Chapter 975: There is nothing he can’t do if he wants to.

Book:My Dear Mr. Nice Published:2024-6-2

Diego took off his blindfold and was dumbfounded, it is true that whatever Mr. Carlos chose, he did not know what title to give it….
If you put it simply, these people will be up in arms and won’t let up, but if you put it in a difficult way, you are afraid of having a bad time in the future:
-Following the trend, I’ll go with Dare too.
Trust Diego not to say something stupid….
Before they had finished thinking, the others had already made their moves with glee:
-Make Carlos dance!
-Yes, dance!
Micaela looked at Alba, who was the one screaming the loudest next to her, and she was really crying and laughing, but her husband was even tougher, slapping his thigh and exclaiming:
-No, no, I think we have to make Carlos imitate ‘that line’ of go-getter women!
They all froze for a long time, remembering the images of the prostitutes from the old TV bureau, and then they put Carlos in his place, laughed, and pounded the sand on the floor….
Carlos can’t keep his face still either….
What the hell is all this…
Diego was worried about embarrassing his top boss and having a hard time in the future, but seeing everyone laughing so merrily, he suddenly felt very excited and looking forward to it too….
This is probably the only time in your life you’ll get the chance to make a full poison of your own Mr. Carlos, so if you miss it, you won’t have it….
Six months bonus ahead, bye bye….
He made up his mind and coughed dryly, as much as he wished Mr. Carlos would imitate “that business” of picking up clients, that would translate into no bonus for the rest of his life, so let’s settle for second best….
-Then…
Diego hadn’t even finished speaking when Micaela pulled Carlos and said to him:
-I’ll teach him how to dance.
Then, straight away, she pulled Carlos to the center of the circle and looked at Alba.
-Music!
Carlos looked at the small white hand holding his and his thin lips lifted…..
What is it with his girl wanting to be with him…..
Alba immediately pulled out her phone and searched for the song.
Micaela looks at Carlos and teaches him the first move of the opening, demonstrating, first with her hands behind her back, then with her hands on her hips, she turns….
The dance was one she used to do when she went to an in-house training contest and all the models danced together to relax, she was still impressed that Carlos only had to remember the first move and the later ones just had to follow his lead….
-Are you ready?
Alba found the music and shouted, and everyone gathered on the side against Alba in further anticipation of their dance….
Micaela finished her explanation with Carlos and looked at Carlos, who also looked at the girl in front of him, the sea breeze stirring her long hair, the sparkle in the girl’s eyes in the bright moonlight, more soulful than the stars in the sky, half nodded, turned her body, legs slightly spread, hands behind her back, looking out to sea, erect.
Micaela, with a smile on her face, adjusted her position to stand behind Carlos on the left, her back to the group, and said:
-Ready to go.
Alba turned the sound up to maximum and pressed the play button.
It’s a Romanian song called Pananma, with an upbeat rhythm, and Carlos had heard it on a few occasions when it was hot, and was content that there was nothing he couldn’t do if he wanted to, even if it was a dance he hadn’t been exposed to, let alone the girl teaching it live….
Prelude to:
Lamaizboara-npanama
Zilezilezilezilezilezilezileeualejrgirl

Carlos mentally counts five seconds the moment he hears the melody and then, as the girl demonstrates, moves his hands behind his back to his hips, bends his knees slightly and turns around….
The girl also turned around, indicating that she had picked up the right rhythm, and immediately stood watching his movements, trying to imitate them….
The laughter of everyone watching the good show gradually subsided because, well, they were doing well, the dance was not difficult or fast, but for a first time dancer, especially a man without any dance background, nine times out of ten it would have been funny, but not Carlos, he was so into it that he was only a second slower than Micaela’s movements, and when he danced the second verse, many of the movements were repeated Carlos was even following Micaela’s rhythm….
-Wow, Mr. Carlos is impressive!
-With his face and body, if she doesn’t become president, she’ll be sued for dancing!
-This is too flashy to dance too…..
-It’s good to see you!
The wives were gushing with praise and the husbands were extraordinarily unconvinced to hear it.
I can’t believe I’m watching another man dance!
Ha!
Isn’t that just dancing?
Who wouldn’t?
Ernesto was the first to get up, he walked over and stood to Carlos’ right, he also watched Micaela’s movements and jumped after him, then Leonardo came over not to be less, Tomas clenched his fist and followed him, Eric, eyes alight, whistled and stood next to Micaela to lead the line together….
The women’s laughter rang out loudly again as the line grew larger and larger, demanding even more neatness, and those at the back, a total mess!
-Antonio, you’re going too!
Katarina couldn’t resist nudging her husband, Antonio’s ears turned red, he gritted his teeth and dragged Katarina with him, then Olivia got up and came over too and stood next to Leonardo….
Alba put the song on a single loop and ran with a smile….
Diego and Paula were the only ones left, and they would look out of place if they didn’t get up there. Diego took Paula’s hand and walked to the end of the line, waving his hands upward in an effort to learn, thinking suspiciously:
That said, isn’t this all about the venom Mr. Carlos?
How did it become a general mobilization?
It is true that capitalists have a great appeal?
Paula was so happy that suddenly something occurred to her and she ran to her tent to get out the camera and stand for tomorrow’s sunrise photos, quickly set it up, put it on video mode, pointed it directly at the group of people dancing on the beach and joined in herself….
With two demonstrations by Eric and Micaela, and a few more dances, we finally managed to record a pretty neat video.
After the dance, everyone went back to their seats and sat down, excited to continue playing.
Diego walked past Carlos, only to hear his deep voice:
-Diego, six months bonus, deducted.
Ah…
Diego looked at his Mr. Carlos with a sad face and asked faintly:
-Don’t you have fun dancing?
Carlos raised his eyebrows, with a slight smile in his eyes.
-You’ve gone out of your way for the cousin, so how can I let you down.
Diego returned to his seat with no hope of surviving….
It is true that being close to Mr. Carlos for a long time is like being with a tiger, and whatever you think, you cannot escape his attention….
Carlos took a seat in the center, picked up the drumsticks and the easy-opener can, put on the blindfold and continued to play the drum.
Carlos hit ten seconds or so to stop and his own brother won the prize.
Tomas is very afraid of the imitation and, before Carlos can ask him, he bursts out:
-I’m going to go with the truth!
Without waiting for the crowd to get up in arms, Carlos was expected to ask, quite properly, an unorthodox question:
-How long at a time?
The whole room recoiled and the thin-skinned women blushed, especially Bianca, who wanted to dig a hole in the beach and bury herself.
The men looked at Tomas with a wicked grin on their faces and told him all sorts of dirty jokes to mock him.
Tomas was brought to tears and was about to retort, when he heard Carlos add:
-It seems that everyone’s thinking is very impure, where were you thinking when I said how long a shower lasts?
The beach burst into fresh laughter, and Tomas hastened to reply that ten minutes in the shower was enough, before hastily assuming drumming rights and herding Carlos back to Micaela….
The hapless Ernesto won the prize three times, and his proposal to mimic a woman in “that business” ended up in his lap, and everyone laughed at his performance….
Finally, the night was getting darker and the babies in the tent, and from time to time with cries, reminded them that they themselves were having too much fun and had left their child behind, how was that?
They had all not had enough and were talking about playing one last round when Leonardo, who had also won for the second time, stood up, looked at the calm sea not far away and said:
-Those challenges are weak, how about a winter bath in this round of challenges, brothers together?