Chapter 125 Stunning the audience, Jiu Ye arrived (two in one)

"Who comes first?" she asked.

Tang Ruoyan: "Does it matter?"

"Of course," Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows, "I have different choices for different people."

Liu Bowen thought for a while and suggested, "Why don't we just roll out the leopards in order?"

Jiang Fuyue had no objection.

"Okay," Tang Ruoyan curled her lips, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, "Then I'm welcome. Classmate Jiang, you can choose, truth or adventure?"

"big Adventure."

"Are you sure? You can't change it after you've chosen it. Do you want to think about it again?"

To be honest, Tang Ruoyan was shocked when she heard that she was going to choose a big adventure.

Is it not the safest choice to be honest with a person who has bad intentions and deliberately wants to make a fool of himself?

Although the issue will be more sensitive and embarrassing, it is better than actually doing it.

What if she asks Jiang Fuyue to pick someone on the spot for a French kiss for five minutes?

Or maybe she asked Jiang Fuyue to have a "big cup" with whom?

Isn't this man afraid?

Or...what did she leave behind?

Or, these are all tricks, in fact, she has already dug a hole and waited for her to jump?

Thinking of this, Tang Ruoyan felt a chill on the back of her neck.

Especially Jiang Fuyue's choice is so straightforward, there must be something tricky!

But... the chance that you finally won, is it just wasted?

Besides, all the questions she had prepared before were sincere questions. Now that she has a big adventure, Tang Ruoyan has no idea what she wants Jiang Fuyue to do.

She was in a hurry.

This is just a delay on the mouth, and the brain is running fast.

What should she do for her? A real French kiss? Big cup?

No, no, wouldn't that just match her with Zhong Ziang or Yici?

These two are so handsome, and they still have money at home, how can they be cheap Jiang Fuyue? !

Suddenly, Tang Ruoyan's eyes fell on the small stage directly opposite.

More precisely, it is the vertical stainless steel tube on the right side of the stage.

Got it!

"I don't make any excessive demands to embarrass you, so I'll go up and perform a pole dance for everyone."

Afraid that Jiang Fuyue would refuse to use the excuse of not being able to dance, Tang Ruoyan didn't give her a chance to speak, and added to herself: "It doesn't matter if you can dance well or not, it doesn't matter if you dance well or not, the key is to have the feeling of pole dancing, understand? ?"

What does pole dancing feel like?

To put it nicely, it is called "sexy";

Don't these people regard Jiang Fuyue as a "goddess"? One bite of "Sister Moon" is more respectful than the teacher.

Then she will let these people see what kind of stuff the surname Jiang is, whether it is a "goddess" or a "bad stuff"!

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience gasped.

"Did you play a bit too much?"

"Pole dancing? Is this possible?"

Tang Ruoyan folded her arms and chuckled, "Sister Yue has all the skills of martial arts, what is a little pole dance? Maybe she can dance non-chief dances!"

"But...is something like pole dancing unsuitable for children?"

Tang Ruoyan: "Are you a child? Besides, to appreciate this kind of dance from a correct perspective, who told you to pay attention to those blatant things?"

"cough!"

"Cough cough!"

It's okay if she didn't say it. The left sentence "this kind of dance" and the right sentence "explicit things" seemed to be speaking for Jiang Fuyue, but in fact, she deliberately led everyone to think in unhealthy ways.

The people who were still a little shy in the beginning also gradually showed their expectations.

Pole dancing!

I usually only see it on the Internet or on TV, and I haven't seen a live-action dance on the scene.

Although I am very embarrassed, I am very curious!

It's not that they have any lust, it's just that Jiang Fuyue is subconsciously regarded as omnipotent, and she has never considered anything she can't or can't do well.

That's right, that's how I believe it.

"Yes." Jiang Fuyue nodded.

Isn't that just pole dancing?

The other party is really right, she can do the same with African chief dancers.

That's right, just "a little", not more.

Yici frowned, seeing through Tang Ruoyan's ulterior motives, and quietly leaned into Jiang Fuyue's ear: "Can you do it? Why don't you?"

Jiang Fuyue turned her head to the side, her eyes met, she raised her eyebrows gently: "Why, can't you trust me?"

"No... just, I'm a little worried. You clearly knew she was deliberately embarrassing..."

"I know." Jiang Fuyue interrupted him and stood up straight.

His legs were straight, long and thin. Standing in front of the coffee table, almost everyone looked up at her subconsciously, including Tang Ruoyan.

