Nangong Jin walked over but didn’t sit down right away, and the professors didn’t dare to take their seats either, continuously insisting that he sit first.
Feeling a bit helpless, Nangong Jin could only nod politely and take a seat.
This was a dedicated observation rest area, complete with a large screen from which one could see the competition on the field, and naturally, Di Jinxuan’s performance as well.
After sitting down, Nangong Jin casually took out a cigarette and, as if suddenly rembering sothing, asked, "Is smoking allowed?"
The professors were taken aback before hurriedly nodding, "Yes, Jin Palace, please feel free."
Nangong Jin nodded and took out his lighter.
There wasn’t really much to talk about with the professors, so he turned his attention to the screen.
However, the professors were so excited they kept trying to say sothing to Nangong Jin, but they didn’t know what to say.
As they watched Nangong Jin unblinkingly fixate on the screen, Professor Zeng finally found a topic and hastily said, "Jin Palace, what do you think about the choreography of this dance?"
"Hmm, not bad," Nangong Jin nodded and smiled.
Professor Zeng chuckled and said, "Jin Palace, please don’t be so polite. If there’s anything that’s not quite right, could you give us so pointers?"
"It’s actually pretty good," said Nangong Jin, "but the only downside is that the costus seem a bit too... revealing."
"Ah?" Professor Zeng’s eyes widened.
Not just Professor Zeng—all the professors widened their eyes.
Well, this was embarrassing.
"But this is a cheerleading dance, ant to energize and support. How can it convey enthusiasm and freedom if it does not reveal a bit?"
One of the professors raised this question.
"Pfft..." Nangong Jin laughed, his limpid peach blossom eyes looking at the professor as he nodded, "Indeed, dance costus are an essential part of the performance. However, revealing skin isn’t the only way to express enthusiasm and freedom—sotis a little concealnt can be surprisingly effective."
"But since they’ve already taken the stage, there’s no point in discussing this now. Overall, it’s quite good."
Nangong Jin’s words were polite and true to the fact, so the professors felt it wasn’t appropriate to say much more.
After a mont of silence, Professor Zeng spoke again, "Jin Palace, may I ask if you could personally visit our departnt soti to provide us with so guidance and demonstration?"
When Professor Zeng said this, he didn’t have much hope because he knew Nangong Jin wouldn’t agree, so it was just a casual remark.
Unexpectedly, this casual remark made Nangong Jin raise his eyebrows and nod, "Sure."
"What?" Professor Zeng was suddenly terrified and totally unable to believe it.
The other professors were stunned. What did he say?
Offer guidance and demonstration?
This couldn’t be possible!
How many tis had dance conventions and international competitions invited him, offering huge appearance fees and summoning many notable figures from the dance community to extend the invitation, and none succeeded.
And now he says he will?!!
And so simply, with just three words?
This, this, this was too incredible!
"Really, really, really?" Professor Zeng was so scared he started stamring, even his lips trembling.
It was just an offhand comnt, but to think it actually...!
Professor Zeng stared at Nangong Jin with eyes full of shock and earnestness, while Nangong Jin seriously nodded, "Really."
Professor Zeng was so shocked he nearly fell to the ground. He looked at Nangong Jin with a face so full of surprise that he couldn’t even speak.
Nangong Jin couldn’t help but find it amusing. Was it really so exaggerated?
He lifted the corners of his lips into a smile and said, "However, the final say on this matter rests with my wife. If you can get my wife’s approval, then I have no problems with it."
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