National Tide 1980

It is true that wine is a medium for sex.

What's more, we are in Tokyo, a city full of lights, feasting, and lust.

Therefore, for Ning Weimin, who was full of blood and was almost tempted by Matsumoto Keiko who was leaning on him along the way, and could hardly control himself.

It was really difficult for this confusing night to end just like that.

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

When Ning Weimin returned home and threw the two bags of packing boxes into the refrigerator, he could no longer pretend to be a gentleman.

Even after taking a hot shower for a while, I still felt restless and uncomfortable, longing for stimulation and venting.

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

Determined to take the initiative to have fun and make amends for myself.

As for where to go?

To be honest, Ning Weimin didn't have much interest in the custom shops on Kabukicho Street today.

He has tried many times, but his accented Japanese is too easy to reveal his identity as a foreigner.

Kabukicho is a popular place to visit and basically only accepts Japanese people.

When he goes there to spend money, he is like a fool, spending a lot of money but with no practical significance.

As for the custom shops opened by Baodao people, Vietnamese, and Thais, the threshold is too low, and all kinds of ghosts and monsters go there.

There are many illegal shops, and there are also many young ladies playing "Fairy Dance". Those people do anything to make money.

So for the sake of his physical and mental health and the safety of his property, he didn't want to risk his life.

So after much deliberation, he finally decided to just stay nearby and go to a dance club in Roppongi for a walk.

There should be a certain probability of picking up young and ignorant Japanese girls in that kind of place.

Even if every little girl has a flower guardian, she can still dance if there is no chance.

Anyway, it won’t be in vain. Disco dancing is also a good way to vent your energy. If you are tired from dancing, you can still get a good sleep at night.

What's more, he is not just looking for beauty, he also plans to seriously learn the nightclub experience 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 wasted completely meaninglessly, it can also be regarded as needed for work.

In this way, he found many legitimate reasons to calm his sense of depravity and guilt.

So he transformed into a madman with his wolf nature, and took a bus from his apartment in Akasaka to Roppongi, where singing and dancing flourished.

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

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

But the real craze and discotheques are far from truly coming.

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

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

It resulted in a tragic result of one death and one injury, but the murderer has not yet been found.

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, discotheques and dance halls suffered a certain blow in Tokyo in the first half of the 1980s, much like the days when dancing was banned in China in the first few years.

So when Ning Weimin found a discotheque called "Shining" and spent 4,500 yen to buy a ticket and enter.

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

Because he sensitively discovered that the guests in the disco were older.

It was different from his impression that discotheques were full of young girls.

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

Instead, there are mostly office workers in their twenties and sixties, with some middle-aged people in their thirties, and even uncles in their forties.

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

But then again, even so, it can't be said to be painful.

Because although the ticket price is expensive, it is worth it. The hardware facilities here are really great, far better than those ballrooms converted from warehouses.

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

Not only do top lights, bridge lights, column lights, strobe lights, chasing lights, and multi-element lights constitute the stage scenery, but there is also a disco light ball on the center stage that can be raised and lowered freely.

Drinks are also very expensive here.

A bottle of the most common Kirin beer costs 1,000 yen, and a glass of whiskey costs 2,800 yen.

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

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

In Ning Weimin's impression, in the late 1990s, this kind of karaoke hall was also popular in mainland China, and it was called "Hong Kong-style discotheque" in China.

But now it seems that the originator is probably Japan.

Anyway, although there is a lack of young and active young people, the Tokyo discotheques these days are not too crowded, the clothes are 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 deafening dynamic music, and see the lights flashing on the dance floor.

The music cells in Ning Weimin's body also had feelings.

Especially when I saw the disco queens singing and dancing on the stage, they danced seductively and unrestrainedly.

He was so excited that he walked off the dance floor, blended in with the office workers who took off their uniforms, and started dancing to the rhythm.

Soon I was mesmerized and fell into the twinkling lights and the dynamic music.

It should be said that although the domestic environment is closed and the atmosphere is conservative, there is a great lack of entertainment venues such as discotheques and dance halls.

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

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

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

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

So actually, let alone the disco and the moonwalk, Ning Weimin is already proficient in it, completely surpassing the level of the old "three steps in a nightclub".

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 professional dancers.

But among the people, he can be regarded as a relatively high-level dancing expert, much better than ordinary people.

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

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

After dancing a few songs, he caught the attention of the lead dancer on the stage.

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

So in front of everyone, he was even pulled up by people on the stage and danced with many lead dancers on the high stage.

This dance and that dance are so cool and exciting.

Ning Weimin actually felt like Uncle Psy was being held in high esteem by all the stars of the dance troupe.

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

In particular, his appearance and figure are much better than Uncle Psy. He is not a rough uncle, but a young man.

All viewers feel as if they are in a disco paradise, with gold falling everywhere.

Even the DJ went crazy, because the effect of the music, set off by the dance steps, increased the expressiveness to the extreme, making people excited.

After the song was danced, the whole place was in a state of excitement, and the atmosphere reached its peak.

Many guests thought this was a show deliberately arranged by the dance hall and hired professional dancers.

Before the music even ended, I waved enthusiastically and clapped.

Until Ning Weimin saw that it was good, he gave up, declined the lead dancer queen's repeated invitations to dance another song, and retired back to the booth to rest.

Only then did everyone realize that it turned out that "the masters are among the people".

This dance was completely spontaneous, and it was an accidental event that could not be replicated. It was somewhat of a shameful regret.

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

However, this is not the end.