Jiang Fuyue's eyes never stopped, she turned and walked onto the stage, standing in the middle.

The stage is not big, but it is well-equipped. Not only are there light strips and flashes that automatically change light with the music, but also speakers and microphones with perfect sound quality. Even the machines for making dry ice fog are also provided.

The AI ​​central control system will create the best performance environment based on the performers' actions and changes in the rhythm of music, combined with algorithmic big data, such as whether to play discs, when to adjust the lights, whether to raise or lower the stage, etc.

This is also one of the main features of King Haobao.

Therefore, when Jiang Fuyue stood on the stage, the central control system had already started to work, and the lights dimmed in an instant.

Looking from a distance, only a vague outline of a human figure can be seen.

But even so, she is still beautiful——

The shoulders are straight and the neck is long and connected to form a perfect shoulder and neck line; the small waist is slender and unbearable to hold, the long legs are well-proportioned, and the calf is flat and compact without any excess.

Lin Yao turned his head to look at Ling Xuan subconsciously, and saw the young man staring at the stage with concentrated eyes, his pupils were pitch-black, and there was a faint glow of light inside.

That was a signal of his curiosity about new things.

Lin Yao only saw it in his eyes when he first came into contact with stocks.

Now I see it again, but it's to another girl...

Is it really that beautiful?

Lin Yao couldn't help looking at it with harsh eyes, from head to toe, and from foot to head, not letting go of any detail.

During this period, he did not restrain his disgust towards Jiang Fuyue.

But even so, after taking a closer look, I have to admit that Jiang Fuyue really can't find any faults in terms of her body.

This made Lin Yao suddenly feel a sense of utter despair.

It seems that this person is really so perfect, not touted, but true.

What advantage do you have?

She fell into a brief daze.

But soon, this negative emotion was dispelled.

Lin Yao lowered her head to straighten the slightly messy skirt. Due to being pressed by her legs, there were already folds at this moment, but as she gently stroked it, the folds became lighter, and when she stroked again, the folds disappeared.

The reason is very simple, because the material of this skirt is special, and it is hard to find a thousand dollars.

Maybe the style is not as good as the roadside stalls outside. Only when you wear it can you know who is more comfortable.

Just like Jiang Fuyue and her: one has a humble status, low and cheap; the other comes from a wealthy family and is worth a thousand pieces of gold.

The former can certainly bring men a momentary interest, but the latter is the ultimate destination.

So, she is not in a hurry.

No matter how powerful Jiang Fuyue is, he has already lost since he was born.

Tang Ruoyan was also observing Hang Haoran's reaction. Seeing that he couldn't turn his eyes while staring at the stage, he was so angry that he grabbed his arm.

"Hey - what are you doing?!"

"is it nice?"

"It's pretty good!" Hang Haoran didn't know why.

"Then do you want to put your eyes on her and look carefully enough?!"

Hang Haoran: "my eyes are not pieces of paper. Can I put glue on people's bodies? Do you have a funny brain? "

Tang Ruoyan gritted her teeth: "Don't pretend to be stupid for me!"

"Who pretended? I don't think you need to pretend, it's really stupid. Look, it's all green..."

"Deserved!"

At this moment, the soothing music sounded, the stage lights gradually brightened, and Jiang Fuyue was about to start.

Suddenly, "Wait a minute—"

Tang Ruoyan stood up with anger still on her face, "Should I choose the soundtrack?"

Hang Haoran frowned.

The others were not too happy either. It was about to start, and there was a sudden stop at the door. It was so urgent!

Yici: "Don't go too far!" With this roar, Yizhong's aura came out immediately.

Tang Ruoyan was so frightened that her legs went weak, but hatred still prevailed in her heart. Although she did not dare to openly challenge the school bully, she did not back down.

"Hang Haoran, do you still care about your girlfriend?" Yici stood up, pressed his knuckles and made a clack, "you don't care, then I'll take care of it."

"Oh hoo! Brother Ci is mighty!"

"Whether the earth will turn, Brother Ci has the final say!"

"Don't talk, it's just Ci Ge protecting the calf."

"Calves? Who?"

"Blind? Who else is there except the one on stage?"

"..."

"You, what do you want to do?" Tang Ruoyan swallowed droolingly, fighting between the two.

Yi Ci didn't speak, and was about to give her some color to take a look. When Hang Haoran saw that the other party was really coming, he couldn't sit still: "Brother Ci, don't... They are all classmates, if you have something to say, Yanyan she... "

At this moment, Jiang Fuyue on the stage suddenly said, "Can you change the song? Okay."

