Entering the stage to dance was definitely impossible with a crutch, so Ruan Qing had to hobble up on his own, limping and taking off his mask before going up.
After all, performances couldn’t be done with masks and hats.
The stage lights flashed frequently in sync with the music, and because the stage was higher than usual places, standing on it almost allowed a clear view of the entire bar.
The “Huayue” bar was luxurious, with overflowing wine and a magnificent atmosphere. Even the chandelier above probably cost more than a million.
Although it was just a bar, it exuded luxury and elegance everywhere, indicating that the one behind this bar was definitely not simple.
It was probably just as enchanting as it seemed.
Ruan Qing withdrew his gaze, lowered his head slightly, and followed the staff in front of him, slowly walking to his position.
On his side, there weren’t many people; there were only one or two sitting at the bar.
Moreover, they were all facing away from the stage, drinking their own drinks.
The guests were gathered on the other side, and there were basically no people watching on his side.
Ruan Qing breathed a sigh of relief. The performance time was ten minutes, so as long as he endured these ten minutes, it would be fine.
When the staff stood still, there was a loud cheer from the audience. The atmosphere was unprecedentedly lively, and the music switched to the next song.
The young man in front of Ruan Qing casually turned his head and looked back, but when the music started, he froze. Even when the music sounded, he didn’t come back to his senses.
Ruan Qing didn’t pay attention to him. After the music started, he recalled the dance in his mind, stiffly raising his hand and stretching his leg with the music.
Clearly, it was a seductive and hot dance, almost the same movements, but he danced it as if it were radio gymnastics.
Even the movements couldn’t keep up with the rhythm, slow and not even on beat.
It was almost impossible to see that he was dancing to this song’s choreography.
But probably even if he did it faster, it would still be the same.
After all, being able to dance an enchanting and seductive dance like a primary school student in a physical education class probably wouldn’t be associated with this kind of edgy and hot dance, even if he kept up with the rhythm.
Ruan Qing also felt a bit embarrassed. He only had the memories of the original owner, but the body was completely his own.
And he only knew ballroom dances like a waltz.
He had never learned this kind of dance, and his joints were not flexible enough, so even if he had the memories of the original owner, he couldn’t dance to it at all.
Moreover, the brain knew it’s one thing, but the movements of the hands were another.
Due to Ruan Qing’s somewhat delayed physical response and less agile body, many movements couldn’t be executed properly; even gestures were challenging.
Add to that a sprained ankle, making any hopping or jumping problematic. Turning around resulted in a wobbly and uncoordinated display, a scene of complete chaos.
Even coordinating the hands and feet was a struggle, making the dance seem like a military drill with mismatched steps.
Yet, Ruan Qing was putting in a tremendous effort.
With his head lowered, focused on keeping up with the rhythm, he didn’t notice when almost everyone in the audience below turned their attention to him.
The young man on stage had a delicate and almost perfect appearance, with a teardrop-shaped beauty mark at the corner of his eye. His phoenix eyes slightly tilted upward, forming an arc that was both innocent and enchanting.
The ambiguous light above his head, following the music’s rhythm, cast a flickering beauty on him, enhancing the splendor of his delicate face. His long eyelashes trembled slightly, creating a captivating and fairy-like image.
Yet, his bright eyes revealed purity and youthfulness, emitting an aura that sharply contrasted with the atmosphere of the entire ‘Hua Yue’ bar.
No, he even stood out from the entire ‘Hua Yue’ bar.
During performances, wearing the work uniform was optional for the staff, but some chose to wear it. After all, dancing provocatively in a uniform could stir certain desires.
And the young man on stage was wearing the work uniform.
Perhaps because his figure was more slender, the uniform looked a bit loose on him. Plus, the elevated stage allowed for an enticing view when he raised his hand, vaguely revealing his fair skin and a slender waist, making it hard for people to look away.
It even triggered a series of fantasies.
This was more enticing than a revealed chest, making people unable to resist the urge to strip off his clothes.
Moreover, the young man didn’t seem to be very skilled in dancing; his limbs were somewhat uncoordinated. However, this naivety and awkwardness added a fatal charm to him.
Like a lotus flower blooming in the mud, pure and untouched, as if capable of cleansing all impurities from the depths of one’s heart.
Some customers stared blankly at the young man’s chest.
Rose?
Truly living up to his name, he seemed to be a blooming and resplendent rose, captivating with his brilliance, arousing the most primitive desires in people’s hearts, making them want to seize and possess him.
No, rather than calling him a rose, he’s more like a beautiful lamb lost in a pack of wolves.
His clean and youthful demeanor was more provocative than true allure, stirring the darker corners of the heart. They wanted to taint his clean and beautiful eyes with desire, to add hues of lust to them, to corrupt him thoroughly.
From top to bottom, from outside to inside.
Suddenly changing the song woke up the audience below. The atmosphere in the bar instantly became restless. People crowded towards the bar, excited and with faces filled with unrestrained enthusiasm.
Some guests, eager to get closer to the bar, started pushing and shoving, even resulting in physical altercations.
It was as if they were crazy fans of a major celebrity.
