Genius Club.

Chapter 135 Girlfriend

The rich sound of the cello joined in, mixing with the vibrato of the violin, raising the pitch and making the entire golden hall ripple.

Several pairs of men and women, with their spinning steps and flowing long skirts, passed between the two of them, leaving behind the aroma of perfume and blurry light and shadow.

Lin Xian was a little surprised.

Zhao Yingjun used to...

Obviously I never dance.

"A little bit." Lin Xian replied.

"Dance with me."

"it is good."

Zhao Yingjun stepped forward on tiptoe, placed his left hand on Lin Xian's shoulder, then brushed past him and turned half his body.

Lin Xian took a step to the left, stretched out his left arm to block Zhao Yingjun's lower back, and took over this round.

The sound of the cello faded.

The sound of the violin solo aroused people's hearts. Zhao Yingjun stepped back and forth among the notes in her high heels, accurately stepping on every beat.

Lin Xian also followed Zhao Yingjun without any hesitation, holding her slender waist with his right hand and holding her left hand, and slid across the dance floor in small steps.

Tango is not difficult to learn.

At the College of Arts at Tunghai University, ballroom dancing is a very popular elective course. If you are a little slow when choosing the course, there will be no spots left.

There are more boys than girls in the art academy. During the practice stage of this course, the few boys were like tools, having to cooperate with many girls to practice dance steps.

Maybe this is why this course is so popular...

Lin Xian grabbed this course during his sophomore year, and he was a dance partner to many girls that year.

Perhaps it was because she was the school host, had a good image and was of a suitable height, many girls in class liked to find Lin Xian as their dance partner, and some even lined up for him.

The classes that year were really tiring...

From the moment he entered the dance studio until the end of the class, Lin Xian kept spinning, spinning, dragging his waist, and spinning.

He thought he had danced all the tango he would ever learn in that semester.

did not expect……

I can make up one more lesson here today.

"You dance really well." Lin Xian agreed sincerely.

Zhao Yingjun smiled:

"You're not bad either."

The two danced so skillfully and passionately, yet they never touched each other.

The essence of tango lies in the pulling of feet.

For an expert, tango is like playing the piano, while for a novice, tango is like practicing Wing Chun.

"Does Donghai University also teach tango?"

"I can teach some of the most basic things, but not anything so complicated." Lin Xian answered truthfully.

"Then why are your skills so good?"

"This dance music is very famous." Lin Xian turned around and pulled the two people who had strayed from the center of the dance floor back:
"Many movies have used this song. Directors are very fond of this dance music. As long as there is a tango plot, this song "One Step Away" is often indispensable. I have watched it many times and learned it."

"For example?" Zhao Yingjun raised his head.

"Scent of a Woman." Lin Xian replied:
“A great movie and a classic dance sequence.”

Zhao Yingjun chuckled, turned his head, and looked at the men and women passing by:
"I've seen that movie. The heroine is very beautiful."

"Gabriel Anwar." Lin Xian said:
“But I’m old now.”

"Everyone will grow old. There is no one who will not grow old."

Zhao Yingjun let go of Lin Xian's left hand, spun around in her high heels to the beat of the music, and held Lin Xian's hand again:
"It seems that you like watching movies very much. I noticed when we chatted before that you always have knowledge about movies at your fingertips. You are very knowledgeable. Are you very knowledgeable in this area?"

"That's not the case."

The dance has come to an end, all the harmonies have stopped, only the violin solo is slowly and slowly playing with gradually weakening vibrato:
"It's just that I watched a lot of movies." Lin Xian said calmly.

……

The sound of the violin strings stopped abruptly.

When the whole piece of music ended, the men and women in the dance floor were either chatting and laughing, or clapping quietly.

Lin Xian and Zhao Yingjun came to the outer dining table and sat down. The waiter brought tableware and wet towels.

Zhao Yingjun ate snacks without saying anything, as if he was thinking about something.

Lin Xian leaned his elbows on the table, looking at the neon night scene of Donghai City outside the window, thinking about the scene of the new Donghai City in his dream.

"Hehe, Senior Lin Xian!"

The sudden laughter from behind interrupted Lin Xian's thoughts.

He turned around and looked back...

"Sister Yingjun, long time no see!"

