Chapter 218: The truncation of the movement, the beginning words of the stormy night!
The contemptuous laughter disappeared, and Fangran felt like he couldn't hear anything at the moment.
The entire ball hall seemed to be quiet for a moment. The ladies on the dance floor were still dancing gracefully, but their eyes were uncontrollably attracted to that figure!
The music of the waltz fluctuated as a result, and everyone's eyes were lost.
A trace of surprise flashed in Monica's eyes, and Old O'Brien's hand holding the ruby cane moved slightly, his face expressionless.
A jewel-encrusted hair accessory pinned her long, light golden hair from the side. Her snow-white skin contrasted with the golden brilliance and was shrouded in light. Her light red lips were so exquisite that they felt a little unreal.
"Won't you ask me to dance?"
The golden fairy softly and proudly held up the hem of the golden colored glass skirt and spoke, as if she was arrogant and could not eat the fireworks of the world.
No one expected this form, no one knew how this exquisite and illusory girl appeared, but the result was...
At this moment, a dance partner unrivaled by any of the ladies and gentlemen present stood in front of the young man they had just chuckled at, raising his golden glass-like skirt, as if bathing in glory.
Fangran looked at this scene, recovered from the shock, took a deep breath with a wry smile, and then stood up straight again, his face was full of seriousness, even though he knew that he was not worthy of this top-notch suit and leather shoes, he
I also tried my best to do my best.
Putting his left hand in front of his collar, he was glad that he had finally learned the most basic invitation gesture from Ji Lingyan. Fangran stretched out his right hand, bent down and spoke softly:
"Please give me the honor of holding your delicate hand, Your Majesty."
An imperceptible arc curled up at the corner of the 'golden fairy's mouth. She raised her snow-white neck and put her hand on Fangran's hand gracefully and gently.
The tall and straight young man in the dark suit stood together with the delicate-looking girl in the golden skirt, becoming the center of the dance at this moment!
The high heels shining with light golden light left crisp and powerful sounds on the elegant porcelain floor.
The interweaving color of gold and black was powerful and perfectly inserted into the center of the dance floor!
The musicians in the band were amazed. In this kind of dance party, there were rich and powerful people who were not very focused on dancing but only interested in networking. It was the first time they saw someone who knew the music so accurately!
Still such an amazing young man!
There were exclamations everywhere, and everyone's eyes were filled with amazement. The golden girl seemed like the most beautiful swan in the ball. The golden skirt set off the snow-white elegant shoulders, the white and raised neck, and she turned and closed her eyes with an indescribable expression.
The beauty of metaphor.
"Oh..."
Si Ai couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise. The sudden appearance of the golden girl really surprised and stunned him, but!
When Si Ai looked at the low-key and elegant black-haired young man with lowered eyes who controlled the rhythm of the dance even better than him, Si Ai was really filled with wonder. It was hard to imagine that he was an ordinary young man, but that he looked like a real ancient nobleman.
The golden glazed skirt rotated, brilliant and dazzling, causing everyone around her to subconsciously make room for her.
The result should be that in the grand and magnificent ball hall, under the giant bright chandelier, in the central space of the dance floor, only the young man in a pure black suit, the girl in a golden dress, Si Ai and Si Ai in white suits were left.
Monica in bright silver skirt.
One black, one white, one gold and one silver.
As if by fate or the tacit understanding of all the celebrities around them, the most empty area in the center of the dance floor was reserved for these two pairs of young people with opposite colors but perfect dance steps.
The classical and elegant waltz movement flows and permeates the air from several elegant musical instruments, sublimating the gorgeous and grand scene at this moment.
The figures around him, the spinning skirts and the dazzling lights flashed through his eyes. To be honest, Fang Ran still found it a little hard to believe that he was standing in the grandest ball and became the center of everyone's attention.
Even though it’s just because of the Queen’s glory.
Fangran lowered his head and looked at Ling's delicate face under the light blond hair pinned up by a jeweled hair ornament. He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but he didn't expect Ling to speak first.
"Is your health okay?"
It was still the same condescending voice as usual, but it made Fangran even more afraid to look directly into Ling's same light golden pupils.
So he honestly swallowed the question "My Queen, aren't you sleeping? Why are you here?"
"Ah...well, no problem."
Fangran's eyes wandered, not daring to look at Ling's overly delicate and beautiful face and snow-white shoulders.
"Um."
Unexpectedly, Ling just gave a faint hum and said nothing, and the two of them just spun in the middle of the dance floor.
The dance steps are intertwined with each other, as if they are dance partners who have been with each other for many years.
And looking at the unreal Ling in front of him, Fang Ran, who had never thought that he could be in such close contact with Ling, felt that his mana consumption suddenly increased by one, and his heartbeat quickened and he felt that he was about to move.
