"Qingdie! You are so powerful! I can't even help you!" When Mr. Su saw Qingdie, he pretended to be angry and said!
"Old man, what are you talking about?" Qingdie stood aside and said with a sweet smile, "How dare Qingdie not listen to what the old man said. I just think that tonight is the old man's great day, and I always have to do things.
Okay, this way you won’t lose the old man’s face!”
"You kid!" Mr. Su's anger was completely eliminated by Qingdie's words, and his face smiled like a flower, with wrinkles squeezed together, showing indescribable kindness. "Sit down quickly! You eat
Have you got anything? Are you cold? Drink some wine to warm yourself up!"
"Okay!" Qingdie responded and sat down.
"Is this Miss Meng Qingdie?" a young nobleman next to him asked.
Qingdie looked at him and saw a young noble man with a handsome face and a gentle smile. His eyes were clear and calm, but he had the power to penetrate people's hearts. He also carried an innate sense of kingship.
Qingdie was sensitive to the awed attitude of the people around him, and after thinking about it for a moment, he had vaguely guessed his identity. But Qingdie was just calm and direct.
looked at him.
"This is Mr. Gao!" Mr. Su saw Mr. Gao talking and quickly introduced him to them. Although he tried his best to look calm, Qingdie still caught the respect and caution hidden between his eyebrows.
"Hello!" Qingdie said lightly. Since they are not planning to disclose his identity, there is no need for her to show that she has understood everything. Besides, even if he is the emperor, in her eyes, he is just an ordinary person.
Just people.
"You are very different from the rumors!" Mr. Gao said.
"Really?" Qingdie said lightly, looking indifferent.
"What kind of dance is this! Why have I never seen it before? Did you teach them?" Mr. Su noticed Qingdie's coldness and was afraid that she would say something disrespectful, so he quickly turned to ask Qingdie.
Latin dance was being performed on the stage, and the tropical-style dance made the audience scream. Some old stubborns cursed shamelessly, but their eyes were still fixed on the stage, unwilling to even blink.
Qingdie looked at the different reactions in the audience with cold eyes, and then looked at Mr. Su next to him. His eyes were full of admiration and surprise, and he admired the old man even more in his heart. So he said, "Yes. This dance is called Latin dance."
"Latin dance? Did you create it?" Mr. Gao asked in surprise.
"no!"
"I wonder who created it? I—" He realized his gaffe and quickly covered it up by saying, "Why have I never heard of it?"
"There are many things in the world that you have never seen or heard of!" Qingdie said lightly.
"How dare you be so rude! How dare you be rude to my young master! What crime do you deserve!" A high-pitched voice suddenly sounded next to him. Qingdie looked towards the source of the voice and saw a sissy man with his eyes widened and his orchid finger stretched out.
Pointed at her and shouted.
"Presumptuous!" Mr. Gao frowned and shouted, while smiling at Qingdie and said: "What the lady said is that there are indeed limits to what you can know in life!"
Qingdie felt that his contribution was valuable, so she smiled lightly and said: "Knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing. As long as everyone takes what they need!"
"Everyone gets what he needs!" Mr. Gao said with a smile, "I'm still very curious about Latin dance! I wonder if Miss can answer it for me?"
Qingdie smiled lightly and thought, if I tell you that this is a popular dance from a thousand years ago, I would be surprised if you are not scared to death. But how can I tell you? You can't start with Cuba, let's go to Latin America.
So just tell him the entire modern history of the world. Of course, she will never do such a troublesome thing. How to tell him? Tell him directly that she doesn't want to talk?
"Look, Wen Ying is about to sing!" Yunxi on the side spoke up at the right time, diverting everyone's attention and relieving Qingdie.
While everyone was looking towards the stage, Qingdie gave Yunxi a grateful smile.
"I came from the mountains with orchid grass and planted it on the campus. I hope the flowers bloom early——"
Dressed like a little princess, Wen Ying stood on the stage and sang the song "Orchid Grass" with her immature childish voice. Although it was not very good, her innocent voice still moved the people present.
The whole night was filled with the flight of her innocent voice.
When the song ended, warm applause erupted from the scene. Qingdie saw Wen Ying's innocent face and couldn't hide a hint of shyness amid the excitement. What a lovely child!
"Wow! You sang so well!" The host walked to the middle of the stage and praised Wen Ying: "Can you tell sister who taught you the song?"
"It was Qingdie who taught me!" Wen Ying said shyly, "Qingdie also taught me many beautiful songs!"
"Oh, really? Can you sing one for everyone to listen to?"
Wen Ying nodded, singing and dancing sweetly: "Our motherland is like a garden, the flowers in the garden are so bright, and the beautiful sunshine shines on us, -"
Qingdie did not hear the singing and dancing behind her, because someone spoke in her ear: "Qingdie, it's bad, Bi Zhu has lost her voice!"
Bi Zhu is the girl singing "One Cut Plum" tonight.
Qingdie suddenly raised her head to look at the girl in front of her, her face was full of anxiety, "Qingdie, what should I do?"
Qingdie stood up, patted her shoulder and comforted her: "Don't worry, nothing will happen! I'll go over and have a look!" He nodded to everyone and turned around to leave.
"Bi Zhu! Don't be nervous, nothing will happen!" In the dressing room, Qingdie comforted Bi Zhu who was crying because of nervousness, "Relax a little! Come and take a deep breath with me!"
Bi Zhu shook her head. No matter how hard Qingdie tried, she was still nervous, so of course she couldn't sing like this.
"Then what should we do? It will be Bi Zhu's turn to take the stage soon!" Su Wenshu was also a little anxious at the side!
"Delete this program! Go directly to the next program!" Qingdie said decisively.
"No!" Su Wenshu stopped: "The program list has been sent out and cannot be deleted."
"So what? Do you want her to do it like this?" Qingdie asked.
Su Wenshu, out of desperation, got wise (who knows whether he got out of desperation or had ulterior motives?), and said: "Qingdie, come on!"
"What?" Qingdie flatly refused: "No, I won't go!"
"Qingdie! It's urgent! Just save me!" Su Wenshu grabbed Qingdie and begged.
"Isn't it just a show! I don't understand why you have to be on it!" Qingdie said firmly.
"Qingdie, you said, we can't break our promises to others!" Su Wenshu said seriously, "Do you want us to break our promises to others?"
"Also, I think you already know what kind of distinguished guests there are tonight!" Su Wenshu said in a serious tone.
Qingdie looked at him for a long time and finally said: "Okay! I'll go!"
Isn't it just singing on stage? She even sang for a month when she was in Yangzhou! Is she afraid of this small stage?
"Qingdie, you are so kind!" Su Wenshu smiled happily and greeted everyone, "Everyone, come quickly and help Qingdie put on makeup."
Everything was surprisingly well prepared, even the clothes she wanted to wear. While putting on her makeup, Qingdie couldn't help but wonder if they had already agreed to trick her! But the time was too tight, and she didn't even do it.
After checking the time, the host over there had already announced the curtain as soon as she put on makeup. Su Wenshu pushed her gently behind her, and she appeared in everyone's sight. Even if she knew it was a conspiracy on their part,
I can only finish the singing first and then talk about it.