novellhall Chapter 81 My Sister Got Married
Chapter 81 My Sister Got Married
The dance continued, and Liu Xiaoli pretended to know nothing.
After the first pause, she whispered in Zhou Wenqiong's ear, and Zhou Wenqiong suppressed her anger and shock.
This is obviously a truancy; I'll deal with you guys later.
Five minutes later, with the director's shout of "Action!"
It's started again!
This dance is not difficult at all; in fact, I mastered it on the first try.
However, to get the onlookers familiar with the dance and encourage them to join in, it needs to be performed several times to capture the essence of this nationwide dance and use it for promotional purposes.
After three repetitions, the most mesmerizing part, "Light up the fire of my life!", begins.
Suddenly, all the dancers made a gun gesture with their hands, and with each "fire," they "fired" in a different direction, their expressions both cool and sweet.
The core of the entire dance is simplicity, repetition, and vitality.
The movements resemble calisthenics, but when combined and driven by upbeat music, they create a unique charm.
Especially when a group of tall, beautiful girls, dressed in eye-catching uniforms, with bright smiles on their faces, are dancing these childish steps with all their might, the contrast creates a strong visual impact and an infectious sense of joy.
The crowd initially reacted with curiosity and whispers, but later many began to gently sway along.
Some children at the scene were already imitating the gestures and wiggling their butts.
The camera, pointed at the crowd, captured this bustling panorama.
A moving machine relentlessly captured the impeccable smiles, flowing hair, straight legs, and sweat-drenched waists of the lead dancers Liu Xiaoli and Zhou Wenqiong, while also locking onto the youthful and synchronized image of the girls following behind.
Not far away, the Jiangcheng TV station's interview vehicle also captured the scene of this person enjoying themselves with the people.
Zhou Xiaobai stared wide-eyed, silently repeating the rhythm, completely captivated by the long legs... no, the beautiful dance.
Watching her mother and aunt radiate unprecedented joy and confidence in front of the camera, Liu Qianqian muttered sourly, "No matter how beautifully they dance, wearing so little is an embarrassment to my fairy sister..."
When the final rhythm stopped, Liu Xiaoli rushed over to Zhou Xiaobai and Liu Qianqian in three quick steps.
After greeting the production team, Zhou Wenqiong also came over with her bag.
At this moment, the two sides stared at each other in disbelief.
Without saying a word, Liu Xiaoli and Zhou Wenqiong each took one of their little ears and pulled them onto the Santana that was not far away.
The car interior, tinted with privacy film, was gloomy. Da Meili sandwiched Zhou Xiaobai and Liu Qianqian between the back seats.
Inside the car, Liu Xiaoli remained silent, scrolling through her phone.
After seeing more than ten incoming calls, I didn't think much of it and picked up the phone to dial them.
After a few beeps, the call was answered: "Hello, I'm looking for Teacher Wang." A moment later, a voice came from the other end, indicating that the person had arrived.
"Hello! Teacher Wang, I was busy and didn't see the call." Liu Xiaoli said with a smile.
"Thank you, teacher... She skipped class, I just caught her... I'm so sorry, I'll talk to her..." Liu Xiaoli apologized profusely, but the teacher's next words stunned her. She turned to Zhou Xiaobai, "What? Xiaobai took leave? Her sister got married?... Ah..."
Zhou Wenqiong, who had been listening intently, was shocked to hear that "her sister got married."
I'm a grown woman, and I don't even have a boyfriend. When am I going to get married?
Following Liu Xiaoli's gaze, she looked at Zhou Xiaobai, and everything became clear.
One asked for leave under the pretense of getting married, while the other blatantly skipped class; she laughed in anger.
After another round of explanations, Liu Xiaoli hung up the phone and sneered.
Inside the gloomy car, the teacher's phone call, coupled with that cold laugh, instantly froze the air.
Zhou Xiaobai and Liu Qianqian hugged each other tightly.
Although they were sticking together for warmth, Liu Qianqian's mind was racing: she had helped Zhou Xiaobai get leave, while she herself had been caught red-handed skipping class.
Since the blame can't be pinned on Zhou Xiaobai, the only option is to take the offensive.
