When he came to a bar where he couldn't understand the name and only allowed members to bring people into it. When Wang Xiao entered the door, he heard the DJ howling with all his might.

"The whole consumption tonight will be paid by Mr. Zhao!"

Wang Xiao stopped and deeply doubted whether he had entered the crew of a funny drama.

Is there really such a person in this world?

So, he doesn't understand the world of a rich man. There are really such rich and inhumane big shots in this world, and he even sits in a private room with him.

"Zhao Sihan, just returned from studying abroad in Cambridge and is now unemployed at home."

The young man is tall and has a good figure, and his face is also very handsome. He is the kind of handsome guy who can be a man with three men and four men on the crew.

"Wang Xiao, assistant teacher at the Academy of Fine Arts."

Wang Xiao did not wear his Adida battle robe, but just the most standard work outfit with a white shirt and black trousers.

The figure is not obvious, but the temperament is unique. Just sitting there gives people a sense of oppression.

This is not a habit that Wang Xiao deliberately shows male aggressiveness, but a habit he has developed in the mission world for many years.

There are many people in the private room, handsome men and beautiful women.

Looking at the watches they showed off intentionally or unintentionally, as well as those limited edition luxury bags, you will know that they are all children of rich families.

Li Zixiao sat in the corner with a cocktail, and Su Ruoxue was whispering something beside her.

“How much does Assistant Professor Wang know about Champagne?”

The young man is not old, but he has two beautiful mustaches, and his superiority is not concealed in his words.

Wang Xiao thought for a while and said, "I only know A's of Spades."

Everyone around was laughing.

The young master Zhao waved his hand and said, "A bottle of ten-liter A3 for spades."

Ten liters, this is no longer a champagne, this is just a beer.

The young man Wang Xiao understood that this was showing his strength, just like a peacock spreading his wings and showing off his beautiful tail.

Wang Xiao didn't care about this at all. He drank what he had and ate what he had.

As for what these people want to do or what are the activities behind them, he doesn't care at all.

Su Ruoxue, not far away, glanced at this side and whispered, "Have you decided?"

"I'm so annoying."

Li Zixiao shook her head, "I don't think about anything now, I'm very upset."

Su Ruoxue, who stopped talking, had a strange smile and silently watched the people over there to cheer and drink.

Wang Xiao doesn't like drinking, but his alcohol tolerance is nothing to say.

Mr. Zhao and the helpers around him were determined to make him look ugly, but after drinking the Ten-liter A, the bathroom was all over. Wang Xiao was still like nothing else.

“Assistant Professor Wang has a good alcohol tolerance.”

Mr. Zhao followed his mustache and his eyes flashed, "I heard that Assistant Wang is versatile in sports, and you can't do it. Today, everyone is so happy to drink, what will happen if they go out to play?"

Wang Xiao subconsciously clenched his fists and prepared to fight.

When he was in school, he had conflicts with his classmates in the gaming console hall and billiard hall, and he also said so. After he went out, he found a place where no one was, and directly communicated with his fists.

But now, seeing these famous watches exposed by these people shaking their wrists from time to time, it shouldn't be a move.

"Everyone is young, so I just come here to relax. It's great to go out and jump."

Now Wang Xiao understood that he wanted to go to the dance floor outside to dance around.

Looking at the dance floor with people surging outside the single-sided glass, Wang Xiao shook his head and waved his hand, "I only know Dawu and Dashao, I don't know this."

"No, no young people today don't know how to do this."

"Dawu Dashao? What? New dance steps coming from Brooklyn?"

Mr. Zhao's followers began to have a hot topic. "Assistant Wang, don't be humble. We all know that you are very awesome. Let's have fun together."

Su Ruoxue, not far away, whispered in her best friend's ear, "They have been calling Assistant Professor Wang, which is a psychological hint, deliberately highlighting the gap in reminding the identity."

Li Zixiao glanced at her, "You know a lot."

"Believe it or not, there will be a hot girl who will flirt with him while dancing."

Su Ruoxue looked like you know what you think, "A man, in an atmosphere like a bar, it is difficult to control the temptation."

"I don't believe it." Li Zixiao's eyes fell on Wang Xiao, and she said with certainty, "He is not such a person."

