"Hey, what's your name, can I do a dance?"

"Well, I'm sorry, I don't know how to dance, so why don't you find another boy. ”

"Hey, handsome guy, can you please do the next dance?"

"Rumba? No, sorry, I'm not going to be ugly. ”

"Hey, pretty boy, how does it feel to kiss Joyce just now? Miss Ben has taken a little interest in you, and I will invite you to invite me to a dance. ”

"I'm glad you're interested in me, Miss, but it's a pity, the first dance, I have to dance with my dance partner. I'm sorry for you to be smart. Cheng Weiliang raised his eyebrows.

The game was followed by a series of dances, in which he rejected waves of ladies who had come to the corner of the couch to invite him to dance, and now, a young girl who seemed to have the temper of a big lady.

"Hmph, Tu Baozi! no grace!" the arrogant lady threw down a sentence angrily.

She saw that this man who had just been in the limelight in the game and had a good figure refused the invitation of others to dance one after another, and she had the idea to show off to her friends that if she was out of the horse, she would definitely succeed.

I didn't expect this guy to be so short-sighted, and he rejected himself like those vulgar fans!

After she returned to her circle of friends, she told her buddies and sisters a lot of bad reviews about him who was not a gentleman and didn't understand the rules.

Ladies who attend high-society balls and refuse to invite him to dance without a valid reason are considered impolite and ungentlemanly.

So after Cheng Weiliang rejected several ladies one after another, his reputation gradually spread in the ball, and he suddenly changed from the "most tacit couple" who was quite popular before to "a dirt bun who doesn't know the rules".

Some of the second ancestors who were jealous of Cheng Weiliang's previous limelight and received kisses from two beauties, even took the opportunity to slander him as "not a player in our circle, but the son of a nouveau riche who won the lottery", "a fool who can't dance and has never seen the world", "an outsider who loves vanity without an invitation card and sneaks into the ball" and so on.

Gradually, no one came to invite him anymore, and he became unpopular.

"Liang Dashao, didn't you say to dance? You see that you are about to be listed as the least popular men now, and you still want to think about it?" Zhao Yazi turned around and teased him.

She and Cheng sat in a corner of the dark ball hall, chatting on the sofa, sipping some food while watching the dancing of the people who were swaying wildly to the deafening music in the distance.

"Don't worry, wait until I finish appreciating this 'Most Blessed Couple' medal, which I won with great difficulty. ”

Cheng Weiliang held her shoulder with one hand, and held a special couple medal with excellent workmanship and a very artistic pattern awarded to him by Joe in the other, and he couldn't put it down.

Joe, a woman, really has a lot of time to spare! In a prom game, she can make a few valuable commemorative medals, and it looks like the handiwork of a master craftsman.

I have to say that she is too leisurely. But it just so happened that he was cheaper.

"Put it away, it's a souvenir worth keeping for a lifetime. Cheng Wei Liang happily put the other piece of the couple's medal in the palm of Sister Yazi's hand.

Zhao Yazi glanced at him and nodded silently. It is indeed worth remembering, this is the first time that the two of them have been together openly and won by tacit understanding.

……

"Hey, Sister Zhao, why don't you and him dance? He Chaoqiong just finished dancing, walked out of the dance floor, came here to sit down and rest, and asked Zhao Yazi with a smile.

She saw the next games and a few dances, and the tacit couple did not move, either nesting in the corner of the sofa and chatting, or quietly watching other people's dances, she was a little strange.

"Well, he's a little tired from work these days, and we came to the dance party at the invitation of a friend, and we just wanted to dance. Zhao Yazi replied to her.

Speaking of which, she was also a little puzzled, didn't that guy shout to dance before he came, but after a few dances at the ball, she felt a little strange that he hadn't moved.

However, tonight the two can be together without restraint, she is already very satisfied, and she doesn't really care if she dances or not.

Zhao Yazi and He Chaoqiong sat together and chatted for a while, but before Cheng Weiliang, who went to the bathroom, came back, she was a little puzzled, why did he go for so long?

She hesitated to look for him, but then she thought that he had probably met an old friend, maybe he was catching up. She'd better wait.

"What about Liang Dashao, why haven't you seen him all this time?" He Chaoqiong asked when she saw that she hadn't seen the figure of Mr. Liang for so long.

"He went to the bathroom. Zhao Yazi said a little embarrassed.

"Gone for so long?" He Chaoqiong was quite surprised, she remembered that she had been here for a long time, and she had not seen the figure of that gentleman before she came.

"How can a gentleman leave his girlfriend alone for so long? "Miss He, who is resolute, dragged Zhao Yazi's hand and was about to act.

Zhao Yazi was pulled off the sofa by the enthusiastic Miss He, and it was difficult to refuse the hospitality, so she had to leave the corner and come to the noisy central dance floor.

They looked at the crowds in the surrounding corners and the people dancing on the dance floor, trying to find Cheng Weiliang.

As they searched around, the dance seemed to come to an end, the lights above the dance floor came back on, and the dancing crowd began to disperse and walk back to their seats.

Suddenly, all the crystal chandeliers on the top floor of the hall that illuminated the hall as bright as day went out!

The whole masquerade scene was pitch black!

"What's going on, what's going on?

"Oh my God, it can't be so miserable as a power outage, right?"

The crowd on the dance floor, which had not yet fully dispersed, screamed.

However, their screams didn't hold the bell, and a bright searchlight lit up, and a pillar of light hung in the center of the bandstand in front of the dance floor.

Everyone looked curiously in the direction of the light source, and found that the musician was gone, and instead stood a young man with a guitar and a silver mask on his head.

"Oh, isn't this the most thoughtful couple?"

"What does he want to do?"

The crowd on the dance floor buzzed.