"The night of the military port is quiet, the waves gently shake the battleship, and the young sailors rest their heads on the waves, and smile sweetly in their sleep......"

In front of the swaying colorful lights, high-pitched and passionate background music, and in front of the 120-inch high-definition projection screen, the chorus of Wang Xiangshun and Pang Yan is in full swing.

Wang Xiangshun's singing skills are well deserved, Pang Yan obviously worked hard in advance, although her voice is not strong, but she still has a unique flavor when she sings, which just complements Wang Xiangshun's high-pitchedness, and one steel and one softness complement each other.

It can be seen that Wang Xiangshun, a senior who is quite conceited in singing, is still quite satisfied with Pang Yan's expression.

At this moment, he sang happily and energetically, and there was a sense of being on the stage with thousands of audiences, and he was singing hand in hand.

Compared with their enthusiasm, the atmosphere of Meng Du and Qingjue sitting in front of the coffee table was a little awkward.

Their main job is to applaud Wang Pang and the others.

Although Meng Du is no longer young, the pleasure of talking to beautiful women has increased unabated, so he keeps looking for words, trying to arouse Qingjue's interest.

It's a pity that he is a one-man show every time, although he thinks he is erudite and eloquent, but he has no effect in front of this cold beauty.

Qing Jue didn't say a word from beginning to end, just sat sullenly and expressionlessly, ignoring Meng Du's various accostings.

Meng Du prepared a variety of drinks and fruit plates, which were full, but Qing Jue never touched a sip from beginning to end.

When Han Fan pushed the door in, he saw such a scene.

"Come on, have a glass of wine with your sister Qing, my uncle is old, and I can't find a common topic! Hey. ”

Seeing Han Fan coming in, Meng Du hurriedly dodged away and said with a smile, looking for steps for his embarrassing identity as the master.

"Sister Qing, you see Wang Ju and Sister Pang singing so lively, what's the point of us sitting still? Why don't we jump in? ”

Han Fan poured a cocktail for Qing Jue and said flatteringly.

This is one of the most luxurious private rooms in Qiandu, which can accommodate 12 people at ordinary times, with all the software and hardware facilities available, and they are all top-level configurations, and trampolines are naturally indispensable.

Qing Jue finally reacted.

She picked up the cocktail that Han Fan had poured and held it up in front of her eyes to look at it, as if admiring the beautiful color of the liquor.

Then she threw her head back and drank it all.

Then, continue to look at the void with a blank face.

Meng Du pouted at Han Fan and shrugged his shoulders, saying that he had long been fed up with the domineering of the iceberg beauty.

What if you are a guest or God, although it is a thousand degrees to make guests happy, but I am at least the big boss here, and I am also the number one person in Binzhou, and you are too proud to ignore it.

Han Fan could see that his uncle was obviously a little impatient.

If it weren't for the relationship between her and Pang Yan, if it weren't for the fact that Qingjue is also a stunning beauty, I'm afraid he would have gone long ago.

Thinking of this, Han Fan leaned close to Meng Du's ear and whispered, "Don't be impatient, look at me." ”

"Wait." Meng Du pressed Han Fan's shoulder and whispered, "How do you kid know that she likes cocktails?" I poured her all kinds of wine and all kinds of drinks, and she wasn't interested, and you poured a cocktail and she drank it? ”

"Because I'm more handsome than you." Han Fan said stinkily. "Okay, look at your nephew and me, let her get high in ten minutes, even if it's an iceberg, she has to melt it for me!"

With that, he stood up with a grin, took off his coat, and walked straight to the large, high-quality expensive trampoline.

Meng Du looked at Han Fan curiously, not knowing what he was going to do.

However, Qing Jue on the side turned a blind eye to this, as if she couldn't arouse any interest in the surrounding qiē, even if someone shot and killed someone next to her, it couldn't disturb her fun of watching the air.

Han Fan didn't care whether Qing Jue paid attention to himself or not, and walked to the trampoline and jumped up with slippers and shoes.

Move your limbs and do a few simple warm-up movements.

Then, the dance began.

He dances very strangely, does not belong to any known dance school, the posture is simple, exaggerated, vigorous, full of wild wildness, and it seems that every movement contains endless explosive power. Sometimes it looks like hip-hop dance, sometimes it looks like ethnic minority dance, but the biggest feeling in the summary is-

This dance is tailor-made for trampolines, and all movements are perfectly integrated with the elasticity of the trampoline.

"This kid ......"

Looking at Han Fan's wonderful dance moves, Meng Du couldn't help but muttered to himself.

He had long known that his nephew was skilled in dancing, but he didn't expect it to be so amazing, no less than a professional dancer.

He put down his glass and applauded vigorously.

At this time, Wang Xiangshun and Pang Yan also just finished up, and the two were quickly attracted by Meng Du's applause and cheers, and they all looked at Han Fan who was showing off his dancing skills on the trampoline with relish.

