Pretend to be nice

For the majority of Nancheng people, today is just as usual, a day without waves in ordinary life, but there is always a small group of people who are different, they dress up and gather in the most expensive hotel in the center of Nancheng City.

The invitation was handed over to the waiter in a black formal suit at the door. After checking, he kept a trained perfect smile, opened the door and bent down to welcome the distinguished guests.

Lin Guan, who was wearing a white silk mermaid skirt, was holding Li Qinghe, who was next to him in a black tuxedo dress. The black bow tie was hidden under the white shirt collar, and the sharp lapel collar was inlaid with satin. The light, single-breasted suit was not buttoned up, and the black vest inside could be seen faintly.

The half-length hair is also specially waxed for today, combed into the back of the head, and the glasses that I wore a while ago are also worn. The cross on the gold chain is dangling, softening the eyebrows and eyes that strangers should not get close to, a little more Bookish, when he looked down at Lin Guan, his eyes were gentle, like a noble son from a famous family in a book.

"Qinghe", someone shouted before the two entered the gate.

Jiang Qing in a white tuxedo came over. He was only a sophomore, and his age was between that of a man and a boy. His immature round face was already somewhat stable. When he saw his friend coming over, his eyes flashed with surprise. Looking at Lin Guan next to him, he suddenly smiled again.

Li Qinghe didn't respond to him directly, and led his female companion a few steps towards them, then smiled and nodded slightly to the cute girl in the pink tulle dress beside him.

Jiang Qing took his female companion and greeted warmly: "No, didn't you say that I brought my girlfriend here to let you know each other last time? This time, it happened that she had no class, so I brought her back."

In front of his friends, he still introduced with an undisguised complacency on his face: "My girlfriend, Ouyang Wei, you can call her Wei Wei."

"Wei Wei, this is my friend from childhood, Li Qinghe."

Li Qinghe nodded with a smile.

"Her family is Teacher Lin."

Lin Gu'an, who had been silent all this time, cast a glance at the child next to him, and nodded in response.

Li Qinghe's smile deepened, and he heard Jiang Qing proudly showing off: "My girlfriend is pretty."

Li Qinghe gave him a hammer on the shoulder, and said cheerfully, "It looks good, but Teacher Lin is the prettiest in my eyes."

As if the two were singing duets, Jiang Qing hurriedly said to Lin Gu'an next to him, "Teacher Lin is also pretty, very pretty! But Wei Wei is the most beautiful in my heart."

The two female companions were speechless by their quarrel, and in the end, Ouyang poked and stretched out his hands and gently twisted his boyfriend's waist. The strange comparison came to an end, and his big stiff hands grabbed behind and wrapped each other, Looking at her while begging for mercy.

The two who stood opposite each other and saw the ground clearly...

Li Qinghe pretended to cough, and pulled his female companion away with an excuse.

Although Li Qinghe was not the protagonist of this banquet, he was also surrounded by the crowd as the focus, a wave of people left, and others continued.

Fortunately, the elders are no strangers to this kind of occasion, and they can handle Li Qinghe with ease, but the people who came over, just like Jiang Qing's eyes just now, were a little puzzled at first, but when they turned to look at her, they suddenly understood. But it made her a little puzzled, and temporarily suppressed her heart, thinking that she would ask the child later.

In the middle, he also said hello to Changchun and Chang Chun who were also at the banquet. Mu Ziheng was always careful, so he said hello two days ago, and arranged for two good friends to be the dance partners of Chang Chun and Wu Xiao, that is, the first two days. God said to introduce Gao Fushuai to the two, but the introduction was just a joke, mainly to let "Gao Fushuai" take good care of them. After all, Li Qinghe and her may not be very free.

Li Qinghe didn't talk to them for too long, and was dragged by the other people who gathered together, but he was relieved and continued to be polite to Zhou Xuan with the group of people.

It wasn't until the real protagonist of the banquet arrived late that the eager eyes finally moved away from them, and the two took the opportunity to hide in a corner and take a short rest.

"That's why I don't want to take you to meet them," Li Qinghe said helplessly. He was tossed by the crowd and sat on the sofa in the corner, panting slightly.

