Ding Ming walked out of the dance hall with the girl in the same class and asked Zhou Zhengyu sideways, "Brother Yu, today's dance is so exciting, what's the name?"

"Savage Disco." Zhou Zhengyu said with a smile.

"We used to dance disco, why are they different?" Li Yaolin asked.

Zhou Zhengyu explained: "I used to dance with elderly disco, but today I am the disco of young people."

Nie Jun retorted mercilessly: "Blow it, you just have the kind of disco that used to be danced by young people, but you are just different in type."

"If you don't believe it, let's bet!" Zhou Zhengyu was immediately displeased.

"Just bet, what are you bet?" Nie Jun said.

"I lost my bag and wash my clothes for a month!" Zhou Zhengyu said.

"Okay, I'm sure," Nie Jun smiled, "Old Song knows a lot, let's ask him to go!"

In fact, both of them had little understanding of disco, but they didn't know that this kind of savage disco was introduced from Europe and was just popular in the United States.

"Hey, where is Lao Song?" Zhou Zhengyu searched everywhere.

Wang Bo said: "Before, he was dancing with a beautiful female classmate, and I don't know where he went."

Peng Shengli was still savoring the kind of refreshingness he had never seen before, shaking his ankles and said, "I saw him go out."

Several people and their dance partners came to the door of the dance hall. Wang Bo pointed to the distance and smiled, "Isn't that?"

Li Yaolin said: "That's Lao Song's girlfriend. I saw it when I was dancing. It's pretty."

The lights were dim. Zhou Zhengyu walked several steps forward and finally saw it clearly. He was surprised and said, "That's Teacher Lin from our department! Old Song is so awesome. He has been so proud of his teacher!"

"What is a horse?" Peng Shengli asked.

"Ma Zi is the girlfriend," Ding Ming helped explain, and said with admiration, "Brother Yang is not an ordinary person."

Zhou Zhengyu sighed: "I have seen that he has a problem with Teacher Lin, but I didn't expect to get into it!"

Nie Jun said: "I guess they were lovers before, the male and female protagonists of "Thousand Paper Cranes" MV."

Peng Shengli worried: "Does the school allow teachers and students to fall in love?"

"What are you afraid of? The school doesn't care about it." Zhou Zhengyu said with a smile.

The guys didn't go over to disturb me, so they sent their dance partners back to the dormitory, so Song Weiyang naturally had to send Lin Zhuoyun back.

In the 1990s, there were not many street lights on the campus of Fudan, and occasionally a few were broken, resulting in many places being painted black.

Song Weiyang could only take out the big man's show and use the faint light of the pager to explore the way.

"well!"

Lin Zhuoyun exclaimed, but stepped on the gravel and almost fell on the spot.

Song Weiyang hurriedly supported him and asked, "Is it okay?"

Lin Zhuoyun moved her ankle joint and smiled and said, "It's just a little painful if I didn't sprain."

"I'll take you away." Song Weiyang held her hand and felt a little cold.

In the darkness, Lin Zhuoyun smiled with her lips pursed her lips, and the warmth coming from her hands seemed to be soaked in her heart.

As he walked, Lin Zhuoyun leaned over and became a shaking Song Weiyang with one hand and a tucked into Song Weiyang's arm with the other hand.

This is completely a couple walking at night. Song Weiyang suddenly became a little confused and didn't know how to deal with the relationship between the two parties.

As a normal man, and during the throbbing period of 17 or 18 years old, Song Weiyang had already been so nervous that he had been so anxious. It was almost impossible to let him be a monk for ten years and wait for his little wife to grow up in his previous life.

Of course, Song Weiyang could also find his first love girlfriend, in the Chinese Department of Shenghai University. That place was a Fudan branch ten years ago, and it was very close to it. It took a few stops to get there. But Song Weiyang knew very well that they were not suitable for each other. They were all stubborn, and they were tolerant of small things and never quarreled. When encountering big things, they always had differences. They were irreconcilable and were simply fatal.

So, should you just find a girlfriend to make do with it?

Song Weiyang is not that kind of casual person.

Lin Zhuoyun is pretty good, with outstanding appearance, gentle temperament, smart and generous, innocent and can be called an ideal girlfriend. But she is just a little bit of heartbeat, which makes Song Weiyang unable to help but flirt with her, but she lacks the passion that can't wait.

Song Weiyang recalled his past life, as if he had never had any passion for love except for his first love girlfriend. He was hurt more severely during his first love, and his second girlfriend made all kinds of unreasonable troubles. His passion had long been worn out, and he just wanted to settle down when marrying his little girlfriend.

Perhaps in terms of feelings, he has become a heart-warming person.

"Ha!" Song Weiyang suddenly laughed at himself.

"What are you laughing at?" Lin Zhuoyun asked.

Song Weiyang said: "I laughed at myself for being too pretentious and always wanted to pursue perfection and pursue that illusory thing."

Lin Zhuoyun said: "It's great to pursue perfection."

