White Swan

Chapter 16

Head Zhao didn't notice He Haoyun's stabbing emotions at all. Seeing him coming, he hurriedly introduced enthusiastically: "Boss He, this is the choreographer and director of our new dance drama, the current director."

Shi Xubai reached out his hand first, and shook hands with He Haoyun, with a smile on his face without losing his grace: "Mr. He, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Shi Dao, thank you that day for helping me take care of my child." He Haoyun was talking about the child.Not a boyfriend, let alone a lover.He Haoyun has introduced him like this for the past two years, and Qiao Fei is used to it.

When He Haoyun spoke, he bit the word "my family" very hard, but there was no trace of gratitude in his tone.

It is not so much a thank you as a debt collection.

Qiao Fei suddenly wanted to laugh. It was rare for someone to make the arrogant He Ershao feel threatened. He was like a lion, and he was hostile to any zebra that approached him.But Qiao Fei thought that the zebra seemed to be herself, and couldn't laugh anymore.

"It should be. Qiao Fei was a little uncomfortable that day. I saw that there was no one around him, so I took care of him."

He Haoyun's face gradually darkened, and his cold eyes were covered with a layer of frost.

Qiao Fei couldn't help but gently tugged on He Haoyun's clothes, trying to make him stop saying any more provocative words.But in He Haoyun's eyes, it looks like Qiao Fei is helping Shi Xubai.

He Haoyun distractedly stared at him sideways, his eyes darkened slightly, and finally he casually turned his head to a corner of the hall: "Go and wait for me over there, I'll find you later."

There was no possibility of discussing what he said, so Qiao Fei had no choice but to walk in the direction he pointed, thinking about what they would talk about.

Coincidentally, the place where He Haoyun casually let him go was right next to the table where the appetizers were arranged.This is a long table made up of several tables, extending from one end of the hall to the other.

It was filled with all kinds of exquisite snacks and cold dishes, but Qiao Fei didn't want to eat anything at all. He was just annoyed that there were the most people here, and people kept coming over, and many people stood at the table unhurriedly after finishing their food. While talking, he stood there and seemed extremely in the way.

Standing in front of the table blocked others, Qiao Fei could only go around behind the long table in the end, and he didn't dare to go anywhere else, fearing that He Haoyun would get angry if he couldn't find him for a while.

After being regarded as a banquet waiter by the third person, Qiao Fei felt helpless, leaned to the side, and cast her eyes elsewhere.

He suddenly saw a familiar figure behind the crowd, and he felt better.

Luo Ziwen jumped to the front of the table, carefully selected smoked salmon, deviled eggs and various snacks, piled up the plates into a mountain, and finally walked around the long table, putting his arm on Qiao Fei's shoulder unceremoniously.

"I think this kind of banquet is worth it, just to have a meal. The food here is enough to keep me in a good mood for a day."

"How did you sneak in?" Qiao Fei glanced at the appetizers piled up on his plate, and kindly advised him, "Eat less, you will have a physical examination next week, and then Dr. Ji will tell you that you are heavy."

Luo Ziwen sighed pretentiously, but he did not miss it: "Well, my good mood is gone."

Head Zhao's eyes just swept over. Luo Ziwen was so frightened that he stuffed the bitten deviled egg into his mouth, turned to face the wall, and asked Qiao Fei vaguely: "How is it? Did he see me?"

Luo Ziwen is not an official dancer of the dance troupe, so he would not be invited to this kind of banquet at all, but he still rushed up after hearing the news, just to have a meal.After all, in order to please various potential sponsors, the banquet prepared all kinds of food with great care and exquisiteness.

Qiao Fei glanced at them, but Head Zhao didn't stop his eyes on them, and said with a smile, "No, he only saw a big mouse stealing food."

A few well-proportioned men in custom-made suits came to the long table, and the big bosses of those companies came to join in the fun.

They didn't eat anything from the buffet table at all, but looked at Qiao Fei and Luo Ziwen, winked at them, and raised one corner of their mouths.After all, ballet dancers are in good shape, with slender legs and fair skin, and such explicit and rude looks are not uncommon.

Luo Ziwen smiled politely at them, and when they were far away, he turned around and rolled his eyes at Qiao Fei: "I never chase men, but if he is 1.8 meters eight, with long legs and abs, I might Jog for a few steps." He glanced up and down at the men who were about to be bald, "This kind of old man is fine."

Qiao Fei snorted with a smile. He Haoyun is 1.8 meters [-] tall, with long legs and abdominal muscles, but he doesn't want to run or walk.

"What are they talking about?" Luo Ziwen raised his chin in Shi Xubai's direction and asked curiously, "I can already smell gunpowder here."

Qiao Fei didn't answer, he also wanted to know what they were talking about, but he was sent away, so he had to bite his lip and wait for He Haoyun to come to him.

"I heard that you didn't feel well during the interview, and you were eliminated?" Luo Ziwen put down the empty plate in his hand, and for a rare moment, he comforted Qiao Fei, "I'm sorry, I know you really want to go out."

"It's okay, actually I don't really want to go now." Qiao Fei shrugged her shoulders.

"What's wrong?"

