1995, New Year's Day.

Song Weiyang found a suit from the box, threw it to Peng Shengli and said, "Old Peng, quickly change it!"

Peng Shengli held the suit, looked at the other people in the dormitory, hesitated, "I will not go, nor can I dance."

"I will teach you if you don't know how to dance. I promise to learn it in five minutes." Zhou Zhengyu said with a smile. He has been fully integrated into the group, cold and arrogant outside, and the dormitory will automatically change the mode of words and deeds.

Ding Ming smiled and said, "Go, even if you don't dance, you can also find a female classmate to chat. There are many female classmates in the dance hall."

Li Yaolin threw out a pair of leather shoes: "I wear my shoes, I fit you best."

Since the beginning of school, Peng Shengli has been on the four-point line of the "Dormitory, Classroom, Canteen, and Gallery". He occasionally takes a bus to buy goods in the city, and there is no entertainment other than that. Now, the dormitory commissary can make a profit of more than 30 yuan a month, which has basically solved Peng Shengli's food problem, but his personality is still somewhat inferior.

"Then I'll go and see." Peng Shengli was also a little moved in the face of his roommate's hospitality. He hasn't even held a girl's hand until now.

The seven men all wore their shirts and hurried to the ballroom.

The Southern District Graduate Ballroom of Fudan University is the most famous dancing place around Wujiaochang at this time. Students from many schools such as Shanghai University, Shanghai Wai, Shangcai, and Tongji come to dance every weekend, and some even have to sit two or three times. vehicle.

The dancing boom in Chinese colleges and universities is the cause of these students.

It was in 1978, when China had just resumed the college entrance examination, the Shenghai League Municipal Committee organized a May Fourth Youth Day celebration of Chinese and foreign college students, and there was a video recording on the spot. Chinese college students dance collective dances with friends hand in hand, and men and women must be separated. Foreign college students teach them to dance ballroom dancing and waltz.

The leaders of the regiment city committee were so frightened that they directly pulled the switch. The students thought it was a power outage, so they lit candles, used a tape recorder (battery) to accompany them, and danced for most of the night.

The next day, the leadership of the Municipal Party Committee of the Youth League directly reported the situation to the city leaders. The city leaders smiled and said, "What's all the fuss about? We danced in Yan'an. The premier danced very chicly, and the chairman also admired it."

As a result, Shenghai TV Station broadcasted the dance, and CCTV also broadcast it. Since then, there has been an upsurge of dancing on the university campus.

Before the TV broadcast, Fudan students became crazy, holding various dance parties under pressure, and Fudan became the dancing center of major colleges and universities in Shenghai.

"Scar Literature" was also developed by Fudan students. Lu Xinhua from the Chinese Department of Level 77 had never written. The writing class teacher assigned homework and he handed in a scar. This frightened the teacher and directly reported it to the principal. Instead of criticizing, the principal Su Buqing sent it to Wen Wei Po, which immediately printed 1.5 million copies of this article.

Scar literature was born!

When the seven brothers of 305 came to the Southern District Ballroom, it was already very lively.

Many male students stood at the entrance of the ballroom, some were waiting for their female companions, and some were looking for female students to stand alone. There are also some students from outside school who inquired about this all the way, and then went in happily.

Wang Bo, Nie Jun, and Peng Shengli had no female companions, and went straight into the ballroom, while the remaining four buddies waited slowly.

Not long after, Zhou Zhengyu's senior sister's girlfriend came, and the two went in hand in hand. Immediately afterwards, Ding Ming and Li Yaolin's dancing partners also arrived one after another, both freshman female classmates.

Song Weiyang was waiting at the door. The wind was a little bit cold. Suddenly a girl came over and asked, "Classmate, do you have a dancing partner? I'm from a wealthy university and I have an appointment with a friend, but he is temporarily unable to come."

"Yes," Song Weiyang smiled, "but I can introduce my friend to you as a dance partner."

"Forget it." The girl left in embarrassment.

Suddenly, only a few students yelled: "Jiang Changjian, Jiang Changjian is here!"

Jiang Changjian, the superstar superstar, Ph.D. student in Fudan University, and the best debater in the Lion City, walked forward. He was thin but extremely energetic, and he was surrounded by admirers every minute.

"Sorry, sorry, I have a partner!" Jiang Changjian put his hands together and rushed into the ballroom with difficulty.

Seeing this person, Song Weiyang's first reaction was "six walnuts", er, no, "the most powerful brain."

In the distance, Lin Zhuoyun, Li Yalun and Zhang Lin came together. The situation of these three people was a little awkward, Zhang Lin was caught in the middle, Li Yalun always turned to talk to Lin Zhuoyun, and Lin Zhuoyun looked straight ahead.

Lin Zhuoyun waved to Song Weiyang from afar, approached and said, "Sorry, we are late."

"It's okay." Song Weiyang smiled.

"This is my roommate Zhang Lin, and this is my friend Song Weiyang." Lin Zhuoyun introduced.

"Hello!"

"Hello!"

The two shook hands with each other.

Li Yalun smiled and said, "Mr. Song, we meet again."

"What a coincidence." Song Weiyang said with a smile.

Zhang Lin looked at Song Weiyang carefully. She wanted to know how attractive this man was that would make Lin Zhuoyun give up a handsome American guy.

The first impression is that he is handsome!

The second impression is: calm!

Nothing else.

Although Song Weiyang is well-known in Fudan, not everyone knows him. Zhang Lin belongs to the teaching assistant of Ding Ming and his department. There is no intersection at all, and I have never even heard of it. I only feel that the name Song Weiyang is familiar.

Obviously, Zhang Lin has never seen Qianzhihe mv.

Zhang Lin quickly turned her attention to Li Yalun. She walked to the entrance of the ballroom, looked inside, and suddenly said, "Ellen, there are too many people in the ballroom, why don't we go to the bar?"

"What does Miss Lin mean?" Li Yalun asked Lin Zhuoyun.

Lin Zhuoyun took Song Weiyang's arm and smiled and said, "I'm here to dance."

Li Yalun was disappointed, but still smiling, said: "Then let's go in."

Zhang Lin also took the initiative to hold Li Yalun: "Allen, there are students here, there is no need to play with them. Didn't you say that there is a new bar on Hengshan Road that opened for celebrations, did you invite the Tang Dynasty band to perform? This can’t be missed~lightnovelpub.net~ Lin Zhuoyun’s entanglement with Li Yalun was utterly distressed. Li Yalun also had a headache with Zhang Lin. He originally wanted to go to the bar to celebrate New Year’s Day, but Zhang Lin was entangled in a mess, and Lin Zhuoyun wanted to dance again. It took a long time to finally get to the present.

This woman is annoying!

In order to show his gentlemanly demeanor, Li Yalun did not shake Zhang Lin's hand away, but moved a half step to the side, smiling and saying to Lin Zhuoyun: "Miss Lin, let's go in."

"It's okay if you don't go to the bar, dancing is good." Zhang Lin agreed, holding Li Yalun's arm.

Li Yalun's heart burst into flames without a name, as he thought of slapped it over, the smile on his face also became a little embarrassing and stiff.

Song Weiyang understood the situation at a glance, and squeezed a smile and said in a low voice: "Mr. Lin, your roommate is okay. I'll take all our international friends."

Lin Zhuoyun said: "I have a headache now, one always entangles me, and the other always pulls me on to entangle others."