The long-legged girl made an OK gesture with confidence, "Ready, absolutely no problem." ”

Ling Aohan was relieved this time, until the host called her name, she walked onto the stage again and took out her number plate.

The host took her number plate and looked at it, "Our Miss Ling's number plate is 69, please open your number plate to see who is 69?" ”

His voice paused rhythmically for a moment, then lit up again, "Let's look forward to it, which lucky person is lucky enough to have the opening dance with Miss Ling?" ”

Ling Aohan looked at the audience expectantly, to be precise, her eyes stayed on Xia Chen, her flower-like delicate face, full of expectations, and silently reciting Xia Chen, Xia Chen, Xia Chen, Xia Chen......

Offstage, when the long-legged girl heard the number "69" in the host's mouth, her face changed slightly, isn't it 96?

Worst!

She sighed secretly, looked at Ling Aohan, and then looked at Xia Chen, thirty-six plans, and went as the best plan.

She slipped into the crowd, completely oblivious to the next scene!

"Me, me, me!" A loud voice sounded from the crowd in a high-pitched voice.

His voice attracted the attention of others, and everyone's eyes looked at him, and when they saw his respectful face, their expressions were different, and even Ling Yan's face changed.

The short, fat and ugly rich man, dressed in a bloated silver-white suit, walked triumphantly towards the stage, and everyone made way for him.

Ling Aohan's smile collapsed in seconds, what the hell?

What the hell is this guy?

She's so angry, but she still has to keep smiling.

Seeing the fat man who was a head shorter than himself, the host was a little embarrassed, stepped forward and said, "This gentleman, could you please show the number plate?" ”

This small event was arranged by Ling Aohan, for the sake of novelty and in order to be able to let Xia Chen dance the opening dance with him openly, but the plan couldn't catch up with the changes, how could he kill an extremely ugly Cheng Biting Jin?

The fat man looked at Ling Aohan in a daze, showing his number plate, when Ling Aohan looked at the numbers on it, she still had a little bit of hope, "This gentleman, are you sure you didn't get the wrong number plate?" ”

When coming in, each guest who passes by the door can selectively take a number plate, and the corresponding numbers on it are matched by men and women.

"No, this is the piece I got when I entered the door." The fat man rubbed his fat hands together and asked, "Can we dance?" ”

The host looked at Ling Aohan and asked for her opinion.

Ling Aohan was almost angry, her eyes swept to the audience like bullets, trying to pull out the long-legged girl, but she had already slipped away.

In front of everyone, she couldn't go back on her word, she could only force a smile and nodded to the host.

The band on the side, changing the genre, the light and sweet waltz wanders in the air.

The fat man is not very old, but his appearance is too ugly, and he is so ugly that he stands and dances with Ling Aohan, which makes people feel like a toad wants to eat swan meat.

But the fat man is also a child of a rich family, and he has basic gentlemanly manners one by one, he clumsily stretched out his hand, bent over, made a gentleman's invitation action, and after holding Ling Aohan's hand, he slid into the stage.

Pastel-hued spotlights fall on the dance floor, radiating a cherry blossom pattern that blends with the sweet style of dance music, and even the air is sweet.

Fat people especially enjoy the gaze of everyone, whether it is good or bad, anyway, the beauty is in his arms, this is a fact.

Ling Aohan under the light, his facial features were three-dimensional and soft, the fat man looked a little stupid, and asked tentatively; "What are Miss Ling's mate selection conditions? Like me, a person with a high degree of education, a background, and a good look, is it qualified to pursue you? ”