Chapter 9

"Whoosh -" the curtain was pulled open. The make-up artist looked at her with a pink brush and nodded with satisfaction. "You are so beautiful." She was wearing a pair of ultra short hot pants and a pair of black boots on her thighs. One of her legs was straight and long, and the white part in the middle was eye-catching, making people's hearts float. The upper part of her body was a black leather jacket with a bandage, and her waist was thin, which were as beautiful as willows stroking water. Her long hair was like a waterfall behind her, and her face was partly hidden and partly visible in her black hair, mysterious and affectionate. Ms. Theresa came in and urged, "hurry up, Simona. It's time to go up the stage." Simona knew that it was a good chance, so she quickly said, "Ms. Theresa, I want to resign." "You -" Ms. Theresa's face darkened at her words. She lowered her head and thought about what had happened last night. Reluctantly as she was, she nodded and said, "okay. Dance well today." She nodded gratefully, "I will try my best." Seeing her good attitude, Ms. Theresa's face softened a little. "Well, hurry up to the stairs." In the middle of the dance floor, the high T stage was above the whole bar. The feeling of hanging in the air was like a cloud floating in the sky. The DJ beside him with a headset played the revelry night. "Now, let's welcome the most sexy beauty of our Night Club. She will lead us into a new HIGH world. Let's applaud loudly and dance!" The voice of the DJ, accompanied by the strange light, attracted a burst of warm response. Simona stepped on the glass corridor, and the T stage in the center slowly descended. She looked down at the audience, took a deep breath and stepped on the high stage, slowly reaching into the air in the crowd. Her heart was beating fast. Although she was usually strong, she hadn't danced on the stage for a long time. The intense atmosphere and the constantly changing lights on her face made her look a little anxious. She tightened her hands slightly and took a deep breath. She put her hands on the thin steel pipe, and her waist became soft. She twisted her whole body to the audience, and her lips slightly raised with a light smile. "Oh, my God --" the subordinates kept clapping their hands, and occasionally accompanied by frivolous whistles. In the noise, all the dim lights in the dancing floor were suddenly turned off. In midair, all the lights were focused on Simona. She held the shiny silver steel pipe with her long legs moving around the steel pipe step by step. Her slender waist twisted with her every movement, and her straight and white legs attracted many people's eyes. With the rhythm of the music, she raised her hand and climbed up. Elena clung to the steel pipe, her body twisting like a willow swaying in the wind. Her long hair was elegant, and her cat's eye makeup set off her enchanting beauty. The atmosphere off the stage was getting more and more cheerful. Looking at the people off the stage, Simona kicked her feet, wrapped her hands with steel tubes, and rolled her lower body. Then she suddenly turned her legs in the air, and her whole body was hung upside down on the steel pipe. With her hands clinging to the steel pipe, her body slowly slid down, like a fairy descending from the sky. The atmosphere in the hall was ignited in an instant. Hearing the cheers, Simona frowned slightly and felt a chill in her heart. No one would have thought that the former Miss Flores would show off in such a place for five thousand dollars.