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When it was settled, Dior left school with Christine, and he remembered that they hadn't eaten since noon.

It is learning that makes me happy, learning makes me forget time.

“I'm sorry, it's so late, why don't we go get something to eat?” Dior suggested.

Christine was supposed to go home and take a whiff of it, but now that Dior's talking, she's embarrassed to say no.

“Then I'll treat you this time and make a fortune today. ”

Less than eight hours ago today, Dior gave her $8,000. It was too much. She felt that she didn't play much of a role. It was entirely Dior's own talent to learn so quickly. It was possible for him to teach a senior year, but Dior insisted on paying according to the price previously agreed upon. She was also somewhat disgraced.

But in Dior's view, the price is not high. As a highly skilled surgeon, he can make a lot of money out of a few surgeries in the last eight hours. Since Christine is willing to spend his precious time on a man like him, he certainly won't do anything smaller than that.

That's right, just a little while ago, the one-time Krypton of $20 million, Lord Dior, was a little drifty!

“Then I'll pick a place, and if I don't have enough money, I'll just have to brush the dishes. ”

“Okay, you brush, I'll cheer you up. ”

They were joking with each other, the atmosphere was more than 100 times easier than when they first met, and Dior was just joking with her, not picking too expensive places, and when he saw a nice Italian restaurant on the side of the road, he stopped for a seat.

This meal was very comfortable, both of them may be a little hungry, Christine left the lady's image behind, and Dior stopped pretending to be a gentleman, and they quickly took out plates and plates and turned out to be the other Guests' eyes, but obviously neither of them cared about the stranger's personality.

After eating, they both laughed at each other looking at each other like they were very unimaginable.

“Want a drink somewhere?” Christine offered to go home and sleep, and she threw it behind her head.

Dior was slightly surprised, "Of course, pick a place. I don't go to bars very often, so I don't really understand. ”

Christine was surprised this time, and in her impression, a rich, long, handsome, tall guy like Dior would definitely wake up in a different hotel every morning.

So is it pretending or is it really like he said?

Christine got a little more curious, so she volunteered an address, and an old driver took Dior to a bar she used to go to.

In the United States, no matter how serious the work elite is during the day, there is a good chance of turning into someone else at night in a bar, uncompressed in many entertainment places, even if they occasionally encounter their own insincere bosses, there is nothing to be surprised about, even dancing and drinking together.

Christine is naturally no exception, but alcohol is too harmful for the surgeon, so she restrains herself every time, orders the least alcoholic beverage, and then dances to the strong music without strength, completely forgetting the stress and troubles before going home to take a bath and sleep in the morning sun the next day.

Waiting for the place, watching the long line, Dior spoke for a while.

And just when he was a little overwhelmed, Christine dragged him straight to the front and said hello to the bald, strong man who maintained order.

“Hey, this isn't our post-dance Christine! Long time no see! ”

“There have been a lot of surgeries lately, and I haven't had time to bring friends over to play. ”

The bald man glanced at Dior behind her and revealed a smile that everyone understood, "OK! Hurry up and get in! Even our DJ lost his enthusiasm in your absence. ”

Christine immediately made a strange gesture, "Leave it to me! ”

After that, greet Dior through the other door.

“Can't you see you're still a regular here?” Dior has a very fresh feeling.

“It used to be, but now there's very little time to come.” Christine didn't say a word back, and then he took his hand and walked in.

Suddenly, the loud music, the fanatical shouts all poured into my ears.

Dior wasn't never here, but he really wasn't very comfortable.

But Christine was different, and as soon as she walked in here, she was a different person.

“Oh ho! Look who's here! We finally remembered her subjects after the dance we thought about day and night! ”

“Screaming ~ Let's shout her name together, Chris ~ ~ Tin! ”

DJ, the tip of the tip of the intelligence, switches the rhythm directly and instantly detonates the enthusiasm on the scene!

Apparently, no one who comes here often doesn't know her!

And Christine didn't disappoint, so she danced sexy and hot around Dior, and the daytime one, if she was two!

“Oh, yeah! ”

“Awesome!”

“One more! ”

There was noise all around them, and the crowd consciously gave them the middle position.

But compared to Christine, who had fish and water, Dior was like a pillar, and there was nothing more remarkable than being tall and handsome and attracting the attention of a lot of single women.

But just after one song, DJ cut out a weird rhythm.

Dior suddenly couldn't help but think that this was the PussyControl from the last century, known as the genius pop singer Prince, and a post-DJremix version.

He knows this because this music is the background music of JOJO's famous' gangster shake ’!

And he imitated it with his colleagues for fun, just too hot an eye.

But now he can't help but jump out even if he hasn't learned how to dance?

So for the first time he started to move seriously, not blind J8 twisted!

Very brainwashing FunkRock-style music, coupled with Dior's carefully restored 'gang shake’, captured the eyes of the surrounding people from Christine in a flash.

Slip, shake, nod...

It's obvious that it's so simple that it can't be any easier, but at this moment, it fuses together to form an incredibly strange chemical reaction!

Strange, weird, some absurdity... but just out of sight!

That's... that's so cool!

The crowd is boiling!