White Swan

Chapter 15

Arrived very quickly the day after tomorrow. The banquet held by the dance troupe was held in the lobby of a high-end hotel. The interior of the hall was gorgeously decorated, with crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, high tables scattered here and there, and many waiters holding wine glasses interspersed Among the crowd, offer alcoholic beverages.

Qiao Fei scanned around and found that only about one-third of all the dancers came, and most of the group dancers were not qualified at all, and would not want to come to this kind of banquet, after all, only jealousy share.

The chiefs all came, and stood in the center of the hall smilingly accepting the compliments from the people around them.

Among the guests invited to the banquet were many big bosses of various companies. Everyone could tell that they were not really here for the ballet, and the board of directors of the dance company only valued their wallets.But there are also some guests who really know how to appreciate ballet, and they come here to be able to talk with dancers they admire and admire.

Qiao Fei followed He Haoyun and stood at the high table on the west side of the hall. There were too many people around, and he was a little uncomfortable. He put his arms on the table and rubbed his fingertips.He Haoyun leisurely sipped the red wine in his glass and checked the information on his mobile phone.

Some female guests around cast their eyes intentionally or unintentionally in their direction.He Haoyun looked like an unattainable rich man, his handsome face and bones carried an air of nobility that no one else could ignore.

But he has always been defiant. If he is not interested in someone, he will not even bother to look over him.

"Drink?" He Haoyun shook the wine glass in his hand to Qiao Fei.He was wearing a khaki haute couture suit, the collar of his shirt was slightly open, his dark blue tie was tied with a Windsor knot, and the cuff buttons on his body cost tens of thousands.

If Qiao Fei had met him in a different situation, she might have found him as attractive as those female guests.

Qiao Fei took his goblet, lightly touched the red wine inside with her lips, and made a grimace.

He Haoyun smiled lightly and said nothing.

An open space was left in the center of the banquet, and several female ballet dancers danced to the soothing and beautiful music, bringing a little brisk atmosphere to the banquet.

The music is a very famous piano piece by Tchaikovsky. Qiao Fei has heard it, but he can't remember the name of the piece.

He Haoyun was still looking at his phone, Qiao Fei didn't dare to disturb him, and began to look around boredly.His gaze was attracted by a small group of people not far away, Shi Xubai was standing with Head Zhao, talking politely to the people around him.

Shi Xubai's two long legs were wrapped in suit trousers without any wrinkles, his hands were casually inserted in his trouser pockets, he stood upright and dignified, his soft hair was tied neatly behind his head, his eyes were gentle, and he smiled slightly, As soon as he stood there, he stood out among a group of people.

He was once the youngest male principal of a top American ballet troupe, and most of the guests at the banquet had heard of him.People who didn't know him couldn't help being attracted by his temperament, and whispered to the people around him who he was.

But while the people around him were praising him in a low voice, many people felt sorry for him, and some even felt pity for him.

Several guests at the table next to Qiao Fei were talking about Shi Xubai unscrupulously, treating him as a topic for chatting.Qiao Fei turned her body sideways, she was too close, it was hard not to hear her.

"I can no longer dance at the age of 26. You must know that this ballet dancer is at the peak of his life at the age of 30. It is a pity that his career ended before it even started."

"Unfortunately, it's also his own fault. If it wasn't for dancing too hard and demanding so much of himself, how could he wear down his knees so badly? You really have to take it easy when dancing this kind of dance, and don't lose yourself , the body is the capital, if you waste it, it will be over."

"I heard that he could have succeeded as head. The current head of the Santa Maria Ballet is very optimistic about him, and wants to recommend him the position of head after he retires. Look at him now, this is called falling from the sky." to the ground."

Qiao Fei shifted her gaze to Shi Xubai.

A prince who accidentally degenerated into a commoner lost his crown, and the people around him no longer bowed to him.

The voices of those people were louder, it was impossible for Shi Xubai to not hear him, but he was still handsome, and the smile on his mouth never faded away.

Qiao Fei felt unfair for him. He worked hard to practice dance for more than 20 years. God knows how much he suffered and how much he paid. up.

Where those people couldn't see, Qiao Fei gave them a hard look, and took the place of Shi Xubai's breath.

He Haoyun raised his eyes from the phone, followed Qiao Fei's line of sight, and noticed Shi Xubai, he squinted his eyes and asked Qiao Fei, "Who is it?"

Qiao Fei hesitated for a moment, and replied truthfully: "It's the new choreographer of the dance drama we're rehearsing now, I told you about it."

"The one in the toilet with you?"

"..." Qiao Fei choked for a moment, he was so dizzy at the time, he didn't pay attention to what happened around him at all, he didn't expect He Haoyun to remember it, and would bring it up again, and replied after deliberation, "Well, it's him. "

He Haoyun drank the red wine in the goblet in one gulp, and left the glass on the table, "Okay, I'll go say hello to him."

Qiao Fei felt slightly dissatisfied with what happened that day in He Haoyun's tone, fearing that he might say something out of line, anxiously wanted to stop him: "Don't..."

It was already too late, He Haoyun strode forward several steps, Qiao Fei could only trot to keep up, he wanted to pull He Haoyun's sleeve to keep him away, but he didn't dare, his hands stopped in mid-air, finally helplessly fall.

Standing beside He Haoyun, Qiao Fei didn't dare to raise her eyes to look at Shi Xubai at all, her sight that had nowhere to rest could only fall on the ground, looking at her own toes.

When Shi Xubai degenerated into a commoner, he still did not lose the temperament of a prince, but he was just a piece of white paper dyed black, and he might not have the right to connect with him, lest the ink on his body would splash him.

He struggled alone in the swamp, but he couldn't get out, but sank deeper and deeper, and even if he was rescued, his body was covered with mud, and he was already unclean.