Chapter Ninety-Six: The Dance of the Wind
Long You swallowed a delicious red sausage and looked at the fat cow with a nonchalant look, "Underground female tsar? Even if she is alive, what if the tsar is alive, I don't just poke her to death with one finger if I provoke her...... Hey, why are you looking at me like that, don't think about it, I mean you can kill her with just one finger...... You, okay, I won't explain, and you can't really explain it to a lewd person like you. ”
The fat cow squinted his eyes and shrugged his eyebrows, looking at Long You as if he had discovered a new continent and said, "Eh, don't you say that this may be a really good idea, aren't you very good at picking up girls?" Let's just take her down, and when I need to be promoted, I can ask her to help. ”
"Fat Niu, do you know that I already despise your character, don't let me even despise your soul, okay?" Long You raised his two middle fingers and shook them together in front of the fat cow's eyes.
"Cut, if you don't have this ability, you will admit defeat directly, and pretend to be pure, I look down on you......"
"I look down on you......"
The two are like two children who have not grown up, disliking each other and playing with each other......
But it didn't take long for the host of the banquet to stand in the middle of the venue and start announcing the start of the banquet.
Everyone put down their glasses and applauded the biggest guest of the banquet, Prime Minister Shiyanov, who took the stage to speak.
Prime Minister Shiyanov's background is complicated, having served in the army, he has also been engaged in financial work for a long time, and in recent years he has done a lot of fruitful work on Russia's financial debt problem. He is white and clean, with a strong body, and a Chinese face looks very majestic.
At this moment, he stood on the stage with his glass in his hand, and raised his glass to the guests below with a smile, "Ladies and gentlemen, good evening, it is a pleasure to be here to participate in this banquet of Russia's Independence Day, fifteen years ago on June 12, our Russia officially became a sovereign state, and I am honored to be here today to preside over this celebratory dinner on behalf of Mr. President. Among you here, there are financial giants, Russian heroes, and the best people from all walks of life gathered together to celebrate the greatest holiday of the motherland. Let us raise our glasses and wish the motherland a more prosperous, stronger and more prosperous! ”
Hearing this, Long You remembered that today is this so-called Independence Day.
It may be that the beginning of Russia's founding seemed a little unorthodox, so at the initiative of the first president, Jelcyin, the Russian parliament adopted this holiday, which is more symbolic than practical. In the hearts of the people, the festivals that can be taken off anyway are all good festivals, so everyone doesn't care to follow and slowly get used to this day.
But Longyou, a half-baked Russian, doesn't have such a good memory, on weekdays, at this time, he is either on a mission or training in the base, and after Longyou occupies the body, he doesn't take this festival seriously, so after Sianov said this, he remembered that this was the case.
Drinking and drinking, anyway, I don't remember to drink or not, Long You didn't care so much, he picked up the dark beer and drank it all.
"Alright, let's have some fun on this happy, happy holiday. "Musical ...... "Sianov is a rather practical person and is not interested in making long speeches on stage, so after saying what needs to be said, the entertainment is announced.
The first is the wheel dance, an ancient Russian collective dance, in which some dancers, possibly pre-arranged, run out of the rooms on either side of the hall, and the girls slowly form a circle in long sara skirts, slowly following the circle in small steps to the rhythm of the music.
In Moder's memory, he had seen this dance, and when it came to the fast dance steps later, men could also join in.
Long You had an idea, he had been bored at home in the hospital for so many days, he might as well find a game to play and let himself relax. So he used that very useful technique again, and he imitated the dance moves that Moder had seen in his memory.
As the music got faster and faster, Long You wiped the oil stains on his mouth, unbuttoned his suit with care, stepped on the beat of the music, and suddenly joined in.
The guests on the stage were watching the actors' performances, and who knew that a guy in a suit thought that the choreographer's director had an ingenuity to make the actor wear modern clothes to make it all look more dramatic.
I saw the man on the field, shuttling back and forth around the actress flexibly with the music, every movement, every movement, every movement, seemed so harmonious and natural. Some of the female guests watched the performance while exchanging words with their girlfriends, as if they were talking about the art troupe of this cold-looking, but handsome young man, and some of the girls couldn't help but want to dance with him in person.
It's just that everyone didn't see that outside the dance group, there was an actor in traditional costumes who was looking at Long You in the field in surprise, he really didn't understand that he participated in the event as he did on weekdays, and he would be robbed of his job halfway.
However, he had to pay tribute to this job-grabbing colleague in his heart, because he danced so well, every movement and every expression was as perfect as a textbook.
At this time, as more and more people watched, some people who were familiar with Moder slowly recognized him and exclaimed in amazement.
Some of his colleagues and commanders in the army said, "He's Moder, that's the Russian hero...... That pervert who took down a gunship with a grenade! Of course, he said the last sentence very quietly.
There are also some people in the political or business circles who do not know his combat experience, "He is the Russian hero who saved children in the water park, I didn't expect him to be so good at dancing, it's amazing." ”
Of course, those young girls who are in full bloom are indispensable, "Wow, so handsome...... Able to be literate and martial, Moder is simply the perfect man in my heart. ”
Shapova and Sasha were on the periphery of the crowd at first, not seeing Longyou's movements, until the two of them stared at each other with wide eyes when people were talking about the name.
They had all seen Long You dancing in the ballroom before, but this kind of traditional Russian dance was not something that ordinary people could dance, so they didn't expect Long You to have such a good interest in performing in public in this banquet hall.
When the group of enthusiastic and active little girls talked about going to dance with Long You, the vigilant nerves in Sasha and Shapova's minds immediately became vigilant. They glanced at each other, and before the little girls, they bravely ran towards the dragon in the middle of the field.