"What do you mean I bully her? She can beat ten of them, but I dare to bully her? Didn't you see that she just wanted to rush up and beat me? She scared me to death!"
Mo Wen patted his chest and said "aggrieved".
"You are not allowed to bully girls in the future. Men should know how to be tolerant, humble and sensible. How can you argue with a woman?"
Shen Jing glared at Mo Wen, not saying whether he was right or wrong. Just now he deliberately angered others, which was wrong.
"Madam is right. Change, must change." Mo Wen said with a smile. After living between Qin Xiaoyou and Shen Jing for a while, he became more and more proficient in being a good boy.
Shen Jing rolled her eyes at Mo Wen and snorted softly in her heart. She said it so lightly and probably didn't take it seriously.
Afterwards, Mo Wen and Shen Jing went to the dining area to prepare something to eat. The party lasted for a long time and had various entertainment activities. Only when they were full would they have enough energy to play.
Of course, not every passenger will come to the welcome party, but it would be great if more than 60% of the people attend.
"When eating, don't look around, and maintain proper etiquette and quality." Shen Jing placed a glass of juice in front of Mo Wen, signaling him to concentrate on eating.
"There are so many rules." Mo Wen looked back and muttered.
"Shouldn't one show one's grace and quality in this type of social setting? Otherwise, how can one make valuable friends?" Shen Jing placed a plate of sliced steak in front of Mo Wen.
"It's always others who ask me to make friends." Mo Wen said in a very disgusting manner.
"Smelly." Shen Jing said in a funny tone.
At 7:30 in the evening, there were more and more people on the deck. There were neatly dressed men and beautiful and elegant ladies everywhere.
The captain of the Sword began to appear in the scene. An old white man in his fifties or sixties, his name was John or something. His name was too long, and Mo Wen didn’t remember it anyway. After a speech, the old captain announced the start of the party. The party It is divided into several modules, including places for making friends, places for viewing and leisure, and places for entertainment.
"Do you know how to dance?"
Jian Mowen looked at the dance floor not far away and asked quietly with a smile. The dance is usually a core part of the party. Gentlemen and girls usually use the dance to make friends who can be helpful to them, which has a strong purpose.
Of course, there are also people who dance purely for entertainment.
After the captain's speech, the dance party had begun, and melodious music surrounded the open-air dance floor. Even those who did not participate in the dance, many people looked to the other side from a distance.
"I don't know." Mo Wen said honestly. He just thought that the men and women dancing together on the dance floor were too immoral.
"I'll teach you later. Men in the upper class must have this kind of social skills." Shen Jing said with a smile.
"Do you know how to dance?" Mo Wen looked at Shen Jing in confusion.
"Of course." Shen Jing nodded and smiled. For them, etiquette classes are compulsory courses.
"You are not allowed to dance with others in the future." Mo Wen said a little depressed. Since Shen Jing knows how to dance, he must have danced with others before.
"Can't you be more generous?" Shen Jing was speechless. How small-minded this little man must be to make him jealous. She hadn't attended a dance in a long time.
"If you want to dance from now on, just dance with me." Mo asked.
"First of all, you must be able to dance, at least know some simple dances, and then you can dance with me." Shen Jing snorted, this man is really domineering.
"Didn't my wife teach me? For my wife, making a little sacrifice is nothing." Mo Wen said with a smile.
"I dare to teach you how to dance ballroom, but you still have to make sacrifices."
Shen Jing's eyes widened and she looked at Mo Wen in disbelief. She wanted to open his head and see what kind of weird logic he had in his mind.
…
After eating, Shen Jing took Mo Wen's hand and walked to the dance floor.
The dance floor is large enough to accommodate many people dancing together. There is a starry sky above your head and grass below your feet. The stars are dotted and beautiful.
As soon as the two walked to the dance floor, many people's eyes were attracted. Of course, those people were not looking at Mo Wen, but at Ms. Shen Jing next to him. She was tall, dignified in manners, and the bright and moving Shen could easily become the star of the dance floor. focus.
"Sir, may I ask your female partner to dance?"
A tall and handsome white young man in a black dress came over and nodded to Mo Wen. At the dance, only the male partner's consent could be asked before he could invite his female partner to dance.
"no."
Mo Wen almost didn't think about it and refused outright. He actually dared to ask to dance with Shen Jing in front of him. If his temper hadn't improved a lot now, he might have slapped him to death.
The young white man was slightly startled. It was so rude that someone at the dance refused someone else's request so directly. He subconsciously looked at Shen Shen aside.
Shen Jing didn't say anything, just gave him an apologetic look.
The young white man sighed and smiled awkwardly, "Sorry to bother you."
After saying that, he turned around and walked back.
"When you reject others, you should do so tactfully." Shen Jing rolled her eyes at Mo Wen.
Mo Wen smiled and nodded frequently. As for whether he listened to it, only God knows. The world he lived in always only talked about fists. Does it work to talk about etiquette?
