There were sixty-four people in the second class of high school. They took sixteen taxis in total and followed Wang Fei's Maserati to the Allure Crown Hotel.
In the banquet hall on the fifth floor of the hotel, Wang Fei booked a side hall with an area of about 300 square meters.
From any angle, this is an extremely generous move.
After a group of students got off the taxi and entered the hotel, they were immediately shocked by the magnificent hall of Qingcheng Crown. Among the students studying in Changqing No. 1 Middle School, most of them have ordinary family conditions. Even in daily life,
There is no chance of entering an ordinary four or five-star hotel.
Not to mention such a luxurious place.
Therefore, standing in the lobby of Qingcheng Crown, these students from Changqing No. 1 Middle School seemed a little at a loss. Some dignitaries who came for dinner in the evening also looked over curiously after seeing so many students appearing here.
Those sights made the students in Class 2, Grade 3, feel even more uncomfortable.
"There are a lot of people. Let's take the elevator separately. There is a side hall on the fifth floor. You can just go up. When you get to the fifth floor, service staff will take you there."
Wang Fei said with a smile and walked towards the elevator first under the guidance of the waiter.
A group of people went up to the fifth floor in a rather chaotic manner. The students exchanged excitedly in low voices along the way. The buzzing sound made the waiter who led the way had to smile and advise everyone to keep their voices as low as possible to avoid disturbing other guests who were dining.
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Although the sound insulation effect of the private rooms is very good, there are always some people eating in the hall.
After entering the side hall, looking at the luxurious decoration in the entire hall, the buffet-style delicacies that had been laid out, and the waiters standing quietly by the wall, several girls were so shocked that they finally couldn't help but admire them.
There was a sound.
"We have a large number of people, so I arranged the hotel to be like a party. All food is served in a buffet style. If something is finished, the waiter will replace it with a new one as soon as possible. Drinks and wine will be served in the buffet."
There are them on the wall. If you are too lazy to pick them up, you can ask the waiter to get them for you. Okay, I won’t say anything else. Let’s eat first. After we finish eating, we will move on to the next activities.”
Wang Fei stood on a stage in the middle of the side hall against the wall, holding a microphone, and continued in a loud voice: "Tonight, this hall belongs to you! Let's have fun!"
As Wang Fei finished speaking, quite dynamic music suddenly sounded throughout the hall, and the lights dimmed slightly.
Food was placed on stands and tables around it, but there was a large space in the center of the hall.
Then two men wearing half-masks and tight-fitting clothes suddenly walked out from behind the stage where Wang Fei was standing, and then stood directly in the center of the open space.
The students in Class 2, Grade 3, were all stunned, and for a moment they didn't know what the show was about.
"How can we have a meal and drink without a show to add to the fun? These two are nationally famous street dance experts that I specially invited. Everyone can enjoy the top street dance performance while eating. I hope this arrangement will satisfy everyone."
Wang Fei stood on the stage holding a microphone, enjoying the looks from the students in the audience.
Although he knew very well that the reason why these students showed mixed emotions of admiration and envy was just because of the wealth he displayed.
But Wang Fei didn't care. He never thought it was shameful to rely on his background and money to gain the kindness or flattery of others.
What do people want when they live in this world? It is money and power! Those so-called noble people who despise money and power are just sour grapes in their hearts.
This world is realistic, and people's hearts are also realistic. Wang Fei likes this feeling. He has money and power. He can use these realistic things to control real people, and then let those people do things that make him happy.
matter.
This gave him a sense of accomplishment, as if he could control a person's destiny.
"They seem to be...the Divine Dance King? Yes! It's them! The pair of hip-hop geniuses shown by the talent show!" A boy finally recognized the identities of the two people standing in the middle of the open space and couldn't help but shout.
There was a sound.
"Dancing King of Gods and Demons? Holy shit! It's them! I've seen their hip-hop videos, they're awesome!"
"This Wang Fei is really generous. Inviting the two of them to dance will cost a lot of money..."
As someone recognized the identities of the two people present, more and more students remembered their origins.
For a while, exclamations in the stadium erupted one after another, and Wang Fei's proud mood became even more intense.
Talent Show is the most successful talent show for civilians in China in recent years. Although the copyright was purchased from abroad and all planning plans were copied from overseas, the overall effect is still unparalleled among domestic talent shows.
King.
Any contestant who comes out of a talent show will often become famous overnight as long as they have enough personality.
The Divine Dancer is one of the best, and was the top eight contestant in the national finals of the first talent show.
However, due to some limitations of hip-hop itself and the extent of its promotion in China, its final ranking among the top eight was not high.
But this cannot deny the strength of the two.
In fact, since the Dance King of Gods and Demons entered the finals of the talent show, many new hip-hop enthusiasts have emerged across the country, mainly middle school students in the age group of thirteen to sixteen or seventeen.
It can be said that the two of them are extremely popular figures in the eyes of students.
So tonight, I suddenly found that two members of the God, Demon and Dance King group were standing in front of me. The students in Class 2, Grade 3, couldn't help but get excited.
Many girls among them are also fans of the two. The mechanical dance full of power and visual effects has always been an art that kills both men and women.
"Why do I think these two people are here to target me?" Qin Anyi raised his eyebrows and whispered to Wei Dong.
"Huh?" Wei Dongzheng stared at the two people in the middle with unblinking eyes. Qin Anyi's abrupt question made him stunned for a moment.
After thinking about it, he frowned and said: "It's really possible. Wang Fei likes this method very much. He uses some professional experts to show how stupid the people he wants to attack are. Although it is normal for ordinary people to be inferior to experts in various special fields.
But I have to say that his method is actually very useful. People are always used to making excuses for themselves, but they never make excuses for others."
The two of them were talking in a low voice when the music in the hall suddenly changed to a different style. A series of preludes with a strong rhythm sounded. The two people standing in the middle suddenly started dancing to the music!