"What do you mean I bullied her? She can fight ten of us alone. Would I dare to bully her? Didn't you see that she wanted to rush up and beat me up? She scared me to death! "
Mo Wen patted his chest and said with a "grievance".
"In the future, don't bully girls. Men should know how to be tolerant, modest, and reasonable. How can you be calculative with a girl?"
Shen Jing glared at Mo Wen. Disregarding whether he was right or wrong, he had deliberately angered her just now, which was wrong.
"Madam is right. Change, I have to change, "Mo Wen said with a smile. After living in between Qin Xiaoyou and Shen Jing for a while, his ability to act obedient was getting better and better.
Shen Jing rolled her eyes at Mo Wen and snorted in her heart. He said it so lightly, most likely he didn't take it seriously.
After that, Mo Wen and Shen Jing went to the dining area and prepared to eat something. The party was very long, and there were all kinds of entertainment activities. Only when they were full would they have the energy to play.
Of course, not every passenger would attend the welcome party. It was already very good if more than 60% of the passengers attended.
"When you are eating, don't look around. Maintain the proper etiquette and manners." Shen Jing placed a glass of fruit juice in front of Mo Wen, indicating for him to focus on eating.
"There are so many rules," Mo Wen muttered as he retracted his gaze.
"Shouldn't you show your manners and manners in this kind of social gathering? Otherwise, how can you make valuable friends? "Shen Jing placed a plate of sliced steak in front of Mo Wen.
"It has always been others who look for me to make friends," Mo Wen said arrogantly.
"You are so smug," Shen Jing said, amused.
At 7: 30 pm, there were more and more people on the deck. There were men dressed neatly and elegantly, and women dressed elegantly.
The captain of the Sword of the Seas began to appear. He was a 50-60 year old white man called John something. His name was too long, so Mo Wen didn't remember it. After a speech, the old captain announced the start of the party. The party was divided into a few modules. There was a place for making friends, a place for sightseeing, and a place for entertainment.
"Do you know how to dance?"
Shen Jing asked with a smile when she saw Mo Wen looking at the dance floor not far away. The dance party was usually the core of the party. Men and women usually used the dance party to make friends who would be helpful to them.
Of course, there were also people who danced purely for entertainment.
After the captain's speech, the ball had already begun. Melodious music surrounded the open-air dance floor. Even those who did not participate in the ball looked over from afar.
"I don't know." Mo Wen said very honestly. He just felt that the men and women hugging and dancing on the dance floor were really too indecent.
"Then I'll teach you later. Men of the upper class must have this kind of social skills," Shen Jing said with a smile.
"You know how to jump?" Mo Wen looked at Shen Jing, perplexed.
"Of course." Shen Jing nodded and smiled. For them, etiquette lessons were a compulsory course.
"You are not allowed to dance with others in the future," Mo Wen said, a little depressed. Since Shen Jing knew how to dance, she must have danced with others before.
"Can't you be more generous?" Shen Jing was speechless. How petty was this little man? He could even get jealous through this. She hadn't attended a ball in a long time.
"In the future, if you want to dance, look for me," Mo Wen said.
"First of all, you have to know how to dance. At the very least, you have to know some simple dances before you can dance with me." Shen Jing snorted lightly. This man was really overbearing.
"Don't I have Madam to teach me? For Madam, making a little sacrifice is really nothing, "Mo Wen said with a smile.
"So, teaching you ballroom dancing is still a sacrifice for you."
Shen Jing's eyes widened and looked at Mo Wen in disbelief. She really wanted to open his head and see what kind of weird logic was in his brain.
…
After eating, Shen Jing held Mo Wen's hand and walked to the dance floor.
The dance floor was very big and could accommodate many people dancing together. Above them was the starry sky and below them was the grass. The stars twinkled beautifully.
When the two of them walked to the dance floor, many people's gazes were attracted to them. Of course, those people were not looking at Mo Wen, but at Madam Shen Jing, who was beside him. Shen Jing, who had a tall figure and a dignified demeanor, easily became the focus of the dance floor.
"Sir, can I ask your female partner for a dance?"
A tall and handsome Caucasian youth in a black suit walked over and nodded at Mo Wen. At a ball, one could only ask the male partner's permission before asking his female partner to dance.
"No way."
Mo Wen didn't even think about it and directly rejected the youth. He actually dared to ask to dance with Shen Jing in front of him. If not for the fact that his temper was much better now, he might have directly killed him with a slap.
The Caucasian youth was slightly stunned. There was actually someone at a ball who rejected someone's request so directly. Wasn't that too rude? He subconsciously looked at Shen Jing, who was at the side.
Shen Jing didn't say anything and only gave him an apologetic look.
The Caucasian youth sighed and smiled a little awkwardly. "Sorry for disturbing you."
After saying that, he turned around and walked back.
"When you reject someone, you should do it tactfully." Shen Jing rolled her eyes at Mo Wen.
Mo Wen smiled and nodded repeatedly. As for whether he listened to her or not, only God knew. The world he lived in had always been about fists. Was it useful to talk about etiquette?
"Beautiful lady, may I have the honor of asking you for a dance?"