"Beautiful lady, may I have the pleasure of asking you to dance?"
Just as the white young man left, another yellow young man came over. He actually ignored Mo Wen and directly invited Shen Jing.
"Sorry, I only dance with my husband."
Shen Jing frowned slightly. If you don't respect others, you will naturally not be respected by others.
"Madam, I am from Fusang Country..." The yellow young man frowned, seeming a little unwilling.
"Sorry, I have to dance with my husband."
Shen Jing didn't even wait for the man to finish speaking. She took Mo Wen's hand and passed him by, walking straight to the dance floor.
"I don't know how to appreciate..."
The young man from the Fusang Kingdom turned gloomy, looked at Shen Shen's back, whispered something, and then turned around and left.
…
"Left foot forward and switch feet together."
"Stupid, it's not your right foot, it's your left foot..."
"Left rotation, oh, it's left rotation, not right rotation..."
…
On the dance floor, a man and a woman danced a waltz awkwardly. The waltz is also called a waltz. The dance steps are simple and easy to learn without losing the elegance and grace of the dance. Therefore, it is the most common dance in social dances.
Many people's eyes were attracted by the dance of the man and woman. It was the most clumsy dance in the dance. There was no grace in the dance at all. On the contrary, it was very weird.
From time to time, there were some uncontrollable laughter in the venue, but most of them were kind smiles, because everyone could tell that it was a woman teaching a man to dance. Such things rarely happen at dances, or even at all. It's impossible. After all, this is a social dance, not a dance studio where dance is taught.
No one noticed anything wrong with that, but instead found it very loving and interesting. The man and woman were completely immersed in their own world. The man was serious about learning, and the woman was teaching with all her heart.
Care about other people's eyes.
As time went by, more and more eyes were attracted to her, and many of the dancing partners on the dance floor looked over there from time to time.
The man was obviously dancing for the first time, but everyone was surprised to find that the clumsy dance was obviously not graceful, but it had an indescribable temperament, as if the two of them were not dancing in the world, and were aloof from other things.
Chuchen! This adjective rose in many people's minds. The two of them had an aura of Chuchen more and more. That kind of temperament could not be explained at all. The dancing in the field seemed to be unique to that pair of men and women.
"That man has a very strong ability to understand. Have you noticed that his dance steps are becoming more and more proficient?"
A dancing lady on the dance floor asked her male partner in a low voice, obviously focusing on that side.
"Now I wonder if he is deliberately pretending not to know how to do it. A person's ability to accept it cannot be so strong." Her male companion said in surprise.
"I feel like that man has already learned dancing in an etiquette class for several years. If he continues to dance, I doubt he will directly surpass my level."
An aristocratic lady looked at Mo Wen on the dance floor in amazement. At first, everyone thought his dancing was poor, but as they continued to watch, they found that he had more and more aura.
Not to mention others, Shen Jing, who taught Mo Wen how to dance, was more and more surprised. His dance steps went from being clumsy before to becoming more and more proficient, with a faint sense of everyone's style. The most important thing is that dancing with him became more and more seamless.
The sense of fit is a perfect fit between mind and body, and the coordination with the dance partner is almost flawless, as if you can know what others are thinking in advance every time, and then coordinate harmoniously.
"You may be a natural dancer."
Shen Jing said with some admiration, maybe Mo Wen's dancing skills are not as good as those dance experts, but the harmony between mind and movement is unmatched.
"Your husband is an expert in everything he does." Mo Wen said proudly.
"Smelly." Shen Jing rolled her eyes at Mo Wen.
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"Damn it!"
At the edge of the dance floor, Jiang Siyin was holding a glass of red wine and looking at the dance floor with a distorted face. The woman he had longed for was actually dancing with others on the dance floor. Everyone could tell that it was not for socializing.
Dancing is more about fun between lovers.
When Yang Ting told him before, he still didn't believe it. He knew very well how difficult it was to pursue silence. But now that he saw it with his own eyes, how could he not be angry.
"Boy, just wait for me."
Jiang Siyin turned around coldly and left the dance floor, not even caring about his dancing partner.
"Sister, that man is so abominable. I'm so angry when I see him now. If I weren't on the cruise ship, I would have beaten him so hard that I wouldn't even recognize him."
In the distance, there is a row of deck chairs under the side of the ship, where people can enjoy the sea scenery. At this time, Zheng Shuangshuang was lying on the chair, holding a glass of juice in his hand, but had no intention of watching the night view of the sea, and stared fiercely at the dance floor in the distance.
It's so disgusting that that bastard actually became the center of attention on the dance floor.
"Shuangshuang, girls, don't be so violent. Only if you are gentle and considerate will some people like you, right?"
Gu Jingman slowly pulled her gaze back from the sea and looked curiously at the social dance floor: "Let me see who dares to bully the two beauties in my family. I will teach you a lesson..."
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