As soon as the video was uploaded, it didn't take long for the click-through rate to exceed 10,000.
It continues to rise at an insane rate.
Lemons floated across the barrage.
Netizens shouted: Q big address sent! I'm leaving right now!
On the barrage, it is either a **** for Mr. President's prosperous beauty, or jealousy and hatred for Cha Lemon.
There are also some rational ones who simply pass by to express their appreciation and respect for Mr. President.
Yan Sheng finished speaking.
Mr. President did not walk off the stage immediately.
For the first time, he said in a low voice: "I heard that there is a dance session next."
When Mr. President said this, his eyes fell on Feng Qian casually.
Light tone.
There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
The students below had no idea that Mr. President would ask them this question.
After reacting, they all replied: "There are some!"
"oh, I see."
Yan Sheng's slender fingertips resting on the podium gently tapped on the tabletop.
Lightly: "I don't know if Yan will be fortunate enough to participate in this link..."
Casual tone.
There was still a hint of emotion in the amber eyes.
The students below were stunned.
Then, there was another exclamation.
What? !
Mr. President wants to dance?
Some bold girls stood up and raised their hands, shouting: "Mr. President, I'll dance with you!"
One person started, and more and more girls shouted towards the stage.
Feng Qian sat on the seat.
He blinked in confusion.
Fragments going to dance?
The girl looked around at the increasingly crazy girls.
Eyes down.
Well.
Don't even talk to her.
Now it's time to dance again.
return……
There are flowers everywhere.
Feng Qian stood up expressionlessly.
Glancing at the stage, then without looking back, he went out directly through the back door.
Mr. President, who has been paying attention to the girl, froze for a moment when he saw Feng Qian's movements.
Silence for a long time.
…
Outside.
Feng Qian exited the auditorium and went around to the front door.
Here is the actor entrance.
The girl raised her foot.
But he was stopped by the volunteers who maintained the order of the party.
"Student, you can't go in."
The other party politely stopped.
Feng Qian slowly raised her eyes and glanced inside.
Seriously: "I must go in."
The other party was stunned.
The girl's tone and expression were serious.
It doesn't look like someone who's here to make trouble.
only……
"This... is against the rules."
Feng Qian blinked.
"Then... I'm sorry."
The girl flashed past, very fast.
When the man reacted, the girl had slipped in.
He stepped in quickly.
Apparently, it's too late.
A girl in a white dress stepped onto the stage from behind the scenes.
very beautiful.
The light hit the girl.
In an instant, everyone's eyes were attracted to the girl.
Underneath, there were whispers.
To everyone's surprise, the girl walked straight in the direction of Mr. President.
until……
Stand still in front of the opponent.
The girl lowered her eyelashes slightly, raised her little hand and pulled the corner of the other's clothes.
The voice is soft and waxy: "Go out with me."
The girl's voice followed the microphone and spread to every corner of the auditorium.
Everyone's eyes widened.
Looking at the **** the stage, the little hand grabbed the corner of Mr. President's shirt.
And Mr. President did not mean to reject disgust.
Let the girl pull herself.
Yan Sheng was stunned.
Just now, he thought that the little girl had left.
Unexpectedly, the other party would come to the stage from the backstage.
Also, the small action of pulling the corner of the clothes.
Yan Sheng raised his hand and turned off the microphone.
"Obviously..."
He called out softly.