国产精品自在拍在线播放

Xu Jiaojiao’s eyes lit up. “1 wonder what kind of performance it’ll be? I’m looking forward to it.”

Tiantian looked at Xu Jiaojiao’s expression of anticipation, and she looked troubled. She gave Jiaojiao a friendly reminder. “1 think you should… lower your expectations.”

Before Xu Jiaojiao could ask why, the lights on the stage went dim. The first performance of the annual gala had already begun. The first performance was from the weebs of the technical department who specialized in technology.

The men, some big and some thin, wore traditional Chinese clothes as they went on stage. Then, they began to sway their waists and hips with the music. Their arms swayed up and down, as if they were creating a scene of waves.

Xu Zhengyang was dressed in white traditional Chinese clothes and stood at the most eye-catching position. He was wearing a cheap, fake mask as he held a microphone in his hand. Finally, he started singing very half-heartedly.

“Come in the wind, go with the waves,

“Everyone here we call our mates,

“The heavens and hell do not hear us

“The world is in complete chaos.

“You toast, and I’ll drink.

“We laugh in the face of destiny…”

H ii

Xu Zhengyang’s song was actually not too bad. It was ear-piercing, but that was still acceptable. The problem was the men in traditional Chinese clothes dancing like zombies behind him. The whole thing was just… indescribable.

Qi Shenbai rubbed his temples. His tone was cold as he asked Pei Yan, who was beside him, to note that no one from the technical department would be allowed to appear in the annual performance from now on.

Pei Yan nodded profusely. He really could not bear to watch the scarecrows dancing on the stage.

They even twerked, urgh!

In contrast to the audience, the dancers became more excited as the song went on. They were completely oblivious to the pain and suffering of the audience below the stage.

“I don’t live up to my reputation. The tides, they change every day!

“I don’t deserve my reputation, drunk on the hundred poems of the gods.”

After the men finished waving their sleeves, they took out a few roses from goodness-knows-where and winked at the audience below the stage. They even blew a few kisses.

“I hope you liked that, guys!”

Tiantian was fine at first, but when she saw the flowers and kisses, she started to feel uncomfortable too. She hugged herself and sobbed. “I don’t know if the guys liked it, but I sure didn’t…”

During the performance, Xu Jiaojiao lowered her head and almost hid under the table. Her tone was sorrowful as she said, “I’m so sorry for the failures of my family. Ah, our hard-earned honor…”

After Xu Zhengyang left the stage, Xu Jiaojiao poked her head out from under the table and said cautiously, “1 don’t think many people in the company know that I’m Xu Zhengyang’s sister, right?”

Tiantian took a deep breath to calm herself down. She nodded and said, “Don’t worry. Basically, only the secretarial department and the technical department know about your relationship with…”

Before she could finish her sentence—

“Xu Jiaojiao, why are you here?”

Xu Zhengyang’s voice suddenly rang out. When the people around them heard his voice, they looked at Xu Jiaojiao curiously.

Xu Jiaojiao wanted to cry.

The heavens wanted her dead!

Although Xu Zhengyang was no longer wearing his stage costume, Tiantian still felt dizzy when she saw him. She suddenly felt like vomiting, so she quickly stood up. “I’m going to the washroom.”

As soon as Tiantian left, Xu Zhengyang took her seat. He kept looking at Xu Jiaojiao up and down, his fingers playing with her braids curiously. “Sister, you look great today. It seems that you’ve inherited my beauty. Nice!”

“I inherited Mom’s, not yours.” The corners of Xu Jiaojiao’s mouth curled up slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she still followed her heart and said, “Do you really want to sit beside me? Don’t you want to sit somewhere else?”

To be honest, she did not want to attract everyone’s attention.

“Tsk.” Xu Zhengyang’s long and narrow eyes swept across the crowd. He ignored the curious gazes and gently tugged at Xu Jiaojiao’s braid. “If 1 don’t sit next to you, who are you going to give this seat to? The pervert Qi?”

After saying that, he even looked in Qi Shenbai’s direction.

Coincidentally, Qi Shenbai’s eyes happened to be looking in their direction too. Their eyes met, and Xu Zhengyang tugged at Xu Jiaojiao’s braid as if he was provoking him.

Xu Jiaojiao did not know that Qi Shenbai was looking in her direction at that time. She punched Xu Zhengyang. “Let go of my braid right now! It’s going to fall apart because of you.”

Xu Zhengyang leaned back casually. “If it does, I’ll just braid it back for you.”

“I don’t want you to braid my hair…” Xu Jiaojiao said gloomily..