"Really?"

Song Zijie pretended to be surprised, turned his head and looked at Long Xiao for the first time.

Long Xiao instantly felt as if his heart had been hit by something.

Compared to the side profile, Song Zijie's frontal face plus the attack from her eyes was beyond what a little girl like her could withstand.

So she quickly turned her head and looked at Long Si.

"Daddy, someone wants to get to know you! He said you are his idol!"

Long Si didn't even turn his head when he heard his daughter's voice.

"I'm not deaf. How could I not hear such a harsh sound?"

From his expression to his tone, it was obvious that this old Jianghu had guessed that Song Zijie's words were false.

Song Zijie didn't care about Long Si's attitude. When he heard Long Si speak, he hit the snake on the stick, lowered his body slightly and stretched out his hand to Long Si.

"Mr. Long, my name is Ajie. I'm really sorry. It's been so long that I don't even recognize you."

Long Si first looked up at Song Zijie, and then looked down at the other person's outstretched palm.

After seeing the handsome boy's appearance, he also saw his daughter's expectant eyes.

In order not to make things difficult for the woman, he still stretched out his hand and shook Song Zijie's hand.

"It doesn't matter, but I'm a little curious. Are you really sure that I was your idol twenty years ago?"

While Long Si was talking, he took a special look at Song Zijie's young face.

"Actually, if you look carefully, your appearance has not changed much from twenty years ago."

Song Zijie seemed unable to hear the other person teasing his age.

After Long Si let go of his hand, he sat back on the chair again.

"snort!"

Long Si snorted coldly because he saw that after Song Zijie sat back down, his precious daughter turned her head and whispered to him.

He originally wanted to drive Song Zijie away, but seeing that the other person was good-looking and his daughter didn't seem nervous talking to him, he didn't say anything in the end.

On the other side, Song Zijie and Long Xiao joked for a while, and the dancers on the field had finished their dance, and then it was Long Xiao's turn to appear.

As a cheerful melody sounded on the field, the participating dancers came on stage one after another. Long Xiao's dance partner also came over from the side and invited Long Xiao to come on stage together.

Seeing that he was about to go on stage, Long Xiao became nervous again.

And this time, she was nervous. As soon as she stood up, her foot wearing high heels accidentally stepped on the edge of her skirt. As a result, her foot stuttered and her body was about to fall to the side.

Fortunately, Long Si and Song Zijie on both sides were paying attention to her. One on the left and the other on the right, they reached out to support each other.

After standing firm again, Long Xiao was about to continue on stage, but she discovered something frustrating.

"Daddy, the heel of the high heel has fallen off!"

As he spoke, Long Xiao was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"Ah, why are you so unlucky!"

When Long Si saw that his daughter had an accident, he immediately became anxious.

"What to do now?"

Long Xiao sat on the chair, his whole body became excited.

Long Si picked up the broken shoe and waved towards the door: "A Tao, come here quickly and think of a solution!"

He was obviously planning to ask his employees to buy a new pair of shoes.

It’s just that the competition has already started, and several other groups of contestants have already entered the venue. If the shoes are bought back, I’m afraid the competition will not be over.

At this time, Song Zijie squatted down quietly and lifted up Long Xiao's skirt.

"Come on, lift your feet and take off your shoes!"

"Ah, what are you doing!"

Song Zijie's movement was so sudden that Long Xiao didn't even react. He instinctively raised his feet and asked the other party to take off his shoes.

"Okay, you are going to show off your dancing this time, and it has nothing to do with shoes. What's more, if you dance without shoes, the referee may even give you some sympathy points. Come on!"

Song Zijie held the shoes in his hand and gently pushed Long Xiao toward the stage.

The male dancer on the side was also afraid of missing the competition, so he pulled Long Xiao onto the stage.

When Long Xiao left, only two grown men, Long Si and Song Zijie, were left standing at the edge of the stage holding a women's shoe.

The two looked at each other, then looked at each other in confusion.

"Let's go back and sit and watch."

Song Zijie did not forget his mission, so he took the initiative to invite Long Si to the top.

This time, Long Si didn't give Song Zijie a look, and he was even vaguely satisfied.

But he couldn't express his thanks to Song Zijie, so he could only sit back on the chair.

Then he looked at the broken shoe in his hand, then at the woman on the stage, and then at Song Zijie.

Song Zijie happened to see him at this time.

So Long Si turned his head proudly and focused on his precious daughter on the stage.

He looked over at first glance and found that his daughter was looking towards him when she turned her head.

So he quickly gave a thumbs up and wanted to cheer for the other party.

As a result, I suddenly found that my daughter was blushing and her eyes seemed a little wandering.

So he followed his daughter's gaze and realized that he was being sentimental.

Because Long Xiao was not looking at him at all, but at Song Zijie.

He looked at Song Zijie angrily, but he didn't know that Song Zijie was holding up his shoes and winking at his daughter.

When Long Si saw this scene, he immediately felt bad, because he seemed to have vaguely guessed that his treasure was going to be snatched away.

In order to verify whether his guess was true, Long Si then frequently looked back and forth between his daughter on the stage and Song Zijie next to him.

He clearly found that the eyes of the two of them seemed to be forcibly drawn together by something.

Every time her daughter looked here, it was as if she was no longer an old father, and all her eyes were focused on Song Zijie.

Long Si suddenly felt that his heart was cold and cold. It seemed that the small cotton-padded jacket he had worn for many years had begun to leak.

Just when Long Si was secretly unhappy, two uninvited guests came next to him.

"Boss, Mr. Huang wants to say hello to you."

The speaker was Long Si’s disciple and confidant Gao Yingpei.

The guy standing next to him has a fat head and big ears, and he doesn't seem to have a very high IQ.

Long Si turned his head and glanced at the other party indifferently, then pretended to look back at his daughter on the stage. It was obvious that he didn't even bother to say a word to the other party.

"Um, this, Brother Huang..."

When Gao Yingpei saw that his big brother and boss did not show respect to the potential partners he introduced, he felt resentful and didn't know how to step down next.

"snort!"

When Old Dong Huang saw Long Si like this, he was naturally furious and left immediately.

When Song Zijie saw the two people next to him, he immediately felt that an opportunity had come.

He quietly leaned over and started chatting with Long Si.

"Your daughter dances very well, and it seems that she is a true disciple of you."

After hearing Song Zijie's words, even if Long Si guessed that the other party was deliberately complimenting him, he still raised the corners of his mouth, looking very proud.

"Hmph, I'm afraid no one will be wearing shoes on the competition stage next year."

Sure enough, it was not beyond the expectations of Song Zijie and Long Si. After the game, the referee gave her a very high score.

The audience at the scene did not hesitate to applaud.

Then when Long Xiao came down, a lot of people gathered around and congratulated Long Si.

As the hero of this performance, Song Zijie also successfully got the phone calls of Long Xiao and Long Si.

After the game, Song Zijie declined the invitation to Long Si's celebration banquet.

We just met for the first time today, and the effect has already been achieved.

If I continue to communicate with the other party, I am afraid that it will arouse the other party's suspicion and suspicion.

He was prepared to take things slowly and was not prepared to act too hastily.

I don’t know whether it’s because Song Zijie is handsome or because his plan was well done.

Anyway, it had only been a few days, but he and Long Xiao were already having a heated fight. If it weren't for him not wanting to fake it, he would have finished sleeping with her long ago.
To be continued...