"Isn't this a bit inappropriate? For this kind of occasion?" Li Yang said somewhat awkwardly.
But the more he said that, the more people misunderstood him, thinking he was deliberately delaying because he was incompetent. They all egged him on, saying he was a toad trying to eat swan meat, that he shouldn't dabble in something he wasn't capable of, that he was reckless and other such things. In short, they wanted to severely criticize and despise him.
“He’s an uneducated scoundrel!” Sun Weirui said provocatively, standing next to her mother, Su Qingchi.
"oh--"
Everyone exclaimed "Oh!" at the same time, their eyes showing a look of sudden realization.
Some people recognized Sun Weirui as Su Qingchi's daughter. Seeing them standing together intimately, looking as charming and delicate as a pair of sisters, their eyes couldn't help but burn with lust. If someone could have a mother and daughter like that, that would be so awesome!
"No way! If you don't want to jump, then pour this glass of red wine over your head and I'll let you off this time," Su Miaomiao said sarcastically, swirling the wine glass in her hand.
"Fall down—"
"Now you know the consequences of blaspheming the goddess, right?"
"If you can't do it, don't pretend to be something you're not! Who do you think you are?"
Many wealthy people also dropped their pretense of benevolence and began to sneer and mock Li Yang, eagerly waiting to see him make a fool of himself.
"Okay, actually, the main problem is that my clothes are really not suitable for dancing! I think I've only been learning street dance, robot dance, moonwalk and stuff for a few months now, right? I don't know if I can dance well, but since everyone is so enthusiastic about seeing it, I guess I'll have to make a fool of myself!" Li Yang looked around and said, pretending to be modest.
But the more he said that, the angrier everyone became, and they all thought he was being a complete idiot!
"Goddess, could you please get me my wine glass?" Li Yang asked, leaning closer to Su Miaomiao and squinting his eyes.
Su Miaomiao was slightly taken aback. She had always been aloof and commanding, always giving orders and having people serve her. She had never had the habit of serving others.
"Hmm?" Su Miaomiao frowned and stared intently at Li Yang.
"Take it!" Li Yang grabbed her free hand and shoved the wine glass into it, taking the opportunity to touch her small hand.
Su Miaomiao was so angry that her face turned pale. She bit her lip tightly, trying her best not to show it.
The expression on her face, though she was clenching her teeth, still made everyone gasp, and they angrily wondered how Su Miaomiao would deal with Li Yang later.
"You just wait!" Su Miaomiao thought fiercely, wishing she could smash both wine glasses on the ground or splash the wine on Li Yang's face, but that would be too damaging to her image and would make her seem shallow.
She gritted her teeth and endured it, waiting for Li Yang to be unable to extricate himself, and then poured both glasses of wine onto Li Yang's face and head.
With a flourish, Li Yang snapped his fingers and said, "Music!"
This place was originally a bar, so naturally there were plenty of things like this. They set it up immediately, and with the top-of-the-line Hi-Fi sound system playing music, everyone's expressions were instantly awed, and they couldn't help but want to dance to the music.
However, it wasn't too serious yet, and everyone could still tolerate and control themselves, pretending to be calm while glancing at Li Yang with disdainful smiles.
"Then let's have a classic Michael Jackson dance, 'Stranger in Moscow'—"
Li Yang's words were surprisingly professional, which startled those who knew music and were fans of MJ. They wondered if he could do robot dancing and moonwalk.
However, as soon as the music started, everyone's glasses fell to the ground, their mouths gaped open wide enough to fit several bird eggs, and their previous expressions of disdain and contempt froze on their faces.
Even Su Miaomiao herself was stunned, holding her wine glass and standing there, staring blankly at Li Yang, who moved nimbly with the dance as if Michael Jackson had been reborn.
Chapter 526: Signing on the Chest
At that moment, when MJ's signature moonwalk descended from the sky, Li Yang's effortless and incredibly similar movements were as if MJ himself had possessed him!
Quiet.
Everyone around was stunned, their brains lost the ability to think, and they were in a daze.
However, Li Yang seemed to suddenly find his rhythm. Contrary to what was said at the beginning—that his clothes were ill-fitting and unsuitable for dancing—he danced with extreme ease. Almost a minute after Li Yang started dancing, the men and women who had been moved by the music couldn't help but sway along with his movements.
The dynamic and energetic music, enhanced by the top-of-the-line HiFi speakers, became even more authentic, making people tremble all over. Regardless of whether they knew anything about Michael Jackson or were fans of the series, everyone swayed along with Li Yang's movements.
Many beautiful women, disregarding their evening gowns and floor-length skirts, rushed out and danced around Li Yang with great enthusiasm, striking poses and flirting.
Her flexible waist swayed with the rhythm, like a snake.
The most typical example is Anya, this ripe peach.
Back when she first debuted, she was a master of pole dancing, a famous pole dancing queen in nightclubs. Her figure seemed to be made of noodles and water, with no bones at all.
Her movements were the most standard, and she kept up with the rhythm and action. She twisted against Li Yang's body like a snake, raising her hands above her head. With her back to Li Yang, she twisted her round buttocks at his crotch, moving them in an S-shape from side to side. The fabric of her buttocks was almost touching the fabric of Li Yang's crotch, and sparks seemed to flicker in that hair-thin gap.
Li Yang was no longer mechanical; instead, he moved with the agility of an elf carrying a longbow. He placed his hands on Anya's waist and twisted his body with the swaying of her hips, like two intertwined snakes.
Everyone was completely absorbed in the show, pulling their female companions into the same way, beaming with excitement.
The few wealthy individuals who remained sober exchanged glances and smiled wryly. They looked at the dazed Su Miaomiao, sighed slightly, and shook their heads inwardly, not wanting to be an oddity standing to the side.
However, in order to please Su Miaomiao, none of them brought any female companions, and they had no partners.
But as expected of these big shots with assets exceeding 100 million and remarkable experiences, they started swaying to the rhythm without needing female companions, and seemed to be enjoying themselves quite a bit.
Which of these guys doesn't know how to dance? They probably haven't even seen enough striptease, pole dancing, and table dancing to get numb to it all.
"You pervert!" Sun Weirui recovered after a long while, biting her lip and muttering softly, but not daring to let anyone hear her. Her breathing was rapid and her cheeks were as red as ripe apples.
Fang Kexin trembled with excitement, her hands clenched tightly, her eyes sparkling with a bright, dreamy light.
Su Qingchi frowned slightly. Although she didn't want to agree with Li Yang emotionally at all, she had to admit objectively that Li Yang danced very well. So well that she could only say that while others had joints, he had screws. He was too damn flexible.
Su Qingchi looked up and saw her seemingly dazed younger sister. She sighed inwardly. Others might not know, but she knew very well that her sister, who appeared aloof and unapproachable, was actually warm-hearted beneath her cold exterior. To put it bluntly, she was a repressed and passionate woman, and an absolutely loyal MJ fan! Seeing Li Yang's amazing MJ robot dance and moonwalk, she sighed, wondering what would happen.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."