Yi Ci was stunned.

"Give her the tablet."

Zhong Zi'ang obediently handed over the things, turned his hands and held Yi Ci and sat down, "What's the hurry? Do you think Jiang Fuyue is stupid?"

Yi Ci waved his hand on his shoulder, and brushed off the dust along the way, with a look of disgust: "Just talk, don't move, am I familiar with you?"

"……"Dry!

"What did you mean by that just now?"

Zhong Ziang also dragged on: "Don't ask me if you have the ability? Get it on your own!"

Yici sneered and moved away.

Don't ask, don't ask, who is rare?

Zhong Ziang: "?" It's pretty tough!

Tang Ruoyan had no extra brain to think about why Jiang Fuyue agreed, all she thought was how to make her look ugly!

Make a fool of yourself!

Suddenly, the fingers that swiped the tablet stopped, she smiled, and clicked gently...

The prelude of "Lady Marmalade" sounded, which is one of the classic pole dance soundtracks, with fast rhythm, strong sense of rhythm, enthusiasm, and of course it is not small.

Beginners of pole dancing usually use medium-tempo songs, the purpose is to practice dance steps first, and then try fast-paced soundtracks after the basic skills are solid.

Blindly seeking speed, chasing the sense of happiness, it is easy to make a fool of yourself, and it will hurt you in the worst.

If something really happens, it's no joke, after all, if you fall, you may injure your nerves and joints.

Tang Ruoyan chose this song not simply to "teach Jiang Fuyue a lesson", but to ask her to "fall down and never get up again"!

Lin Yao's eyes flashed slightly, and she looked at Tang Ruoyan in surprise.

I didn't expect her to be so poisonous...

But it didn't stop or remind.

If Jiang Fuyue really jumped and smashed, then...

Yu Guang glanced over Ling Xuan's face that was trying to be calm but still inevitably showed a hint of anticipation, Lin Yao pursed her lips.

Not a word was spoken.

At the moment when the music started, the stage lights were in full swing, and Jiang Fuyue stepped from the middle to the left side of the steel pipe.

When the first "Hey Sister, Go Sister" sounded, she saw her right hand raised, her head raised and her lips hooked.

With this action, the originally loose rubber band fell off completely, and the black hair like a waterfall spread out like thick ink pouring into water.

The blower was also automatically turned on at this time, and the strong wind made frantic hair, and the aura changed in an instant.

If the original Jiang Fuyue was a cold pond, then at this moment, she is a turbulent sea.

The quiet temperament has not changed, but it has become more magnificent.

The distance between the body and the steel pipe is 20cm, which is almost parallel.

If you know it, you will find that this is an extremely professional distance, and it is also a very sophisticated opening, such as Lin Yao.

"Soul Sister, Go Sister "

In the second sentence, Jiang Fuyue began to walk around the steel pipe, seemingly at random, but in fact, every time she stepped on the beat.

On the third step, lift your right foot off the ground, lean your body, and then step on your left heel.

The circle continued, and the direction was changed once, but the feet were always in the air, as if walking on the ground.

During this period, it was all supported by the strength of his arms, but Jiang Fuyue looked calm and did not seem to be struggling at all.

This time, the audience was shocked.

"Fuck! Sister Yue is professional, isn't it?"

"As far as I'm familiar, if I say I haven't learned it before, I immediately unscrewed my head and tied it to the belt of my pants!"

"……"Uh! It doesn't have to be so harsh.

"My God, is there anything she can't?"

The same question came to everyone's mind.

"The cow criticized my sister Yue, ten... no... one hundred almighty!"

"Am I the only one who thinks it's so beautiful, cool, and sassy?!"

"And me, thank you."

"Brother dei, you are not alone."

"It doesn't matter whether he has studied or not, whether he is good or not, it's all over if he is beautiful!"

"Agree!"

"My God, look at—"

Everyone stared at it, and in the next second, they couldn't help holding their breath.

I saw Jiang Fuyue straighten and lift her right foot 45 degrees in front of the left, hook the tube at the popliteal fossa in a clockwise direction, push her left foot hard and bend inertially, her toes are closed, and her knees are open.

Top crotch, waist bent back, into a triangle, turn clockwise 3 times.

A perfect "true story" complete!

(Music: He met Marmalade down in Old New Orleans)

Then, point the toes of the front right foot on the ground, straighten the left leg 90 degrees to the left and throw it to the right foot with inertia, close the toes of both feet, and land firmly.

Pole dancing consists of five steps in a circle.

