"Well, I will also go to the royal premiere then."

At the end of the song, Ronald bowed deeply and performed a courtesy. He didn't know whether he did it right or not.

Diana covered her mouth and smiled, it seemed that she had gone too far.

However, the face of the crown prince next to him didn't seem so gloomy anymore. Ronald's salute was as rustic as that of his country cousin from America, but he was much more respectful than the celebrities just now.

Travolta came up to invite the princess again, and the two continued to dance various dances.

The crown prince's face began to elongate again, as his mother had warned him. The commander-in-chief of America wanted to declare his dominant position to the world in the Anglo-American alliance.

The wife of the Prime Minister of Britain is too strong and has repeatedly tried to dominate the policies of her allies in terms of policy towards the Soviet Union. The United States is likely to use this dinner to make an issue.

"The Commander-in-Chief is here!" The Commander-in-Chief, who was belatedly arriving, walked into the banquet venue. After meeting the Crown Prince and his wife, he had some official business to deal with, so he came now.

After giving a brief welcome speech, the commander-in-chief stepped forward and invited Princess Diana to dance. The photographer next to her started taking pictures again.

"It seems that it was really arranged?" Ronald hid aside. He didn't want the photo of them dancing to appear on the front page of tomorrow's news.

When the song ended, everyone started clapping again.

The crown prince also came over and politely invited Nancy to dance.

Princess Diana was dancing like crazy. Travolta danced with her one after another, foxtrot, rumba, waltz, and cha-cha, for more than an hour.

"Click, click" The photographer also captured the princess' dancing posture and her face that was slightly red due to heat after dancing.

"Lovely lady," Clint Eastwood next to him didn't get many opportunities to dance with Princess Diana, and no reporters took photos. He couldn't help but say this while watching Diana dance enthusiastically.

"Are you talking to me?" Ronald thought to himself, since Eastwood didn't choose his son as the protagonist of Longwei Boy, he hasn't talked to him.

Sure enough, Clint Eastwood turned around and saw Ronald, and frowned in disgust.

Then he said in his soft voice, "I heard that you have made several blockbuster movies, but Hollywood is a place that pays attention to the long term..."

"You still don't drink Coca-Cola, only Pepsi?" Ronald didn't want to talk to the old movie star and listen to him lecture him. So he specifically picked out things that made Eastwood uncomfortable and asked.

"Hmph...young man."

Since Eastwood's son was not selected for the title role, he later refused to film a film for Columbia, a subsidiary of Coca-Cola, and refused to allow Coca-Cola to appear in any film he directed.

"Hua Hua Hua..."

Finally, John Travolta finished his last dance with Princess Diana, and he retreated to Ronald's side.

"She is really a charming lady." Travolta praised.

"You are going to be famous. You will probably be on the front page tomorrow." Ronald said.

"What should I do? When the first lady asks you to do something, it's best to do it according to her ideas." Travolta shrugged.

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Chapter completed!