There is no need to ask too much for student dances. It is rare for brothers of 305 to wear collective suits and ties. Whether male or female students, most of them wear daily clothes, leather clothes, coats, windbreakers, down jackets... everything is available, and some students even dance in homemade pants.

Of course, you still have to dress up.

The students were all clean and tidy. The men used clean water as mousse to shape, partially divided, middle-level divided, and various divided, and their hair was combed so greasy. The women used Pechoin, clam oil, and hand cream, and their whole body was fragrant, which made them attractive.

Peng Shengli was at a loss when he entered the dance hall and could only stand in the corner and stare blankly. He regretted coming here a little.

Zhou Zhengyu is the most sexy. This kid shows off his skills and his girlfriend is also very skilled. It gradually turns into a dance performance. Several couples around him stopped directly, watched them dance with a smile, and the song ended with warm applause.

Song Weiyang held Lin Zhuoyun's little hand with one hand and held her vest with the other, and walked to the music: "Have you skipped much before?"

"You are almost the same, you have already stepped on me." Lin Zhuoyun said with a funny look.

Song Weiyang said: "I haven't danced ballroom dance for almost 20 years."

Lin Zhuoyun said: "Come on, you are not over 20 years old yet!"

"That's right." Song Weiyang laughed.

If Lin Zhuoyun hadn't made an appointment to dance and her roommates were also dispatched together, Song Weiyang would definitely not want to dance such things.

Too old-fashioned, or too high-end!

Twenty years later, there are only two types of people who dance ballroom dance in China, one is a professional dancer, and the other is an old man and an old lady. By the way, there is also the so-called upper-class social dance party, just smile, don’t take it seriously.

After stepping on Lin Zhuoyun several times, Song Weiyang finally became familiar with it. It was also a kind of enjoyment to smell the faint fragrance emitted by the girl.

These days, ballroom dance is popular among the people, and they especially like to play meat.

Folk dance halls often turn off the lights in the middle of the jump, and the dark men and women hug each other. How ambiguous should be? Where you can touch your hands depends on your courage.

The campus dance is relatively clean and there is no such dirty trick.

Of course, there may be someone who wants to do it, but if you encounter a report, don’t think about the next time.

At the end of the song, Song Weiyang and Lin Zhuoyun stood there and chatted. There was no way, the dance hall was too crowded, there was no place to rest, and there was no fruit drink to provide.

Just do it, and after one song after another, the students are still happy. This kind of happiness is the purest.

"Mr. Song, your dancing skills seem to be a bit bad. You have trampled Miss Lin's shoes dirty." Li Yalun came out from somewhere.

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "I am practicing hard."

Li Yalun said: "It's better to do this. Miss Zhang and I dance well. We exchange dance partners. I teach Miss Lin to dance. Miss Zhang teaches you how to dance so that you can learn faster."

"Sorry." Lin Zhuoyun refused directly, she was afraid that Song Weiyang would misunderstand.

Song Weiyang was so obedient that he got the advantage and spread his hands and said, "I'm so sorry, Mr. Li, it seems that he will let you down."

Li Yalun had a bad face and didn't say anything. He turned around and left, and walked directly to the dance hall gate.

"Alan, where are you going?" Zhang Lin hurriedly chased after him.

Li Yalun originally wanted to give up. It was too easy for him to find a woman in China, so there was no need to hang himself on Lin Zhuoyun's tree. But after a few steps, he couldn't help but feel resentment. Zhang Lin just came over and asked immediately: "What is this Song Weiyang doing? Is it the boss of Xifeng Company in the newspaper?"

Zhang Lin was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized: "I said the name sounds familiar, it turns out that I have seen it in the newspaper."

"Don't talk nonsense," said Li Yalun, "I'll ask you if he is Xifeng's boss!"

"Maybe it is." Zhang Lin said.

"Then is his current identity?" Li Yalun asked.

"Is Xifeng's boss a student?" Zhang Lin doesn't pay much attention to business news.

"He just got into college!" said Li Yalun.

