The spotlight was on, there was applause all around, and all the famous people in the imperial capital were sitting in the audience, confidently talking about the business landscape and giving advice on the country.
This is the scene in Song Xiang's dream.
Three minutes ago, it happened.
She was dragged into the venue by Yan Han, and then without any buffer time, Yan Han let go of her hand and pushed her towards the podium.
Song Xiang stood alone, without looking back, she could clearly feel the impact of the hot sight on her back.
She straightened her back, held her breath, and tried to calm herself down.
Song Xiang, don't panic, it's not a big problem.
The surrounding flashlights kept flashing, and the media gathered in a circle outside. The posture was no worse than the press conference of a popular TV series.
Song Xiang had a smile on his face, but in his heart thousands of troops were already galloping past.
She walked onto the stage, placed her hands on the podium, and adjusted the curvature of her lips appropriately.
"Good evening everyone——"
The calm voice, unlike her fast heartbeat, rang through the entire venue layer by layer.
Song Xiang thought of the process Yan Han had just mentioned and spoke slowly. She originally thought she would be at a loss for words, but when she had no way out, all the drafts she had typed came out very smoothly.
In the audience, Yan Han was sitting at the front seat, listening to Song Xiang's inaugural speech on the stage.
From beginning to end, it was very different from what she said when she was drunk, just like it was copied.
Sure enough, this woman was thinking about this scene in her dreams.
He wanted to laugh a little, and the corners of his lips unconsciously curled up in a slight arc.
On the stage, Song Xiang spoke with a decent smile. When she glanced around and saw the smile on the corner of Yan Han's mouth, she immediately felt that it was ridicule.
Her heart sank, and she subconsciously reflected on whether she had made a mistake in what she just said. As soon as she thought about it, her brain stopped for a moment, and she... ran out of words.
The place was quiet.
The sound of the camera clicking is very obvious, and it also creates a sense of tension.
Song Xiang was so angry with herself that she hated Yan Han so much that she laughed so hard that she forgot her lyrics.
The smile on her face remained unchanged, she changed her speech state just now, and went directly to the last party to look forward to the future.
Fortunately, the people in the audience didn't care what she said and just went through the motions.
Song Xiang spoke for about ten minutes, and the audience applauded as promised, indicating that her mission was over.
When he walked off the stage, he originally wanted to go in the direction of Yan Han, but found two directors sitting next to him, and behind him were Wen Xin and Zhao Zhe.
She pursed her lips, glanced around the venue, straightened her back and walked to where Yue Ji's employees gathered.
Yang Liu stood at the front, gave her a hug and whispered in her ear: "You're so handsome!"
Song Xiang wanted to laugh, but couldn't help being excited, so he patted Yang Liu's back twice.
Before the two of them had time to say anything, the host on the stage had already announced that they were entering the banquet, and the style in the venue also changed quickly.
After the ceremony is the dance, which is also an inherent process.
As Song Xiang is the protagonist, who she dances with in the first dance is very important.
She just went straight to Yangliu, but now she was standing a little far away from Yan Han. If she walked over again, it would look a bit deliberate, and Yan Han might not dance with her.
While he was hesitating, someone appeared beside him.
"Miss Song, do you want me to give you some face?"
Song Xiang turned around with surprise in his eyes, "Young Master Yu?"
Yu Tianyu raised his eyebrows. He was wearing a light blue suit and diamond earrings on his earlobes. He smiled slightly and looked a bit naughty.
Song Xiang couldn't refuse, so she put her hand on Yu Tianyu's hand without even thinking about it.
The music started and the two stepped onto the dance floor.
Song Xiang put her hand on Yu Tianyu's shoulder and talked while dancing: "Why are you here?"
Yu Tianyu whispered in her ear: "It's not just me."
Song Xiang was shocked and looked in the direction that Yu Tianyu pointed. Sure enough, she saw Lu Zechen and Gong Shiheng under the champagne tower. Next to them were two friends she had also met with Yan Han.
She thought that those "big crocodiles" were already showing off, but she didn't expect that friends like Yan Han were also there, and they were gathered together so well.
The music was melodious, and she danced around easily, just in time to see Yan Han.
He wasn't dancing. There was already a circle of people around him, and everyone was a great person.
As if feeling her gaze, Yan Han raised his eyes slightly.
Song Xiang quickly lowered his head and used Yu Tianyu's height to block his face.
After the dance, Yu Tianyu bowed like a gentleman and led Song Xiang out of the dance floor.
Yan Han didn't say anything, and Lu Zechen led the people up first.
"Congratulations to Mr. Song, you have a bright future."
Song Xiang had already collected a sack of words like this just now, but when she heard them from Lu Zechen's mouth, she felt unhappy.
She did not look at Lu Zechen, but turned to Gong Shiheng, "Mr. Gong, thank you for coming."
Lu Zechen groaned, turned around and said to Yan Han: "Come and see, Mr. Song's attitude towards Shiheng is a bit unusual."