He told her with dark eyes: Don't force it.

Then, the lip flap lifted: "Didn't you say that the leg injury was inconvenient? ”

Lan Xixi knew that he was worried that she would show her stuff or embarrass him, but this level would have to be passed sooner or later.

She smiled lightly: "It's okay, everyone is so happy, I don't want to spoil the fun." ”

After saying that, she let go of his hand, and under the gaze of everyone, she slowly walked to the middle and began to dance.

Immediately afterward, everyone was amazed!

Lan Xixi danced the 'love' danced by a well-known British dancer, and no one else danced except her!

Because this dance, telling the sad story of a girl who lost her favorite person, not only has a great demand for dance skills, but also has quite high requirements for emotions, most ballet dancers can't experience the sadness of love, and can't integrate the dance into it, so that no one dares to challenge.

Now, Lan Xixi stands under the night sky, dancing elegantly, with sad eyes, just one performance, bringing people in, directly giving people a kind of pain that cannot be withdrawn from the depths of love.

Look at her again, dancing slowly, the movements are smooth and graceful, each dance is like a silent narration, so that the night sky has also become the background picture of her story, beautiful and moving.

In the end, she fell to the ground in a weak dance posture with her whole body pulled away, dying.

In just two minutes, it is heart-wrenching and sentimental to watch.

"Oh, wounded angel, I'm so sad. Bo Wanwan's tears fell, and she cried uncomfortably and choked.

Yun Anxian also said: "I'm old, I can't see this kind of scene dance, Jiaojiao, you acted very well." ”

The others were also surprised and shocked.

How is it possible, how can Lan Jiao dance this dance?

Not to mention that she may be fake, let's just say that before, it was difficult to challenge this kind of situational dance.

Among them, including Bo Zhan Ye.

Since he met Lan Xixi, she is ordinary, ordinary, either busy taking care of Xiaomo, or busy with Yaya, or work, she has never seen her dance, and even the last time at the auction party, she couldn't dance a simple waltz well, how could she dance ballet in this short time?

She, what else did he not know?

In everyone's amazed and surprised eyes, Lan Xixi slowly got up from the ground, looked at everyone's expressions, and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Since she left the last charity gala, she knew there was a good chance that she would encounter the demands of ballet again, so she has been researching how to get started quickly.

She has a little bit of her own skills, but naturally she doesn't dare to compare with professional people, so she aims to fall on the situational ballet, as long as the performance is good enough, the dance posture is secondary.

And this dance, during the time when she was locked up in the Bo family, and during the few days in the Lan family, she would secretly practice hard every day.

If you want to get through, fool around, it's enough.

She walked up to Song Fei'er: "Miss Song, I heard that some teachers used to judge you for your lack of emotion in dancing, if you have time, I can indeed teach you some skills." ”

Song Feier was commented by a well-known teacher in a competition, she was too professional, but lacked the most important emotion, so that the third runner-up was not elected.

This incident has been on the news and has been overwhelmingly reported, which is an eternal wound in Song Fei'er's heart!

Now, Lan Xixi not only jumped well and crushed Song Fei'er, but also stimulated with this deepest thorn.

It's just a deliberate humiliation!

Song Fei'er's face was blue, she froze in place, her angry teeth clenched, and her shoulders trembled.

How could Lan Jiao dance out of that dance and humiliate her so much!

It must be deliberate, it must have been prepared in advance, and I want to slap her in the face anytime and anywhere!

Looking at everyone's appreciative gaze from Lan Jiao, Song Fei'er felt like a clown, humiliated, defeated, and faceless.

She stomped her feet, turned around, and ran away with red eyes.

Lan Xixi's delicate little face did not change, and she did not sympathize with Song Fei'er at all.

Because if she didn't think of this method, practiced diligently, and couldn't dance just now, she would be the one who lost, and Song Fei'er would inevitably ridicule, sarcastic, difficult, and targeted.

Therefore, there is no need to be soft-hearted towards the enemy.

