Ye Shao ordered a very ordinary Latin dance song, except for the tight rhythm, there was nothing surprising. People around him lamented after hearing the music that the music usually used for beginners in Latin training classes.

Next, when they saw Luo Xiaoxiao holding Ye Shao's hand and responding awkwardly, they even sentenced them to death. They had already foreseeed the scene of Luo Xiaoxiao's defeat.

Mo Wenxi is also a Latin practitioner. When he saw Ye Shao and Luo cooperated with him in the first beat, he made a mistake and frowned.

The moment when Ye Shao let go, Luo Xiaoxiao made a mistake in her body's balance and almost fell down. Fortunately, she had contacted Minzu Wu, so she barely stopped. But her delicate little face was already sweating profusely.

Ye Shao took a step and gave her a reassuring look. The two of them pressed each other again with the rhythm of the music. They said softly in her ear the moment they hugged her body.

"Jump as you are best at it, don't worry about other people's eyes!"

Luo Xiaoxiao, who had no way out, could only nod. As the next rhythm rose, she started dancing gracefully. The folk dance postures and the rhythm of Latin dance music, the dance postures that should have been set off by soft and soothing tunes in an instant showed infinite charm under this high-rhythmic music.

Ye Shao, who was dancing with her, skillfully controlled every part of his body. At this time, he was like a gentleman. The extremely improvised dance of Latin dance added a waltz beauty to his interpretation.

Everyone who was disappointed with them suddenly opened their eyes wide and looked at the two people dancing improvised in the venue. Luo Xiaoxiao was no longer as reserved as she was at the beginning. After Ye Shao's comfort, she has now completely entered the state.

Those difficult movements in Latin dance seemed to be incredible under Ye Shao's guidance. The difficulty was even greater than that of Chu Qingyun just now. How could Luo Xiaoxiao, who had practiced folk dance, lose to others' flexibility?

Mo Wenxi's frowning brow finally let go after seeing the two of them performing so brilliantly in the venue.

"Sister Wen Xi, are Xiaoxiao and Ye Shao dancing Latin?" Li Momo asked as he looked at the two people in the field.

"It can be considered true. After all, Latin is an impromptu dance, and there is a lot of room for freedom. Regardless of whether they are dancing or not, Xiaoxiao has not lost face this time." Mo Wenxi said lightly while looking at the two people in the venue.

"Oh... It's enough if you don't lose!" Li Momo nodded in agreement, holding a small doll that Xing Zixuan didn't give her tightly.

"I didn't expect to beat him, but I could do Latin. Judging from his posture, his posture was completely professional. Why didn't I see him in the provincial capital circle? He is such a mysterious man." Looking at Ye Shao with a mellow smile in the field, Mo Wenxi muttered in his heart.

At this moment, the climax of the dance music came, and the rhythm accelerated rapidly. The two of them were moving faster and faster. They were like swans on ice, showing a dynamic dance posture.
Chapter completed!