Two minutes.
A minute and a half.
One minute. 30 seconds.
When Feng Yi took the microphone in the host's hand.
The music stops.
Everyone stopped dancing and looked in Feng Yi's direction.
There was a light of excitement in his eyes.
"There are still twenty-five seconds, it's going to be the New Year, the lights are going out at 0:00, are you all ready" Feng Yi is a person who has been in the circle for a long time after all, even if his mood is complicated, his smile is still very personable, like a successful person.
"Ready" A neat and uniform answer Even those who don't dance next to them hold a white rabbit and join in the fun.
He had already figured out that if he had no one to kiss, he would kiss his own rabbit.
The most bitter thing is Lin Feng, this year I finally don't have to pretend to be a girl, I can invite someone to dance, but when he reacted to it, he found that he was in the little spade the whole time, and now there is the guy Yunhu left by his side, is it difficult to let him kiss Yunhu Some fans noticed his sideways gaze, and it happened that Yunhu also lowered his head.
In an instant, I felt that the place was filled with pink bubbles.
Fu Jiu and Xue Yaoyao didn't know what was wrong, so they exchanged a look across the crowd.
Fortunately for Fu Jiu, the great god at least let go of her waist, so that she could use her free hand to take the third photo with her mobile phone.
"Ten."
Feng Yi held the microphone, his eyes brightened and he began to count.
Soon people followed.
"Nine."
"Eight."
"Seven" When Fu Jiu was in the fifth way, he also participated in the collective New Year's Eve.
That kind of atmosphere is different from celebrating the New Year by yourself.
Everyone seemed to be having a good time.
When one person's happiness is shared with another, it becomes two happiness.
The happiness of so many people will spread a kind of excitement.
So Fu Jiu didn't realize that there was something wrong with this.
It wasn't until the countdown to four that Feng Yi suddenly spoke: "Everyone, be careful not to kiss the wrong person." ” Kiss the wrong person What do you mean Fu Jiu sensed something, and raised his eyebrows heavily.
Wu Zhen's face turned white in an instant, and he asked Han Susu next to him in a low voice: "What does Feng Yi mean by not kissing the wrong person?"
"The lights go out at zero o'clock, and everyone who dances has to kiss their dance partner."
Han Susu looked at Wu Zhen's expression: "This seems to be the traditional party gameplay of the Imperial League. “ Kiss your dance partner Wu Zhen was annoyed: "Such an important matter, why didn't you tell me earlier" "Sister Wu, don't worry, Brother Qin never participates in this game, and he will come back after the countdown."
It is not the first time that Han Susu has participated, and she understands the process of previous years very well.
Not only did she think so, but so did all the team members.
So no one cared about Qin Mo's side.
Only Fu Jiu instinctively withdrew after hearing the news.
But it was too late.
She's just taken a long step.
The word "0" in Feng Yi's mouth suddenly fell.
Fu Jiu only felt his wrist being pulled back all of a sudden.
The lights went out instantly, and they were replaced by countless candles, which fell into the wooden windows with starlight.
The flickering candlelight looms, slowly swinging in circles and circles, like the pulse of a person.
"Brother Mo, yes" Fu Jiu's I haven't finished saying that word yet.
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