The assistant director tried hard to keep up with his boss, but the director's dancing kept straying further and further off course. In the end, the assistant director had no choice but to give up, and the two began doing their own dances.
[Hahaha, I can't take it! Has the director lost his mind over what happened yesterday? (Stunned)]
[Why does it feel like the director is completely lost in the dance? Those little legs keep tapping away. He probably doesn't even know where he's dancing anymore.]
[Is the director doing ballet? A little stretch of his hand, a little lift of his leg.]
[No, no, the director and assistant director are probably doing a local dance. I just don't know what's happening now. The director seems to have gone a little off track as he dances. (Facepalm)]
[Hahahahaha.]
When the music ended, the director proudly lifted his chin and struck a finishing pose.
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!!!
Xu Wang and the others obligingly applauded.
The director took the microphone a staff member handed him. "Good morning, everyone! Did you all sleep well last night?"
"Very well. After eating and drinking my fill and going to sleep, I even had a lovely dream. In it, you said you'd treat us to a feast today, Director." Jiang Xiubai sounded utterly serious, as though he really had dreamed it.
The director's expression slowly stiffened as Jiang Xiubai spoke. He struggled to tug up the corners of his mouth. "Good thing it was a dream, then. There's no evidence, so you're not pinning that on me."
"Hahahahaha." Xia Yu couldn't help laughing at the director's words.
Xu Wang also leaned sideways, resting his head on Pei Yanchuan's shoulder as his shoulders shook lightly. What the director had said was far