After saying this, Gao Qingsong turned around and left Hong Xinshu and returned to the place where Zhang Xiaojian and the others were to talk and laugh.

Hong Xinshu, who was standing in the corner, felt that his brows began to jump unconsciously, he was so angry, Gao Qingsong's words just now really stimulated him.

After living for fourteen years, his greatest reliance was on his family.

In a big fart place like Jiangcheng, except for a few top people who really can't be provoked and can't be reached, he feels that he can call the wind and rain.

When I came to this small broken party today, I was first treated as a waiter, not to mention, and I also witnessed an unknown young man who was three billion as soon as he made a move, and finally found that the girl he was chasing was probably not able to be provoked by himself, and he was slapped in the face by Gao Qingsong.

This kind of taste is not pleasant.

If this were him a year ago, Gao Qingsong buried him like this, he should have already started to move.

He has always been conceited, and he really can't bear this kind of discomfort, so he took a deep breath, and he didn't know what to think about in his little head.

After thinking about it for a while, Hong Xinshu seemed to be sure what he wanted to do.

He didn't think it was too much, and it wasn't in vain to toss this trip today.

So smiled.

I'm still mature.

Hong Xinshu didn't feel that his thoughts were childish like a retarded mind.

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In this world, there are not many people like Hong Xinshu, whether they are rich or not.

Every teenager seems to go through this stage, and the general characteristic in this stage is that they will think that they are the most unique and awesome people in the world, that their own views are the most correct opinions in the world, and that those who do not agree with their own opinions are SB.

Coupled with the fact that they have generally not experienced any stimulation or major blows, such teenagers are often as fragile as a piece of paper, and they will feel that they have suffered a great insult at the slightest.

That's why Hong Xinshu felt that he had to do something to fight back.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't know about these things, but when he saw that Gao Qingsong and Hong Xinshu didn't seem to be talking so happily, he asked after Gao Qingsong sat down: "Who is that?"

Gao Qingsong thought for a while and said, "A little kid, his brain is sick, I couldn't help but say a few words to him just now." ”

Wang Wan'er and Su Yu glanced at each other, and Su Yu saw the worry in Wang Wan'er's eyes and said, "It's okay, under this public, he doesn't dare to do anything excessive." ”

Gao Qingsong turned his head to look at Su Yu and asked, "How do you know him?"

Su Yu said helplessly: "I can't talk about acquaintance, just one day Miao Miao in the same group said that someone wanted to know me, so he didn't introduce himself after meeting, Xiao Miao Miao introduced everything, I knew that he was the son of a big business boss, but how old was he, and he started to pick up girls?"

"And then?"

"Then I haven't seen it, and I haven't replied to WeChat, it's too childish, and when I speak, I'm in the society, and I don't know where I learned it. ”

"Then this is Miao Miao today?"

Wang Wan'er said: "I didn't tell Miao Miao, but there were other friends in the same group who came, and it is estimated that it reached Miao Miao, and then it caused this trouble." ”

Zhang Xiaojian didn't care when he heard a joke and said: "It's not okay, when it comes to the next show, let's not sit here and talk all night." ”

Wang Wan'er rolled her eyes again and said, "Don't say it, I want to cut the cake now, hurry up and end it, this mess of people is really annoying." ”

Zhang Xiaojian smiled and said: "No, everyone is here to celebrate your birthday, what should I do, what is the next process?"

Wang Wan'er thought for a while: "It seems to be dancing..."

Zhang Xiaojian: "Huh?"

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To be honest, Zhang Xiaojian has never participated in this kind of slightly bourgeois birthday party.

In his memory, celebrating a birthday is a group of good friends having a meal, blowing out a candle, and then going to a bar or KTV to have another fun.

So when the DJ hired by the event planner showed up on the lawn of the villa to DJ, why did he feel so embarrassed?

He seemed to be the only one in the audience.

When the spotlights shoot out neon beams to set off the lawn in a dreamlike way, everyone in the audience begins to writhe their bodies to the rhythm of the music.

Zhang Xiaojian's body was stiff, and his limbs were not coordinated, so in order to make himself look different, he used the timeless nod method.

Move the click, move the click, and nod to the rhythm anyway.

Not to mention, after clicking for a while, Zhang Xiaojian gradually found his senses, and felt that he had not only found the trick of nodding, but also that nodding like this should cure cervical spondylosis.

In the past two years of work, he has been facing the computer every day, and he does have a bit of cervical spondylosis....

Nodding with him was Ye Mozhu, the two of them were stuck in a rhythm, occasionally the music changed speeds, and the beats dropped together.

"You can't jump?"

"Yes. ”

"As it happens, I won't either. ”

The two of them chatted as they looked into the middle of the dance floor.

Su Yu entered, raised his hands, moved his waist, and stuck into the rhythm of the music, light, beautiful and natural.

"Sister Su Yu's dancing is so good-looking. Ye Mozhu said enviously.

Of course, Zhang Xiaojian knew that Su Yu could dance, and replied: "It's not unusual, after all, I've danced since elementary school." ”

"I learned that when I was a kid, too. ”

"Then why wouldn't you?"

"The folk dance I learned..."

Here Ye Mozhu's voice fell, Bai Yang nodded and came to Su Yu's side, Ye Mozhu thought that Lao Bai and himself were the same nodding players as Zhang Xiaojian, but who knew that Bai Yang stretched out his arms after a musical interlude, and came to a perfect machine dance, causing a scream.

Ye Mozhu was stunned: "Lao Bai can." ”

Zhang Xiaojian was not surprised: "Lao Bai played hip-hop dance seriously when he was in junior high school. ”

"Then why didn't you learn from Lao Bai. ”

"I learned, a one-handed support didn't hold the fall hurt, and then I never played again. ”

"Stupid. ”

Zhang Xiaojian looked at Gao Qingsong with a smile: "This guy shouldn't be bad, after all, he has been in major night clubs all year round." ”

Ye Mozhu heard this, and there was a little expectation in his eyes.

Gao Qingsong entered, came to the middle of Su Yu and Bai Yang, and began to jump and nod while waving his arms.

After dancing wildly for a while, the music turned, and Gao Qingsong stood still with his arms crossed.

Zhang Xiaojian stared and said: "This is going to be a fan, and the dance must be good." ”

Ye Mozhu was even more looking forward to hearing this, the music in his ears turned from low to high, and the deafening accent drum beat and music formed a sound wave that swept the audience again.

At the first accent, everyone on the dance floor almost changed their stance.

Only Gao Qingsong didn't, Gao Qingsong jumped up again, nodding his head and waving his hand... Repeating what he had just done.

Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu glanced at each other and figured it out.

Just now, Gao Qingsong hugged his arms and stood still, isn't that a fan and other music?

Blaming Gao Qingsong for living up to his expectations, Zhang Xiaojian's afterglow happened to catch a glimpse of Hong Xinshu, who happened to enter the bartender table behind him.

Then Zhang Xiaojian saw him waving to Su Yu, with a smile on his face, and there was a little bad in his smile.