Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Xu Jiaojiaoâs eyes lit up. â1 wonder what kind of performance itâll be? Iâm looking forward to it.â
Tiantian looked at Xu Jiaojiaoâs expression of anticipation, and she looked troubled. She gave Jiaojiao a friendly reminder. â1 think you should⦠lower your expectations.â
Before Xu Jiaojiao could ask why, the lights on the stage went dim. The first performance of the annual gala had already begun. The first performance was from the weebs of the technical department who specialized in technology.
The men, some big and some thin, wore traditional Chinese clothes as they went on stage. Then, they began to sway their waists and hips with the music. Their arms swayed up and down, as if they were creating a scene of waves.
Xu Zhengyang was dressed in white traditional Chinese clothes and stood at the most eye-catching position. He was wearing a cheap, fake mask as he held a microphone in his hand. Finally, he started singing very half-heartedly.
âCome in the wind, go with the waves,
âEveryone here we call our mates,
âThe heavens and hell do not hear us
âThe world is in complete chaos.
âYou toast, and Iâll drink.
âWe laugh in the face of destinyâ¦â
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Xu Zhengyangâs song was actually not too bad. It was ear-piercing, but that was still acceptable. The problem was the men in traditional Chinese clothes dancing like zombies behind him. The whole thing was just⦠indescribable.
Qi Shenbai rubbed his temples. His tone was cold as he asked Pei Yan, who was beside him, to note that no one from the technical department would be allowed to appear in the annual performance from now on.
Pei Yan nodded profusely. He really could not bear to watch the scarecrows dancing on the stage.
They even twerked, urgh!
In contrast to the audience, the dancers became more excited as the song went on. They were completely oblivious to the pain and suffering of the audience below the stage.
âI donât live up to my reputation. The tides, they change every day!
âI donât deserve my reputation, drunk on the hundred poems of the gods.â
After the men finished waving their sleeves, they took out a few roses from goodness-knows-where and winked at the audience below the stage. They even blew a few kisses.
âI hope you liked that, guys!â
Tiantian was fine at first, but when she saw the flowers and kisses, she started to feel uncomfortable too. She hugged herself and sobbed. âI donât know if the guys liked it, but I sure didnâtâ¦â
During the performance, Xu Jiaojiao lowered her head and almost hid under the table. Her tone was sorrowful as she said, âIâm so sorry for the failures of my family. Ah, our hard-earned honorâ¦â
After Xu Zhengyang left the stage, Xu Jiaojiao poked her head out from under the table and said cautiously, â1 donât think many people in the company know that Iâm Xu Zhengyangâs sister, right?â
Tiantian took a deep breath to calm herself down. She nodded and said, âDonât worry. Basically, only the secretarial department and the technical department know about your relationship withâ¦â
Before she could finish her sentenceâ
âXu Jiaojiao, why are you here?â
Xu Zhengyangâs voice suddenly rang out. When the people around them heard his voice, they looked at Xu Jiaojiao curiously.
Xu Jiaojiao wanted to cry.
The heavens wanted her dead!
Although Xu Zhengyang was no longer wearing his stage costume, Tiantian still felt dizzy when she saw him. She suddenly felt like vomiting, so she quickly stood up. âIâm going to the washroom.â
As soon as Tiantian left, Xu Zhengyang took her seat. He kept looking at Xu Jiaojiao up and down, his fingers playing with her braids curiously. âSister, you look great today. It seems that youâve inherited my beauty. Nice!â
âI inherited Momâs, not yours.â The corners of Xu Jiaojiaoâs mouth curled up slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she still followed her heart and said, âDo you really want to sit beside me? Donât you want to sit somewhere else?â
To be honest, she did not want to attract everyoneâs attention.
âTsk.â Xu Zhengyangâs long and narrow eyes swept across the crowd. He ignored the curious gazes and gently tugged at Xu Jiaojiaoâs braid. âIf 1 donât sit next to you, who are you going to give this seat to? The pervert Qi?â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
After saying that, he even looked in Qi Shenbaiâs direction.
Coincidentally, Qi Shenbaiâs eyes happened to be looking in their direction too. Their eyes met, and Xu Zhengyang tugged at Xu Jiaojiaoâs braid as if he was provoking him.
Xu Jiaojiao did not know that Qi Shenbai was looking in her direction at that time. She punched Xu Zhengyang. âLet go of my braid right now! Itâs going to fall apart because of you.â
Xu Zhengyang leaned back casually. âIf it does, Iâll just braid it back for you.â
âI donât want you to braid my hairâ¦â Xu Jiaojiao said gloomily..