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Chapter seven hundred and thirty seventh dance

Yang Rui still decided to ride it himself? He went to a dance party, and felt that motorcycles or something was not suitable for him.

The distance from Peking University to Tsinghua University is not far, but the campus area of ​​Peking University and Tsinghua University is too large. Walking from one side of Peking University to the other, and then from one side of Tsinghua University to the other, a student is almost exhausted.

It was much easier to ride a bicycle. Yang Rui calculated the time and completed the work in the ion channel laboratory in advance, and then leisurely rode his bicycle out.

As soon as I left the side door of Peking University, a sharp sound rang out, with a little excitement: "Here's here, sister, here!"

Immediately, a vast motorcycle surrounded Yang Rui. A group of people took off the motorcycle helmet in one go, and their beautiful long fluttering hair shook up in the air.

In the middle is Xiaobaiya.

It is obvious that Yang Rui underestimated Xiaobaiya's low-key style.

They did ride motorcycles to carry Yang Rui, but they didn't say that there were also a group of female knights accompanying him.

Yes, with Xiaobaiya, all the female knights who are so handsome.

Moreover, the cars of these female knights are more handsome than the other.

"Does it look good?" Xiaobaiya came to Yang Rui, stepped out with one leg, and the long leather pants were smooth and shiny. When stepped on the ground, it only made the motorcycle tilt at a very small angle.

"It looks good." Yang Rui couldn't help but comment in his heart: The legs are so long!

If the length is not enough, it really can't support this motorcycle.

"Come up, let's go to the dance hall." Xiao Baiya signaled to the back seat.

Yang Rui hesitated for a moment and did not take the seat. A motorcycle in front suddenly turned his head and hit Yang Rui's body. Immediately, a bunch of whistles came:

"He's so handsome."

"But beautiful!"

"Sister has a good vision."

Yang Rui sighed, covered his eyes with his hands, and said, "It's because I'm good-looking, not because she has a good vision."

The whistle paused, followed by a boo and laughter.

The girls riding on the motorcycle are still girls.

Xiao Baiya turned his motorcycle over in anger, looked over with the headlight, and stared at him with wide eyes.

The boo and laughter around immediately ceased.

"Get into the car." Xiao Baiya raised her hand handsomely again.

Yang Rui took a step on the back seat of the motorcycle without hesitation, put on the helmet that Xiaobaiya handed him, adjusted his posture slightly, and grabbed Xiaobaiya's waist.

The slim waist is clenchy and can be held, and Yang Rui puts his hands on it, almost as if he can gather it together.

Xiaobaiya pinched the motorcycle grip uneasy, and stepped on the pedal, and drove the motorcycle up.

The remaining female knights had pedals with pedals and twisted grips without pedals, and they also increased the speed of the car one by one, but none of them could catch up with Xiaobaiya.

Yang Rui sat behind, feeling a little happy and a little scared. The pleasure comes from the speed and the front seat, and it is also because of the speed and the front seat.

This high-speed tool with iron wrapped in meat is slightly tilted, and it is likely that the car will be destroyed and the people will die.

Fortunately, the road was wide and there were few cars, so Xiaobaiya quickly parked the car in front of a white building.

"It's this?" Yang Rui quickly got out of the car and handed the helmet back to Xiaobaiya.

"It should be." Xiao Baiya was also quite confused.

Yang Rui was surprised: "You haven't been here?"

"I...I don't remember a little." Xiao Baiya was very embarrassed. Of course she wouldn't say that she had inquired about the dance party and invited Yang Rui over. That would be so shameless.

More motorcycles stopped around, and the buzzing sound made people anxious.

Xiao Baiya waved his hand, everyone's motorcycle suddenly turned off, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

"Is it here?" Xiao Baiya asked the girl who came later.

"This is the main entrance, we enter through the back door, and there is also a parking lot." As he spoke, the motorcycle convoy started again.

Compared to the main entrance, the back entrance is much more lively.

Rows of bicycles parked in the carport, and those who couldn't put them down simply parked outside or leaned against a tree.

There are young people chatting at the door, and the more people you walk towards the door, the more people you will be.

However, when the motorcycle team arrived, the students gave up their positions, and most of them looked at the motorcycles with a look of upturn.

In the 1980s, people bought a bicycle just like young people in later generations bought a motorcycle. A bicycle priced at 100 or 200 yuan required a full salary of more than three months. Even middle-aged cadres would have to pay at least about two months of salary to afford a bicycle.

Whether it is a college student or a young man who just works, buying a bicycle is an economic behavior that is not difficult but not easy. But buying a motorcycle is different. An ordinary domestic motorcycle costs around 2,500 yuan, and it has a price but no market. If you don’t want to buy a ticket, you can’t buy it. If a young man wants to do such a big thing, he must have his family spending years of savings to help.

Xiao Baiya and his group rode handsome imported motorcycles. These big guys, which cost 3,000 or 4,000 yuan, can be said to be the ultimate dream of many young people, as rare as sports cars in later generations.

If a stack of banknotes of the same thickness is placed here, self-righteous college students may be looking at it, but they will not be envious.

However, when the money becomes a physical object and a handsome motorcycle, everyone's ideas are different.

"Let's go in and dance." Xiao Baiya parked the bicycle on the side of the road, ignored the others, pulled Yang Rui and walked in, and at the same time instructed: "Today you are my dance companion, don't dance with others."

Yang Rui was stunned: "There are still these rules?"

"Yes." Xiaobaiya blinked.

"What if someone asked me to dance?"

"That's not OK." Xiao Baiya pulled Yang Rui with his hand, quickly separated, and said, "You have been booked by me tonight, you want to dance with me."

"Okay." Yang Rui shrugged, not objecting to this arrangement.

Many people have already started dancing on the dance floor.

Unlike the dance halls in society, the school dance halls are bright in light, and the moment Yang Rui and Xiao Baiya enter the door, they attract a lot of attention.

The three girls sitting in the corner were also attracted by Yang Rui at once.

"Fang, look at this boy, he is pretty and tall, so he is just right for you." The girl opposite the door urged the girl sitting in the middle.

The girl named Fang looked Zhou Zheng, wearing a fashionable yellow dress. She looked at Yang Rui carefully and said, "He is not from Tsinghua University and has no school badge."

She pointed to the position on her chest, and Fang herself did not have a school badge, so she hung a brooch that was rare at this time.

"Maybe he just doesn't want to bring the school badge?"

"I don't want to bring the school badge, but I don't want to find a dancer." Fang analyzed it very seriously.

"It's okay if you don't look like this, it's okay if you don't have Tsinghua University."

"It's okay if it's not from Tsinghua University?" Fang turned his head and said, "What are we working hard to ride a bicycle for? If I want to find someone from Tsinghua University, I'll just dance at our school."

The two girls who came together said in a frightened voice: "You can speak softly."

"What are you afraid of? Why do you think so many girls come? Why do you hold a dance party in the same way, why are there so many people coming to the dance party held by Tsinghua University?" Fang said with confidence and then stood up.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"I'll go and ask him if he's from Tsinghua University." Fang tidied up her skirt and went forward with great confidence.

"Fang still can't bear to bear it." The two remaining girls in the corner covered their mouths and laughed.
Chapter completed!
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