"When will you dance ballet?" a deep, magnetic voice sounded.

Lan Xixi came back to her senses, only to find that Bo Zhanye stood in front of her at some point, and her eyes that were too dark and deep were shrouded in strange feelings, and she couldn't understand them.

Was he surprised that she could dance ballet and stimulate his Song Fei'er?

She said: "I've always been a little fur, and I practiced a lot some time ago, but I didn't expect it to come in handy." ”

She said it very naturally and casually, but she didn't care about such a wonderful dance.

Bo Zhanye's gaze at her was a little more meaningful, and he stared at her for five seconds before he looked away:

"Eat something and rest for a while. ”

Yun Anxian said: "Give Jiaojiao the most tender lamb chops." ”

As soon as he heard the delicious food, Lan Xixi's eyes lit up: "Thank you, grandma." ”

Bo Chunfeng and Chu Chuning looked at Lan Xixi's happy posture, their eyes were puzzled and disappointed:

"What's the matter, didn't you say that she must have a fake, how can she dance ballet?"

"I don't know, I just wanted to see her make a fool of herself when I pulled Song Fei'er over, but it turned out to be ......"

"Shut up, I think you're guessing. ”

“......”

Bo Chunfeng is not interested, no, he still has to try!

He refused to stop and moved to Lan Xixi's side: "Aunt Jiu, the dance you just danced is so beautiful~~ This is the chef's new southern dish tonight, try it." ”

Lan Xixi's eyes fell on the dish with full color and flavor, it was a plum vegetable button meat, when he was a child, he participated in a banquet, and there must be this dish on the table.

She doesn't hate it, she doesn't like it, and Lan Jiao doesn't dare to be interested in this type of dish at all.

She already knew Bo Chunfeng's intentions in her heart, and she said lightly: "Take it away, have you forgotten that I hate eating these greasy and pickled dishes the most?"

The sound was so loud that everyone present could hear it.

The corners of Bo Chunfeng's mouth twitched, embarrassed: "Oh, I forgot, Aunt Jiu'er is sorry, I just want you to try it." ”

Lan Xixi didn't smile, and said in a friendly voice: "It's okay, but Chunfeng, you asked me for a dead man's signature before, the implication is not good, you have to pay attention next time." ”

It sounds like a reminder, but it falls in the air like a bomb!

Ask for a dead man's signature!

Is it a brain disease or a mental problem?

Yun Anxian was immediately annoyed: "Bo Chunfeng, you don't do your job all day long, and you still do such a foolish thing, do you think you have nothing to do! If you have nothing to do, go to the ancestral hall and copy the scriptures with your uncle!"

Bo Chunfeng's young and handsome face turned white, and he explained in a panic: "No, grandmother, I'...... I didn't pay attention either. ”

"If you don't pay attention, it means that you have a bad brain and a bad mentality, so you should copy it. ”

Bo Chunfeng: "......"

I wanted to test Lan Jiao, but I ended up in trouble.

It's miserable.

Next, the family reunion continued.

Everyone laughed and laughed, sad and sad, and each had their own thoughts.

A simple girl like Bo Wanwan is completely unaware of the previous dark tide surging, fighting openly and secretly.

Ten o'clock in the evening.

Lan Xixi took the initiative to hold Bo Zhanye's arm and said to everyone:

"I had a great time today, thank you for preparing such a lively party, grandma, it's not early, you go back to the room early to rest, and I and Zhan Ye also took Xiaomo back to the room to rest." ”

Yun Anxian nodded, kind and friendly, and smiled and asked Sister-in-law Zhang to help her back to the room.

Lan Xixi ignored Bo Chunfeng's gloomy and unwilling face, held Xiao Mo in one hand and Bo Zhanye in the other, and turned to leave.

Finally, the success was over.

It's dangerous.

As soon as he returned to the room, Lan Xixi let go of Bo Zhanye's wrist and said to him:

"I'm not going to sleep with you tonight. ”