Lin Gu'an, who just needs to smile and nod most of the time, is slightly better than her. He picked up a goblet filled with red wine and passed it to the other side, coaxing softly: "I see, Qinghe has worked hard."

Li Qinghe didn't pick it up, instead he took a sip of a glass of orange juice, which relieved his dry throat, and his eyes moved sideways unconsciously. The price of not paying attention was choking on the juice, and the constant fake cough turned into a real cough.

Lin Guan didn't know that the child had been watching her secretly since she left the house, but she was afraid that the child would be shy, so she was considerate and didn't point it out. She would be confused by coughing, so she could only raise her hand to pat her on the back.

Li Qinghe coughed for a while, and then he calmed down a bit, and saw the arc approaching next to him, and coughed even more fiercely.

The bustle in the corner is unknown to others, and at this moment they are all looking at the protagonist who has just entered.

The already magnificent hall was deliberately decorated to be even more gorgeous. The crystal chandelier on the upper floor extended to the bottom, and the faceted crystals also shone as brightly as diamonds under the light.

Mu Ziheng is standing at the place where the light is focused at the moment. She, who is usually cynical, will also put on a black tuxedo dress solemnly. Her arrogant golden hair is also suppressed by hairspray. She chooses a softer shawl collar and double-breasted buttons.

Yang Siyue's wine-red suspender tight-fitting dress is on the arm next to her. She has a graceful figure under the thin fabric, and the deep red V-neck under the big/waves is looming under the cover. The already sexy person is even more charming, and her every move reveals a variety of amorous feelings , successfully attracting everyone's attention unintentionally.

"You really have one leg..." The child finally stopped coughing and said, looking at the center of the venue.

Lin Gu'an, who patted her back for a long time, took away the wine glass in her hand, and said with a half-smile: "Why, you still don't believe what I said before?"

The danger alarm sounded, and she shifted her attention to the side, explaining with a smile: "I don't believe you, it's just that Mu Ziheng has been hiding it from me for so long..."

"Is that so..."

Li Qinghe's back was covered with cold sweat, and he explained more.

Muzi still doesn't know that he has made a good friend unintentionally. As the protagonist, not only can he connect with the people who come up to him with ease, but he can also lean on the elders who don't take the initiative to come over, and he takes the initiative to say hello. He usually puts on airs When people saw her, they all smiled kindly.

After a while, a group of talents such as Mu's parents and Li's father came on stage, and Mu's father took his daughter for another round of communication.

It wasn't until the scheduled time was almost up that a group of elders smiled and went up to the second floor to make contact again, leaving the space for the young people.

The two in the corner were lazy, unwilling to go out to socialize, and hid in the corner to chat secretly.

"Do you know why Mu Ziheng can wear a suit?"

"Ok?"

"Her father not only does not object but also supports,"

"Oh?"

Li Qinghe, who had regained his drinking qualifications, took a sip of wine and said in a low voice: "Uncle Mu is a bit patriarchal. He originally wanted to have a boy to inherit his throne, but it turned out to be a girl..."

"Muzi has never had long hair since she was a child, nor has she worn a skirt..."

The heavily paid band was in the corner, and when the time came, the cello would start, followed by piano, flute, saxophone and other instruments.

The classic waltz DanubeWaves echoed in the hall.

The protagonist of the banquet had already brought his female companion to dance in the middle of the stage. Li Qinghe had already stood up upon hearing the sound, straightened the folds of his suit simply and quickly, and the gentleman who had been trained thousands of times bent down and raised his hand to invite, there was nothing wrong with it.

Lin Gu'an smiled gently, put his hand on Li Qinghe's, and let her lead him into the ball.

The ethereal scent of perfume filled the air. The people present basically received professional dance instruction when they were teenagers. At this moment, the dancing postures that have been practiced thousands of times are elegant and precise, and the gorgeous skirts are twirling like flowers blooming .

The young boy's dance steps are unfamiliar, the palms on the waist deliberately keep a close distance, and his eyes wander away, avoiding the gaze of his partner.

After all, the elder was tolerant, and sighed softly. The young man was stunned, his body leaned back slightly, and the hot palm was finally covered with cool nephrite. Every move of a person.