The beautiful girl in front of me was greeting Zhao Yingjun with a smile.

The aqua blue dress fits her graceful body like gurgling water flowing down the mountains, crystal clear, as if elves are dancing. With her pretty dark brown hair tied up in a bun and paired with a beautiful headdress, she has the style of a Disney princess.

but……

She is indeed a princess.

Not a Disney princess, but a princess from Donghai City.

"Anqing, why did you come out just now?" Zhao Yingjun pulled Chu Anqing to sit down and looked at the exquisitely dressed little princess:

"This dress is so beautiful. Where did you tie your hair? I've never seen it tied like this before."

"This is troublesome!" Chu Anqing seemed to be in a good mood. She smiled happily and shook the hair accessories on her head:
"I don't know how I got it done. My dad hired a stylist to do it for me. It took a long time. How do you think, Senior Lin Xian? Does it look good?"

"nice."

Lin Xian praised truthfully.

It is said that there is no harm without comparison. He had always had a high opinion of Chu Anqing. After experiencing CC's difficulty getting along with, willful, stubbornness, and backtalk in his dreams... he felt that Chu Anqing was even more adorable.

She was really beautiful in this outfit, full of the smell of gold.

As someone from the fashion circle, Lin Xian could tell at a glance that Chu Anqing's outfit was very expensive.

But if you think about it carefully, it makes sense. As Chu Shanhe's most outstanding "treasure", shouldn't he show it off at such a grand New Year's dinner of the East China Chamber of Commerce and at his own occasion?
"Just now my father kept pulling me to say hello to the uncles and aunts."

Chu Anqing held Zhao Yingjun's hand and said:
"I actually saw you guys a while ago and wanted to come say hello to you... but I was stuck over there, so I finally had some free time to come look for you guys."

Say it.

Chu Anqing looked up at Lin Xian with a smile on her face:
"Senior Lin Xian, everyone is calling you Donghai 007 now! It has spread all over the school! You already have many junior fans, and they are waiting for you to come back and give lectures."

"forget it."

Thinking of the last time when there was no students in the combined classroom, Lin Xian felt it was a bit funny:

"This is not something to brag about. I wouldn't dare to do it again."

……

Zhao Yingjun smiled as she watched the two people chatting happily.

Women know women best.

The moment she saw Chu Anqing coming to find Lin Xian, she probably guessed the origin of Lin Xian's invitation letter.

Normally, Chu Anqing would have some doubts about Lin Xian, who is not a member of the East China Chamber of Commerce, appearing here, right?
But looking at her now... it's as if she knew Lin Xian would come. She looked around at the two of them and smiled:

"An Qing, it's such a lively party, why don't you think of dancing?"

“No one invited me.”

Chu Anqing is also a down-to-earth girl. She spread her hands:
"It's like this every year. No one dares to dance with me."

This sentence made both Lin Xian and Zhao Yingjun laugh.

you do not say.

This would be fine if it happened in school.

Inviting someone's young daughter to dance on Chu Shanhe's territory, at Chu Shanhe's party, right under Chu Shanhe's nose...

How tactless a person can do such a thing?
Even if someone really invited him, Chu Shanhe would not take it seriously. He might not be such a petty person.

but……

Who dares to bet?

Not every time you touch a dragon's reverse scale, something bad will happen, but no one dares to touch it.

Lin Xian tried to put himself in Chu Shanhe's shoes and imagine... if he had a daughter as beautiful as a flower, 17 or 18 years old, and a boy hugged her and danced with her...

hiss!
Blood pressure has risen.

"An Qing, if you don't mind, let Lin Xian dance with you. He's a good dancer."

"Ah?" Lin Xian's blood pressure instantly dropped to zero and he looked at Zhao Yingjun.

"Eh? Is that okay?"

Chu Anqing blinked and looked at Zhao Yingjun.

"Of course." Zhao Yingjun turned his head and looked at Lin Xian:

"May I?"

Lin Xian looked at Chu Anqing in confusion, and Chu Anqing also looked at him:
"May I?"

?

Did you two discuss this?

Lin Xian had no choice but to smile and agree:

"Of course, you can, but An Qing, you are a professional dancer, so just don't blame me for holding you back."

Since these two women have brought it up, can I still refuse them in person?

I can only be an emotionless dancing robot.

