As bright as a star: Madam, she is an almighty little princess

"Wang Yuan, I...I'm too nervous." Zhang Shishi's lips turned white, and she stood in the crowd as if she was not crying.

Several female students around her cast reproachful glances at her.

"Wang Yuan, what should we do?" Zhou Ziying stood up from the sofa regardless of the obstruction and asked anxiously while hopping on her feet. Lin Luzhi and Tao Nian were supporting her.

Wang Yuan's face tightened, he turned around twice with his hands on his hips, and stood still in the same place. He faced a few eager glances and sighed deeply, "Mr. Yu is in front with the diplomatic receptionist. I can't contact him now. The only way is to find the organizer of the exchange meeting and cancel our program."

"Cancel?!" The students in front of them suddenly became red-eyed. They had been preparing for more than ten days without eating or sleeping, and they just canceled it like this?

Wang Yuan suppressed his emotions, "Is there any other way? Or should you just go on stage and make a mistake in front of the camera, so that the national audience will remember your face? Do you still want to go on stage in the future?"

He made a fool of himself on a state banquet-level stage and had no chance of success. He was basically blacklisted from major competitions.

Rather than doing this, it would be better not to go on stage at all.

Wang Yuan also thought about them.

Zhou Ziying was different from them. Given the status of the Zhou family, she knew what it meant for Wang Yuan to go to the diplomats to cancel their finale performance.

All the anger of the foreign affairs department will be directed at one person in the Wangyuan.

She frowned, "Wang Yuan, you will be implicated."

How could Wang Yuan not know the consequences, "Is there any other way?"

If you make another mistake after taking office, you will be embarrassed in front of the people of Asia, and the people in the foreign affairs department will be even more angry.

Zhou Ziying didn't know whether it was because she was in pain or because she blamed herself. This was not her own business. She could see the pressure put on her by several school girls for so many days.

Turning to Ling Qi, "Sister Qi, I know your medical skills are great. Is there any medicine that can temporarily make me feel no pain? Did you dance this dance on stage?"

Before Ling Qi could say anything, Zhou Ziqian hit Zhou Ziying on the head with a chestnut, "You've been kicked in the head by a donkey, and you don't want your feet anymore?!"

Zhou Ziying had no time to talk to Zhou Ziqian and looked at Ling Qi with hopeful eyes.

Ling Qi glanced at her and uttered two words, "Anesthetic."

Everyone: "..." Is it funny to go on stage under anesthesia?

Zhou Ziying's unusually large teardrops fell down, "What should I do?"

Ling Qi looked at her expression and moved her mouth, but stopped talking.

Ruan Qi caught Ling Qi's micro-expression with sharp eyes, cleared her throat, and said tentatively, "Qibao, how about you step in for Yingying?"

Click, the lounge seemed to be still, and everyone's eyes turned to Ling Qi sitting on the sofa.

Pei Yanxing half hugged her. Hearing this, he looked at the person in his arms with his dark eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Sister Qi? Can you dance?" Zhou Ziying stopped her tears instantly and asked with half certainty and half doubt.

Ling Qi's beautiful black eyes raised slightly and she nodded silently.

Zhou Ziying's eyes lit up instantly, because of Ruan Qian's tone and the string of vests on Ling Qi's body, she was sure that Ling Qi's dancing skills were definitely not as simple as dancing.

She jumped up to Ling Qi twice and looked at Ling Qi who was sitting on the sofa with a charming posture, "Sister Qi skipped "Tang Yin"?"

Unexpectedly, Ling Qi shook her head, "I didn't skip it."

A blow to the head, Zhou Ziying felt dizzy from these words.

Before she could calm down, Ling Qi said softly, "You can learn now."

Everyone: "..."

Can you still learn this now? !

Didn't Sister Qi go out after drinking too much today?

No, Ling Qi doesn't drink either.

Several people's mouths twitched at what she did.

Zhou Ziying felt that the short two minutes just now were like riding a fast roller coaster, which made her heart beat loudly.

He steadied himself, grimaced, and forced a smile, "Sister Qi, are we kidding?"

Ruan Qian knew that since Ling Qi said she could learn these three words, she agreed to play for Zhou Ziying.

She pushed Mu Chen's hand away and walked over, "There's still time anyway, just let Qibao try it out."

Zhou Ziying didn't want to offend Ling Qi's face. After all, she was kind-hearted to help her. She looked at Wang Yuan and said, "Why don't you let Sister Qi dance with you?"

Wang Yuan wanted to say that this is not nonsense, but as she spoke, she looked at Ling Qi's extremely calm face and the man next to him who always acted with coercion. Thinking about Ling Qi's Lumine identity, she couldn't do anything. Offend these two people.

Just then, there was a knock on the door from the staff, telling them to get ready.

Half an hour had passed since the banquet started. Wang Yuan looked at the time and said, "Then we can practice for half an hour at most. I will be ready to communicate with the person in charge of the banquet at any time."

The words were tactful, but it was obvious that he did not have hope for Ling Qi.

Several students lost their temper, but they still danced again for the sake of seeing Ling Qi designing and making clothes for them.

Zhang Shishi was pushed to the side and watched from the corner, her fingers tightly twisting the hem of her skirt.

After a dance.

Several students were even more melancholy.

"Professor Ling, what do you think? If you find it difficult, don't force it. I can communicate with the organizer."

The worst he could do was to be scolded and given a small punishment, but Wang Yuan was already ready to go out and report.

"No, you can jump."

I saw the person on the sofa lowering his eyes, taking off the large suit again and placing it on the man's lap.

The exquisite cheongsam wrapped her graceful body. Ling Qi walked calmly into the dressing area under the astonished eyes of everyone. She bent down to pick up an unopened piece of clothing and picked up a pair that matched her foot size. Shoes are transferred to the dressing room.

Outside, a group of people were stunned.

After a long while, Zhou Ziqian pointed to the door of the dressing room, "Sister-in-law, you're not bragging, are you?!"

Ruan Qian rolled her eyes at him and said in a determined tone, "We'll find out after a while if you're bragging or not."

With her sister's brains, she was worshiped by a dance master at the age of ten.

Moreover, these students had already danced several times at the beginning.

Zhou Ziqian, including several people from Wangyuan, obviously looked disbelieving.

On the other hand, Tao Nian, who usually doesn't speak much, spoke softly at this time, with a firm look on his face, "I believe in Sister Qi."

She has an unwarranted sense of worship and belief in Ling Qi.

Jiang Sheng looked at the little girl in front of him in surprise. To be honest, he felt the same.

Ling Qi, it’s not simple!

The others did not express their opinions. They still didn't believe it, but they felt that Ling Qi's personality was not like a braggart.

In fact, there is no need to brag, she is indeed quite awesome.

However, after watching it twice, she would dance a dance that she had never learned before and it lasted for six or seven minutes?

Pei Yanxing, on the other hand, casually draped his coat that smelled of Ling Qi's scent, crossed his legs, and stared at the closed door of the dressing room without moving.

Five minutes later, the door handle of the dressing room moved...