Bulwark of Light

Chapter 172 Please Dance
In the Liberty Auditorium tonight, all the young people who are eligible to receive invitations to participate in this ball are the top dignitaries.

Although the use of this term is strictly prohibited in the parliament.

But... the privileged class, the word used to describe tonight's enrollees is indeed very appropriate.

Lu Nanjin stood in the corner of the living room. No one would care about her, a character who deliberately hid herself in the corner. Everyone was dressed brightly and dazzlingly, standing under the spotlight, shining light on each other.

"Hey...the beautiful lady..."

A blond young man, also holding a wine glass, slowly came to Lu Nanjin's side.

He smiled and introduced himself: "My name is Pierre Haitink, the conductor of the orchestra tonight. What is your last name?"

Lu Nanjin frowned, looking at the tall and thin man who blocked her sight.

"Lu." She only said one word.

"Ms. Lu...you are really beautiful..."

"Give way." Nan Jin impatiently interrupted the old-fashioned compliment, and said coldly, "I want to be alone."

Pierre was not annoyed, but quickly and politely turned sideways, averted his eyes, and at the same time, without any embarrassment, stood side by side with Lu Nanjin, and continued to speak: "You don't look like a Dadu person...you can chat there It's very hot, and there is also a dancing session, do you want to participate?"

"..."

Lu Nanjin turned her head slightly.

She looked at Pierre, who was still holding his glass, with a friendly smile on his face.

"Lu, forgive me...I want to invite you to a dance, can I?"

"Tsk tsk..."

From the private channel, the old guy sighed that he didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement, "This is called skin... He really came from Central Continent, this guy has a thick skin."

Zhou Jiren was sitting on a seat in the main hall of the auditorium. He was alone looking at the empty stage. The curtain hadn't been raised yet.

In the private channel, Gu Shen also said with emotion: "I just don't know, which one is harder compared to Song Ci's fist... I wish this talented conductor can perform smoothly on stage tonight."

Seeing Lu Nanjin's eyes cast on him, Pierre was flattered.

In fact, during the previous entrance ceremony, he noticed this beautiful young woman who is different from ordinary people. Her temperament is as restrained as ice, but she exudes a wild beauty. She seems to have both cold and hot attributes... He guessed that there was a fanatical heart hidden under this woman's cold appearance.

Followed by the conversation in the living room.

Everyone is hurrying to make friends... except for her, and this is indeed a different woman.

This further strengthened Pierre's determination to "get to know".

But he didn't know that Lu Nanjin's eyes just happened to be looking at him... Behind Pierre, a figure who had just changed into a formal suit was walking quickly.

"Lu...can I ask you to dance?" Pierre didn't get a response, so he asked again very patiently.

Lu Nanjin shook his head.

"What do you mean by shaking your head...?" The smile on Pierre's face was a little stiff, but he still didn't give up. As long as he didn't hear a clear rejection from Miss Lu, he would not give up.

Just as he was about to organize his words, he was about to speak again when someone patted his back lightly.

"you are……"

Pierre turned his head and saw a man with a cut head and a temperament as sharp as a blade. The man's aura was so strong that he couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously used honorifics.

Those who participated in this party were either rich or expensive, but this guy looked familiar to him...

I seem to have seen it somewhere before... Where have I seen it...

After a three-second pause, Pierre remembered!

The cropped man had previously checked the identity of the staff at the entrance of the Freedom Auditorium.

"Are you... the previous security guard?"

Pierre re-examined Song Ci's attire. This guy took off his security uniform and changed into a suit, but he looked completely reborn, which surprised him.

Seeing that Song Ci just looked calm and stared at himself.

"I don't need to change the wine, thank you." Pierre looked a little terrified, smiled and raised his glass, indicating that he did not have such a need.

Song Ci smiled and asked, "What's your surname?"

"Pierre Haitink!" The blond young man straightened his spine, his tone seemed humble, but in reality he was arrogant. "The principal of the Lucerne Orchestra is in charge of the conductor of the symphony performance tonight!"

"What's the matter..."

After listening, Song Ci frowned and muttered in his heart, this guy spoke too fast, he didn't hear clearly, he shook his head, the name is not important, anyway, he won't remember it.

"Mr. Pi, I am obliged to tell you that since you have been paid to be in charge of tonight's performance...then you should appear in the corresponding position." Song Ci said seriously: "This is the reception hall, not the concert hall. "

Pierre was taken aback.

For a long time, I have been touring the five continents, and after reporting myself... the eyes and attitudes I receive are all admiration and admiration.

This is the first loss.

"Are you teaching me how to do things? No matter what you were doing... Now I inform you that you have been fired."

The modest smile on Pierre's face has all disappeared, and it has not yet completely turned into a gloomy smile, just because there is a beautiful woman beside him, and he doesn't want to make too much embarrassment.

"You can't recognize your noble servant... now, immediately, disappear from here immediately!"

What age is this... Is there anyone else who talks like this?

After listening, Song Ci felt sincerely, he didn't feel annoyed, but rather amused.

He didn't move a step, but said lightly: "I won't leave here..."

"In addition, I heard all the previous conversations. I heard that you are from Central Continent? Don't call Ms. here... Call people old, change places, and you will be beaten."

