After Bai Shao and his friends left, the sofa in the corner of the banquet hall became very quiet. Fang Wuqiu had a conversation with Chu Qian, then continued to hold his chin and waited for Boss Yu at the entrance.

Thinking about the scene when he met Boss Yu for the first time some time ago, he secretly made up his mind that he must speak well, and he must not return without success after talking a few words.

"You have to move?" Chu Qian looked at the person waiting beside him, and shook his head amusedly.

That head seemed to be frozen, only looking at the entrance, and I was staring at the back of his soft head, really thinking of Rua.

A trace of satisfaction flashed in Chu Qian's eyes.

He crossed his legs, leaned against the sofa, held the red wine glass in his hand, and lowered his eyes lazily.

When Fang Wuqiu heard Chu Qian's joke, his face blushed for no reason, but his head remained still, and he turned his back to Chu Qian and said in a muffled voice, "I want to move too, but what if I miss Boss Yu?"

"As long as he comes here, he won't miss it." Chu Qian laughed, but he didn't urge him anymore, with a helpless expression: "There will be dancing and dinner later, so you still worry about not being able to find anyone?"

However, it was obvious that Fang Wuqiu didn't listen to Chu Qian's previous words, but because he said the word dancing, his brows twitched slightly, he turned his head, and said in surprise: "Dancing, why do you still want to dance?"

He thought dinner was just about eating.

Chu Qian stood up, put the wine glass on the tea table, and saw Fang Wuqiu's bewildered expression when he turned his head, the corners of his mouth curled up: "The purpose of Mr. Lin's dinner is to socialize, and to bring people you know well together. Dancing is undoubtedly a good way to socialize." Way."

"Is that okay?" Fang Wuqiu opened his eyes round, unable to understand.

After all, in the Yu Dynasty, it was beyond the norm for men and women to be in the same room, let alone dance together.

Speaking of dancing, Fang Wuqiu was a little flustered. He danced by himself or with his acquaintances, of course it was fine, but in such a huge dinner party, with so many people, it was a bit cramped to do anything.

After all, he still failed to integrate into the current society.

"Then will I go to dance?" He blinked nervously and looked at Chu Qian: "What dance?"

Chu Qian was sweetened by his expression, rolled his eyes, and deliberately teased him: "Yes, we all have to dance, probably a ballroom dance."

"Really, I don't even know how to..." Fang Wuqiu frowned as expected, his delicate eyebrows were twisted, the expression on his face was red and white, and his eyes were a little out of focus, as if he was embarrassed about doing something Thinking.

Chu Qian just wanted to tease him, without thinking too much, and looked at him with deep meaning in his eyes while holding his chin.

Fang Wuqiu pursed his lips, slowly raised his eyelids under Chu Qian's straightforward eyes, and looked aside awkwardly, stretched out his hand, poked Chu Qian's arm, and said as if asking for help: "Well, if you want to jump , shall I go with Brother Chu?"

Fireworks exploded in my heart.

"Really?" Chu Qian was overjoyed suddenly, his expression was obviously happy, and his heart couldn't help beating.

Fang Wuqiu didn't think much about it, but Chu Qian was the only person he knew in the huge banquet hall.

But what was strange was that Chu Qian seemed to have won a lottery, his expression was overly happy, his hands were still on the kneecaps, and he clenched his fists into fists and scratched in exasperation.Fang Wuqiu looked at his movements, tilted his head, and showed doubts.

"Brother Chu, do you like dancing, so happy?"

"Hi... I like it!" Chu Qian smiled, looking at Fang Wuqiu thoughtfully, and decided not to tell him that dancing was purely voluntary.

Sitting on the sofa in the corner of the banquet hall for half an hour, someone also came to see Chu Qian during the period, but Chu Qian couldn't refuse. Fortunately, no one like Bai Shaozhi came to pester Fang Wuqiu again, so he just sat obediently and waited for others.

As the time passed, Fang Wuqiu became more and more impatient.

Boss Yu still didn't come, he asked Chu Qian if he wouldn't be coming, Chu Qian rubbed his brows, but didn't know.

Fang Wuqiu lowered his head in disappointment.

Not long after, the sound of the piano slowly sounded in the banquet hall, and the melodious and gentle sound filled the huge manor.When they heard the music, all the men and women present who were socializing all went to the middle dance floor at the same time.

"Qiuqiu, don't think about it, let's go to dance." Chu Qian pulled him up, eager to try.

Fang Wuqiu snorted, turned his head to look at the dance floor, there were already many people gathered in twos.Ballroom dancing is usually done by men and women together, but there are not so many rules for the people present, so they just dance with their familiar friends.

This kind of dance is not difficult, Fang Wuqiu will be able to master it after just a few glances. He has grown up on the stage since he was a child, and his skills are very good, and his singing is often accompanied by dancing movements.

The sound of the piano is slow and lingering.

The floor in the center of the dance floor is covered with exquisite and luxurious red and yellow bordered carpets. The area is very wide, and about [-] couples have already started dancing in it.

Chu Qian didn't look at other people dancing with whom, raised his eyebrows, faced Fang Wuqiu, and softly called: "Qiuqiu."

Fang Wuqiu looked away from learning the dance steps, and then heard Chu Qian say: "Let's start."

"it is good."

Fang Wuqiu didn't know the rules of this dance, but simply learned how others danced. Therefore, when Chu Qian smiled, bent over, and handed him his palm, he naturally took a female step, holding his hands in a reserved manner. He raised his hand and put his hand in Chu Qian's palm.

Chu Qian held his hand tightly and led him into the dance floor.

Everyone is immersed in the piano music.

Listening to the gentle music, Chu Qian slowly raised his right hand to support the lower edge of Fang Wuqiu's shoulder. The gentle strength would not make the other party feel abrupt, very gentlemanly.

Whether it is a leader in the business world or a young actor in the entertainment circle, Chu Qian has experienced such occasions very early. Although he is only about 20 years old, he has been wandering in the circle for a long time, and necessary entertainment is inevitable. If you like it, you can't help but participate.

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