Ruan Qi twitched the corner of her mouth and silently looked at the plaque next to the courtyard door.
——Fuguihua Square Dance Center.
"..."
Nice.
Excellent.
The beautiful songs were still ringing, and a group of old men and women who were as light as swallows danced out of their souls.
Ruan Qi glanced at Nie Beilou's face and lit a candle in her heart for the uncles and uncles of the same sect.
She quietly took out her mobile phone and found the WeChat chat window of Wei Jiaming’s master, Master Huang.
[It’s Xiaoqi: Master, Master is at the Fuguihua Square Dance Center.]
Less than half a minute after the message was sent, a figure rushed from the side courtyard.
When he saw Nie Beilou standing at the door, his vision went dark, and he rushed into the yard like the wind and turned off the stereo.
The old men and women who were so immersed in dancing were unhappy.
"Xiao Chen, are you tired of dancing? This dance is really exciting!" The beautiful old lady who led the dance raised her eyebrows.
Xiao Chen made a sad face and winked at her crazily.
"Uncle Bai, look who's at the door."
Mrs. Bai frowned and looked at the door.
A handsome man with outstanding grace.
Wearing a dark red gown, her face is like a crown of jade. Even after many years, it is still like a sharp sword of proud snow and frost, making people's hearts beat wildly.
The dance fan in Mrs. Bai's hand fell to the ground with a 'pop'.
……
Temporary notice for middle-aged and elderly activity center - temporary suspension of operations.
The vermilion door is closed, the singing sound is gone, the mahjong sound is gone, and the square dancing sound is gone.
In the main hall, Nie Beilou sat at the head, and Ruan Qi stood aside.
In front of the two of them, a group of old men and women with a combined age of almost a thousand years hung their heads listlessly, like quails waiting to be roasted.
Nie Beilou's cold eyes slowly swept over their faces.
"You have had a good life these years."
As soon as Nie Beilou finished speaking, Ruan Qi clearly saw a little old man's legs weakening and he almost fell to the ground.
There was also a beautiful aunt who looked to be in her forties and was so scared that she cried.
"..."
How much of a psychological shadow has Master left on his fellow disciples and uncles?
Ruan Qi was sweating in her heart for her uncles and uncles. At this moment, rapid footsteps sounded outside the door.
"Hey, Junior Brother Beilou is back!" A handsome middle-aged man in a suit walked into the door with a smile.
Ruan Qi glanced at his face and felt that he looked familiar.
Where have you seen it?
Just as she was thinking about it, she heard Nie Beilou say lightly: "Senior Brother Feng."
Feng?
Ruan Qi was stunned for a moment, and in the blink of an eye she finally remembered!
——Feng Zhao, President of the Chinese Pharmaceutical Association!
The world-famous medical Taishan Beidou!
She saw him on Xinwen Network half a month ago!
Such a powerful person is actually her fellow apprentice!
Shocked like a mountain falling apart, Ruan Qi's little mouth slowly opened into an 'o' character.
Maybe her gaze was too intense, so Feng Zhao looked over here with a smile.
When he saw the little girl, he was startled for a moment and then smiled.
"Is this Xiaoqi?"
As soon as Feng Zhao said this, the old men and women who had been drooping their heads just now all raised their heads, their eyes extremely warm.
Ruan Qi's face felt hot at the sight. She scratched her head, stepped forward and bowed to everyone.
"Junior Ruan Qi, I would like to pay tribute to all my uncles and uncles."
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole hall exploded.
"Oh, this is Xiao Qizi!"
"She's more beautiful in real life than on TV!"
"Xiao Qi, I am your Uncle Liu, and I am a career fan. Soft Treasure can fly with confidence and will always be with you."
"Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, please sign your name for me later. If my granddaughter doesn't study hard, I'll hang your signature on her bedside. Maybe she will be lucky!"