Song Ci looked at Lu Nanjin with a smile, "What do you think, Miss Lu?"

Pierre tried to fight with Song Ci, but it was a pity that the eye contact lasted only a second before he was defeated. The man opposite had an extremely strong sense of oppression.

So he shifted his gaze to Lu Nanjin in a concealed manner.

Then he discovered a heartbreaking fact... The latter's gaze was actually not on his own face, but on that ordinary security guard.

Hearing Song Ci's question, a smile appeared on Nan Jin's cold face for the first time.

Pierre was a little lost.

It's just that the smile wasn't on himself, but on that rude security guard.

"you……"

Pierre couldn't bear it anymore, he clenched his fists, ready to defend his dignity.

This scene was seen by Song Ci.

He waited contentedly for the opponent to punch, and then became a clown.

This little episode attracted the attention of many people, and just when it was about to explode, a figure appeared in the living room very unfortunately.

"Oh, oh, misunderstanding, misunderstanding..."

A familiar face appeared, and Gu Shen, who used the deep sea to monitor the audience, recalled that he had only seen this person before... He was one of the three people sent by Nanwan not long ago to run for candidate councilors.

Being able to be pushed by Chen San to prevent Lu Nanzhi from participating in the election is obviously a very high-ranking figure in the Nanwan faction.

Immediately, Deep Sea called up the file——

This man's name is Chen Qi, and he is Chen Jingtan's father.

And Chen Jingtan is the Chen Jingtan who was beaten half to death by the crow...

Chen Qi didn't have the slightest air of being domineering, and he couldn't see the past festivities with Song Ci at all. When he came out, he just smoothed things over with a smile on his face, "Calm down, calm down...how about an apology?"

Song Ci was expressionless.

Pierre took a deep breath and held back his anger, "Chen, tell me how can you not be angry when you encounter this kind of thing... This is not a problem that can be solved by apologizing!"

As he spoke, he realized something was wrong.

After Chen Qi walked out, he didn't look at himself at all, as if he regarded himself as air...

And after thinking about it carefully, it seems that the sentence of calming down...wasn't for me?

"Xiao Song, today is an unlucky day to do things with hands."

Seeing Song Ci's clenched fists, Chen Qi persuaded softly, "This punch will not only smash the wall of the Freedom Auditorium, but Mr. Xiaopi's face. You should think more about Madam..."

Pierre's face suddenly changed.

He really didn't know Dadu...but he had heard of a few names.

Most of the most famous people, except for the two congressmen, the rest is the thunderous "Madam"!
And what did Chen Qi say just now... One punch down, smashing the wall of the Freedom Auditorium?

"How do you mean to solve it?"

Song Ci spoke lightly.

"How about...just apologize?" Chen Qi carefully put forward the previous proposal, and said with a smile: "Everyone is here at the ball, just for everyone to see Madam's demeanor."

Song Ci looked at Chen Qi who was kind to him, and felt that this world was too real.

After Chen Jingtan was beaten, Chen San was furious and wanted to skin himself.

Not to mention that this biological father, seeing him, should have been in the same situation as him.

But... As for the current bill, if Madam is willing to maintain her objection, then the Nanwan faction will win the battle. Before the general situation, they all chose to calm down and "forgive" themselves.

The smoke and cloud of the past, even if it is the old account of his own son, it is nothing.

As Chen Qi spoke, he gave Pierre a wink. This young talented conductor was very knowledgeable and quickly agreed.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Song..."

He gritted his teeth and said, "Forgive me for offending you earlier."

"It doesn't matter. Among the many hypocrites who look down on others, you can be regarded as the most straightforward and honest one." Song Ci said lightly: "What's more...the one who says sorry is me."

"Huh?" Pierre was taken aback.

next moment.

Song Ci, who was close at hand, made a move.

With a snap of his fingers, there was a sonic boom, and Pierre was hit hard on the forehead. With a "bang", his expression was distorted in pain, tears were about to be bounced out, and he fell heavily on the ground with his buttocks.

"A brainstorm... for you." Song Ci smiled and said, "I can't accept your apology just now. I believe Madam also doesn't want to hear her young and beautiful sister being called 'Ma'am'. It's against you." Disrespectful punishment."

Chen Qi was a little helpless. He noticed that someone was looking at the second-floor stand not far away...it was Chen San and his wife.

He didn't say anything more, and exited silently.

This is already a good ending.

The only "victim" Pierre sat on the ground and covered his forehead. He felt a huge bulge on his forehead.

Oh my god... Next, I have to perform on stage!
"You should be lucky... I just snapped my fingers. If it was a punch, then you will spend the next month in a hospital bed in Dadu. At that time, the Lucerne Orchestra should also consider changing conductors. "

Song Ci no longer went to see Pierre.

He came in front of Lu Nanjin, stretched out his hand in the eyes of everyone, mustered up his courage, his voice was still a little nervous, and he said nervously: "Miss Lu, do you want to dance a song together?"

Zhou Jiren's laughter came from the private channel.

"I can see it."

And Gu Shen echoed, "I think it's fine."

Lu Nanjin smiled helplessly.

She put down the wine glass, slowly stretched out her hand, and caught Song Ci's hand.

(End of this chapter)