After completing the forward turn, reverse turn, left hook turn, top knee turn, and straight leg turn, everyone's voices had broken.

But it's not over yet...

In the second step of the sixth lap, Jiang Fuyue rotates for one week, lifts the hook bar of the right leg, pushes the left foot on the ground to suck the leg, leans down, sticks the right psoas muscle to the tube, accelerates the rotation, and rotates clockwise for 3 laps.

Hang Haoran suddenly shouted excitedly: "I know this! It's called lying fish turn!"

Hearing this, Jiang Fuyue suddenly looked at him, and in the next second, her red lips lifted lightly.

Didn't Tang Ruoyan want to "feel"?

Well, then she will give her a "feel"!

With a buzzing sound in his head, Hang Haoran suddenly raised his hand to cover his chest, like being hit by an invisible arrow, so he gave up his resistance.

"Sister Yue killed me a hundred times..."

Hou Siyuan answered indifferently: "Who is not?"

Liu Bowen swallowed: "We village bumpkins have learned a lot today."

Liu Fei approached Yi Ci coldly: "Brother, to be honest, if you hadn't looked at Sister last month first, I would have tried my best to catch her!"

"Heh," Yi Ci sneered, "Wake up, stop dreaming, you won't be able to catch up even if you try your best in your next life."

"..." I suspect that you are maliciously attacking potential rivals.

Zhong Ziang was also fascinated.

As a playboy with a well-known surname and a top-ranking number in the emperor, he went to night shows no less than a thousand times, and never less than five hundred. He has seen pole dancing performances that are better than Jiang Fuyue's.

But he had never been dizzy and dry-mouthed like this.

Those pole dancers either wearing revealing clothes or showing off their skills are not as shocking as Jiang Fuyue's most ordinary dress, a performance with her face up to the sky.

She didn't even wear high heels, but when she danced and moved, she almost lost his soul.

bang——

A crisp sound.

Zhong Ziang looked up, but saw that Ling Xuan, who was sitting opposite, had flipped over the water glass at some point, the wall of the glass bumped against the table, and rolled several times, but he couldn't react in time.

After the water splashed on his body, he straightened the cup after realizing it, but he didn't bother to dry his sleeves with a tissue, so he continued to look at the stage, for fear of missing something.

Zhong Ziang frowned.

Tang Ruoyan's reaction was completely different from everyone else's.

She was "killed" by Jiang Fuyue's sudden attack, her eyes were red with anger, but she was helpless.

She knew that the other party did it on purpose!

With so many people present, who can't you wink at? Facing Hang Haoran?

She is clearly provocation, demonstration, and revenge!

But he had no choice but to watch.

At this time, Tang Ruoyan realized that from the moment she decided to let Jiang Fuyue perform pole dancing, she had already lost.

Completely lost!

Lin Yao didn't react at all, and her eyes were calm as she looked at the stage, but her hand under the table unconsciously tightened the skirt.

The folds caused this time, however, can't be healed no matter how they are touched.

Just like her heart twisted by jealousy, it is difficult to calm down no matter how to relieve it.

The music goes on-

(Voulez-vous coucher avec moi Ce soir? Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?)

In the last lap, Jiang Fuyue raised her left foot 45 degrees to the right and pushed her right foot on the ground. The arms and the steel pipe form a triangle. At this time, the body must stay away from the rod, and the toes of the feet are closed and the legs are opened.

In the last "Mocca chocolata ya ya", the lights suddenly dimmed and flashes came out. With the smoke from the dry ice machine and the messy hair blown by the blower, Jiang Fuyue fell to the ground in one move, ending the whole dance perfectly.

At that moment, the audience was dead silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

Five seconds later, thunderous applause broke out, and everyone woke up like a dream.

Because the applause didn't come from the private room, but from all the customers in the hall downstairs outside the private room!

It turned out that Tang Ruoyan turned on the "simultaneous presentation" function while selecting songs.

Once this function is turned on, the 4D giant screen in the downstairs hall will simultaneously reflect the scene of the stage in the Haobao, and achieve high-definition picture quality.

In other words, all the guests downstairs saw this breathtaking pole dance performance.

Thanks to the blessing of the 4D giant screen, they can even see it more clearly than the people in the private room.

In subtleties, more was also observed.

For example, Jiang Fuyue's arm strength is as steady as an old dog when backswing, his amazing flexibility when turning forward and backward, and the standardization and professional level of each action.

Especially when the blower blows, the scene where she stands on the pole with her black hair flying is as beautiful as a goddess.

