"Hello, Chen Ye, you're not a student at our Huarong, you chose Michael Jackson's immensely challenging Beat for our Hua Ying Dance and students' promotion, didn't you?"
The male host carefully observed Chen Ye, revealing a meaningful smile.
"I don't know much about dancing. I only learned a few minutes before coming here and couldn't even do the cannon move properly. I hope I can handle this stage." He was very humble.
Indeed, his words were very humble.
World dance king Michael Jackson reached great heights with "Beauty" dance. Chen Ye is now immersed in his dance period. When he dances now, he's like the dance king himself. Haha, haha, don't prepare the stage; Hua Ying's student teachers are enough.
"Haha, our diplomatic colleagues have a sense of humor."
The female host said, "It's better than singing well. If you can sing well, you can do better. Zhen Ye, let's have you dance for us. Let's put on a show."
"Wow..."