"I mainly learn folk dance. I'm not very good at ballroom dance." Chu Anqing smiled and walked to Lin Xian:

"I still need you to teach me!"

exactly.

As one dance ends, another begins.

The lights in the hall dimmed instantly.

The jumping drum beats followed and the warm lights rotated in the hall.

A short and lively violin ensemble started instantly, with trombone and cornet interweaving as accompaniment. The cheerful rhythm made the whole venue lively.

Waltz of Spring Sounds

A waltz piece that couldn't be more classic.

Chu Anqing looked up at Lin Xian, who was a head taller than him. The rotating lights danced in her eyes, outlining bright star rings.

Lin Xian stretched out his right hand, and Chu Anqing's elegant fingertips touched it, and the two of them stepped forward together onto the dance floor.

The gentle plucking of the violin strings, like the chirping of a lark, filled the entire venue with the atmosphere of spring.

As men and women in the dance floor paired up, put their arms around each other's shoulders and held each other's hands and spun around, the cellists also joined in the accompaniment, adding fertile soil to the growth of this spring.

Even though Chu Anqing modestly said that she was not very good at ballroom dancing.

But there is an unbridgeable gap between professional and amateur.

The "not so good" she mentioned... in Lin Xian's opinion, it was already at the master level... dancing with her was much more stressful than dancing with Zhao Yingjun.

Fortunately, this waltz is relatively simple and does not test the footwork too much. Most of the time is spent in circles, and the slightly difficult movements are all done by the female partner. Lin Xian only needs to be a "setter".

Gradually……

More and more people noticed that a professional contestant had sneaked into the dance floor, and they all gave up their seats in the middle to allow the little Smurf princess to dance to her heart's content.

The aqua blue skirt fluttered in the air, accompanied by Chu Anqing's graceful and smooth dance moves, as if she was painting a landscape painting.

Gorgeous.

……

Corner of the hall.

Zhao Yingjun held the red wine glass in her hand, swaying the bright red wine inside, and smiled as she watched the blue flowers dancing in the middle of the dance floor.

"Can I ask you to dance?"

A slightly childish male voice sounded from behind.

"Sorry, I'm a little tired." Zhao Yingjun declined without even turning his head.

But then something felt wrong.

Why does this voice sound so young?

She turned her head and saw a fair-skinned young man with slightly curly hair, wearing a black suit and a black bow tie, with slightly tired eyes and half-bent body, smiling at her.

Zhao Yingjun was a little surprised. This was a person who shouldn't be here:

"Ji Lin?"

She stood up politely and looked at the boy who also stood up. Because she was wearing high heels, she was taller than Ji Lin when she stood up:
"What a surprise, I didn't expect to see you here."

"You recognize me?"

"Mr. Ji, you are joking. You are a famous figure in the entertainment industry now. There are many reports about you."

"That's a coincidence, Miss Zhao. I actually recognize you too."

Ji Lin smiled slightly and picked up his key chain, on which was a small and cute Rhine cat doll:
"I like the cat in your company very much and want to write a novel about it, so I came to you to say hello. Can you give me the authorization?"

"of course can."

Zhao Yingjun naturally heard that Ji Lin was joking, and said jokingly:
"But the license for the Rhine Cat is not cheap... If you are willing to take it to the Oscars to receive an award, I can give you a discount."

"That's a pity." Ji Lin smiled and shook his head:
"I had no intention of accepting the award in person. But if it's convenient... please tell the designer a message for me. I hope he can design a Gothic-style Rhine cat. I'm looking forward to that contrast."

"Why don't you give him feedback directly?"

Zhao Yingjun pointed at Lin Xian who was spinning with the blue elves on the dance floor:

"That's Lin Xian, the creator of Rhine Cat. This is a rare opportunity. You can talk to him directly later. He seems to like your novel very much. Maybe he will really accept your suggestions."

"Oh, it's him." Ji Lin narrowed his eyes, looking at Lin Xian who was talking and laughing with Chu Anqing and dancing, then looked up at Zhao Yingjun:
"Isn't he the one you were dancing with just now?"

"Yes."

"Then I would like to ask..."

Ji Lin pointed at Chu Anqing and looked at Zhao Yingjun with interest:
"You two... who is his girlfriend?"

(End of this chapter)