Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

As soon as the video was uploaded, it didn't take long for the click-through rate to exceed 10,000.

It continues to rise at a crazy rate.

Lemons floated across the barrage.

Netizens yelled: The big Q address is here! I'm leaving now!

On the barrage, either they are infatuated with Mr. President's prosperous beauty, or they are envious and jealous of Cha Lemon.

There are also some sensible ones who simply pass by to express their appreciation and respect for Mr. President.

Yan Sheng finished speaking.

Mr. President did not immediately walk off the stage.

For the first time, he said quietly: "I heard that there will be a dancing session next."

When Mr. President said this, his eyes fell on Feng Qian casually.

Light tone.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The students below did not expect that Mr. President would ask them this question like this.

After reacting, they all replied: "Yes, yes!"

"Oh, that's how it is."

With his slender fingertips resting on the podium, Yan Sheng tapped lightly on the table in a leisurely manner.

Quietly: "I don't know if Yan will be lucky enough to participate in this session..."

Casual tone.

There was still a faint emotion in the amber eyes.

The students below were stunned.

Then, there was another exclamation.

What? !

Mr. President wants to dance?

Some bold girls stood up and raised their hands, shouting: "Mr. President, I will dance with you!"

Someone started, and more and more girls yelled towards the stage.

Feng Qian sat on the seat.

Blinking in confusion.

Pieces want to dance?

The girl looked at the increasingly crazy girls around her.

Downcast.

Well.

Don't even say a word to her.

Now it's time to dance again.

return……

There are flowers and grass everywhere.

Feng Qian stood up expressionlessly.

He glanced at the stage, then went out through the back door without looking back.

Mr. President, who has been paying attention to the girl, froze for a moment when he saw Feng Qian's movements.

Silence for a while.

…

Outside.

Feng Qian left the auditorium and walked around to the front door.

Here is the actor entrance.

The girl walked over.

But he was stopped by the volunteers who maintained the order of the party.

"Student, you can't go in."

The other party stopped him politely.

Feng Qian raised his eyes slowly, and glanced inside.

Seriously said: "I must go in."

The other party was stunned.

The girl's tone and expression are very serious.

It's not like someone who came to make trouble.

only……

"This...is not in compliance with the rules."

Feng Qian blinked.

"Then...sorry."

The girl dodged past, very fast.

By the time the man reacted, the girl had already slipped in.

He stepped in quickly.

Obviously, it's too late.

A girl in a white dress came onto the stage from behind the scenes.

very beautiful.

The lights hit the girl.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were drawn to the girl.

Underneath, there are whispers.

To everyone's surprise, the girl walked straight in the direction of Mr. President.

until……

Stand still in front of the other person.

The girl lowered her eyelashes slightly, and raised her small hand to grab the corner of the opponent's clothes.

With a soft voice: "Come out with me."

The girl's voice spread through the microphone to every corner of the auditorium.

Everyone opened their eyes wide.

Looking at the girl on the stage, she grabbed the corner of Mr. President's clothes with her little hand.

Mr. President, on the other hand, did not mean to refuse to be disgusted.

Let the girl pull herself.

Yan Sheng was stunned.

Just now, he thought, the little girl left.

Unexpectedly, the other party would come to the stage from the backstage.

Also, the small action of pulling the corner of the clothes.

Yan Sheng raised his hand to turn off the microphone.

"Small..."

He called softly.