Chapter 298 Dandy, Tsar, and Flamingo

The banquet hall of the Summer Palace was newly decorated. Because it was the kind of reception where everyone stood and drank, there were two long tables placed on the edge of the banquet hall, filled with food that could be eaten.

Wang Zhong entered the venue holding Lyudmila's hand, picked up a piece of walnut cake, and looked around while eating.

Diplomats and wives followed the pair, and soon the whole room was filled.

The band was already in place in a dedicated area, playing soothing music.

Wang Zhong asked Lyudmila in a low voice: "What is the next process?"

Because the saying "Lieutenant General Rokossov does not like dances" has spread throughout Yebao, Wang Zhong has not been to a dance since he took office in Yebao for more than a month.

His knowledge of prom still remains in various film and television works, such as the unprecedented "War and Peace" filmed by Mao Zi.

There is also that Maozi movie "*** Ark" which is really shot to the end.

In addition, the dance party is a complete black box for Wang Zhong, an unexplored territory. However, the person he traveled through was a "party master" before, or a "party wanderer" in two-dimensional terms.

According to other people's stories, the dandy Rokosov should be extremely good at getting ignorant girls into bed at balls.

This happens to be Wang Zhong's unfamiliar territory.

prom? Just kidding, even when I went to KTV, I would yell "Steel pot with tears in my eyes and shout to repair the ladle pot" with my good friends! The only part of the entire KTV process where I interacted with the girls who came with me was when I sang "Girl Opposite Look Over".

Facing the confused Wang Zhong, Lyudmila explained thoughtfully: "There will be a speech later, just take care of the food."

"Okay. I'm good at this. Just applaud at the end and that's it." Wang Zhong nodded.

Lyudmila: "Then there will be the first song, where the hostess and the male guest lead the dance."

"Yeah, I understand. I'll keep eating." Wang Zhong continued to nod like garlic.

Lyudmila looked at him: "No, you are the male guest of honor."

Wang Zhong: "Me?"

Staying in Nuo?

real or fake?

Lyudmila looked at Wang Zhong's serious expression and smiled without restraint: "Why are you so serious? I don't want you to eat Prosen's army."

Wang Zhong: "I would rather annihilate the enemy's army group."

Just kidding, you are much scarier than the Prosen tank. The front armor of the Tiger is not as thick as yours.

Wang Zhong: "Then the hostess is Olga - Your Majesty?"

Lyudmila reminded in a low voice: "One life is missing."

"Oh. So it's her? She and I will lead the dance?"

Lyudmila nodded: "Be careful when stepping on your feet."

Wang Zhong: "Have I ever stepped on my feet before?"

"You always know how to do it. Then on the pretext of giving her medicine and massage, he took the girl to the infirmary that had been prepared nearby." Lyudmila winked at Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong: "Don't worry, I won't do this to my god sister."

The palace ceremonial officer tapped the floor with the long staff in his hand, attracted everyone's attention and shouted loudly: "Her Majesty Olga I is here!"

Everyone who was chatting turned around and looked at the door where the ceremonial officer was.

The door slowly opened, and Her Majesty Tsar Olga I entered the banquet hall dressed in gorgeous clothes, followed by two maids holding skirts.

Olga's wrapping was a little tight, maybe it was cold today.

Wang Zhong felt relieved a little.

However, the next moment, His Majesty the Tsar shook his shoulders, just like the performance before the boss battle in the Yakuza series, and threw off the long royal cloak!

Then she untied the belt around her waist that held the skirt in place.

In an instant, Her Majesty Olga's 'burden reduction' was completed, and she looked at the guests with a smile.

She was actually searching and froze when she saw Wang Zhong's position.

Wang Zhong was speechless.

"Merry Christmas, everyone." Olga began her speech.

Wang Zhong followed what Lyudmila taught him just now and started to adjust things.

Olga glanced at him and said, "Your Majesty is looking at you, isn't it good for you to eat with your head down like this?"

Wang Zhong: "I'm looking at her too. That's it."

He took the food and looked at Olga, and then realized that there was cream left on his lips when he bit the cake. This makes his gesture look like he is making a fool of himself.

The Tsar almost lost his temper, but finally stabilized his position and continued his speech: "This year has been a difficult year for the Allies fighting against the Axis of Evil. Our Ant Empire has lost millions of soldiers, just captured There are more than 1.5 million officers and soldiers."

Wang Zhongxin hopes that if it weren’t for my hard work, he could get hundreds of thousands more, bringing it up to two million.

The Tsar continued: "And the United States lost six battleships and countless sailors died in the Fuso Empire's sneak attack. As for the United Kingdom, as of July this year, they were still being bombed by Prosen, and countless civilians died in air raids. I propose a minute's silence for all those who have died."

After saying this, Olga folded her hands and pressed them on her abdomen, bowed her head in silence.

Wang Zhong quickly put down the food in his hand and bowed his head in silence.

