C899 Eastern Waltz

With one hand being quick, Ye Cheng immediately retracted the hand that Ning Luochen extended out out out of politeness, and replaced it with the back of his own hand. Because the speed was too fast, Ning LuoChan did not notice it, nor did the other party notice it. She even pouted her lips and kissed him.

Pop! The feeling of being kissed by a man was not only strange, but also disgusting.

The man had wanted to close his eyes and enjoy a good, intimate taste. Who would have thought that the kiss would be so rough? When I opened my eyes again, it was the back of a man's hand.

"I say, aren't you too hungry? This is a gathering for high-class people. If you are too thirsty, I suggest that you go to the Youlan Club. Ye Cheng retracted his hand and wiped it with a tissue before putting it into his pocket.

The man was so angry that his face turned red. Behind him, his brothers were secretly laughing at him. At this point in time, he was still maintaining his basic manners, even though his cheeks were already puffing out from anger due to Ye Cheng.

"I wonder if I could have the honor of asking this lady to dance?" Still not giving up? The man stretched out his hand for the second time. Within his polite and humble eyes, there was a desire that could be easily seen by any man.

Due to social etiquette, the kind and innocent Ning Xuechan naturally knew that under normal circumstances, she could not reject this kind of kind invitation. However, Ning Xuechan also did not want to casually hold hands with an unfamiliar man, no matter how much he was worth.

"I'm sorry, sir. The flower has its own owner. Please look for another beauty!" In the East China Sea's underground world, Ye Cheng was well-known by everyone, causing people to tremble in fear. However, in a society that paid attention to one's background, Ye Cheng was still unknown, even to the CEO.

The man bit his lips and clenched his fist. Only then did he glance sideways at Ye Cheng. His eyes were filled with unconcealable hostility and mockery. Perhaps from their point of view, Ye Cheng was no different from those upstart bumpkins.

"Unfortunately, I seemed to have heard some inappropriate words just now. If I'm not mistaken, this gentleman doesn't know how to dance with social etiquette. "Since that's the case, there's no need to slap our faces and make us fat." A smug smile spread across his lips.

The few people behind him were waiting to see Ye Cheng's joke. As the entry proof for the upper class and the upper class, being able to dance well was the most basic requirement.

"It looks like your hearing is even more sensitive than a cat or dog. However, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you. " Under the attention of so many people, how could Ye Cheng admit his loss? Even if not, he had to think of a way to meet them head on!

"Big Brother Ye …" Ning Xuechan looked at Ye Cheng, also quietly reminding him.

"Let's go and see what a true expert of the forest dance is. Let them broaden their horizons!" Ye Cheng's smile was not a smile. Carrying Ning Xuechan, he elegantly turned around and walked towards the dance floor.

The look in the man's eyes almost caused Ye Cheng's back to become a bloody mess. However, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he still felt that victory was within his grasp. This man was full of confidence. He was determined to make this "toad" look bad in his eyes!

He called for a random female companion and the man also led the way. They followed behind Ye Cheng and walked towards the dance floor. Originally, the dance floor had been filled with a sea of people, but now that Ye Cheng and Ning Xuechan had appeared, they surged like a tide towards their surroundings.

"Oh my god, isn't this the highest representative for the greater China region of Gucci, Jin Yanfeng? This person was truly like his name. He had both face and gold! I've only seen it on the cover of magazines before, but I never thought that a real person would be even more handsome than a video camera! "

"Eh, who are these two?"

"I don't know. There's such a person in the East China Sea. How come I don't remember seeing him in an interview or in a magazine on the cover?" However, anyone who dares to contend with Jin Yan was no ordinary person. Judging from Herm's suit, he was worth far too much gold! "

The noble madams were discussing amongst themselves. Ye Cheng also knew that the person who dared to covet Ning Xuechan's beauty was the famous Jin Yanfeng of the fashion and entertainment circles.

At this moment, only Ye Cheng and Jin Yanfeng were left on the dance floor. Everyone had consciously gathered around, waiting for the show to begin. At this time, Li Yikang separated the crowd and walked over, his face full of excitement.

Tonight, the moonlight was bright and the night breeze breezy. A luxurious golden powder was floating in the air. All the elite nobles of the East China Sea were present. They had not seen this ancient and elegant project, this combination of power and gentleness between men – dance.

"What tune, Beethoven, Mozart, Mendelssohn?" Jin Yanfeng tied his golden tie, and his confident eyes were filled with the hostility of a male.

"I'll do whatever you want." Ye Cheng gently raised his hand. His domineering words immediately caused the first round of applause to come to a climax.

"Well, let's have Mozart's Prelude to The Magic Flute. "Music, go on!" As soon as Jin Yanfeng finished speaking, he immediately took up a pose. His professional female companion also did the same, coordinating with each other and performing a perfect dance posture.

The classical music began to play in the air. Countless melodies danced in the wind like fairies. In an instant, the noblemen and elegant ladies were immersed in the classical music. And here, Jin Yanfeng took the initiative, waltz!

