Carnival and Dance of Hester(Biography of Carnival Performer Len(7)

Lennifer imagined some anxiety, some reserve, and, yes, doubts on her face.
He raised his right hand slightly, with only his thumb bent.
"Four?" The voice came again.
She was even more confused. He continued to bend his tail finger, then his ring finger and middle finger.
One. Index finger. The pointer rotates.
"Boom!" There was a heavy blow on the stage, and Lennifer opened his eyes.
Joyful music sounded in time, and the light of the spotlight, which had just been fixed in one place, began to move.
He took the pocket watch out of his bosom. It was 12:10, which was exactly the same as the count in his mind.
"Of course, my pleasure, beautiful lady." Lennifer looked sideways at some anxious, reserved and doubtful women.
She was wearing a lavender dress with slender legs and arms, her hands restlessly tucked behind her. Although the long black hair was coiled up, some hair was left on both sides. He liked the charm.
Her face is hard to spot. Looking into his big eyes was all the look of imagination.
Hearing Lennifer's acceptance of her request, she smiled and sat down in the seat next to him with her skirt pulled.