The anti-Japanese war manifesto from the business community issued by Song Weiyang set off a wave of local enterprises to resist foreign investment. Because of this move, Song Weiyang was well-known among foreign companies, and Li Yalun, a special consultant of Citibank, also paid special attention to him.

Zhang Lin's reaction was quick: "You mean that Song Weiyang is Xifeng's boss, and after being admitted to Fudan, Lin Zhuoyun is dating a student?"

Li Yalun asked: "Can Chinese teachers fall in love with students?"

"It should...not be possible." Zhang Lin said.

"What does it mean?" Li Yalun didn't understand.

Zhang Lin explained: "The law does not have explicit regulations, but if things get bigger, the school will definitely come out to stop it."

Li Yalun suddenly laughed: "Let's go, let's go to the bar together."

Although Zhang Lin yearns for the lighthouse life in the United States without any bottom line, she is not a person without any bottom line. She holds Li Yalun's clothes and asks: "Do you want to expose them?"

"Why not?" Li Yalun shrugged.

"If you do this, Lin Zhuoyun can't stay in Fudan!" Zhang Lin said.

Li Yalun smiled and said, "I just want to vent my anger. Don't you want to go to the United States? I'll take you there."

Zhang Lin had serious doubts about Li Yalun's character at this moment, but the phrase "going to the United States" made her IQ and morality drop rapidly. She clenched her fists tightly and loosely, and she said powerlessly: "I don't think this is good. Moreover, they didn't offend you, why bother to end it."

Li Yalun didn't know why he was so angry, but he was so nervous that he felt uncomfortable all over if he didn't vent.

When he was in the United States, Li Yalun was very resilient, low-key and cautious everywhere, and could keep a smile even when he was humiliated in public. But when he came to China, he quickly expanded and became willful and irritable in just over a year. He couldn't even explain this situation clearly.

It’s so normal to be rejected for chasing girls. Li Yalun has experienced several times in the United States, and at most he was lost for a few days and never thought of revenge.

But he just couldn't swallow his anger now!

After shook off those messy thoughts, Li Yalun suddenly hugged Zhang Lin's waist and smiled and said, "Let's go to the bar to have a few drinks, and I'll talk about it later if I have anything to do."

Zhang Lin felt a little disgusted and wanted to push Li Yalun away. She raised her hand and put it down, but in the end she still couldn't resist the temptation of going abroad.

In the dance hall, Zhou Zhengyu smiled and touched the tape, took out a tape, and said to the classmate who was playing the music: "I'm so excited!"

"What song?" asked the classmate.

"Disco!" Zhou Zhengyu said.

"Okay." The student quickly changed the tape.

"Dong, dong, dongdong..."

The music with great rhythmicity stunned the students in the audience. They had never skipped such a fast-paced dance.

Zhou Zhengyu ran back to the dance floor with a laugh and shouted loudly: "Savage Disco, students, let's play!"

Disco entered China in the 1980s, but it was just a slow-paced, old men and women could dance. Just in 1994, a disco tape was released in the northeast and named it "Savage Disco". The powerful and wild style quickly spread from the north to the south.

"Come on, dance with me!"

Zhou Zhengyu raised his hands and slapped him, twisted his waist and raised his hips, and his movements were dirty, and he was like crazy.

The other students were stunned and laughed quickly, and more and more people joined in.

While dancing, Zhou Zhengyu also pulled Peng Shengli, who had been neglected, into the dance floor, shook his head and shouted: "Search, let go, jump up!"

Peng Shengli was relatively shy. At the beginning, he twisted his waist clumsyly, and gradually became thrilled to the melody of the dance music. He never danced, but twisted his whole body randomly, and looked like he was epilepsy. As a result, he became more and more excited as he danced. It seemed that he could vent all the long-term depression he had accumulated in his heart through those crazy movements.

It's true that Peng Shengli's wild disco was actually more infectious than Zhou Zhengyu, and many people followed him and swayed around.

"Hahaha, this kind of dance is so interesting!" Lin Zhuoyun twisted around Song Weiyang.
Chapter completed!