Arc of Gunfire

The banquet hall of the Summer Palace was newly decorated. Because it was the kind of reception where everyone stood and drank, there were two long tables placed on the edge of the banquet hall, filled with food that could be eaten.

Wang Zhong entered the venue holding Lyudmila's hand, picked up a piece of walnut cake, and looked around while eating.

Diplomats and wives followed the pair, and soon the whole room was filled.

The band was already in place in a dedicated area, playing soothing music.

Wang Zhong asked Lyudmila in a low voice: "What is the next process?"

Because the saying that "Lieutenant General Rokossov doesn't like dances" has spread throughout Yebao, Wang Zhong has not been to a dance since he took office in Yebao for more than a month.

His knowledge of prom still remains in various film and television works, such as the unprecedented "War and Peace" filmed by Mao Zi.

There is also that Maozi movie "*** Ark" which is really shot to the end.

In addition, the dance party is a complete black box for Wang Zhong, an unexplored territory. However, the person he traveled through was a "party master" before, or a "party wanderer" in two-dimensional terms.

According to other people's stories, the dandy Rokosov should be extremely good at getting ignorant girls into bed at balls.

This happens to be Wang Zhong's unfamiliar territory.

prom? Just kidding, even when I went to KTV, I would yell "Steel pot with tears in my eyes and shout to repair the ladle pot" with my good friends! The only part of the entire KTV process where I interacted with the girls who came with me was when I sang "Girl Opposite Look Over".

Facing the confused Wang Zhong, Lyudmila explained thoughtfully: "There will be a speech later, just take care of the food."

"Okay. I'm good at this. Just applaud at the end and that's it." Wang Zhong nodded.

Lyudmila: "Then there will be the first song, where the hostess and the male guest lead the dance."

"Yeah, I understand. I'll keep eating." Wang Zhong continued to nod like garlic.

Lyudmila looked at him: "No, you are the male guest of honor."

Wang Zhong: "Me?"

Staying in Nuo?

real or fake?

Lyudmila looked at Wang Zhong's serious expression and smiled without restraint: "Why are you so serious? I don't want you to eat Prosen's army."

Wang Zhong: "I would rather annihilate the enemy's army group."

Just kidding, you are much scarier than the Prosen tank. The front armor of the Tiger is not as thick as yours.

Wang Zhong: "Then the hostess is Olga - Your Majesty?"

Lyudmila reminded in a low voice: "One life is missing."

"Oh. So it's her? She and I will lead the dance?"

Lyudmila nodded: "Be careful when stepping on your feet."

Wang Zhong: "Have I ever stepped on my feet before?"

"You always know how to do it. Then on the pretext of giving her medicine and massage, he took the girl to the infirmary that had been prepared nearby." Lyudmila winked at Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong: "Don't worry, I won't do this to my god sister."

The palace ceremonial officer tapped the floor with the long staff in his hand, attracted everyone's attention and shouted loudly: "Her Majesty Olga I is here!"

Everyone who was chatting turned around and looked at the door where the ceremonial officer was.

The door slowly opened, and Her Majesty Tsar Olga I entered the banquet hall dressed in gorgeous clothes, followed by two maids holding skirts.

Olga's wrapping was a little tight, maybe it was cold today.

Wang Zhong felt relieved a little.

However, the next moment, His Majesty the Tsar shook his shoulders, just like the performance before the boss battle in the Yakuza series, and threw off the long royal cloak!

Then she untied the belt around her waist that held the skirt in place.

In an instant, Her Majesty Olga's 'burden reduction' was completed, and she looked at the guests with a smile.

She was actually searching and froze when she saw Wang Zhong's position.

Wang Zhong was speechless.

"Merry Christmas, everyone." Olga began her speech.

Wang Zhong followed what Lyudmila taught him just now and started to adjust things.

Olga glanced at him and said, "Your Majesty is looking at you, isn't it good for you to eat with your head down like this?"

Wang Zhong: "I'm looking at her too. That's it."

He took the food and looked at Olga, and then realized that there was cream left on his lips when he bit the cake. This makes his gesture look like he is making a fool of himself.

The Tsar almost lost his temper, but finally stabilized his position and continued his speech: "This year has been a difficult year for the Allies fighting against the Axis of Evil. Our Ant Empire has lost millions of soldiers, just captured There are more than 1.5 million officers and soldiers."

Wang Zhongxin hopes that if it weren’t for my hard work, he could get hundreds of thousands more, making it up to two million.

The Tsar continued: "And the United States lost six battleships and countless sailors died in the Fuso Empire's sneak attack. As for the United Kingdom, as of July this year, they were still being bombed by Prosen, and countless civilians died in air raids. I propose a minute's silence for all those who have died."

After saying this, Olga folded her hands and pressed them on her abdomen, bowed her head in silence.

Wang Zhong quickly put down the food in his hand and bowed his head in silence.

