Yang Rui decided to go to the dance by bike. He felt that the motorcycle was not suitable for him.

The distance between Peking University and Tsinghua University is not far, but the campus area of Peking University and Tsinghua University is too large. If you go 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's much easier to ride a bicycle. Yang Rui calculates the time, completes the work of the ion channel laboratory ahead of time, and then goes out on his bicycle.

Just out of the side door of Peking University, I heard a sharp voice, with a little excitement: "coming, coming, sister, coming!"

Immediately, a black motorcycle surrounded Yang Rui, a group of people took off the motorcycle helmet, beautiful long hair in the air.

Right in the middle is little white tooth.

Obviously, Yang Rui underestimated xiaobaiya's low-key style.

They did ride motorcycles to carry Yang Rui, but they didn't say that they were accompanied by a group of female knights.

Yes, along with xiaobaiya, they are all chivalrous women.

Moreover, these female Knights' cars are more and more handsome.

"Isn't it good?" Xiao Bai Ya came to Yang Rui and stepped out with one leg. His long leather pants were glossy and shiny. When he stepped on the ground, he just tilted the locomotive at a small angle.

"Good looking." Yang Rui can't help but comment: "legs are really long!

If it's not long enough, it can't support the motorcycle.

"Come on, let's go to the ballroom." Little white tooth motioned to the back seat.

Yang Rui hesitated for a moment and didn't take the seat. A motorcycle in front of him suddenly turned its head and hit the light on Yang Rui. Immediately, a lot of whistles came

"How handsome they are."

"It's beautiful!"

"Big sister has a good eye."

Yang Rui sighed, covered his eyes with his hand, and said, "it's my good looks, not her good eyes."

There was a pause in the whistle, followed by boos and laughter.

Girls on motorcycles are still girls.

Xiaobaiya turns his motorcycle around, looks for the headlight and stares at it.

The boos and laughter immediately died down.

"Get in the car." Xiaobaiya is handsome again.

Yang Rui straddles to the back seat of the motorcycle impolitely, puts on the helmet that xiaobaiya handed to him, slightly adjusts his posture, and grabs xiaobaiya's waist.

Xiao Manyao could hold it, and Yang Rui could almost gather his hands together.

Xiaobaiya anxiously pinched the grip of the motorcycle, stepped on the pedal, and jumped up the motorcycle.

The rest of the female Knights stepped on the pedal, did not pedal twist grip, but also one by one to speed up, but no one can catch up with the speed of small white teeth.

Yang Rui sat in the back, some cool and some afraid, cool is from the speed and the front seat, afraid is also because of the speed and the front seat.

If this high-speed tool is a little crooked, it is likely that the car will be destroyed and people will be killed.

Fortunately, the road is wide and there are few cars. Xiaobaiya soon stops in front of a white building.

"This is it?" Yang Rui quickly gets out of the car and gives the helmet back to xiaobaiya.

"I think so." Xiaobaiya is also quite confused.

Yang Rui was surprised: "have you never been here?"

"I... I don't remember." Xiaobaiya is very embarrassed. Of course, she won't say that she invited Yang Rui to come here after hearing about the dance. How shameless she is.

More motorcycles stopped around, and the roaring sound was disturbing.

Xiao Bai Ya waved, everyone's motorcycles suddenly flamed out, and all of a sudden it was quiet.

"Here, isn't it?" Xiaobaiya raised her voice to ask the girl later.

"This is the front door. We go in through the back door. There's a parking lot." While talking, the motorcade started again.

Compared with the front door, the back door is much more lively.

The bicycles in rows are parked in the shed, and the ones that can't be put down are simply parked outside, or leaning against trees.

There are young people chatting at the door. The more they go to the door, the more people there will be.

However, when the motorcycles arrived, the students gave up their positions. Most of them looked up at the motorcycles.In the 1980s, people bought a bicycle, just like young people later bought a motorcycle. A bicycle with a price of 100 or 200 yuan needed more than three months' full salary for young people. Even middle-aged cadres needed at least two months' salary to be able to afford a bicycle.

Whether college students or young people just working, buying a bicycle is not difficult but not easy economic behavior. But it's different to buy a motorcycle. The price of an ordinary domestic motorcycle is about 2500 yuan, and there is no market for it. You can't buy it without bills. If young people want to do such a big thing, they have to spend years of savings to help them.

Xiaobaiya and his party ride more handsome imported motorcycles. These big guys with a price of 3000-4000 can be said to be the ultimate dream of many young people, just like the sports cars of later generations.

If a stack of banknotes of the same thickness is put here, the self-supporting college students may put their eyes on it, but they will not envy it.

However, when money becomes a real object and a handsome motorcycle, people's ideas are different.

"Let's go in and dance." Xiao Bai Ya stopped the motorcycle by the side of the road and ignored other people. He took Yang Rui and walked in. At the same time, he said, "you are my partner today. You are not allowed to dance with other people."

Yang Rui is dumb: "still have this rule?"

"Yes." Little white teeth blinked.

"What if I'm asked to dance?"

"That won't do either." Xiao Bai Ya tugged Yang Rui with his hand, quickly separated and said, "you are reserved by me tonight. You want to dance with me."

"All right." Yang Rui shrugged and did not object to the arrangement.

On the dance floor, many people have started dancing.

It's not like a dance hall in the society. The light in the school dance hall is bright. 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.

"Fang, look at this boy. He's good-looking and tall. It's just right to pair you up." The girl who is facing the gate is sitting in the middle.

The girl named Fang looks like Zhou Zheng and wears a foreign-style yellow skirt. She looks at Yang Rui carefully and says, "he's not from Tsinghua University. He doesn't have the school badge."

She pointed to the chest position, Fang himself does not have a school badge, so there hung a rare Brooch at this time.

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

"I don't want to wear the school badge, but I don't want to find a dancer." Fang's analysis is very serious.

"If you grow up like this, you can't be Tsinghua."

"Not from Tsinghua?" Fang turned her head and said, "what's the reason for us to ride our bikes so hard? If I want to find someone who is not Tsinghua, I will dance in our school. "

With the two girls scared even voice: "you lower the voice."

"What are you afraid of? Why do you think so many girls come here? Why do so many people come to the same dance held by Tsinghua? " Fang said with a strong sense, and then stood up.

"Why, where are you going?"

"I'll ask him if he's from Tsinghua." Fang arranges her skirt and goes forward bravely.

"Fang is still reluctant to give up." The two remaining girls in the corner covered their mouths and laughed.

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