Chapter 21: What It Feels Like to Dance with Sister Meng

"Lower, lower, lower! Lower your waist, move already!" Wang Chuanjun urged, anxious.

"Again, again."

"Alright, get ready, lower your waist."

"Hngh~"

Wu Dajing let out a groan, then bent his old back to perform the backbend. Wang Chuanjun's eyes widened.

"I've lowered my waist," Wu Dajing announced.

Unexpectedly, Wang Chuanjun let go of Wu Dajing's hands, took a few steps back, and said with a speechless expression: "If you're going to lower it, just do it, but why did you make that sound? What was that 'hngh~' supposed to mean!"

"Pfft—hahaha!"

"I can't take it, these two are too hilarious!"

"Seriously, if we could award contribution points for this, Wang Tai and I would definitely hand them out."

The result was obvious: the two of them failed.

"Switch people. Let Xu Xiu go; he hasn't danced yet." Wang Chuanjun pushed Xu Xiu forward.

Xu Xiu, who had been minding his own business, was stunned. Wait, how did watching the fun suddenly turn into being the main event? Hold on, help!

"I don't have anyone I'm awkward with. I can't just pick someone at random, can I?" Xu Xiu spread his hands.

"Why not? Meng Jie!"

"Yeah, yeah, find Meng Jie. I want to see you two dance. I want to see if a pro like you can be dragged into a limp by her."

"Let me tell you, Meng Jie's dance moves are super graceful; you're in for a treat."

Xu Xiu waved his hands again. "Meng Jie isn't here. Let's just find someone else."

"She is here! Look, isn't that Meng Jie coming now?"

"Speak of the devil, and she shall appear. Welcome our Meng Jie to the stage!"

"Come on, let's give a round of applause to welcome our Meng Jie!"

Meng Ziyi was confused; she had no idea what was going on. She had just come to dance—was this welcome ceremony a bit too much?

"Why are you being so formal? You're making me a bit awkward."

Wang Sulong laughed. "You're awkward now? There's even more awkwardness waiting for you later."

"Exactly. See that guy in front of you? You're going to dance a beautiful dance with him in a moment."

"Meng Jie, use your charm to conquer him!"

"???" Meng Ziyi pointed at herself, bewildered.

"Me? Dance with him?"

"No way, no way. Let a girl dance with me instead. Isn't it too awkward between us?"

Xu Xiu's face turned green. Have me lead Meng Ziyi in a dance? Is she even cut out for this? Isn't this just making things difficult for me?

But the group didn't care whether they were willing or not; they shoved them into the center.

Xu Xiu looked at Meng Ziyi and scratched his head. "Do you... know how to dance?"

"Good question! Does square dancing count?" Meng Ziyi flashed a toothy grin.

"Good answer! What do you think?"

"So, what do we do?"

"Don't speak, kiss me! Ah, no, I mean, let's watch the video demonstration first." Xu Xiu blurted out instinctively, realizing his mistake only after he'd said it.

Meng Ziyi squinted at Xu Xiu. You're acting suspicious. Extremely suspicious!

Xu Xiu ignored her gaze and brought her over to watch the demo video. Actually, the dance was quite simple; for him, it was a sure win. But the problem lay with Meng Ziyi—she was too much of a wild card.

"Do you want to watch it a few more times? This dance might be a bit difficult for you."

"That's uncalled for! What do you mean by that? What do you mean it's 'a bit difficult' for me?"

"I didn't mean anything by it; I was being purely literal."

Meng Ziyi pouted, very unhappy. So annoying!

"Come on, let's do it now. I don't believe a little dance could be that hard."

"Wait, wait, don't pull me!" Xu Xiu panicked. His clothes were nearly ripped open by Meng Ziyi; a cheap shirt couldn't withstand such force.

Soon, they stood in position, looking into each other's eyes. The music started, and Meng Ziyi immediately dealt a critical hit to Xu Xiu's foot with her leg. Xu Xiu put on a mask of agony.

Within a few seconds of dancing, Xu Xiu's feet had been stomped on four or five times by Meng Ziyi.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"Sorry, I really didn't mean to." Meng Ziyi poked her index fingers together, looking very innocent.

"Yeah, I can testify. She definitely didn't mean to; she did it on purpose. Her feet are specifically targeting yours. I can't even watch anymore," Li Xueqin added fuel to the fire.

"Exactly. Even if she couldn't hit them, Meng Jie keeps aiming for your feet."

"I saw it too; she really used a lot of force," Wang Chuanjun chimed in. He really couldn't watch anymore. Meng Jie had no technique, just 'pure emotion'!

After a while, Xu Xiu felt better and dragged Meng Ziyi back to their starting position.

As the music played, Xu Xiu's feet began to slide across the floor, and then, surprisingly, he wrapped his leg around Meng Ziyi's waist. Though Meng Ziyi was stunned, she instinctively hugged his leg.

This scene made the audience roar with laughter.

"Amazing! To avoid being stepped on again, you actually did Meng Jie's move? Walking Meng Jie's path so she has nowhere to go!"

"You're crazy! You chose to act goofy instead of getting stepped on or not dancing at all!"

"Meng Jie is confused—you did my move, so what do I do now? Do a duet?"

"Honestly, I feel for Xu Xiu. Meng Jie is really stepping on him; there's definitely some personal grudge involved."

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Meng Ziyi was truly shocked. Does Xu Xiu have no creative bottleneck at all? Constantly pulling off absurd stunts!

Meng Jie only lasted three seconds before she couldn't hold on.

"No—I can't hold it anymore."

"Don't, just hang in there a bit longer, I'm almost done."

"I really can't, you're too heavy!"

The people around them heard the conversation and immediately exchanged looks. It felt as if something profound had just flashed past them. It was so fast that they hadn't even clearly seen what it was before it vanished.

Once again, they failed. Xu Xiu waved his hand, ready to quit; it was too mentally draining. But this time, Meng Ziyi wouldn't have it.

"No, today we must get those sixty contribution points."

"It's not about whether you can or can't, it's that my feet can't take it anymore!"

As he spoke, Xu Xiu showed his red, bruised foot, which finally made Meng Ziyi feel a bit embarrassed.

"I swear, I absolutely won't step on them this time. If I do, I'm a puppy."

Xu Xiu actually believed her nonsense!

But the moment they got into position, Xu Xiu's foot was stomped on again. Meng Ziyi then looked right at Xu Xiu's face and let out a "Woof!"

Xu Xiu's face turned green. Fine, fine, you really went to great lengths just to step on my foot!

This time, however, Xu Xiu had misunderstood Meng Ziyi; she was actually being very serious. Xu Xiu pulled her soft, slender waist toward him, and she rested her hands on his shoulders.

As the music flowed, they began to dance, and with the rhythm, Meng Ziyi wrapped her leg around Xu Xiu's waist.