Before Qiao Fei could come up with an explanation, Head Zhao looked in their direction again, and this time he really saw Luo Ziwen.He frowned slightly and narrowed his eyes.

Luo Ziwen happened to meet his gaze, and suddenly shrank his neck.

"Oh my god, the leader seems to have seen me. Okay, I'm slipping away." Before he left, he didn't forget to put a few more bread rolls in his pocket.

Qiao Fei couldn't help laughing as she watched Luo Ziwen slump like a little mouse from behind the table towards the door.

After Luo Ziwen left, Qiao Fei cast her eyes on He Haoyun again, Shi Xubai was no longer there, Qiao Fei scanned the hall but did not see him, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

After two hours of socializing, it officially entered the dinner party. Director Zhao naturally sat at the same table with the art director. Since He Haoyun was the sponsor, he was naturally invited.

He Haoyun didn't look back to Qiao Fei at all, as if he had already forgotten him.Qiao Fei had no choice but to walk there behind them, like an abandoned puppy.

After walking a few steps, she bumped into a person suddenly from behind. Qiao Fei staggered a step, her center of gravity was unstable and she almost didn't fall, she supported herself on the table beside her.I don't know who has no brains to put the table knife upside down, with the blade facing upwards, and Qiao Fei just pressed her palm on it, and accidentally cut a small cut.

Sometimes dancing hurts worse than this, Qiao Fei didn't care, she just shook her hands, intending to keep up with He Haoyun who was walking ahead without looking back.

Before he turned around and took a step, a cold hand was suddenly placed on his shoulder.Qiao Fei looked back, it was Shi Xubai.He didn't look into Qiao Fei's eyes, but stared at the bleeding wound on his palm, and the smile on the corner of his mouth faded a bit.

The table knife was not sharp, it was just a small wound, and the bleeding stopped after a few drops, and it didn't hurt very much, and it will probably heal in a few days.

"Here." Shi Xubai took out a band-aid from his pocket and handed it over.

Qiao Fei glanced in He Haoyun's direction in fear. He turned his back to this side and was talking to Captain Zhao.Qiao Fei hesitated for a while, and finally took the band-aid, "Why do you have everything..."

Like a treasure bag.

Shi Xubai shrugged his shoulders, and said lightly: "I have practiced dancing for so many years, and I am used to carrying it on my body."

"Oh, thank you."

Shi Xubai nodded, put his hands back into his trouser pockets again, looked at the position of their table, but did not go over.After a while, he turned his head and said to Qiao Fei with a smile, "Song of the Lark."

Qiao Fei was lowering her head to stick a Band-Aid on her hand, but she didn't hear clearly, "Huh?"

"This piano piece is Tchaikovsky's "Song of the Lark", my favorite piano music."

The piece has been played on a loop, as if it hasn't been changed since the banquet.

There seemed to be a trace of nostalgia in Shi Xubai's eyes: "I used to only listen to this every time when I was warming up."

He blinked, and before Qiao Fei could answer, he walked to their table, pulled out the chair and sat down.Qiao Fei followed, and finally remembered the name of the song, with a subtle smile on his lips.

When He Haoyun saw him, he remembered that there was such a person. He frowned and asked Qiao Fei, "Where did you go?"

"...didn't go anywhere... just stood there."

The waiters in the lobby served each table with dishes, and according to foreign traditions, put the plates that matched the meals in front of everyone.

Dinner was black truffle fried steak with grilled mushrooms and mashed potatoes.

Qiao Fei didn't touch the red wine on the table, and quietly pushed the goblet away from him, and he restrained himself from eating a little of what was on the table.

The artistic director was eloquently describing to head Zhao the dance drama he wanted to create, and Qiao Fei only recognized the topic he was talking about by relying on the word "Don Quixote" he repeated many times.

He couldn't understand what the art director was saying, but out of politeness, he had to show that he was listening carefully.

The topic at the dinner table was monotonous, and even He Haoyun beside him started looking at his mobile phone under the table. Qiao Fei glanced at him, thinking that he was busy with some work, but was surprised to find that he was actually playing Xiaole.

Qiao Fei almost spit out the water he just drank.

After sitting for less than half an hour, Qiao Fei started to wander off. In his mind, he went through the newly rehearsed dance a few days ago and recalled the music.

To be honest, Shi Xubai has very high requirements for the actors. Every time he teaches a new dance step, he only tells everyone to write it down. The rest of the rehearsal time is all for perfecting the dance and making this part the best.

Qiao Fei was sitting steadily with her upper body, her elbows propped up on the table in a regular manner, but her legs under the table were dishonest, and she danced slightly to the music in her head.

When Shi Xubai raised his hand to pick up the chopsticks, he accidentally wiped off the napkin at hand, bent down to pick it up, and the corner of his eyes inadvertently caught Qiao Fei's restless legs.

At a glance, he recognized this dance step as a piece of his new choreography, which he had just taught the actors a few days ago.

It was a brisk dance near the end of the play, the wedding scene of Florizal and Perdita, and the place where the ensemble dancers took the most part in the whole ballet.

Shi Xubai couldn't help laughing.

Little things, they can jump to the right beat without music.

After this meal, Shi Xubai dropped the napkin three times in total.