Love You for the Rest of My Life

Chapter 1217: Does This Mean You Don’t Want Me to Dance Anymore?

A group of professors were stunned, suddenly feeling publicly humiliated by the mocking.

In fact, the last thing dancers want is to denigrate their colleagues, especially to say that someone can no longer dance, that their talent has dried up—such words are a major taboo in terms of professionalism.

People like that are very unpopular.

Of course, the professors immediately understood the implication behind Nangong Jin’s words; if they continued to stand by Hong Wu’s side at this point, it would mean that they were putting themselves in the same category as him.

They couldn’t possibly degrade themselves in such a way.

So, one of the professors immediately nodded and said, "Jin Palace is right."

Naturally, other professors echoed, "Yes, indeed."

Hong Wu’s face went pale in an instant; he clearly understood the meaning behind Nangong Jin’s words—that he was calling for Hong Wu to be blacklisted.

But Nangong Jin had not said outright what should be done, instead speaking in veiled terms that left nothing specific to respond to, but everyone understood the intention.

Not speaking directly made it impossible for him to refute.

However, Hong Wu was not resigned to this and thus said, "Mr. Nangong, what do you mean by this? Are you saying I shouldn’t dance anymore?"

"Heh," Nangong Jin laughed, still sounding friendly as he patted Hong Wu’s shoulder, "Don’t be nervous, I was just making a suggestion. If you want to dance, nobody’s stopping you. I don’t have the authority to stop you from dancing; you’re giving me too much credit."

His words were modest, but they inexplicably made people break out in cold sweat.

The reason being, you can find no grounds to argue with him!

Hong Wu was completely out of options. Nangong Jin never admitted that he would expel him from the dance world, but Hong Wu did not doubt that Nangong Jin had the power to do so.

So, after pondering, Hong Wu could only apologize, "I’m sorry, Mr. Nangong, I deeply regret my earlier remarks and hope you won’t take them to heart."

"Do I look like I care?" Nangong Jin chuckled, "I already said don’t be nervous; it was just a casual chat."

Hong Wu: "..."

Was it really just a casual chat?

Why is he sweating so much!

Hong Wu really had nothing else to say, and stood there, very awkwardly, while Nangong Jin stretched leisurely, "Alright, I’ve delayed you all, and for that I apologize. Please, continue; I’m just here to accompany my wife."

Di Jinxuan turned and looked at him. He blinked, his lips curving into a smile, "Don’t worry, hubby won’t disturb you. Don’t stress, you’re the best in my heart."

With that, he cupped Di Jinxuan’s face and planted a firm kiss on her lips, "Wifey, go for it!"

Di Jinxuan was stunned, her pretty face turning crimson as she gaped at the cheeky older man who already turned to go to the resting area.

Di Jinxuan was somewhat dazed, only snapping out of it when surprised exclamations erupted around her.

The murmurs of fangirls filled her ears.

"Jin Palace is really so cool."

"Too bad he’s already got a girlfriend."

"He’s so good to his girlfriend."

"Then let’s begin," Teacher Hong looked at his watch and took a deep breath.

At that moment, Professor Zeng stood up and interjected, "Teacher Hong, take a break; let Teacher Li take over the rehearsal."

Hong Wu froze, somewhat incredulous, "P-Professor."

Professor Zeng gestured, "No need to say more, you look tired; you don’t have to be in charge of this Latin dance anymore."

With that, Professor Zeng clapped his hands, "Alright, kids, come on, let’s continue training."

There stood Hong Wu, utterly dumbfounded, wishing to say something but finding he couldn’t utter a single word.

From beginning to end, they didn’t tell him not to dance, just to take a break; how could he object?