He had never eaten pork before. Could it be that he had never seen a pig run before? Ye Cheng knew that in the short span of a few minutes, Jin Yanfeng had transformed into more than a dozen elegant and very appreciative waltz movements, and the cheers were getting louder and louder.

What should he do? Even though Ye Cheng's strength was extraordinary, but when it came to dancing, it was as difficult as lifting up the pen to write a song for a great general who commanded thousands of troops. However, since he had already agreed to it and it was in such a public place, could he just back down?

"Big Brother Ye, how about we …" Time flowed by. Golden Swallow Wind was flying and swaying in the air. The charm of the waltz was like a series of tornadoes, blowing Ning Xuechan until she didn't know what to do.

No, if he retreated, then Ye Cheng would become the biggest laughing stock of the East Sea tonight!

Wasn't it just a waltz? Martial arts and dancing are actually the same. If I can't learn them on the spot, then can't I create one of my own?

"Luo Chan, in a while, when your entire body and mind are relaxed, just listen to my commands. Is that okay?" The confident Ye Cheng stared at Ning Xuechan. At this moment, he only needed Ning Xuechan to nod her head.

The surroundings started to hiss, Ning Xuechan also knew that retreating was no longer possible. Ye Cheng had never let her down. Ning Xuechan chose to bravely stand together with Ye Cheng and dance shoulder to shoulder.

Lightly hugging his small waist, he used his other hand to stroke Ning Xuechan's raised thigh. Ye Cheng was like an actor who had lost himself in a play and fell into a situation. On the other hand, Ning Xuechan, because Ye Cheng's actions were too over the top, felt very embarrassed.

Very quickly, Ning Xuechan welcomed the turning of the heavens and the earth. Accompanying the melody and listening to the guidance from his heart, Ye Cheng, although seemingly completely disorganized, was actually playing with a set of profound martial arts techniques. It was just that his movements were a bit slower and he had an even more creative concept!

With one leg supporting her, she spun around while looking left and right. Ning Xuechan was like a toy as she let Ye Cheng play with her. She was almost touched by Ye Cheng from head to toe. Ning Xuechan's heartbeat quickened, but Ye Cheng was completely oblivious, and continued to perform his actions.

At the beginning, everyone cheered. Compared to Jin Yanfeng's professional waltz, Ye Cheng was practically selling off his talent on the streets. He looked like a sexy and hot samba, completely unconventional.

But gradually, Ye Cheng's fluid, sudden, and slow movements, his calm, graceful, and calm posture, as well as Ning Xuechan dancing like a fairy, made everyone forget about him very quickly, and they began to quietly admire him.

It wasn't a national standard, it wasn't a tango, it wasn't a flamenco, it wasn't a waltz, it was a bit awkward and awkward in its elegance, but even so, it was still very interesting.

At first, there were sparse applause, but in the end, it all gathered into a sea of applause.

"Heavens, just what kind of dance is this? It's too shocking!" It's like fine wine, but it's also better than good tea.

"In my opinion, it should be the long-lost East Waltz, because only the East has such a long and lingering flavor."

"It's really amazing. For the first time in my life, I feel that waltz is boring."

Originally, Jin Yanfeng was confident that he would win. However, the more he jumped, the more he felt bored. Everyone's attention was successfully attracted by Ye Cheng, and Jin Yanfeng discovered that even if he tried his best, he could not shake Ye Cheng at all.

What was going on? That guy clearly doesn't know anything, but why did he win such warm applause? Why? Why? Jin Yanfeng had always been in first place since he was young, and this was his first time experiencing what it meant to lose.

The prelude to "The Magic Flute" was played by the cello, and soon, it reached its end. Ye Cheng was dancing with Ning Xuechan, and as their gazes met, Ye Cheng felt that they were like a divine and heroic couple, flying around in the sea of flowers while their swords danced.

Finally, the song ended and the dance ended! Jin Yanfeng and his dance partner expressed their gratitude. Ye Cheng also carried Ning Xuechan and spun around on the spot, stopping gracefully.

After a long while, thunderous applause could be heard from the two of them, lingering for a long time. However, anyone could see that the earth-shattering applause belonged to Ye Cheng and Ning Xuechan, and Ye Cheng also paid his respects.

"This time, I am convinced of my defeat." Jin Yanfeng walked over generously and shook hands with Ye Cheng.

"I was just lucky. Your dancing skills are the best in the world." Ye Cheng happily accepted everyone's admiration and worship. He thought to himself, "This victory is really close."

"What's your name?" Jin Yanfeng looked curiously at Ye Cheng and felt that he was a mystery.

"My name is Ye Cheng. I used to be a little security guard, but I'm now the CEO of the Eastern Ocean Victory Group." Jin Yanfeng was quite surprised by Ye Cheng's magnanimous manner in mentioning his past.

A security guard? Wasn't he joking?

The aristocratic ladies who were captivated by Ye Cheng could no longer hold themselves back and rushed forward, hoping to dance with him again. If it wasn't for Ye Cheng tightly protecting Ning Luochen, he would have already been washed away by the crowd.

However, in this surging sea of people, Ye Guanming saw a figure. It was the figure that he thought of day and night. As long as she appeared, everyone would become a background, a nothingness.