After a while, he couldn't help but speak again, "Mr. Huo, does Mrs. Huo know you are coming?"
"Low-key." Huo Jingshen only said two words.
The dean thought it was meaningful.
Low-key?
He nodded, "Okay, I understand."
The Huo family is the richest man in Nancheng, and this Huo Jingshen is the eldest grandson of the Huo family. Since the Huo father retired in the first few months, he is the righteous prince of the Huo Yuan Group. As long as he is happy to serve him, What will you worry about in the future? What is Nanda worried about?
So since Mr. Huo didn't want to be known about his relationship with Su Hunhou, he had to help keep it secret.
**
Su Huhou's show was ranked third from the bottom.
When she came to the backstage after changing her clothes, she heard Jiang Shuhao's voice saying, "Huo's total score is six points!"
Su Hou Hou wanted to hit someone.
Nima!
Is Huo Jingshen still responsible for scoring?
Hehe, there are a lot of old men, can he understand young people's programs?
But when I thought of waiting for a while, I would go up and dance the young man's dance to show him and give him a score, and I was inexplicably shameful!
Just thinking about it, the phone rang suddenly.
Su Huhou took it out and took a look.
Huo Jingshen: "Baby, which is your show?"
Su Houhou: "..."
She walked behind the curtain and secretly looked under the stage.
The guy sat there, looking down at his phone in a majestic manner.
Su Houhou: "..."
What kind of judge is this Nima?
The show is still on stage!
Is he performing fish in troubled waters in public?
At this time, the phone rang again, and it was from Huo Jingshen, "Wait for your performance, don't shame your husband."
Su Hunhou hurriedly replied, "You are serious about scoring, don't make people think that I am going to the back door!"
In any case, she also practiced earnestly for a week, and hoped to get a real ranking with her own strength.
Otherwise she would not hide her relationship with him just now.
Huo Jingshen replied in seconds, "So the baby likes this sneaky stimulation?"
Su Houhou again: "..."
What's all this?
Simply unable to communicate!
Finally, after another program ended and the score was finished, Jiang Shuhao held up the microphone and began to report, "Next, please invite student Su Houhou from the junior year of the journalism department to bring a solo dance performance, "Crooked", everyone applauds welcome!"
After a round of applause, the lights went out.
Su Huhou touched the little heart, picked up his hat, and walked onto the stage in the dark.
The scene was all quiet.
A few seconds later, a prelude to a string of electric string music sounded, and a beam of light shot from the back of the auditorium to the stage.
In the light, a boy stood with his back to the audience.
"He" is in a black suit, tall and slender, wearing black high-heeled shoes, his left foot is slightly tilted, revealing a small white ankle under the nine-point black trousers, and one hand is placed diagonally on the waist. Up, holding the black Fedora hat with the other hand.
It is the classic style of Michael and Jackson.
This appearance brought thunderous applause to the scene.
Then, as the warm and cheerful metal rock accompaniment sounded, "he" turned around and started jumping JAZZ to the rhythm.
The previous performances were either sketches or choruses. At most, it was a magic trick. This kind of vigorous song and dance was the first one, and the dance was very good, the movements were neat, the pauses were simple, and the handsome performances will soon be the audience. His enthusiasm was ignited.
In the bizarre stage lighting, Huo Jingshen sat there as warm as a jade, leaning back slightly on the back of the chair, and looking straight on the stage with his beautiful narrow eyes.
My wife is dancing.
And it's still dancing in the disguise of men.