Han Fan's dance movements became more and more intense, and he had been looking at Qing Jue in the void with an expressionless face, and he didn't know when he shifted his gaze and focused on Han Fan.

Then, as Han Fan's dance gradually entered the climax, and everyone's cheers and applause completely overshadowed the deafening background music, Qing Jue's always expressionless face suddenly rippled.

She seemed to be enchanted, her usually indifferent eyes flashed with a fanatical luster, and her pretty face was full of strong desires that could not be concealed.

The desire to perform.

Finally, she walked to the trampoline and threw the heels off her feet.

And then......

Laugh at!!

In the surprised eyes of everyone, she grabbed her black white-collared jacket and pulled it directly to the sides, and the precious fabric was torn in response.

Then she tore off her torn coat and threw it away, revealing a tight white T-shirt inside, and her graceful figure suddenly stood out.

Then, suddenly, a standard air flips upside down and flips on a trampoline.

This upside-down action is too clean and neat, no less than a professional martial arts performance.

So, Wang Xiangshun, Pang Yan, and Meng Du, who were originally attracted by Han Fan's dance, stopped their applause and applause, and cast their incredible eyes on Qingjue.

Even Han Fan consciously stopped his movements and looked at Qing Jue with anticipation.

Qingjue turned a deaf ear to everyone's attention.

At this moment, she seems to be completely closed in a world that only belongs to her.

In a world where there is only dance.

She stood in the middle of the trampoline, her hands crossed in front of her lower abdomen, her head hanging down, her long black hair falling loose.

Under the effect of the light, she looks like a female ghost who is ready to go.

Han Fan quietly got off the trampoline and, together with the other three, watched Qingjue quietly.

Suddenly, Qing Jue clicked on his toes, and his body bounced high up like a cannonball.

The excellent elasticity of the trampoline and her ingenious strength made her jump almost to the top of her head.

Just when everyone was worried that her head would break the blood flow with this jump, Qing Jue had already fallen from the sky at a rapid pace.

At the same time as it fell, a stunning one-word horse.

Then, before everyone applauded, all kinds of unimaginably difficult actions were staged one after another, like a compact war drum on the battlefield, like a machine gun constantly spraying bullets, which was dizzying and blood-boiling.

There is no doubt that Qingjue's dancing is more professional, more energetic, and more amazing, and Han Fan's performance just now is simply a class axe.

So, Wang Xiangshun and Pang Yan forgot to sing, and Meng Du forgot to drink, all of them were engrossed, standing like statues, and marveled.

They forgot to applaud and applaud, and they were all brought into her world by Qingjue, only the world of dance.

But Han Fan was not addicted.

He took advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was focused on the Qingjue dance and ghostly came to Pang Yan's seat next to the coffee table.

There were Pang Yan and Wang Xiangshun's mobile phones on the coffee table, and he picked up Pang Yan's piece and quickly fiddled with it, and put it back in its place.

Then, he took out a small plastic bottle from his sleeve and poured all the transparent liquid inside into Pang Yan's wine glass.

It only took less than ten seconds to do this qiē, and Han Fan had already rehearsed it many times in advance.

At this moment, Qing Jue fell into his own dance world, while the other three were in amazement at Qing Jue, so no one noticed him.

The core and climax of his punishment mission was this short ten seconds.

All the investigation, foreshadowing, and preparation are in the service of these ten seconds of action.

Qingjue and Pang Yan are inseparable, and they are known to be an iceberg beauty, loyal to Pang Yan, not eating soft and hard, and extremely vigilant, which is definitely a big trouble.

So if you want to make a move on Pang Yan, the first thing is to lead the green trick.

So he made a great effort to investigate Qingjue, and the boss base gave him strong support in this regard.

Han Fan learned that Qingjue likes to drink cocktails and like to dance.

Before following Pang Yan, Qingjue was a top student in the dance academy, and he was the kind that was paid special attention to by the school and was most expected to become a dance star.

Born into a family of dancers, she was born with an almost crazy obsession with dance, a strong desire to perform, and more importantly, she was born with flexible bones and a soft body, which was simply tailor-made for dancing......

It's just that later, I don't know what happened, Qingjue's dream of being a dance star was completely shattered, and he was rescued by Pang Yan in a catastrophe.

Dance, Cocktail......

Han Fan quickly determined that these two pieces of information would be the key factors in his successful support.

So he redoubled his hard work to show off his dancing skills today, oh no, it should be called throwing bricks and attracting jade, and get ready.

Now he has finally succeeded, and his "brick" has successfully attracted the "jade" of Qingjue.

Qing Jue's long-suppressed dance spirit was completely activated, and it was out of control, and by the way, it attracted all the attention of others, creating conditions for Han Fan's crucial ten seconds.

After finishing a qiē, Han Fan looked at the four people who didn't know anything on the side of the trampoline, and let out a long sigh of relief, and the nerves that had been tense suddenly relaxed.

Next, it's time for the show.

He pretended to be obsessed and continued to worship Qing Jue's amazing dancing, but he thought excitedly in his heart.