A synthesis of angels and devils, a perfect combination of simplicity and glamour.

"God! She's so beautiful!"

"Are you a professional pole dancer? You can actually complete five different twists in a row, and the completion of each twist is so high!"

"There is no one who can't practice in seven or eight years, but she seems to be very young, just a little girl"

"The biggest luxury bag...enn, I guess it may be a playful little girl who sneaked out with an adult on her back, because she looks too clean."

"Can I say that I envy her swan arms? Pole dancing requires a lot of arm strength. After practicing for a long time, it is easy to grow muscles. It is useless for me to fight botulism, but look at her, her arms are thin and long, with biceps. The muscles are not prominent at all. It's another day where I can't extricate myself for the beauty of the young lady! Huh!"

"I thought I was the most beautiful white lotus in a white dress when I was in a nightclub, but now... I'm sorry to bother me, I'm not worthy! If people don't wear white dresses, they are already more white lotus than white lotuses."

"Bai Lian is not enough."

"what?"

"I think she is like the moonlight, clear and cold, and Qiqihanhan. I know she can't hold her, but she can't help but want to grab a hug. Yes, Bai Yueguang."

"..."

Xie Dingyuan, who was forced to stop to watch the whole process because of the above discussion, was rushed to meet the giant screen projection, and listened in his ears.

The man stood under the wall where the lights could not shine, his handsome face was hidden in the dark, and his black suit was out of tune with the feasting and carnival around him.

But no one paid attention, or took a second look, because at the moment all the attention in the hall was on the girl who was dancing pole dancing on the screen.

Some people shouted "Encore", some people whistled wildly, and some people kept clapping until their hands became numb, and even picked up the microphone and shouted to the upstairs——

"Pretty sister show her face!"

Then the microphone was snatched by another person—

"Miss, Kangkang to me! I also dance the pole, but I'm not as good as you! You are really beautiful!"

Then another one-

"Goddess! I will dance again with my blood book, do you think I still have a chance?!"

"I'm going! Nightclub version Zhang Dongsheng?"

Xie Dingyuan couldn't help frowning when he heard these "ghost crying wolf howls".

What are they... doing?

There was no ridicule or sarcasm, the man's eyes were completely blank.

At this time, a male waiter passed by with a tray in his hand, and saw Xie Dingyuan standing alone under the corner, completely shrouded in shadows, and did not take the initiative to speak to the people around him.

That kind of feeling is like... He is clearly in the same place, but he is separated from the others.

This side is quiet, the other side is noisy.

He is in the mountains, and people are in the downtown.

very strange...

In the spirit of customer first service, the waiter kindly stepped forward to ask.

"Sir, do you need me to take you to the booth?"

The man suddenly raised his head and glanced at him, and when he got close, the waiter could not help but be surprised when he saw the excessively outstanding appearance of the other party.

What's even more bizarre is that he actually wears a suit, the kind of whole suit, the shirt button is fastened to the end, and the slightly convex Adam's apple goes up...

Like the elites who were about to attend a dinner party after a business meeting, but showed up at... a bar?

"That... did you go wrong? The Hilton Hotel is next door."

With the good quality of asking when he doesn't understand, Xie Dingyuan: "Why do you think I'm going wrong?"

"Uh..." The waiter scratched his head and looked at him from head to toe, "You don't look like someone who would appear in our store."

"Then what do you wear?"

The waiter turned to look at the dance floor, and as far as his eyes could see, he suddenly pouted in one direction: "Well, that's just him."

Xie Dingyuan went with the trend and saw a young man...let's call him a young man, because he has dyed yellow hair, and his age characteristics are not particularly obvious, but from the degree of skin aging and bone development/atrophy, it is still possible to roughly judge the age. Between thirty and thirty-five.

Wearing a long silver necklace with the thickness of a pinky finger, with a pendant in the shape of a human skull hanging in the middle (it's actually a skull, yes, he really has such a village gun and doesn't understand fashion).

Black five-point shorts, but the back crotch seems to fall to the heel in minutes.

After Xie Dingyuan finished reading it, he looked at the waiter's eyes again: "?"

You lied to me, is this what people wear?

Waiter: "?" Faced with a fashion insulator, it's too difficult for me.

In the end, under Xie Dingyuan's death stare, "You must explain it to me today", the waiter searched for a long time, and finally locked the position of the bar, "Look at that person, your style is actually a bit like..."

Jiu Ye, who had never been in a nightclub and was in urgent need of make-up lessons, decided to trust him again.