At this moment, he was wearing the most luxurious clothes, had a perfect dance partner that no one could match, and became the center of everyone in the grandest scene.
Fangran had never thought of such a scene in his previous life.
After being silent for a few seconds, he suddenly came up with an idea and asked cautiously and hesitantly:
"That Queen, is she worried about me..."
"Did you say something?"
Ling raised her eyes and glanced at him. Fangran was suddenly speechless.
With a subtle hum, Ling continued to dance elegantly in the waltz movement, with precise and perfect steps, like a real princess...or should I say, a queen.
Light golden pupils reflected Fang Ran's appearance, Ling said lightly:
"Oh? It seems like your dance moves can handle the scene even without me."
Holding Fang Ran's hand, Ling spun lightly and spread out her golden skirt. In the middle of the dance, only she and Monica's golden light attracted everyone's attention.
Step by step, stepping on the rhythm of the movement, Fangran perfectly controlled the rhythm of the dance, but when he heard her words, he was still speechless and said:
"Although I barely learned it from the video, it's useless without a dance partner. By the way, can you unlock the mind control first..."
Fangran complained that since he woke up, he had read through what Ji Lingyan wrote to him on his mobile phone several times, and also found the video, and tried his best to write it down. Although he could barely blend in with the crowd without making mistakes,
Sure enough, without Ling's mind control, he still wouldn't be able to be as dazzling as he is in everyone's eyes at this moment.
"Heh, let me untie it for you and see if you get nervous and go wrong?"
Ling glanced at him and said, Fangran suddenly felt unable to refute.
The waltz movement flows, and the beginning of the song gradually reaches its climax in the excitement and glory. Many people finish it at the end and then bow elegantly, but everyone knows it.
The end of the ball song does not necessarily mean the end of the dance. No matter what the specifications are, after the climax of the music, there will always be people who are willing to use difficult rotations and movements to show off their powerful and elegant dance.
If you want to do this at a dance, you need considerable status, status, and enough aura and self-confidence.
The gentlemen, ladies, rich and powerful people present all stopped dancing and looked towards the center of the dance floor. It was obvious that at this moment, the only ones qualified to do so were the two couples in the center.
The music ended abruptly at a high pitch, the violin slipped out its last note, the orchestral instruments closed the last air column, and the opening piece of the dance ended here.
However, everyone turned their attention to the center of the dance floor with Yasuli tile floor!
It's pitch black and pure white, and the gold and silver are about to perform their final dance!
Just when Fangran was wondering why everyone else stopped, he leaned forward with his already uncontrollable body and put his left hand around the waist of Ling's golden glazed dress.
Ling put her hands on his shoulders, wrapped them around the back of his neck, and looked directly into his eyes.
"I realized it was a little late. I have opened the permissions of the black box to you. Remember not to use it arbitrarily."
Ling, who was wrapping her arms around Fang Ran like a lover, said suddenly.
Ha!? Too late to notice? What late? Black box? What is that?
Fangran blinked, not quite understanding what Ling was talking about.
"Anyway, you, a simple and righteous idiot, will definitely have to..."
Ling's last whispered words to herself were not heard clearly by Fangran. Feeling the delicate and soft branches of the fairy in his arms, Fangran now only felt that his drooping face was burning to death.
But in the eyes of everyone, the figure in a dark suit hugged the delicate golden girl in front of him, and the girl gently hugged his neck.
Then it was thrown up in a powerful spin, and the golden skirt rotated off the ground, while Si Ai and Monica on the side also did the same!
Two graceful figures were lightly thrown up, and the gold and silver were like bright flowers blooming under the light, dazzling with brilliance!
In the end, they landed gracefully, as if marking the beginning of the ball.
But before everyone could praise and applaud from the bottom of their hearts, they heard...
boom!!!!!!
Heavy roaring explosions came from outside!
The ball hall began to shake violently like a box! The ceiling suddenly trembled, and the crystal chandelier on the edge suddenly shattered!
The light was dim! The ground tilted! Many ladies screamed instinctively!
An unknown sudden crisis suddenly started outside the closed ball hall!
Before he could be shocked, Ling's figure slowly disappeared in front of him. Darkness instantly invaded Fangran's eyes. Haiji, who had been left on the deck railing just in case, Zhenyu flew up!
During the sharing of vision, Fangran saw the deep man he saw last time speaking enthusiastically again, holding up an unknown blue scepter and falling into the sea, shouting! Passionate, fiery and crazy!
"Oh God!!!!"
"When I call you at dawn, there is no response! When it gets dark, you don't make a sound!!!!"
"Then this roaring water is just for me!!!"
"Be the spokesperson for your destruction of the world!"
On the black surface of the Pacific Ocean, a huge roaring explosion on the left side of the Night Pearl is still burning, and thick black smoke is rising!