Fall in love, Mr. Xi!

Chapter 947 Sweet time between you and me (8)

Xi Jingshen said in a calm tone, "Teach me."

After 10 minutes passed, Xi Jingshen realized that he had obviously overestimated his ability to learn dance.

He thought it would be easy for him to apply what he learned now.

But he didn't expect that 10 minutes had passed, and he hadn't learned anything.

Xi Jingshen went straight to the car and changed his clothes in a irritated mood. This kind of unnutritious dance step doesn't matter if you don't learn it!

When he appeared in front of the camera again, he had a bunny ear headband on his head, a large black and white bow collar around his neck, and a small fluffy bunny tail behind his buttocks.

On the other side, Mu Chuqiu tried his best to hold back a smile.

Xi Jingshen, who was dressed as a bunny girl, was actually a bit cute.

Here, Xi Jingshen glanced at the staff who were also looking at him holding back their laughter, found a nearby place with few people, and started to do the second task.

Seeing Xi Jingshen with one hand in his pocket, standing under the shade of a tree with no expression on his face, the accompanying photographer and director reminded: "Mr. Xi, should we change the place, there seem to be few people here..."

"Aren't there many people here?" Xi Jingshen glanced at him coldly.

The photographer shivered for a while, and looked around embarrassingly.

The three photographers accompanying them, one assistant, Mr. Xi, the colleague who delivered the clothes just now, and the uncle who was taking a few months old baby to enjoy the shade two meters away, were barely eight people in total.

Where are there too many people?

You always say that there are many people, so there are many people.

"Not yet?" Xi Jingshen glanced at him again.

"Immediately, immediately..." The photographer motioned to the assistant at the side to immediately take out the phone. After seeing the assistant pull out the timer and start counting, he looked at Xi Jingshen, "Mr. Xi, you can start now."

The timer in the assistant's hand was running rapidly.

But Xi Jingshen was still expressionless, with one hand in his trouser pocket, he just stepped out with his left foot first, then followed with his right foot, walking back and forth from side to side, and back and forth was just one movement.

I didn't see the slightest ghost step dance.

The photographer said in a low voice, not afraid of death, "Mr. Xi, you... don't seem to be ghost dance."

Xi Jingshen looked over with cold eyes, "Isn't it?"

Turning his gaze to the staff who taught him the ghost step dance just now, he frowned and asked, "Do you think it's the same as the ghost step dance you taught just now? Huh?"

For a moment, everyone's eyes were on the staff member.

The unlucky staff member who was named immediately straightened his back, glanced at the photographer colleague beside him, and then at Xi Jingshen, who had always been dark-faced, and said something against his will with a smile: "It's the same...it's exactly the same."

Who made this big boss in front of him so unprovoked, he did whatever he said.

Only then did Xi Jingshen withdraw his gaze from him in satisfaction, and looked at the photographer again, with an expression that seemed to say: "How dare you say mine is not Ghost Step Dance?"

The photographer wanted to cry but did not dare to speak out to refute, so he had to turn a blind eye.

Just take it as Mr. Xi's original ghost step dance.

Speaking of which, President Xi is willing to cooperate to pretend to be a bunny girl is not easy, and he can't be too harsh.

"How many more minutes?" Xi Jingshen changed his feet back and forth several times, this time staring at the assistant who was holding the time with his mobile phone.

"Mr. Xi, one minute and 50 seconds have passed. There are still three minutes until five minutes." The assistant who was being targeted looked at the phone and answered honestly.

She had just finished speaking when the timer showed exactly 2 minutes.

Xi Jingshen took two steps, glanced at her meaningfully, and said unhurriedly: "Really? Why do I think it's already 5 minutes?"

(End of this chapter)