"Let me do it. I used to intern at a western restaurant for a period of time.”
Zhuge Dali said.
Taking over the chef's position, Zhuge Dali chose a steak that she had already chosen. After washing her hands, she applied olive oil and truffle salt evenly on it.
"Not all steaks are suitable for being fully cooked. It's best if it's M5 or above.”
"First, heat the grill until it's smoking…"
"Then, fry the oily side first.”
"Turn the steak over after myobin, or blood, appears on it.”
"Grill for another twenty seconds and seal the edges."
"Done!"
Zhuge Dali picked up the steak and placed it on a plate at the side. Then, he looked around and took two pieces of bread, placing the steak in the middle.
"Is this how you eat your so-called high-end well-done steak?”
Wang Beiding, who had been slapped in the face earlier, saw Zhuge Dali holding two pieces of bread between his steak and couldn't help but speak up again.
"I'm sorry, this bread is only used to absorb the excess fat from the steak.”
Zhuge Dali casually glanced at him, picked up the bread, and walked back to Qiao Ye with the steak.
"I only made one serving. Let's eat together.”
Zhuge Dali held the plate in his left hand and the knife in his right hand as he cut the steak.
"Here."
Qiao Ya picked up a small piece of steak that Zhuge Dali had cut off and brought it to her mouth.
"Ah, um, not bad. My cooking hasn't deteriorated. Try it too.”
After swallowing Qiao Ye's food, Zhuge Dali cut another piece with satisfaction.
Seeing the two of them "showing off their love" and being slapped in the face by Zhuge Dali's words, the others dispersed in twos and threes.
"Even if I used bread to absorb the oil, I still got a little tired of eating. Fortunately, we shared a piece.”
Zhuge Dali wiped his mouth with a napkin and said.
"Then what should we do now? He didn't know where Teacher Hu and Ziqiao were either.”
Qiao Ye looked around and said.
"Let's go over there to dance and have a drink.”
Zhuge Dali pointed at the dance floor bar in the party guide and said.
"Alright, I'm a little thirsty too.”
Qiao Ye nodded in agreement.
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"It's really light pollution."
After entering the ballroom, Qiao Ye frowned and looked at the colorful lights above his head.
The noise around him made him feel a little uncomfortable.
He liked rock music, but the people who were screaming along with the rock music had turned the entire ballroom into a place of dancing.
"Since you're here, let's dance before you leave.”
Zhuge Dali seemed to have noticed Qiao Ye's expression. He moved forward, blinked, and said.
At the same time, the dance floor ended and switched to a melody that Qiao Ye was familiar with.
"What a coincidence, isn't it?"
Zhuge Dali, who was familiar with Qiao Ye's information, naturally heard this song before. He couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.
"This song's name is Canzonipreferite, which means favorite song in Italian. The dance's name is called 'Gangster Shake'. Little White Rabbit, can you please dance with me? As an apology."
Wang Beiding had appeared at the ballroom. When he saw the two of them, he came up to invite Zhuge Dali.
"I refuse."
Zhuge Dali, who was talking to Qiao Ye, was interrupted and replied angrily.
"You don't know how to dance? I can teach you."
Wang Beiding smiled confidently and said.
"Haha."
Zhuge Dali didn't reply this time. He pulled Qiao Ye and walked into the dance floor.
This time, Qiao Ye did not refuse. Although he had seen many people dance this dance, he had not danced it for a long time.
In the middle of the dance floor, Qiao Ye closed his eyes and tried to recall.
Zhuge Dali stood at the side and looked at Qiao Ye, who had his eyes closed. He waited patiently.
When the song reached its climax, Qiao Ye and Zhuge Dali moved at the same time.
I... ah... wantgoldenwind... (The wind of gold that I'm pursuing!）
I...ah...wantgoldenwind！！
Yeah,itslikeagoldenwind！
Nodding, waving his hand, sliding…
Zhuge Dali and Qiao Ye's synchronized dance steps attracted the attention of the people around them.
Wang Beiding, who was prepared to watch the two of them make a fool of themselves, was also stunned. He had learned this dance before because it looked very cool and coquettish.
However, the dance teacher told him that people without a certain level of physical fitness could only imitate. If he forced himself to jump out, he might break his bones.
Qiao Ye and Zhuge Dali's movements were very accurate. It was exactly the same as the news video of the Italian "Passion" organization's higher-ups dancing.
Even Qiao Ye could dance better!
“I！wantGoldenWind！”
Zhuge Dali jumped to Forget Love and sang along with the music. He slid down on one knee and grabbed Qiao Ye's right hand. He lowered his head and kissed it, ending the dance.
In the Italian gangs, kissing the godfather's left hand meant asking for forgiveness, and kissing the right hand meant swearing loyalty to the godfather.
This scene played out in front of everyone on the dance floor, making everyone think that the man in front of them was the godfather called Golden Wind.
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