Little Taotie blinked, feeling wronged: "No little bear."
Mo Haihao sighed: "Have your brother bring it over."
Little Taotie drooped her head: "No Little Lion."
Mo Haihao: "If you’re not afraid it’d be scared by the big dog at the door, you can bring it."
Little Taotie clutched her skirt: "Strange place, can’t sleep."
"You’ve been coming to the Ancient Castle every week, strange? You seem to sleep soundly in Yuanyuan’s arms."
Mo Haihao tapped her little nose: "Stop fussing, you’ll definitely stay in the Ancient Castle, no use arguing."
Little Taotie turned her back angrily, sulking.
Hua Jinyan reached out to gently hold her small hand: "I’ll stay with you."
Little Taotie’s eyes brightened, she leaned closer to Hua Jinyan, sticking close, smiling with her eyes curved: "Really?"
Hua Jinyan allowed her to stay close, smiling tenderly: "When have I ever lied to you?"
"Hehehe..." Little Taotie’s dimples deepened, her eyes twinkling as if filled with stars, glittering as she looked at him.
Mo Haihao covered his eyes: "This display of affection is nauseatingly sweet."
Chen Zi sighed: "Kids these days, can’t make any sense of it."
Xiangxiang glared at the two: "Single dogs, keep eating this lovey-dovey stuff!"
Mo Haihao felt uneasy, asking anxiously: "You’re not single?"
Xiangxiang pulled out her phone, smiling widely: "Soon I won’t be. My friend introduced me to a high-quality guy, I’m going on a date tomorrow!"
Mo Haihao lowered his eyes, pretending to be concerned: "Give me a picture, I’ll check for you."
"Check what! People need to trust each other!"
Xiangxiang turned and left.
Mo Haihao ran after her but couldn’t catch up.
Chen Zi saw him return frowning, asked in a low voice: "Do you like her?"
Mo Haihao pressed his lips, saying nothing.
Even a newcomer could see it, yet the woman herself couldn’t!
It seemed everyone in the Ancient Castle knew, even Hua Jinyan knew his thoughts, but not that woman!
Chen Zi said gravely: "A bit coincidental."
Mo Haihao was puzzled.
Chen Zi: "Recently, Little Taotie is being kept in the Ancient Castle while Xiangxiang is arranged for a date, do you think... there’s something off about this date?"
Chen Zi’s expression turned serious.
Originally asking for Xiangxiang’s picture was purely to gather information on a potential rival.
But now it’s different, this matter can’t be taken lightly!
Little Taotie stayed in the Ancient Castle, enjoying the most relaxing day since summer vacation began.
No filming in the morning, she slept in deeply.
By ten o’clock, the little girl just woke up, and after brushing her teeth, Sister Yuanyuan started feeding her.
Sister Yuanyuan’s bag was like a snack space, filled with a continuous supply of various treats.
After eating, with nothing to do, Little Taotie went to a room with nothing but white walls, where Chen Zi set up the stand for her, and she began live streaming.
"Hello everyone, today I don’t have filming, I’ll dance for you all!"
[Zaizai is going live again! Wonderful!]
[Zaizai, go! I want to see the Nezha Dance!]
[I want to see Zaizai do the Little Swan!]
[I love any dance Zaizai performs!]
Little Taotie clicked on the tablet, "Recently on Douyin, I’ve noticed everyone dancing to this."
She opened a dance short video.
The video showed someone wearing a black cap, black sunglasses, a black mask, a black shirt, and black silk pants, dressing like a shadow dancer.
His Douyin account: Shadow Dancer.
[I know this person! Recently very popular, millions of followers in an instant with one dance!]
[I’m one of those followers! He’s just like a shadow, absolutely amazing!]
[The background music of the dance is also great, I heard he edits his own music!]
Little Taotie pressed the play button.
The video lighting was beautifully crafted, creating a great atmosphere, soft light cast on the man’s exposed arm skin, like coated with a dreamy layer of gold sand.
The music seemed to come from afar, soft and distant at first, gradually getting closer, like a stream flowing from a distance, while the dancer moved softly like a shadow, swaying like leaves in the wind, slow yet graceful.
Suddenly, a drumbeat dropped!
The drum sound started, and the music became suddenly murderous, like yellow sand rushing, battlefield, the clash of spears...
The dancer leaped, high in the air, surprisingly doing three somersaults.
The three heavy drumbeats matched perfectly with his three somersault landings, precisely onbeat.
"The spear strikes like a dragon, fierce and fearless..."
"A hero departs, never to return..."
He sang softly, his voice light yet with a weathered feel of the years.
A spear appeared in his hand, the light dimmed, leaving only the spear glowing independently, the dancer blended into the dark, within the short video, the spear moved solo in mid-air, suddenly thrusting but then breaking into two, the spearhead fell to the ground, only the remaining half was in motion.
The background music brought forth the sound of iron horses trampling in numbers...
Countless weapons appeared attacking the broken spear, just when everyone thought the one holding the broken spear would surely lose, suddenly, a Beijing opera accent shouted: "Turning Spear!"
The broken spear twirled, revealing a sharp glare on the other end!
All the weapons were repelled by this broken spear, a laugh in Beijing opera accent echoed, lights turned on, and the shadow danced again, in front of him lay a corpse clad in armor, its body pierced with weapons, clutching a broken spear tightly in its hand.
The shadow danced on, behind the shadow appeared a large curtain, depicting a scene from the battlefield.
A warrior clad in armor used his body to block all attacks, delivering the final blow with the Turning Spear, piercing the Enemy Country commander’s throat.
The shadow dancer slowly descended, lying beside the corpse, at this moment, as if just a shadow of this warrior, sleeping alongside the warrior.