A minute later, Wang Zhong raised his head and looked at Olga, and found that there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

Are you thinking of Ivan?

Olga: "As a Tsar, I also lost two of my relatives under the iron heel of Prosen. This blood feud can only be resolved with fire and sword! The lost country will be restored, and justice will eventually win!"

Wang Zhong took the lead in applauding, and soon the whole audience burst into applause.

When the applause died down, Olga continued: "Today we celebrate Christmas to show our determination to the Proson Empire and to show that we have not succumbed to their tyranny. Let's raise our glasses and celebrate Christmas!"

The waiters appeared in a line with trays full of goblets with superb skills, and then dispersed into the group of guests, moving freely.

Soon everyone had a glass in their hands.

Wang Zhong raised his hand high and shouted with others: "Cheers!"

After drinking, Olga handed the glass to the waiter, then gestured to the band, and the first song began.

Lyudmila pushed Wang Zhong: "Go."

Am I your Pokémon?

No, now it should be "Am I your Palu?"

But he still stepped forward and invited Olga to dance.

The strange thing is that he didn't know how to invite, but his body had muscle memory and naturally made the move.

Olga smiled very happily and put her hand directly in Wang Zhong's palm.

So Wang Zhong led her to the lead dance position.

At this time, Wang Zhong finally confirmed that the body does have muscle memory, so he boldly let his body move on its own, guiding Olga to dance on the dance floor.

Lyudmila was supposed to dance with the male host, but there was no male host, so she stood by with a smile, watching Wang Zhong and his "godsister" dance.

Wang Zhong tried not to pay attention to the front armor in front of him, and locked his eyes on Olga's face.

After the song ended, he didn't step on Olga's foot once.

Damn, it was agreed that he would step on her feet and take the girl to the infirmary?

No, I definitely don't want to take His Majesty the Tsar there, I don't mean that!

Amid the applause, Olga whispered regretfully: "I thought it would be a more intense dance."

Wang Zhong: "Your Majesty, that kind of dance requires tango music, or a more intense flamenco. I can't get excited about the waltz played by the band."

"Is that so." Olga turned her head to look at the band, raised her hand and snapped her fingers, "In the name of the Tsar, I want a flamenco!"

As a band that can play for the court, naturally any song is no problem.

The sound of the guitar sounded immediately, it was really flamenco.

Wang Zhong's heart was immediately beating, wondering if this body had this skill.

The violin sounded, Wang Zhong: "Have you... learned flamenco?"

Olga: "I saw you dance with other girls."

Good guy, you really have this skill, Dandy Rokosov, you are really a party master.

At this time, the violin sounded, and Wang Zhong remembered that he saw Antonio Ban and Catherine Zeta dance this song in "The Mask of Zorro"!

So he followed suit, and with the help of his body, he went up and hugged Olga's waist.

The first part of the song was actually quite gentle. Wang Zhong hugged Olga's waist and walked around the dance floor. Then the guitar joined in, and the drum beats became denser, so Wang Zhong's movements suddenly sped up.

As soon as he raised his hand, Olga spun like a top, and her steps perfectly matched the fast playing of the guitar.

At the end of the song, Olga rushed into Wang Zhong's arms. At this time, Wang Zhong had a move, his face was facing his front armor, and his nose was almost inserted into the gap of the armor.

The previous rotation had not made Olga sweat yet, so Wang Zhong could only smell the scent of perfume. He couldn't tell what kind of fragrance it was, but he knew it smelled good, without the pungent feeling of inferior perfume.

And that was really white, he wanted to bury his face in it.

Wang Zhong freely matched Olga's dance steps, and spun with her, making her skirt bloom like a flower.

After the song ended, Wang Zhong controlled his breathing and looked at Olga's face again, and found that she was finally sweating - it was winter, and the temperature in the banquet hall was not low.

The last note, the two froze in the last pose.

Thunderous applause.

Olga took this opportunity to whisper in Wang Zhong's ear: "I have wanted to dance with you for a long time, and my brother taught me the dance steps."

What the hell, Ivan, you are plotting against me!

Wang Zhong stood up straight, let go of Olga's waist, naturally took her hand, and greeted everyone.

So the applause started again, and Lyudmila was also applauding.

Wang Zhong sent Olga back to where she should be, bowed again, turned around, and looked at Lyudmila.

There should be a break between the two dances at the ball.

The band also started playing soothing music.

Wang Zhong walked towards Lyudmila and bowed to her: "Would you please do me a favor and sing a flamenco?"

Lyudmila: "I don't have a teacher, I'll step on your feet. And I'm wearing a military uniform."

Wang Zhong: "Isn't that perfect? ​​Come on."

So Lyudmila put her hand in Wang Zhong's palm.

Wang Zhong led her to the center of the dance floor, and using his new tricks, he snapped his fingers to the band: "Flamenco!"