I saw the man at the bar with suit pants, a white shirt, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. It looked like that.

only……

Xie Dingyuan's eyes fell on his open neckline and the scribbled purple hair with a streak of highlights. He couldn't help frowning, and a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes.

In the next second, he couldn't bear to look away any longer.

Continuing to watch, he was afraid that he could not help but order him to buckle.

"How's it going?" the waiter asked. "Am I right? You two have similar styles."

Xie Dingyuan was suddenly curious: "What style?"

"Sven scum!"

"..."

This is another person who said these four words in front of Zhong Ziang after Zhong Ziang.

Are you so gentle?

Uh... scum?

Xie Jiuye, who was trying to understand the fashion of contemporary young people but finally fell into the sand, was not ready to waste his precious time, and cut to the chase: "Take me to the luxury bag upstairs."

"Huh?" The waiter looked strange.

"Is there a problem?"

"Of course there is a problem! Do you think the Haobao is something you can go to if you want?"

Xie Dingyuan: "?"

The waiter sighed and persuaded earnestly: "I know you, like them, want to go upstairs to find the little fairy who jumped off the pole, but you see how loud they are, has anyone really gone up?"

Xie Dingyuan came to arrest Zhong Zian, and Zhong Zian was with Jiang Fuyue and his group, and they exchanged the same amount, saying that he seemed to have no problem coming to Jiang Fuyue.

"I really want to find her." The man looked serious.

The waiter looked like "you can see and I'll know", as if seeing through everything: "Brother, it's not me who poured cold water on you, what's the most important thing for us to be human beings?"

Xie Dingyuan pondered for a moment: "Self-cultivation, family order, governance of the country, and peace in the world."

waiter:"?"

This person didn't go to the wrong wine, but to the wrong studio, right?

Xie Dingyuan: "What do you think?"

"The most important thing in being a human being is to have self-knowledge! Ordinary people like us shouldn't delusional toad eating swan meat."

"Sky... goose meat?"

"Yes, if you go to Haobao to find someone, you have to be seen by them. Although you are indeed a little better-looking than me, you have other things you can take away besides a face. money? power? car? house?”

The waiter spread his hands, and the soul asked back, "Do you have it?"

Xie Dingyuan: "I have..."

"You have a fart! Let's not worry about that kind of beauty, ah? Maybe the famous flower has its owner long ago."

"Big beauty?" The man's expression was weird.

"What's your tone? Aren't they beautiful?"

Xie Dingyuan unconsciously appeared in front of a rotating and elegant figure, with long hair like a waterfall, skin like snow, grasping the cold stainless steel pipe with five fingers, and his eyes became more and more glamorous.

He turned around, raised his head and shoulders, raised his eyebrows and hooked his lips, every action seemed to be carrying a small hook, and the air seemed to be ignited as far as his eyes could see.

Is this beautiful?

Xie Dingyuan shook his head: "Not dignified."

"Huh?" The waiter was startled, "You came from the Qing Dynasty, right?"

"What's the meaning?"

"They don't show anything, they dress up and down, how, why are they not dignified? Where are they not dignified?"

Xie Dingyuan: "Too small."

In his opinion, Jiang Fuyue was the same age as Zhong Ziang, and he was only a child before graduating from high school.

If you don't study hard, what kind of pole dancing do you do?

Not to mention that the influence is not good in such a place, it is said that those dangerous actions are not worth trying.

Besides, downstairs there are a bunch of... eccentric people like wolves like tigers.

"Too, too small?" The waiter's eyes suddenly became subtle, "Brother, did you observe carefully enough?"

Xie Dingyuan: "?" Does the age still need to be observed? It seems that it is also needed, such as the yellow hair before.

Therefore, Jiuye, who doesn't know how to play memes, just nodded his head calmly under the slightly playful gaze of the other party: "I'm used to it."

Every observation step in the laboratory is much more difficult than this.

waiter:"!"

It looks like a dog, but I didn't expect to have such a thick skin? !

Xie Dingyuan asked again: "Take me upstairs."

Eight thousand words, two chapters together.

【1】

Jiu Ye (positive color): My "too small" is different from your "too small".

Waiter (indifferent): ...Oh. (Bad old man, I believe in you!)

【2】

Sister Yue: I'm too young? Like your nephew? Okay, you are an elder, stay where it is cool.

Jiu Ye: The mouth was bald for a while, and it was abandoned in the garbage dump.

I don't know my wife, Mei Xie 99.

(Small theater asks for a monthly ticket Thank you sisters!)