National Tide 1980.

Chapter 905 Disco
Wine is a sex medium, this statement is true.

Not to mention being in Tokyo, a city full of feasting and lust.

Therefore, for Ning Weimin, who was full of blood, who was ready to be moved by Matsumoto Keiko who was leaning on him along the way, and could hardly hold himself.

This blurred night is really hard to end like this.

In fact, after Minato and Matsumoto Keiko reluctantly said goodbye politely.

When Ning Weimin returned home, he threw the two bags of take-out boxes into the refrigerator, and he couldn't pretend to be a gentleman anymore.

Even if I took a hot bath and took a little privacy, I still felt restless and uncomfortable, eager to be stimulated and vented.

So he glanced at the time and found that it was not ten o'clock, so he simply changed his clothes and went out.

Determined to take the initiative to find some fun and feasting, and make up for myself.

As for where to go?
To be honest, Ning Weimin is not very interested in the folk shops on Kabukicho Street today.

He has already tried many sessions, but his accented Japanese is too easy to be exposed as a foreigner.

And Kabukicho prefers to play places, and basically only accepts Japanese people.

Going there to spend money, he is like a fool, spending a lot of money, but it has no practical significance.

As for the customs shops opened by people from Taiwan, Vietnam, and Thailand, the threshold is too low, and all kinds of ghosts and monsters go there.

There are many black shops, and there are also many young ladies who play "Xianren Dance". Those people almost use any means to make money.

So for the sake of his physical and mental health and property safety, he doesn't want to put himself in danger.

So after much deliberation, he finally decided to go to the dance clubs and discos in Roppongi for a stroll.

That kind of place should have a certain probability of meeting young and ignorant Japanese girls.

Even if every little girl has a flower protector, if there is no opportunity to take advantage of it, she can still dance.

Anyway, it won’t be in vain, disco dancing is also a better way to vent your energy, and you can still get a good night’s sleep when you’re tired from dancing.

What's more, he is not only purely for sex hunting, but also plans to seriously learn the experience of nightclubs in capitalist countries.

By the way, let's see if there is anything that can be copied back to China to increase the appeal of Maxim's restaurant's evening business.

In short, this money is not completely wasted meaninglessly, it is also considered a work need.

In this way, he found many justifications that could calm his sense of degradation and guilt.

So he turned into an idiot with a wolfish nature, and took the bus from his apartment in Akasaka to Roppongi, where singing and dancing are flourishing.

In Tokyo, Roppongi has always been well-known and one of the most prestigious nightlife meccas.

But in Roppongi in this era, there are only a few discos and dance halls.

But the real frenzy and the wave of discos are far from coming.

The reason is that the development of Tokyo dance halls is far behind that of the West, which is mainly affected by a vicious case in society.

In 1982, two 14-year-old female middle school students were abducted from a disco in Kabukicho, Shinjuku.

The tragic result was one death and one injury, but the murderer of the case has not been found so far.

As a result, public opinion was in an uproar, and the Japanese government stipulated that minors were not allowed to enter.

To put it bluntly, discos and dance halls were hit in Tokyo in the first half of the 80s, a bit like the days when dancing was banned in China in the first few years.

So when Ning Weimin found a disco called "Shining", he bought a ticket for [-] yen to go in.

He didn't have enough understanding of this situation, but when he saw the scene inside the disco, he felt a bit beyond his imagination.

Because he was sensitive to find that the guests in the disco were too old.

It was different from his impression that the disco was full of young girls.

There are absolutely no students, or college graduates who have just entered the society.

Instead, most of them are office workers in their 25s, some middle-aged people in their 30s, and even uncles in their [-]s.

At his age, he is basically at the bottom, and there will be no one younger than him.

But then again, even so, it's not a pain in the flesh.

Because although the ticket price is expensive, it is worth it. The hardware facilities here are really awesome, far better than the kind of dance hall converted from a warehouse.

The disco is in the building, well decorated and has VIP rooms.

Not only the top light, bridge light, column light, strobe, follower light, and multi-element lights constitute the stage set, but there is also a disco light ball that can be lifted freely on the center stage.

Drinks are also expensive here.

A bottle of the most common Kirin beer costs [-] yen, and a glass of whiskey costs [-] yen.

This is probably also related to the fact that the customers are generally older and have higher spending power.

So even if you come alone and play here for a few hours, you can easily spend tens of thousands of yen.

In Ning Weimin's impression, at the end of the 90s, this kind of karaoke hall was also popular in mainland China, and it was called "Hong Kong-style discos" in China.

But now it seems that the originator is likely to be Japan.

Anyway, although there is a lack of active young people, the Tokyo disco these days is not too crowded, the dress is too cool, and even the legendary fan dance has not yet become popular.

But a disco is a disco after all. You can smell the air mixed with the smell of tobacco and perfume, hear the loud dynamic music, and see the lights flickering on the dance floor.

Ning Weimin also felt the music cells in his body.

Especially when I saw the dancing and singing of the disco queens on the stage, the dancing was so tempting and unrestrained.

