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Chapter 4, The Prom

He comes from Shanchongchongli, a village 100 miles away, and it is not easy for him to study.

Of the 73 members of the same class in the village, only three are still studying: he is in No. [-] Middle School, and the other two are in No. [-] Middle School.

You say that a poor boy from the countryside who has never seen the world comes to a city with a population of several million for the first time. He can't even speak Mandarin at first, and he eats poorly, wears old clothes, and doesn't fit in with the surrounding environment. up?

Of course, having said that, although his family is not good enough, he has a good life, and there are still many girls who are willing to make friends with him.However, he only wants to study to change his destiny. In the past two years, except for a few things that he can talk about, he has basically been an insulator.

LuAnn said: "My mother told me before that I should not be too proactive in making friends."

Meng Qingchi asked, "Why?"

Lu Ann said: "I was born too well. If I take the initiative too much, I will easily deceive girls. They say that things that are easy to get will not be cherished. She is afraid that I will easily hurt women."

Meng Qingchi was a little astonished when he heard that, looked him over carefully, and smiled: "What your mother said is quite reasonable, it seems that I will keep a distance from you in the future."

Then she said with regret: "Your mother is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in this town, but it's a pity that I will never see her again."

Recalling the passing mother, Lu Ann, who was still a little mischievous just now, felt a little downcast for a moment. He held the teacup in both hands and drank slowly, and stopped talking.

Seeing his appearance, Meng Qingchi blamed himself a little, thought for a while and said, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and our unit has a dance in the afternoon. Let's go dance with my sister."

Lu An subconsciously shook his head and opened his mouth: "I'm not very good at it."

Meng Qingchi looked into his eyes quietly: "Practice makes perfect, you can learn it slowly, and let my colleague teach you when you get there."

I know that this girl is trying to enlighten me, I want me to get in touch with the outside world as much as possible, and get out of the self-enclosed world.

Originally, before he was reborn, social interaction was indeed a big problem that plagued him throughout his high school career.

But it's just high school, Phoenix Yu Fei, a man with a good face should not be too easy to break this barrier.It's fine for the girl to rush over, but many married women also want to get involved. Fortunately, he... Hey!
But thinking about it this way, Lu An didn't refuse the other party's kindness again.

Because this person in front of me is one of the few people in this world who is sincerely kind to me.

After drinking tea, the two took a taxi to the hospital.

When you enter the hospital, there is a wall on the left that is covered with creepers. Bypassing the creepers and going up to the second floor, you will arrive at the auditorium.

The auditorium at this time is very festive, with red lanterns and colorful lanterns hanging above the head, and square red slogans of "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival" are pasted on the walls.

There are people everywhere, music is playing, and men and women are catching up with each other and dancing ballroom dancing in the center of the auditorium, which is very lively and lively.

After waiting and watching, Meng Qingchi led him around to a corner with tables and chairs.

Lu An, who was walking behind, looked around with nostalgic eyes, and sniffed with his nose and said, "Sister Qingchi, why do I smell the smell of fried pork with green peppers?"

Meng Qingchi smiled: "The nose is quite sharp. One of the dishes in our unit's lunch here is stir-fried pork with green and red peppers."

Lu An oh, followed to the corner.

Seeing Meng Qingchi bring someone over, a charming female colleague in an evening dress smiled and stood up to say hello: "Qingchi, you have never participated in this kind of dance before, why are you here today?"

After finishing speaking, the female colleague's eyes fell on Lu An's face, and a light flashed in her eyes instantly.

Sensing his friend's subtle expression, Meng Qingchi smiled and introduced, "This is the cousin I mentioned to you, bring him here to see the world."

Gao Yao frowned, and teased in a voice that only two people could hear: "A real cousin, or that kind of cousin?"

Meng Qingchi ignored it and said: "You dance well, I will teach him later."

Looking at the two of them for a while, Gao Yao teased, "I am duty-bound to such a good-looking boy."

Meng Qingchi smiled, picked an empty small round table and sat down.

Gao Yao stretched out her hand elegantly, and said to Lu An, "Cousin, right? Come, dance with me."

Lu An looked back, and when he saw Meng Qingchi signaling him to be more courageous with encouraging eyes, he thought about it and accepted the invitation.

Friendship dance is also called national standard dance to a certain extent. It flowed into China during the period of the Republic of China and was once all the rage. It fell into a low ebb in the 60s, revived in the 80s, and was the most popular in the early 90s.

Influenced by Western court dances, the dance is solemn and elegant, the dance steps are rigorous and standardized, and it is quite gentlemanly, so it is very popular among intellectuals.

In his previous life, Lu An learned to dance in college, not only the national standard, but also the rumba.

Although he hadn't danced for many years, after 2 minutes of getting used to it, he slowly regained some of the feeling he had back then.

Seeing his rapid progress, Gao Yao was surprised: "Did you skip it before?"

Lu An followed the beat: "Sister Qingchi has taught it a few times, and I often watch those old ladies dance in Chengnan Park."

Gao Yao praised him: "Just look at it, you are very talented in dancing."

Lu An said humbly: "I'm overwhelmed, I just tried my best not to make a fool of myself in front of you."

Gao Yao asked: "How old are you this year?"

LuAnn said, "Guess what?"

Gao Yao asked: "Are you over 18?"

LuAnn said, "Twenty-two."

Gao Yao sized him up from beginning to end, and asked, "Have you ever met a woman before?"

Lu An was a little surprised. He didn't expect this woman to ask such a question when they met for the first time. In order not to be weak, he didn't answer directly.

Instead, ask, "What do you think?"

Gao Yao said: "Seeing that you look very young, Qingchi said to take you out to see the world, so logically you should have never touched a woman.

But your hands around my waist are very measured, and you are not cramped when facing a strange woman, feeling like an old hand. "

Yo!This analysis makes sense and looks good.

Lu Ann told his cousin's experience: "You guessed it, I have slept with dozens of women."

Gao Yao laughed directly, "Have slept with dozens of women? Does Qingchi count?"

LuAnn said, "I don't touch acquaintances."

Gao Yao smiled even more happily: "Then are we acquaintances now?"

That's right, this girl is quite relaxed, she was actually molested.
Lu An said leisurely: "If you dare to say that we are not acquaintances, I will dare to sleep with you."

Most of the people in this era are still conservative, while the other half have moved towards "unrestrained" due to the influence of Western society.

And Gao Yao's family is well-off and has stayed in a big city for a long time, and she claims to be a relatively cheerful person, but at the moment she is still stunned by such straightforward words, blushing for a while, and a little at a loss.

Lu An commented: "Dare to flirt with handsome men in broad daylight, but show timidity, half fashionable."

Gao Yao was bored for a long time, and forced a smile: "I kind of believe that you have slept with dozens of women."

Lu Ann said: "Why do you believe it a little bit, you should believe it."

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(End of this chapter)