Rebirth: At the beginning, the cool school beauty was caught stealing in the supermarket

Chapter 468 This isn't dancing
This guy is getting too immersed in the story again. Lu Yuanqiu couldn't help but think that Liang Jingfeng must be the most immersed when reading novels about rich and powerful people.

He shook his head slightly. Fortunately, the environment today did not give people much of a sense of urgency. Even if Liang Jingfeng was trembling and Zhong Jincheng was playing nonsense, it didn't matter.

That makes sense. The Lu Group's annual meeting is much grander and more solemn than the school's welcome party, but Lu Yuanqiu is not nervous at all today. He even feels that his performance mistakes are within acceptable limits.

Why? After much thought, I think it's probably the sense of security that the Lu Group provides.

Lu Yuanqiu looked at his uncles who stood up and applauded for him, his father who smiled and praised him, his mother who was taking pictures like crazy, his sister whose expression gradually changed from disdain to serious listening, and the leaders and employees who had "I want to improve" written on their faces.

It's as if he really is wearing a sunflower headpiece and performing for everyone on the kindergarten stage.

Even if he makes a mistake during a performance and stands aside wiping away tears for a few minutes, the audience will only stand up and applaud to encourage him.

Those who frequently reincarnate know the true value of the phrase "family heir".

Lu Yuanqiu's face, holding the microphone with both hands and earnestly singing "Little Love Song," was imprinted on Long Liandong's notebook.

She reached for the eraser on the seat next to her, and suddenly the notebook on her lap fell. The pages rustled as they fell through the air, each page showing the same person drawn on it.

The expressions on Lu Yuanqiu's face above range from anger, to silliness, to lewdness, to gentleness...

The notebook fell to the ground with a "thud," revealing a picture on top of it: Lu Yuanqiu kissing someone under a sky full of maple leaves; the boy's outline was clear, while the girl's outline was blurry.

Long Liandong lowered her head, picked up the notebook that had fallen to the ground, and used an eraser to clean the microphone that she had accidentally drawn crookedly.

"You know, even if the heavy rain turns the whole city upside down."

"I will give you a hug."

With his four teammates playing their instruments with great enthusiasm, Lu Yuanqiu closed his eyes and sang with deep emotion on stage. Su Xiaoya, sitting in the front row, clapped her hands and turned to look at her daughter, smiling and saying, "It sounds so good! Doesn't your brother look handsome today?"

Lu Yidong blushed slightly and pressed his hands under his legs, retorting softly, "So-so... not that handsome at all. I want to see Sister Bai."

"Your Highness is quite good! Your singing wasn't as awkward as I expected." From the back row, employee Xiao Li clapped her hands and said to Chu Lan in surprise.

Chu Lan smiled and whispered in her friend's ear, "He's different from other rich kids. I'll send you a video of him dunking in high school tonight."

"A dunk?!"

"Yeah, he slammed the backboard to pieces. He had a buzz cut back then."

"?!"

Seeing Xiaoli's surprised face, Chu Lan felt a great sense of satisfaction. Lu Yuanqiu was now the only rich second-generation she, a working girl, was willing to blindly praise.

"Isn't Sister Bai going to appear? Weren't we supposed to be on the same show?" Lu Yidong swung his legs.

Although her brother sang a little bit well... just a little bit, she still wanted to see her brother and Sister Bai perform together.

As the song ended, enthusiastic applause erupted once again from the audience. Uncle and Second Uncle, no longer wanting to stand, turned to look to the side and found that the branch office leaders had stood up again.

This time, the media back home were prepared and quickly focused their cameras on the leaders who stood up, giving them close-ups.

The uncle glanced back, gave Old Wang a barely perceptible beckoning, and then said softly, "Xiao Qiu is still in school, and it's not appropriate for her to have so much exposure right now. Go and guide the media to focus tonight's attention on Director Liang's son."

Old Wang nodded, leaning on the table: "I understand, I understand."

The eldest uncle smiled slightly and continued clapping towards the stage. The second uncle turned his head and said, "Brother, you're pretty mean."

The uncle said in a serious tone, "Aren't the father and son quite happy about it?"

As the song ended on stage and all the music stopped, the other four members of the band were suddenly enveloped in darkness, and the spotlights immediately shone on Lu Yuanqiu alone.

Lu Yidong opened his eyes wide, trying hard to find Sister Bai's figure. At this moment, a light and cheerful electronic keyboard sound rang out from the stage, along with the rhythm of drums.

"mischief"

Some people in the audience had already recognized the song.

Under the spotlight, Lu Yuanqiu smiled and turned his head to look in one direction. A girl in a white dress appeared on the side of the stage, stepping to the rhythm of the upbeat intro to "Mischief".

It was Bai Qingxia. Today she was wearing a brand new plain white dress. When she spun around, the skirt would flare out, revealing half of her slender calves underneath.

The stage lights came on again, and Lu Yuanqiu took the microphone off the stand and walked towards Bai Qingxia. The girl danced around him like an elf. Lu Yuanqiu also slowly turned around in place, his eyes following her figure, watching her dance with complete concentration, his eyes full of love.

Lu Tian, ​​who was sitting in the audience, turned his head and saw that his wife and daughter were excitedly hugging each other.

"I can't find a good reason."

"To block all this intimacy."

Lu Yuanqiu picked up the microphone and sang, exchanging glances with Bai Qingxia, who was dancing, on stage. This time, the audience forgot to applaud and watched the performance attentively. As soon as the dancing girl appeared, they knew that the young master was really putting his heart and soul into performing a year-end party program for them.

……

I think I've slowly come to like you.

"Because I have the courage to love."

Zhong Jincheng's bass was already playing haphazardly, but it didn't matter. As Zheng Yifeng said, the four of them had completely become the background of the scene.

Upon hearing Lu Yuanqiu sing this line, Bai Qingxia immediately stood beside him, and what followed was a carefully planned stage interaction between the two of them.

As the music transitioned to a similarly cheerful interlude, Lu Yuanqiu took the microphone away from his mouth, gripped it in his hand, and lightly and cheerfully tapped the ground with his toes, joining Bai Qingxia, who had her hands on either side of her, lifting her skirt to reveal her ankles, in the same dance steps.

The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they were at a wedding.

Their dance steps were simple but cheerful. Bai Qingxia had patiently taught him step by step in the dance studio, and the fact that their steps were perfectly synchronized showed that they had rehearsed many times.

The audience finally couldn't hold back and started clapping. The entire performance seemed to reach its true climax when Lu Yuanqiu and the girl danced together to the music.

This isn't just dancing; it's their youth, their very essence.

"It makes me want to fall in love," Su Xiaoya said, moved to tears.

Lu Tian glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

He coughed lightly and changed the subject: "Is Xia no longer stage-frightened? I still remember that video of her performing in her high school uniform."

Su Xiaoya said with envy, "With Qiuqiu by her side, how could she be nervous?"

(End of this chapter)