Very few patrons come to the bar without drinking; it’s a place of indulgence. After drinking, their desires only became more frenzied, and the scene quickly turned chaotic.
Even the rules of ‘Huayue’ were forgotten at this moment by many. Some wanted to climb onto the stage.
Ruan Qing never expected this; he had never encountered such a situation before.
Ruan Qing looked at the crowd of crazed people approaching, his delicate face showing a hint of confusion and helplessness. He pursed his thin lips, somewhat afraid, and took a step back.
Behind him, the situation was no different.
Some patrons even climbed onto the stage near the mouth of the stage. With no room to retreat, he could only stand in the middle of the table, clenching his fingers.
Drunken people were irrational, following their inner desires.
Many have forgotten a certain rule in ‘Huayue.’
The rule stated that during the staff’s performance, customers were not allowed to touch the stage, let alone climb onto it.
Customers might drink, but the ‘Huayue’ bar staff did not drink during working hours.
The bouncers went up to stop the customers from climbing onto the stage immediately. When gentle prevention proved ineffective, they resorted to stronger measures.
However, the number of intoxicated customers was too high, and even with forceful intervention, the situation was somewhat out of control.
The noise in the bar was several times louder than usual, alerting the people on the second floor.
The manager stood on the balcony, observing the chaos in the bar.
At this point, the bar had turned into a mess, seemingly without order. It was different from the elegant and quiet bar scene from earlier; now, it resembled a bustling marketplace.
The manager looked at the pitiful figure on the stage and smiled faintly. “Who let him on stage?”
The bodyguard following behind the manager was about to answer when the manager casually said, “Bring him up.”
Seeing this, the bodyguard immediately took control of the situation and brought Ruan Qing down from the stage.
Ruan Qing knew this bodyguard; he was the one who usually followed the manager.
Looking up at the manager on the second floor, Ruan Qing saw him looking down at him with a calm expression, not showing any emotions.
Ruan Qing lowered his head, obediently following the bodyguard. He even reached out and gently pulled the bodyguard’s clothes corner, fearing that someone might suddenly rush out from the side.
It seemed like the scare just now had affected him.
The bodyguard, sensing his clothes being pulled, almost instinctively attacked, but seeing it was Ruan Qing, he paused, didn’t shake him off, and led him to the second floor where the manager was.
As the bodyguard was about to speak respectfully, the manager’s gaze fell on the spot where Ruan Qing had pulled his clothes.
The bodyguard’s scalp tightened, and he immediately took a step to the side, separating Ruan Qing’s hand from his clothes.
Seeing this, the manager turned his gaze away, and the bodyguard breathed a sigh of relief. He respectfully spoke, “Manager, there are too many guests violating the rules. Should we handle it according to the regulations?”
The manager nonchalantly responded with a “Hmm” and then looked at Ruan Qing, saying, “I seem to have told you to wait for me in the office.”
The manager’s tone remained gentle, but a hint of danger emerged, making it slightly chilling.
Ruan Qing lowered his head and softly explained, “The supervisor asked me to replace Linglan in the performance.”
“The supervisor?” The manager glanced at the bodyguard beside him.
The bodyguard stepped forward and explained, “He’s in charge of organizing performances for employees like them.”
“Oh,” the manager casually said, “Handle it.”
The bodyguard, hearing this, bowed his head even lower. “Yes.”
After saying that, the bodyguard left, seemingly going to “handle” it.
Although Ruan Qing didn’t fully understand what “handling” meant, those who were said to be handled by this manager in the past never appeared at the “Huayue” bar again. Moreover, the handling was usually for those who had violated the rules, and in theory, what the supervisor did shouldn’t be considered a violation of the rules.
The manager’s gaze was indifferent.
Without any sense of oppression or aggressiveness, but Ruan Qing really didn’t want to interact with this manager.
The bar was to remain open until five in the morning, and there were still about four hours to go.
Even if Ruan Qing wanted to resist, there was no way.
The manager withdrew his gaze, looking down from a high position at the controlled hall. “Remove him from the list.”
Beside him, the bodyguard seemed a bit puzzled by the manager’s intention and respectfully asked, “Is it the performance list?”
“All the lists,” the manager replied indifferently.
Being removed from all the lists meant having no connection with the ‘Huayue’ bar and could no longer work there.
In other words, it was equivalent to being expelled from ‘Huayue.’
In reality, Ruan Qing was quite happy in his heart. He didn’t need to earn money by relying on this, and he would only stay for a maximum of ten days, and the original owner’s money was already enough.
But to maintain the character, Ruan Qing pretended to be a little flustered, widened his eyes, and with a somewhat confused expression, he asked, “Manager, why do you want to remove me? Did I do something wrong?”
“I just didn’t intentionally listen to you,” Ruan Qing said.
Ruan Qing’s delicate face was filled with pleading, and he spoke softly, “Manager, I really need this job. Can you forgive me this time? I won’t dare next time. I’ll definitely listen to you in the future.”
The manager lightly smiled, seemingly indifferent, and said, “As you wish, keep it then.”
Ruan Qing: “...”
Hahaha, Qing-Qing is in his repertoire, here he should have kept silent). Thank you very much for the chapter)
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