A minute later, Wang Zhong raised his head and looked at Olga, and found that there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

Are you thinking of Ivan?

Olga: "As the Tsar, I also lost two of my relatives under the iron heel of Prosen. This blood feud can only be resolved with fire and sword! The lost country will be restored, and justice will eventually win!"

Wang Zhong took the lead in applauding, and soon the whole audience burst into applause.

After the applause subsided, Olga continued: "Today we celebrate Christmas to show our determination to the Prosin Empire and to show that we have not succumbed to their power. Let us raise a toast and celebrate Christmas!"

The waiters carried trays filled with goblets with superb skills, appeared in line, and then dispersed among the guests, moving freely among the guests.

Soon everyone had wine glasses in their hands.

Wang Zhong raised his hands high and shouted with others: "Cheers!"

After finishing her drink, Olga handed her glass to the waiter, then gestured to the band, and the first song began.

Lyudmila pushed Wang Zhong: "Go up."

Am I your Pokémon?

No, now I should say "I am your pallu?"

But he stepped forward and extended an invitation to Olga to dance.

The strange thing is that he clearly didn't know how to invite, but his body had muscle memory and acted naturally.

Olga smiled very happily and put her hand directly on Wang Zhong's palm.

So Wang Zhong led her to the lead dance position.

At this time, Wang Zhong finally confirmed that his body did have muscle memory, so he boldly let his body move on its own, guiding Olga to dance on the dance floor.

Originally Lyudmila was supposed to dance with the male host, but there was no male host, so she stood by with a smile and watched Wang Zhong and his "god sister" dance.

Wang Zhong tried his best not to pay attention to the front armor in front of him, and locked his eyes on Olga's face.

At the end of the song, he didn't step on Olga's foot even once.

Damn it, did you agree to step on your feet and take the girl to the infirmary?

No, I definitely don’t want to bring His Majesty the Tsar there, I have no such intention!

Amidst the applause, Olga whispered regretfully: "I thought it would be a more intense dance."

Wang Zhong: "Your Majesty, that kind of dance requires the music to be tango, or a more intense flamenco. I can't get excited about the waltz played by the band."

"That's it." Olga turned to look at the band, raised her hand and snapped her fingers, "In the name of the Tsar, I want a flamenco!"

As a band that can perform for the palace, naturally any music is not a problem.

Immediately the sound of the guitar sounded, it was really flamenco.

Wang Zhong immediately started beating in his heart, wondering if his body had this skill.

The violin sounded, and Wang Zhong said, "Have you... ever learned flamenco?"

Olga: "I saw you skipping with other girls."

Good guy, you really have this skill. Dandy Rokosov, you are such a party person.

At this time, the violin played, and Wang Zhong remembered that he had watched Antonio Ban and Catherine Zeta dance this song in "The Mask of Zorro"!

So he followed suit and went up to hug Olga's waist with the help of his body.

The first part of the song was actually quite soft. Wang Zhong put his arm around Olga's waist and walked around the dance floor. Then the guitar joined in and the drum beats became more intensive, so Wang Zhong's movements suddenly accelerated.

As soon as he raised his hand, Olga started spinning like a top, her steps perfectly matching the rapid playing of the guitar.

At the end, Olga rushed into Wang Zhong's arms. At this time, Wang Zhong made a move and pointed his face towards his front armor, almost inserting the tip of his nose into the gap in the armor.

The spin just now hadn't made Olga sweat, so Wang Zhong could only smell the fragrance. He couldn't tell what kind of fragrance it was. He only knew that it smelled good, without the pungent feeling of inferior perfume.

Also, Mashiro wanted to bury her face in it.

Wang Zhong freely matched Olga's dance steps and rotated with her, making her skirt bloom like a flower.

After the song ended, Wang Zhong controlled his breathing. Looking at Olga's face again, he found that she was finally sweating - it was obviously winter, and the temperature in the banquet hall was not low.

On the last note, the two of them froze in the final pose.

Thunderous applause.

Olga took this opportunity and whispered in Wang Zhong's ear: "I have wanted to dance with you for a long time. My brother taught me the dance steps."

What the hell, Ivan, are you plotting against me?

Wang Zhong stood up straight, let go of Olga's waist, naturally took her hand, and greeted everyone.

Then the applause started again, and Lyudmila also applauded.

Wang Zhong sent Olga back to where she should be, bowed again, turned around and looked at Lyudmila.

There should be a break between dances.

The band also started playing soothing tunes.

Wang Zhong walked towards Lyudmila and bowed to her: "Would you like me to play flamenco?"

Lyudmila: "I don't have a teacher to teach me. I will step on your feet. And I'm wearing a military uniform."

Wang Zhong: "Isn't this good? Come on."

So Lyudmila put her hand on Wang Zhong's palm.

Wang Zhong led her to the center of the dance floor, and using his newly learned tricks, he snapped his fingers at the band: "Flamingo!"