He was even more distracted, allowing himself to walk off the dance floor, mix among the office workers who took off their uniforms, and began to dance to the rhythm.

Soon I was fascinated by the flickering lights and the dynamic music.

It should be said that although the domestic environment is closed and the atmosphere is conservative, entertainment venues such as discos and dance halls are very lacking.

But Ning Weimin is not a bumpkin, after all, he spent so many years in his previous life.

What's more, with his income level in this life, it is enough to support frequent consumption in places like Maxim's Restaurant and International Club.

To put it bluntly, after accumulating experience in previous lives and present lives, he has been dancing for decades.

In fact, there is a law that practice makes perfect in everything, especially physical skills, let alone this.

Well, in fact, let alone disco dancing and moonwalking, Ning Weimin is already proficient, completely surpassing the old level of "three steps in nightclubs".

Even waltz and tango, he also learned a lot under the influence of Maxim's environment.

Let's put it this way, although this kid can't compare with a professional dancer.

But among the folks, he can be regarded as a dancer with a relatively high level, much better than ordinary people.

So in such an environment, Ning Weimin became the more conspicuous one on the dance floor.

There is a relatively high gap between his dance steps and the public level of this era, and his dance moves are also very different.

After dancing a few songs, he attracted the attention of the dancers on the stage.

Even dancing and dancing formed an effective interaction with the queen on the stage.

So under the watchful eyes of everyone, he was even pulled up by the people on the stage, and danced with many leading dancers on the high stage.

This dance, that dance is so cool and exciting.

Ning Weimin actually found the same feeling that Uncle Piao was surrounded by the stars of the dance troupe.

I completely entered the state of mind to enjoy dancing, and danced more freely and freely.

Especially his appearance and figure are much better than Uncle Bird, not a rough uncle, but a little fresh meat.

It makes all viewers feel as if they are in a disco paradise, where gold is falling everywhere.

Even the DJ was crazy, because the effect of the music was set off by the dance steps, and the expressiveness was improved to the extreme, which made people feel excited.

After dancing to the song, the audience was full of sensation, and the atmosphere reached the extreme.

Many guests thought it was a program deliberately arranged by the dance hall, and professional dancers were invited.

Before the music was completely over, they enthusiastically waved and applauded.

Until Ning Weimin accepted it as soon as he saw it, he declined the repeated invitation of the lead dancer queen to dance another song, and retired back to the deck to rest.

Only then did everyone realize that it turned out that "the master is among the people".

This dance was completely spontaneous, and it was an accidental event that could no longer be replicated, so it was somewhat embarrassingly regrettable.

But despite this, Ning Weimin still received drinks and coupons from the stage operator as gifts for his success in driving the atmosphere of the audience.

But that's not all.

What Ning Weimin never imagined was that it would be so easy to get what he had been searching for without success.

Precisely because he was so good on the dance floor just now.

A Japanese woman with shawl hair that was popular at the time, plump cheeks as white and tender as boiled eggs, dark eyes revealing a kind of warmth from the depths of her body, and bright lips painted with bright lipstick.

He even took the initiative to talk to Ning Weimin.

"Are you alone? Can I sit down?"

"Of course, please sit down. All I have is beer. Would you like a drink?"

Ning Weimin couldn't refuse at all, because this woman was very sexy.

The most alluring thing is her figure, which is uneven, and her legs are slender and beautiful. This is an undisputed beauty.

The age is not bad, the 25-year-old looks like a woman's best time.

Ning Weimin's eyes were fixed on her like a magnet, and it was difficult to move away - it is human nature to love beauty.

"OK, thanks."

The Japanese woman who delivered the goods to the door responded, and sat down generously next to Ning Weimin.

Ning Weimin also readily offered a bottle of Kirin beer as a gift from the disco.

However, when Ning Weimin inadvertently met the eyes of this woman, she actually held a beer in her hand, smiled and leaned her body over.

"You have a great sense of rhythm! Are you a professional dancer?"

"Thank you. No, my level is far from enough. My body is actually very stiff..."

Ning Weimin is telling the truth, he often chats with his friend Shan Chui Hai.

But for strange women, he is generally willing to make himself look more kind.

"But this is amazing. Your dance is very attractive. But we girls are better at things like softness..."

"..."

Ning Weimin was speechless, seeing the smile on her lips, he already knew that this Japanese girl was trying to seduce him.

It's just that he is still hesitating whether to take the bait or not.

It doesn't matter if you have a one-night stand, but what if you run into a "fairy dance".

"Let's make friends! My name is Hexiang."

The woman stretched out her slender hand generously.

There was a delicate white gold and diamond ring on it, but not on the married finger.

"Hi, my name is Ning Weimin."

Ning Weimin glanced at it without showing any signs, shook it lightly, and then politely let go.

"Are you a foreigner?"

The Japanese woman was stunned.

She seemed to have finally ruled out the interference of the music, and she could hear Ning Weimin's Beijing-style Japanese, which was different from ordinary people.

"Oh, yes."

"Wow, your Japanese is pretty good. Where are you from?"

"I am from Huaxia, from the capital of the Republic."