The Caucasian youth had just left when another Asian youth walked over. He actually ignored Mo Wen and directly invited Shen Jing.
"Sorry, I only dance with my husband."
Shen Jing frowned slightly. If one didn't respect others, they naturally wouldn't be able to gain respect from others.
"Lady, I am from Fu Sang Country …" The Asian youth frowned, seeming to be a little unwilling.
"Sorry, I am going to dance with my husband."
Shen Jing didn't even wait for the person to finish speaking. She pulled Mo Wen's hand and walked past him, directly walking towards the dance floor.
"You don't know how to appreciate favors …"
The expression of the youth from Fu Sang Country darkened. He looked at Shen Jing's back and said in a low voice. Only then did he turn around and leave.
…
"Left foot forward. Switch positions with your feet."
"Stupid, not right foot, left foot …"
"Left turn. Aiya, it's left turn, not right turn …"
…
On the dance floor, a man and a woman were dancing the waltz awkwardly. The waltz was also known as the waltz. The dance steps were simple, easy to learn, and it didn't lose the elegance of the dance. Hence, it was the most common dance in social balls.
Many people's gazes were attracted by the man and woman's dance. It was the clumsiest dance in the ball. It didn't have the elegance of a dance at all. Instead, it was very strange.
From time to time, there were a few uncontrollable laughs, but most of them were kind smiles. This was because everyone could see that it was a woman teaching a man how to dance. Such a thing rarely happened at a ball. It was even impossible. After all, this was a social ball, not a dance studio where dancing was taught.
No one felt that there was anything wrong with it. Instead, they felt that it was very loving and interesting. The man and woman were completely immersed in their own world. The man was learning seriously, while the woman was teaching wholeheartedly. They actually didn't care about the looks of others at all.
As time passed, they attracted more and more gazes. Many couples dancing on the dance floor would occasionally look in that direction.
It was obviously the man's first time dancing. However, everyone was shocked to discover that the clumsy dance was obviously not graceful, but it had an indescribable quality. It was as though the two of them were not dancing in the human world. They were otherworldly.
Otherworldly! This adjective appeared in many people's minds. The two of them had an increasingly otherworldly quality. That kind of quality was indescribable. It seemed that only the man and woman in the ballroom had it.
"That man's ability to comprehend is very strong. Did you notice that his dance steps are getting more and more proficient?"
A lady dancing on the dance floor asked her male partner in a low voice. It was obvious that she had been focusing all her attention on that side.
"Now, I am a little suspicious that he is pretending not to know how to dance. A person's ability to adapt can't be so strong, right?" her male partner said in surprise.
"Why do I feel that the man has already learned how to dance in etiquette classes for a few years? If he continues dancing, I wonder if he will directly surpass my level."
An aristocratic young mistress looked at Mo Wen on the dance floor in surprise. At first, everyone felt that his dance was clumsy. However, as they continued to watch, they realized that he was getting more and more elegant.
Not to mention the others, even Shen Jing, who was teaching Mo Wen how to dance, was getting more and more astonished. His dance steps had changed from being clumsy to becoming more and more proficient. The most important thing was that when she danced with him, there was a sense of seamless compatibility. It was a perfect match between the soul and the body. Their coordination with their dance partners had almost reached a flawless stage. It was as if they could know each other's thoughts in advance every time, and then coordinate harmoniously.
"You might be a natural dance expert," Shen Jing said with some admiration.
Perhaps Mo Wen's dancing skills were not as good as those dance experts, but the compatibility between the soul and the movements was unparalleled.
"Your husband is an expert in everything," Mo Wen said proudly.
"You're so full of yourself." Shen Jing rolled her eyes at Mo Wen.
…
"D * mn it!"
At the edge of the dance floor, Jiang Siyin was holding a glass of red wine. His face was distorted as he looked at the dance floor. The woman that he had been thinking about day and night was actually dancing with someone else on the dance floor. Anyone could see that it was not a dance to socialize, but a play between lovers.
Previously, when Yang Ting told him about it, he didn't quite believe it. He knew very well how difficult it was to woo Shen Jing. But now that he saw it with his own eyes, how could he not be angry?
"Brat, just you wait."
Jiang Siyin turned around coldly and left the dance floor. He didn't even care about his partner.
"Big Sister, that person is too hateful. Whenever I see him now, I can't help but get angry. If we weren't on the cruise ship, I would've beaten him up so badly that even his mother wouldn't recognize him. "
In the distance, there was a row of deck chairs under the ship's railing for people to enjoy the scenery of the sea. At this moment, Zheng Shuangshuang was lying on a chair with a glass of fruit juice in her hand. However, she was not in the mood to enjoy the night view of the sea. Her eyes were fiercely staring at the dance floor in the distance.
Damn it, that bastard actually became the focus of the dance floor.
"Shuangshuang, girls shouldn't be so violent. People will only like you if you're gentle and considerate."
Gu Jingman slowly retracted her gaze from the sea and looked curiously at the social dance floor. "Let me see who dares to bully my beautiful Shuangshuang. I'll teach them a lesson for you later …"
However, halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly. (To be continued.)
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