Wang Xiao, who was considered not to be such a person, could not withstand the persuasion of Mr. Zhao and the others, and finally got up and left the private room to go to the dance floor.

It’s okay to let Wang Xiao fight, and he can even break the formation with a single armour.

But letting him dance is embarrassing. Especially this kind of dance move like a group of demons.

At the beginning, Wang Xiao, who had a stiff body, made a lot of jokes on the dance floor.

The main reason is that his body muscles have developed an instinctive reaction, and when unknown people approach, they will subconsciously respond.

But the brain doesn't need to care about notifications or react.

The result is that the movements are weird and become a joke.

Mr. Zhao leaned on the bar leisurely, holding a glass of cocktail in his hand, and watching Wang Xiao's stiff movements funny.

Then he looked at the box not far away, "You saw it too, what qualifications do you have to compete with me?"

Li Zixiao's mother is a business strongman who arranged a marriage for her daughter to expand her business territory.

Although Mr. Zhao has excellent conditions in all aspects, Li Zixiao is not willing to accept the fate that has been arranged.

She said that there was already someone in her heart. Then Mr. Zhao proposed to meet, and then this scene was the current situation.

Wang Xiao knew nothing about this.

Feeling the sarcastic gazes around, Wang Xiao did not cover his face and escape without shame.

He is not a pure little boy who is still in school. He has long since no idea what shyness means. What is that thing? Can it be eaten?

Wang Xiao, who was standing on the dance floor, laughed.

Isn't it just dancing, no one can do it?

Although he doesn't understand non-mainstream cement dance, he can dance Dawu and Dashao.

Standing on the dance floor, Wang Xiao raised his hand and grabbed his shirt in front of everyone, and tore it hard.

Li Zixiao, who was watching this scene in the private room, directly sprayed out all the wine in her mouth.

She never thought that Wang Xiao would have such a hot side.

In Li Zixiao's impression, Wang Xiao was a terrifyingly calm person. He never thought that he had such a burning side.

There are many things like slap shirts in bars, but the premise is to have a good enough body shape.

It goes without saying that Wang Xiao’s figure is, and his body that has been practicing for many years makes everyone around him envious.

Mr. Zhao put down his wine glass hatefully. Although his skin was good, it was far worse than Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao shook his arms and began to dance under the gaze of many eyes.

The dance movements that are completely different from this era are full of grandeur and masculinity in every move. This unprecedented dance expression immediately caught the eyes of everyone around.

Wang Xiao does not know how to dance, but he has the dancing ability that Diao Chan gave him.

It’s like Diao Chan who gave him a bank card. If you don’t need it on weekdays, it doesn’t mean there is no money inside.

If you really start to brush it, you will dance around!

Dawu and Dashao are both six sets of sacrificial dances among the six music of ancient gentlemen. Their brilliant atmosphere represents the cultural heritage and inheritance of the Chinese nation for thousands of years.

Coupled with Wang Xiao's powerful physical fitness and perfect dancing ability, he jumped down with a set of martial arts, and everyone around him was stunned.

Cleverly avoiding a beautiful woman with a hot body and trying to come forward to meet her. Wang Xiao wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked up the shirt that was still on the ground before, turned around and walked towards the private room.

"I really didn't expect you to dance so well."

Li Zixiao took the initiative to come over with the drink and handed it to Wang Xiao, "I have never seen your dance moves before. Did you make it yourself?"

"Chinese culture is in revival, and the promotion and popularization of Hanfu is a beautiful landscape."

Wang Xiao took the wine and drank it dry. "In addition, the traditional Chinese dance is also the ultimate display of strength and beauty. I used to dance in Dawu, which was the dance that my ancestors danced during sacrifices in ancient times."

Su Ruoxue, who was full of energy, walked over and sat down next to Wang Xiao. Subconsciously pinched the rock-solid muscles on his arm, "You know so much."

Li Zixiao was not dissatisfied with the intimate actions of her best friend and Wang Xiao.

After all, the secret between her and Su Ruoxue has never been known to anyone else.

For Li Zixiao, her best friend is truly intimate with her.

The poor Mr. Zhao didn't know all of this, and his attention was always on Li Zixiao, but he didn't know the importance of Su Ruoxue at all.

"It's okay." Wang Xiao tied his shirt on and looked around. "Okay, it's getting late, I'll go back first."
To be continued...