She raised her head slightly, only one figure was reflected in her eyes like autumn water, she smiled softly, "Why are you shy?"

"No", Li Qinghe followed her lead and swayed to the dance music, sweating from the palms that were touching.

"kid"

Li Qinghe's eyes widened in disbelief, with disbelief written on his face.

"What are you hiding from me? Huh?" Lin Gu'an smiled knowingly.

In an instant, the hurried footsteps were brought back by the elders.

"Did you take dance class well?"

"Yes..." Looking down at the other party's suspicious eyes, he quickly explained: "Really, but I don't like dancing with others, so although the class is over, I haven't danced with others since then..."

"Oh~ Then I'm honored to be Miss Li Qinghe's first dance partner." She broke away from the arms around her, and the person holding her hand stubbornly refused to let go. After a turn, Lin Gu'an turned into her embrace again, The soft body was pressed into her arms.

"It should be my honor," Li Qinghe, who gradually became more comfortable, whispered in her ear.

The music is gradually reaching its peak.

The black dress revealed the dazzling rhinestone cufflinks pinned to the shirt when she raised her hand, her not-so-strong arm was raised very calmly, her white hand pressed against her palm, the white dress in her arms swayed and swayed, The same rhinestone waist chain around the waist is dazzling with light and shadow, and the two are shining with the same light.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged her butterfly again. The person in his arms panted lightly, and leaned against her neck and said, "So what are you hiding from me? Huh?"

The hot air and slight tremors of the other party's speech can be clearly felt in the close place.

The inconspicuous Adam's apple rolled, she lowered her head, her light amber eyes were dim.

The next dance song started, and the dominance returned to Li Qinghe's hands.

"I can give you a hint."

"Oh?" The elder raised his eyes casually.

"I should be wearing white today."

"I just said... White tuxedo," she smiled knowingly, and said slowly, "It seems that you are going to take me to the scene."

The elders are like this, they know too much, they guess the riddles too quickly, and they lose a lot of fun.

Li Qinghe slightly pulled the distance between the two of them, and lowered his head against her forehead. The two of them stared at each other, shaking gently on the dance floor, gradually approaching the center.

Mu Ziheng danced around the beautiful woman, a little carried away.

Until Li Qinghe said beside him: "Hey, that wretched-looking guy."

Gritting her teeth, she read her name word by word: "Li Qinghe".

The person who didn't know that he made an [-]-watt light bulb asked casually, "Do you want a birthday present?"

"Hey, hey? Send me off now?"

"reach out,"

Before Mu Ziheng could react, she raised her hand subconsciously, and a bunch of keys fell into her palm.

"Does the BMW Z4 know?" The speaker was still holding the person in his arms, and the gazes of the two never deviated.

"Know,"

"Well, it's waiting for you in the parking lot. In order for you to find it, I opened the hood and put your driver's license beside it."

"Hey?" Mu Ziheng's hands trembled a little, and there was another person who had danced for many years leading him, otherwise he would have stood there blankly.

"Didn't drink a bar?"

"It's all fake wine."

"That's fine, remember to follow us later, don't get too excited and get lost."

The last piano sound of the third dance song fell, the dance stopped, and the court ceremony was bowed.

The hall continued according to the prescribed steps. A group of middle-aged and elderly people went downstairs. The waiter pushed a three-tiered cake, surrounded by the protagonist. After the first cut, a special person took the knife and distributed it to those present. everyone.

Mu Ziheng was still in a daze, with the key in his trousers on his thigh, holding the cake in his hand, and ate it without taste.

Father Mu was still laughing and saying something, and he dragged his friends for many years to go back upstairs to continue chatting

I don't know when, there are fewer and fewer people in the hall, the middle-aged people who left the venue tired, and the young people with dark plans all left.

She looked at Li Qinghe who was retreating from the edge of the crowd, bit her tongue, and finally made up her mind.

In a gap, she quietly left with Yang Siyue.

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The author has something to say:

Happy New Years Eve everyone!Double more present ⊙▽⊙

PS: white tuxedo dresses are mostly worn in the open air