What Ning Weimin never expected was that the thing he had been searching for to no avail would be so easy to obtain.

Precisely because he had just excelled on the dance floor.

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

He actually took the initiative to come over and talk to Ning Weimin.

"Are you alone? Can I sit down?"

"Of course, please take a seat. I only have beer, would you like a drink?"

Ning Weimin simply couldn't refuse because this woman was very sexy.

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

Her age is not bad, she looks like she is in her mid-twenties, which is the best time for a woman.

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

"OK, thanks."

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

Ning Weimin also happily offered a bottle of Kirin beer given by the disco.

However, when Ning Weimin accidentally met this woman's eyes, she held a beer in her hand and leaned towards her with a smile.

"Your sense of rhythm is really good! Are you a professional dancer?"

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

Ning Weimin was telling the truth. He often chatted with his friends.

But to strange women, he is usually willing to look kind.

"But this is awesome. Your dancing is very charming. But we girls are actually better at softness..."

"..."

Ning Weimin was speechless. Looking at the smile on her lips, he already knew that this Japanese girl was seducing him.

But he was still hesitating whether to take the bait or not.

It doesn't matter if you have a one-night stand, but what if you encounter a "fairy dance"?

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

The woman generously stretched out her delicate hand.

There was an exquisite white gold and diamond ring on it, but it was not worn on the finger that indicated marriage.

"Hello, my name is Ning Weimin."

Ning Weimin scanned it without leaving any trace, shook it lightly, and let go politely.

"Are you a foreigner?"

The Japanese woman was stunned.

She seemed to have finally eliminated the interference of music and heard Ning Weimin's Beijing-style Japanese that was different from ordinary people.

"Hey, yes."

"Wow, you speak Japanese very well. Where are you from?"

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

"China? The capital of the Republic? It's so rare. I just heard you announce your name. I thought you were Korean?"

"No way, I have double eyelids."

Ning Weimin sincerely did not want others to misunderstand him as a stick. He pointed at his eyes and made a half-joking joke.

"That's right, I saw it."

As expected, the woman understood the hidden meaning and smiled.

"But, with all due respect, this is incredible. Does China also have such entertainment venues?"

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

"Oh, I understand, you are a fashionista from China. So did you come to Japan to study avant-garde dance? Or are you looking for related opportunities?"

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

"What about you now? Have you ever thought about turning dancing into a career? Don't be embarrassed, just tell the truth. Maybe I can help..."

"Do you want me to dance in the ballroom? Or not. I just declined the boss's invitation. I am very satisfied with my current job."

"Oh, did I really misunderstand you? I have to explain clearly that I have nothing to do with this dance club. 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 felt that you were very good-looking and had the potential to be an excellent dancer or actor. How about we change places to chat? Find a more relaxed environment. Just the two of us. Personally, maybe we can talk about many things..."

A few minutes ago, the two of them were complete strangers.

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

Japanese women are really bold.

And he didn't expect that she would notice him so early.

Ning Weimin was surprised, but also a little proud.

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

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of me against the flashing neon lights, I thought to myself, this is called Feilai Yanfu, right?

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

He is now 100% sure that with just a nod of his head, 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 reassure him.

"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 go and get to know each other better. Well, let’s take a comfortable rest by the way.”

Have a nice rest?

This was a clearer signal, especially when a thin white hand was placed on Ning Weimin's shoulder.

His body tensed up even more.

He could hardly believe that he could be invited so enthusiastically and proactively by this Japanese girl named Hexiang.

"Are you coming? If it's a matter of cost, don't worry. It's a small matter, I will take care of it..."

Under the gaze of Hexiang's black and white eyes, which were almost dripping with water.

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

You don’t need money, but you want to repay it?

It seems that with my conditions, I am quite qualified to eat soft rice.

But……

Just when he was about to nod, he somehow remembered Matsumoto Keiko's face.

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

What's even more inexplicable is that he himself is very resistant to such behavior.

Although you don’t have to take responsibility, no one will know.

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

But the problem is, he now feels that if he agrees and does this, he seems to be indescribably awkward and guilty.

There is always a voice asking myself in my heart, is this good? Will you regret it?

"Sorry. I can't go. It was nice chatting with you, so I'd better go first."

Ning Weimin put down his wine glass, nodded slightly, and stood up.

Hexiang was stunned and couldn't help but ask.

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

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

"Tired. Not used to it?" Hexiang also stood up, "How about we leave each other's contact information? We can contact each other again and take our time..."

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

Now that Ning Weimin had decided to leave, he no longer hesitated. He left immediately and squeezed out with all his strength.

He squeezed out of the crowd and left the drunken noise behind him.

With a breath 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.

He doesn't want all the glitz and temptations of this time now.

It seemed that only Keiko Matsumoto, whom he had just met for the second time, seemed like a safe home port to him.

However, at the same time, in the disco, Hexiang was on the verge of failure, and Hexiang, who was left alone, was like an inflatable cylinder.

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

If these gases rub against each other even slightly, they will explode.

So when she angrily muttered, "It sucks, it sucks, it sucks," she walked to the bar and ordered a strong drink.

The bartender had clearly noticed her annoyance, so he didn't dare to say anything and served her carefully.

Hexiang lit a lady's cigarette as if no one else was watching.

He took out a rare mobile phone from his bag and made a call, shouting loudly to ask his driver to pick him up.

He drank it all in one gulp, clenched his fists, and slammed the bar counter to complain.

"Asshole! How could I meet such a nice man here!"

Then he yelled at the bartender.

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