The actor's little flirt is an all-around boss

After Wen Sen's assistant finished speaking, he waved his hand and motioned for the security guard to drag him away, then turned and walked towards the main venue.

As for Song He.

His elbows suddenly became weak, he was at a loss, his body was on the verge of falling, and his heart sank inch by inch as if it had been poured with cold lead.

how is this possible.

Gu Fu actually had an orange invitation letter.

How could he have an orange invitation.

and.

Isn't Gu Fu's master an [-]th-line draft pick?

Why is Assistant Vincent's attitude so strange.

***

The main venue.

Seats are divided according to the color of the invitation letter.

People with orange and blue invitations sit in the front row, while those with yellow invitations can only sit in the back row with poor visibility.

After Vincent's speech, there was a dance battle with dancers from all over the world.

Battle, commonly known as fighting dance.

The final winner of the dance fight will not only receive a huge reward from the International Dance Association, but also win ten invitation letters for the country where he is located.

Therefore, all the dancers tried their best to show their best side.

Not only for yourself, but also for the country where you live.

According to the rules of the International Dance Federation.

Groups of the same country.

Each country has at least one dancer, two groups are on the same stage, and each person in the group takes turns to improvise in the center of the stage.

All the people in the main venue will vote, and the winner will stay on the stage and continue to accept the challenge.

The loser, step down.

The last one standing on the stage was Morgan from Country Z.

Has won the championship of fighting dance for two consecutive times.

He arrogantly gestured his middle finger to the audience, his arrogance was incomparably strong, and he folded his hands on his chest, pinching his joints so loudly,

"Come on, which small country is not on stage, let me, Morgan, teach you what a real dancer is."

The dancers from country z were already sitting in the audience and cheering.

"Morgan, the king of dancing."

"Country Z is the strongest."

The host glanced at the sequence and called out the last country, "Huaxia."

Morgan smiled directly, tilted his head, and provocatively performed a difficult backflip on the stage, and hooked his fingers towards the audience, "Tsk, Huaxia, right? What's more important than that?"

China's dance circle is completely in a weak position internationally.

After so many years, only Yang Xi can see through it.

But Yang Xi has never participated in a grand event.

Without Yangxi's Huaxia dance circle, it would be even less interesting.

Huaxia has its own spirit.

Several invited dancers took turns to take the stage, but they were all crushed by Morgan.

A veteran champion, Morgan has choreographed skill, flair, and acumen to a terrifying level.

"No one left?" Morgan looked directly at the host, "Let's announce the result."

At this moment, Gu Fu and Ji Shijia Qiqi stood up.

Although they entered the main venue because of Jiang Nan's relationship, they also looked down on people from other countries for stepping on China's dignity to the ground so blatantly and nakedly.

Even if you lose.

You have to fight too.

"And us."

Gu Fu and Ji Shijia went up to the stage with serious faces.

Facing the strong man's crush, Gu Fu and Ji Shijia's palms were completely drenched with sweat, but they were still dancing with all their strength.

……

10 minute later.

A new round of fighting dance is over.

Gu Fu and Ji Shijia felt ashamed.

They are considered to be at the upper-middle level in the country, but when they danced with Morgan, they realized that their dancing was not enough.

But, is Morgan just allowed to be so arrogant?

"It's boring. It's a waste of time to dance with Huaxia people."

Morgan slowly raised his hands from both sides, making a gesture of victory,

"Dare to compete with me, Morgan, at this level, it's really beyond my control."

At this moment, a girl's light voice came from the corner, "Indeed, it's a waste of time to compare with you Morgan."

The girl's voice was very arrogant.

It seemed as if Morgan wasn't paying attention at all.

However, this is Morgan, who has won the fighting dance champion for several times in a row!

There were discussions at the scene.

Everyone followed the voice of the voice and looked over.

The girl's legs were crossed, and her cold face was calm and breezy.

That face looks stunning and out of the ordinary.

His brows were a little cold and dry.

A hand was held by the person next to him, and he seemed uncomfortable, and moved slightly.

Seeing Jiang Nan, Wen Sen couldn't hold back and stood up abruptly.

Stand taller and see more clearly.

Only then did Vincent realize that there was a man sitting next to Jiang Nan.

A handsome man.

The two of them were wearing couple outfits, their attitudes were clearly not very intimate, but their aura was inexplicably harmonious.

The expression on Vincent's face became brilliant.

His face changed from joy at the beginning, to shock, and then to numbness.

WTF?

Didn't Yangxi say to follow the boss?

How do you look at the attitude of the two people, they don't look like a boss and an employee at all?

Or Yang Xi said a word wrong.

In fact, it's not the boss, but the husband?

Jiang Nan didn't know the twists and turns in Wen Sen's heart, so he took his hand out of Liang Jingzhi's, stood up slowly, took off his coat, and tied a ponytail casually.

Then he slid his hands back into his pockets, and greeted Liang Jingzhi, "I'm going to exercise my hands and feet."

Liang Jingzhi vaguely thought of something, nodded his head, and there was some warmth in his eyes, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Jiang Nan lowered his eyes, glanced at Liang Jingzhi a few times, and twitched the corners of his mouth, smiling wickedly.

Bending down, tugging at Liang Jingzhi's tie, his eyebrows and eyes were flirtatious, "Lend me the tie."

Liang Jingzhi directly took off the tie and handed it to her.

With his hands in his pockets, Jiang Nan walked quickly towards the stage.

Soon he stood opposite Morgan.

Morgan wore a dance suit and a peaked cap, walking in a hip-hop style, a typical dancer's outfit.

in contrast.

Jiang Nan's attire looks more everyday.

The girl was wearing a black shirt on her upper body, a pair of black jeans on her lower body, and a black and white striped tie carelessly rolled around her wrist.

This dress doesn't look like dancing.

Morgan's brows were already deeply frowned, and there was displeasure in his eyes looking at Jiang Nan.

"There is no one in Huaxia, so just send someone up to fool me now?"

Morgan directly raised his hand and said to the host, "I refuse to dance with such a rubbish dancer."

"I'm rubbish?" Jiang Nan didn't have much expression on his face, he raised his eyelids, his posture was lazy and willful, and said lightly, "I seem to have forgotten to introduce my name."

The girl's long legs were slightly bent, and she talked to Morgan, "I, Yang Xi."