"Huaxia? The capital of the Republic? It's really rare. When I heard you report your name just now, I thought you were Korean?"

"No way, I have double eyelids."

From the bottom of his heart, Ning Weimin didn't want others to misunderstand him as a stick. He pointed to his eyes and made a half-joking joke.

"That's right, I saw it."

Sure enough, the woman also understood the subtext of the needle hidden in the cotton, and smiled.

"However, excuse me, this is too incredible. Does Huaxia have such an entertainment venue?"

"Yes, but not many. However, I go often."

"Oh, I see, you are a fashionista from China. Did you come to Japan to learn avant-garde dance? Or are you looking for related opportunities?"

"No, I'm just an ordinary migrant worker. I'm on a business trip sent by the government."

"What about you now? Have you thought about turning dancing into a career? Don't be shy, let's be honest. Maybe I can help..."

"Do you want me to dance in the ballroom? Or not. I have declined the invitation of the boss just now, and I am very satisfied with my current job."

"Oh, did you misunderstand me? I have to explain clearly that I have nothing to do with this dance hall. Today is the first time I came here with my friends. I am very happy to meet you. And I have noticed you for a long time. From the first moment you came in, I thought you were outstanding in appearance and had the potential to be an excellent dancer or actor. How about, let's chat in another place? Find a more relaxing environment. Just the two of us Personally, maybe we can talk about many things..."

A few minutes ago, the two were strangers.

But now she smiled and issued such a clear and ambiguous invitation.

Japanese women are really bold.

And I didn't expect her to notice me so early.

While Ning Weimin was surprised, he was also somewhat proud.

To be honest, he was really tempted at this time.

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of her against the backdrop of flashing neon lights, she thought to herself that this is called Feilaiyanfu, right?

What does it mean to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to find it without any effort?

He is now 100% sure that as long as he nods, he can take this high-quality Japanese girl straight to the love hotel to experience the real Japanese style.

The other party may have seen through his little thoughts from his hesitant eyes.

Further dispel his worries.

"I'm not a bad woman. I work in a TV station. Maybe I can really help you in your career or life. How about it? If you want my business card, let's get to know each other better Well, by the way, take a rest comfortably."

Take a break in comfort?
This is a clearer signal, especially at this time a thin white hand is still on Ning Weimin's shoulder.

His body tensed even more.

He could hardly believe it was true that he could be invited so warmly and proactively by this Japanese girl named Hexiang.

"Are you coming? If it's a matter of expenses, don't worry. I'll take care of it for a small matter..."

Under He Xiang's black and white eyes, which were almost dripping water, stared at him.

Ning Weimin's heart beat uncontrollably, and he even swallowed his saliva.

Don't want money, but want to pay back?
It seems that with my own conditions, I am quite qualified to eat soft rice.

but……

The moment he wanted to nod, he somehow remembered Matsumoto Keiko's face.

With such a comparison, the woman in front of him doesn't seem to have much charm.

And what's even more inexplicable is that he himself is very resistant to doing such a behavior.

Although it is not responsible, it will not be known.

It was the kind of excitement that I most wanted to pursue in the past.

But the problem is, now he feels that if he agrees and does so, he will feel unspeakably awkward and guilty.

There is always a voice asking myself in my heart, is this okay?Will you regret it?
"Sorry. I can't go. It was a pleasure chatting with you, so I'll go first."

Ning Weimin put down his wine glass, nodded slightly, and was about to stand up.

He Xiang was stunned and couldn't help asking.

"What's wrong? Do you think it's boring to be with me?"

"Ah, no. Mainly I'm... a little tired. And I'm not used to it..."

"Tired. Not used to it?" He Xiang also stood up, "Then let's leave a contact information for each other, shall we? We can contact again, take your time..."

"This is not convenient. Actually... I have a girlfriend. I'm sorry..."

Since Ning Weimin decided to leave, he no longer hesitated, he left as soon as he said, and squeezed out hard.

Squeezed out of the door in the crowd, leaving behind the drunken noise behind.

With a mouthful of dirty air in the body, it was slowly released.

His nerves gradually relaxed, his body gradually became lighter, and his whole person gradually returned to calm.

All the glitz and temptation of this time, he doesn't want now.

It seems that only Matsumoto Keiko, who has just met for the second time, is like a safe home port for him.

However, at the same time, in the disco, He Xiang, who was left alone, was like an inflator.

The body is constantly inflated, filled with resentment, anger, and bad luck.

These gases will explode with a little friction.

So when she grumbled, "Bad, bad, bad," she went to the bar and ordered a shot of liquor.

The bartender had already clearly seen her annoyance, so he didn't dare to say much, and waited carefully.

He Xiang lit a lady's cigarette as if no one else was there.

He took out a mobile phone that was still rare at this time from his purse and made a call, yelling loudly, asking his driver to pick him up.

Then he drank it down, clenched his fists, and slammed the bar to complain.

"Bastard! How could you meet such a good man here!"

Then he shouted at the bartender.

"Hey, is the person sitting there just now a regular visitor here?"

(End of this chapter)