Liu Qianqian laughed bitterly, tears already welling up in her eyes. She was still rubbing Liu Xiaoli's cold thighs with her hand: "Mom, I'm sorry. Last night I heard you and Auntie talking about coming here to dance today, and my brother and I wanted to watch too, so... we skipped class... Mom, are you cold... should you wear some long pants...?"
The last statement is contradictory; it's already early summer, so it's not cold at all.
Liu Xiaoli glanced at the small hand reaching towards her thigh and immediately understood what the woman was up to.
Does this mean they have something on me, that the skirt is revealing?
However, she knows her own daughter well; when she starts talking, she's reckless and might just cause a disaster.
Liu Xiaoli sneered – Fine! Then let's see how deep you are.
She first sternly criticized Liu Qianqian for skipping class, saying that even if her grades were good, skipping class without permission was extremely irresponsible. Then she smiled and said, "Oh, isn't it pretty?"
"Yes! It looks good." Liu Qianqian nodded.
"What's so good about it?" Liu Xiaoli continued to ask, winking at Zhou Wenqiong, who immediately understood.
"Of course, it's dance."
Zhou Wenqiong poked her belly button and then touched her thigh. "Does that dress look good?"
She even did the iconic "meow punch" from the song "Little Apple," but this time she punched the back of the driver's seat with all her might, making a startling thud.
"The clothes are beautiful, you look so good in them, you look just like my older sister."
Liu Qianqian shrank her neck. She originally thought she could knock her mother unconscious by driving first, but now that the other woman and her sisters were working together, if she tried to talk back, it might end up being a car accident.
She glanced at Zhou Xiaobai, who was still in a daze, and thought to herself with resentment: Other sisters fight together as one, but we siblings fight our own battles. No wonder we get beaten. Can't you be a little more assertive?
"Oh! So you want to call me Sister Li again?" Liu Xiaoli teased her. Mother and daughter turned into sisters, who knows who's at a disadvantage?
Liu Qianqian gave up resisting and went along with it: "Yes, Sister Li, you're like a real sister to me. I know I was wrong, and I won't skip class again."
"Hehe!" Liu Damei laughed heartily, not believing she couldn't teach you a lesson. "Write a self-criticism? Or get a beating? Choose one."
Since the other party has already admitted their mistake, we can't keep pressing them. Let's give her some hope first. Later, Zhou Xiaobai... hehe... will definitely drag my daughter down with him again.
Thinking of this, she was overjoyed.
Zhou Xiaobai originally thought it would be a storm, but what was Liu Xiaoli doing?
He couldn't understand. He stared at his older sister, hoping it was the same for him.
But Zhou Wenqiong grabbed his ear, a half-smile on her face, and said, "You took personal leave, not official leave, but leave because I'm getting married, right?"
She felt helpless about her sister being married off to her brother.
The thought that she was nearly thirty and still all alone made her feel sad.
However, she had her own plans. She knew she would never get married; she would rely on her younger brother to support her.
Zhou Xiaobai's ears were being tightly gripped by her, causing him to wince in pain. He secretly groaned in his heart—he had passed Liu Qianqian's test, but what about himself?
He quickly gave Liu Qianqian a meaningful look, asking for her help.
But there was no response from the other side. He became furious—if we're going to die, we'll all die together. If I'm not having a good time, you won't get away either.
"Sister, I was wrong. I only made up this excuse because I wanted to see you dance. You—" Zhou Xiaobai shrank her neck and admitted her mistake. Her attitude was very proper. As if she was unconsciously praising, "Not only is your dance beautiful, but your costumes are even more beautiful. Qianqian said it would be even more beautiful if you danced a scorpion demon dance."
Liu Qianqian got angry. Was she being framed? She blurted out, "You idiot, you even said you'd make Da Meili dance the rabbit spirit dance!"
Da Meili was furious. She clearly knew what kind of dance this was. It was a roundabout way of saying that her outfit was very seductive, which was obviously not a compliment.
Immediately, the car started shaking violently, and cries of pain filled the air.
It has to be said, having a car is great; you can have sex in the car. This new car is definitely a new experience.