But why does it look like fighting spirit? The two camps are clearly divided.
Everyone saw it, but no one dared to speak out unless it was life-threatening.
Chairman Leng can't afford to offend, and Mrs. Leng and Rui Shao can't afford to be offended either.
It was really a dilemma. They could only please both sides, not to mention how entangled they were.
The emcee was anxious to lighten the atmosphere. He rolled his eyes and realized what he was planning.
"Now let's invite the famous singer Miss Mary to sing a song for the birthday boy to celebrate."
Dressed in a silver evening gown, Mary looked gorgeous as she walked onto the stage with her throat softly opened.
She is worthy of being a big sister in the international music scene. Her songs are majestic, high-pitched and powerful, and extremely shocking.
It was just one song, there was thunderous applause, Mary said a few words of congratulations gracefully and gracefully, and ended with a happy ending.
The emcee's slightly high-pitched voice sounded, "Everyone, Mrs. Leng's singing is very good. How about we ask her to sing a song?"
The crowd responded with thunderous cheers, the light shone on Qingting, and everyone looked over.
Qingting was stunned, her face a little stiff, who could bully her so badly? She was obviously tone-deaf and her singing was extremely bad, so she never exposed her shortcomings in public.
Leng Qirui glanced at her lightly and said with a smile, "My wife has caught a cold and her throat is uncomfortable. It is not convenient for her to sing tonight. Why don't we and I perform ten-finger play for everyone to cheer up daddy's birthday banquet."
This is much more sentimental than the suggestion just now. The husband and wife perform together, no matter how you look at it, your blood is boiling, and the cheers of the people are even more enthusiastic.
He stood up and took the initiative to extend his right hand, showing a gentleman's demeanor.
Qingting pursed his lips and smiled, put his hand on his big palm, a hint of tenderness overflowed from his eyebrows, "Can you play the piano?"
Qi Rui helped her onto the stage, and the two walked side by side, their matching back figures making others admire her.
"Of course, your husband knows a lot, don't underestimate me."
In full view of everyone, Qirui and Qingting walked hand in hand to the piano, sat down together, and looked at each other, showing a perfect understanding.
A pair of big hands and a pair of small hands were placed on the keys at the same time, and a familiar melody sounded. A liebesgruss (praise of love) is relaxed and elegant, sometimes affectionate, sometimes gorgeous, the two people's fingers are flying, they cooperate tacitly, and express their emotions.
The music gradually weakened and ended, as if the lovers were still murmuring, lingering for three days.
At the end of the music, the two looked at each other and smiled, with endless sweetness in their eyes, and endless love.
The crystallization of a couple's love is extremely appropriate to use on this occasion. It is a metaphor for love, full of deep affection, and makes people envious.
The two people stood up, intertwined their fingers, and bowed to the guests, a perfect curtain call.
A beam of light shines on them, refracting thousands of rays of light, like two luminous bodies, shining brightly and complementing each other, creating a good story.
Everyone looked at him with envy, "Chairman Leng, you have raised a good son. With a son like this, what could you ask for?"
Leng Zongkai was very proud, "Where there is."
"A beautiful son and a beautiful wife, so enviable."
"Hahaha." Leng Zongkai smiled happily. It is indeed very honorable to have such a pair of children.
The son is calm in the face of danger and has the demeanor of a general. The daughter-in-law is generous, elegant and calm, and has no stage fright at all. The two of them are in perfect harmony.