"I don't care!" Fu Xiao grabbed his black hair in agitation. "You really have changed. You’re actually interested in ballet, and you even sneaked off behind our backs to watch it in person."
He suddenly thought of something and his eyes widened. "Don't tell me an old tree that hasn't bloomed in thirty years is thinking of playing the male swan!"
The others, who had thought Fu Xiao was finally grasping the truth and were preparing to offer a comforting word of praise, froze: "??"
Chapter 84