"Nothing in the world is perfect." Song Weiyang was moved and suddenly he got in touch.

With Song Weiyang's current wisdom, concentration, vision and aesthetics, he probably will never find a girl that will make him fall in love again. The impulse of recklessness for love will be insulated from him in this life, which is the inevitable price of maturity.

Lin Zhuoyun felt a little confused about this unreasonable sentimentality. She found that Song Weiyang seemed a little disappointed, so she smiled and said, "I'll sing a song for you."

"Okay." Song Weiyang said.

Lin Zhuoyun paced forward against the man's arm and sang: "oh, mydarling, i'vehungeredforyourtouh..."

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous, and the lyrics mean "Oh, my dear, I long for your caress...".

Before she could finish singing, Song Weiyang laughed: "Suddenly singing the theme song of "The Love of Man and Ghosts is Not Complete". Are you cursing me?"

"Song Weiyang!"

Lin Zhuoyun was so angry that she laughed and scolded: "You have ruined the good atmosphere. Can you be more serious?"

"Okay, you can continue singing." Song Weiyang smiled heartlessly.

"I don't feel in the mood to sing," Lin Zhuoyun turned her head away, took two steps and turned back, "You come and sing, you want to sing songs I haven't heard before, and you must sing them well."

Song Weiyang said: "How do I know which song you haven't heard?"

Lin Zhuoyun rarely acted like a little bitch: "I don't care, you have to sing anyway."

"Okay, then I'll sing something interesting. You must have never heard of it," Song Weiyang shouted, "Wearing big-headed leather shoes, I remembered my grandfather, walking through the snow-capped grasslands, stepping on the enemy's belly. These big-headed leather shoes were passed to my father, crossing the Yalu River, and breaking through the 38th line of defense. Hey hey, our hero's ancestors, are not afraid of heaven or earth, are not afraid of moving forward bravely..."

"Hahahaha," Lin Zhuoyun was amused in an instant, "What kind of messy songs are you singing!"

Song Weiyang looked innocent: "Serious songs, remembering the ancestors and criticizing reality. I haven't finished singing yet, do you want to listen?"

"Then you keep going." Lin Zhuoyun smiled.

Song Weiyang shouted again: "Hey, the revolutionary tradition cannot be changed, it cannot be changed, it cannot be changed. Year after year. A beautiful lady, wearing beautiful leather shoes, many of them are imported goods, from Japan and Ben.... I wear big-headed leather shoes and walk on the bustling street. Although it is a bit inconspicuous, I have to walk out of dignity. Hey, think about our ancestors, I am not afraid of the heavens and the earth and not afraid of moving forward bravely... I wear big-headed leather shoes and walk on my father's street. Although it is a bit inconspicuous, I have to walk out of the dignity of the Chinese..."

Although the lyrics have become serious and have deep meaning, Lin Zhuoyun just can't help but want to laugh.

The tune of this song is so happy!

Song Weiyang was about to speak when he suddenly stood up under the tree by the roadside. One man and one woman, who seemed to be a couple, said, "Classmate, your song is really interesting. Can you teach me?"

Song Weiyang and Lin Zhuoyun were both startled. This dark and lit up suddenly, almost like a ghost.

"It's very late, let's go someday." Song Weiyang said.

"What's your name? Which class is from? I'll go find you!" The man persisted.

"My name is Zhou Zhengyu, I am a freshman in the Department of Social Sciences. See you tomorrow!" Song Weiyang waved goodbye.

The man couldn't see what Song Weiyang looked like, and waved his hand: "Student Zhou, see you tomorrow!"

Lin Zhuoyun was led by Song Weiyang and trotted all the way. After a long time, she stopped and laughed: "Song Weiyang, you are so bad!"

"You slander me, how can I be so kind of a person, be bad?" Song Weiyang said shamelessly.

"You are the bad guy! Big bad guy!"

Lin Zhuoyun suddenly faced Song Weiyang, squeezed his skin with both hands, just like his girlfriend was flirting with her.

Perhaps it felt so intimate. Lin Zhuoyun rubbed her a few times and felt a little embarrassed. She shyly pulled her hand back and said, "Well, you're about to arrive at the dormitory in front, so you can send it here."

Song Weiyang looked at her with a smile.

Lin Zhuoyun's heart beat wildly and blushed, "You...you talk, don't stare at me."

Song Weiyang still didn't say anything, and directly lowered his head and kissed him. He had a good relationship. It was good to find Lin Zhuoyun as his girlfriend. It was easier to fall in love with this girl, and it should be very relaxed and happy to get along with her.

The moment Lin Zhuoyun was kissed, her muscles were stiff, and she raised her hands in the air and didn't know where to put them. After a few minutes, she broke free and gasped, "Bastard!"

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Your lips are dry and chapped, I'll help you moisturize it."

"There are street lights here, and people will see them. If you want to kiss them, you should go there!" Lin Zhuoyun said and dragged Song Weiyang to a dark place.

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Chapter completed!