Under the gaze of the three people, Chu Heng nodded calmly to them, then stepped across the threshold and walked towards them.
A pair of deep, dark eyes revealed a firm and confident look. On his red and clear lips, there was a warm and gentle smile. His straight waist and well-proportioned muscles stretched the stiff clothes just right, making his whole body
They all look so energetic!
Damn it!
So handsome!
Feeling the hormonal breath hitting their faces, the two young women felt their hearts suddenly accelerate a few times, and they felt a faint sense of anticipation for the next teaching.
Both of them are important members of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. They were able to come here to teach Chu Heng how to dance today only because they were outstanding in ballroom dancing and were named here by the leader.
Originally, the two girls were quite resistant to this matter.
Instead of staying in a good office, I come here to dance with others all day long. Who can feel comfortable if this kind of drudgery is left to me?
But now.
But they thought it was a good job.
After all, it’s pretty and delicious!
If a man looks at beautiful women more often, he can live a few more years.
If a woman looks at handsome men more often, she will naturally live longer.
Especially this handsome, stylish, and unique young man in front of me. If you stay with him for a whole day, you will live three months longer if you don't talk a lot!
Thanks to the leaders, thanks to those little hooves in the unit who run away whenever something happens...
"Crack!"
At this moment, Chu Heng came to the three of them and greeted with a smile: "Hello, you three, I am Chu Heng."
This sunny and handsome smile made the two women's breathing stagnate again.
Can't stand it, can't stand it!
He laughs so coquettishly!
Fortunately, the old man was not fascinated by the grandson. After looking at Chu Heng again, he gracefully raised his leg and took a step forward, stretched out a hand, and said with a stiff face: "Hello.
, Comrade Chu Heng, my name is Yang Liangjie, and in the next five days, I will be responsible for guiding and supervising your entire learning process."
"Hello, Comrade Yang Liangjie, I'd like to trouble you next." Chu Heng hurriedly stretched out his hands to shake his hand, and his straight waist also bent slightly, looking particularly humble.
"No trouble, it's my job!"
His posture... his posture made Yang Liangjie very satisfied. A rare stiff smile appeared on his eternally old face. He then slightly tilted his head and loosened his grip on the palm of his hand.
Then, the taller, less intelligent woman also took the initiative to step forward, stretched out her palm generously, and introduced herself with a smile: "Hello, Comrade Chu Heng, my name is Sun Meiliu, and I have been here for the past five days.
You need a dance partner."
Chu Heng immediately put on a fearful look, grabbed her smooth palm and said sincerely: "Hey, you, it's really an honor for Chu Heng to dance with you, Sister Mei Liu, but I don't have any dancing skills.
If I step on your toes later, please be patient."
"Don't worry, sister has been prepared for this." Sun Meiliu raised her foot slightly, revealing the stupid military hook leather shoes on her feet. The front half of the shoes was sandwiched with steel plates...
"I feel relieved now." Chu Heng breathed a sigh of relief, smiled sheepishly, and let go of her palm.
Immediately, another shorter woman also stretched out her hand, looked at him with a smile and said: "Comrade Chu Heng, hello, I am Han Xiping, and like her, I am also your dance partner."
"Sister Xiping, please bear with me." Chu Heng hurriedly shook hands with her.
"Okay, we all know each other, let's start class."
Before Han Xiping and Chu Heng could chat more, Yang Liangjie spoke to persuade them. The old man slowly put the old sterling silver pocket watch in his pocket, turned to look at Sun Meiliu, and signaled: "Go and get someone to give it to him."
Take your measurements."
"Okay, Mr. Yang." As if she was afraid of him, Sun Meiliu hurriedly lifted up her skirt and hurriedly walked outside with rhythmic steps.
"What measurements are you taking? Mr. Yang?" Chu Heng looked over in surprise when he heard this.
Yang Liangjie turned his gaze over and explained expressionlessly: "Clothing size."
"Oh." Chu Heng nodded clearly.
"Now, I'm going to say, listen, if you have any questions, wait until I finish speaking and ask them. No interruptions are allowed during this period."
Yang Liangjie spoke again, without Chu Heng responding, and continued: "Before you learn to dance, first of all, you must remember that before attending the dance, you must not eat onions, sour, stinky tofu or any other food with a peculiar smell. In this way
It would be very rude."
Chu Heng nodded quickly, indicating that he remembered.
"There is also the matter of etiquette." Yang Liangjie saw this and continued word by word: "Westerners pay attention to the so-called gentleman's etiquette. If you want to ask a woman to dance, you need to give her a gentleman's etiquette. If she has family members around her,
If so, you still need to obtain the consent of her family..."
The old man just talked about everything in detail.
Chu Heng also listened very carefully. In the end, he even took out a small notebook and wrote down the important details in case he would forget it later and make a fool of himself and embarrass the country.
After listening for a while, Sun Meiliu came back from outside, followed by a woman over fifty years old, holding a ruler and other things in her hand. She seemed to be a tailor.
When the two came closer, Yang Liangjie just glanced at them and continued to talk about the various rules at the dance without any intention of stopping.
Chu Heng could only listen and write, and at the same time cooperate with the tailor to perform treatments on himself.
only……
Why do you, old lady, always touch my butt?
Chu Heng frowned and glanced at the woman who kept pinching behind him. He always felt that he was being eaten, but there was no evidence.
"Crack!"
"Don't be distracted!"
When Yang Liangjie saw this guy looking away, he suddenly frowned, and like a magic trick, he took out a ruler from behind and slapped Chu Heng hard on the forehead.
"hiss!"
Chu Heng grinned and touched his burning forehead. He glanced at the mahogany ruler in the old man's hand, which could be said to be in the middle of the year. He suppressed the urge to play with it and quickly gathered his thoughts. He sat down and took notes attentively.
Just touch it, you won’t lose the meat...
"By the way, there is one more thing I want to say about the invitation to dance." The old man glanced at this guy's handsome face, and then explained in detail the few rules he wanted to mention in one sentence:
"Although there are very few ladies at a dance who take the initiative to invite men to dance with them, there is always something special about them, so you'd better listen carefully."
"If a lady invites you to dance, out of politeness as a gentleman, you must not refuse! Otherwise, it will hurt the person's self-esteem and offend others."
"Furthermore, if two or more ladies invite you at the same time, you can follow the order of first come, first served, agree to the person in front first, and the others will wait in turn. But be sure to remember, no matter whether they understand this rule or not,
, you have to explain your reasons clearly to those ladies, and don't let them think you are rude."