Chapter 21 School Dance

Author: Chop wood and carry water

Chapter 21 School Dance

In a blink of an eye, the weekend came, and Yan Tingting and the others met Feng Jun and the others while having dinner in the cafeteria. He came over with a smile and said hello to them: Hello, girls.

Wang Xiaoling smiled and said: It's you, what's the matter?

Feng Jun said proudly: Do you still remember? We made an appointment last time to go dancing together on the weekend, and I got all the tickets.

This result surprised everyone. Wang Xiaoling jumped up excitedly: Really? Didn’t you say that this ticket is difficult to get? Can it be done so quickly?!

Feng Jun smiled and took out a few red slips of paper from his pocket and waved them in front of her. He said proudly: This ticket is indeed difficult to get. I spent a lot of money to get it.

The tickets in Feng Jun's hand are actually tickets for bringing a female companion. Boys who enter with this kind of ticket must have a girl next to them. There is always a shortage of girls at the dance, so this kind of ticket is

There are no restrictions. It's just for counting. You can have as many as you want. It's not difficult at all. As long as you can invite girls, there's no problem in entering directly on site.

But everyone didn't know this, and they all believed what Feng Jun said, and they were even more grateful, and their goodwill doubled. Only Yan Tingting didn't buy it, she only cared about whether she had a ticket. As for how the ticket came and how much it cost, this

It has nothing to do with her. There are too many boys like Feng Jun who want to chase her. There are dozens if not hundreds. Isn’t it right for these people to spend money and worry on her?! She has long been used to it.

Who cares about this!

She was just excited about the opportunity to show off her dancing skills. She turned to her sisters and said, "Come on, let's go eat quickly, don't delay the evening dance."

Wang Xiaoling was more reasonable than Yan Tingting. She thanked Feng Jun and said: It's not easy. Thank you so much. When can we meet in the evening?

Feng Jun suddenly felt that this Wang Xiaoling was also very good, beautiful, gentle, and very sensible. But after thinking about it, he still liked this Yan Tingting better. He already had a rough idea of ​​her background. There were basically no handsome boys or pretty girls in school.

Secretly. It's a pity that Yan Tingting is indifferent to him now and is lukewarm, which makes him a little disappointed.

But he doesn't want to be distracted now, and wants to grit his teeth and persist a little longer. Maybe the dark side will become clear in the next second. Maybe, the girl's thoughts are like the crying and laughing of a baby. No one knows what will happen in the next second, so he

He could only smile helplessly and said: The dance starts at six o'clock, in the large classroom on the first floor of the No. 1 Research Building. Let's meet downstairs at six o'clock, and we will go there together.

Yan Tingting was a little anxious. She wanted to eat quickly and then take the time to go back to the dormitory to dress up, so she impatiently ordered: "Okay, okay, let's meet at six o'clock. After dinner, you guys will wait for us downstairs."

When Feng Jun heard that Yan Tingting asked them to arrive early, he couldn't help but feel a little excited because of his random thoughts. He swallowed, held his eyes, and smiled politely: Didn't you say six o'clock? Why go so early?

Yan Tingting said unceremoniously: Help us get water!

When Feng Jun heard this, he greeted Yan Tingting bitterly in his heart. He had already boasted that getting the ticket was a great achievement, and now he didn't want to be a coolie, so he calmly made an excuse: I will have some more later.

Let Wang Feng and the others fetch water for you.

Yan Tingting frowned slightly when she saw Feng Jun refuting her face, but since they had just met, it was not inconvenient for her to get angry. Without saying a word, she turned around and went to get some food. Seeing that Wang Feng and the others were all beauties, they naturally agreed and happily agreed.

Follow the instructions.

After the girls had eaten and fetched water, they immediately went back to the dormitory to dress up. Except for Zhang Haiyan, the others all took out various skirts from their respective cabinets. At that time, the skirts worn by girls did not matter what brand, and their parents

Take them to the shopping mall to pick out a piece of floral fabric, and then go to a small tailor shop on the street to make clothes based on the designs in the magazines.

Wang Xiaoling first took out a trumpet skirt with a white background printed with floral polyester, cotton and linen yarn, and began to hold it up around her waist and gestured: "Come and see, how do I like wearing this?"

Sun Xiaomei put down the clothes in her hands, ran over and circled around Wang Xiaoling, looked up and down, and praised: Wow, Lingling, your dress is so beautiful.

Wang Xiaoling said proudly: How about wearing it with a goose yellow short-sleeved shirt with a small round neck.

Sun Xiaomei continued to praise: You look so good. Only with your figure, appearance, skin color, and temperament can you dress like this. Tingting, you think I’m right?

Yan Tingting was looking at her pile of skirts and worrying, not knowing which one to wear. After hearing what Sun Xiaomei said, she raised her head and glanced at the skirt in Wang Xiaoling's hand, and thought: Yes, polyester cotton, this kind of chemical fiber material is light and translucent.

But it is easy to generate static electricity and stick to the body, and because it is too light and not drape enough to fit the body, the feeling of wearing it is sticky and not close to the body, and it looks awkward and inconsistent, so most of them print small floral flowers to cover up the lines.

The rigid and unconventional design, as well as the small floral prints, are full of a small family spirit, not to mention how rustic it is, just the taste of a small family Biyu.

Although Yan Tingting thought so in her heart, she praised: It's really beautiful, especially those little floral flowers, which show your temperament. Paired with that goose-yellow shirt, you look like a high school student.

It looks like a student. It looks like you did it in high school.

Tang Hongyu heard something interesting and hurriedly said: Tingting, look what you said, we are just in college, aren't these clothes all worn in middle school!

In fact, everyone's family background was similar at that time, and there was only one set of basic clothes that could be bought. It was good or bad, and there was no choice. Yan Tingting said that she looked like a high school student, which made Wang Xiaoling a little unhappy, but she faced it again.

Looking carefully in the mirror, Yan Tingting seemed to be right. She couldn't help but sigh and said regretfully: It looks a bit small.

Sun Xiaomei said in confusion: "Isn't it good to look young? Why do you still want to look older?"

In the eyes of children of that age, looking small means looking childish, which they don't like. Wang Xiaoling couldn't explain it to her, so she had to change the subject and said: It's time to go to the city to buy new clothes.

This sentence suddenly resonated, and everyone said happily: That's it, that's it, let's go shopping tomorrow!

Yan Tingting saw what Wang Xiaoling was wearing and had an idea in her mind. She picked up a lake blue dress and looked at it. Blue was her preferred color, and she knew she couldn't wear light-colored skirts when dancing at night.

Because when exposed to ultraviolet dance hall lights, they will emit bright fluorescence, which is very eye-catching and ugly. It will also make your skin color look darker, so you must wear light-absorbing colors at night, rather than reflective colors.

The reason why she was hesitating now was just because the material of this skirt was of a very good color, and lake blue was a color that was particularly intolerant to stains. She was worried that there were so many people there that her beloved skirt would be stained.

It's not a matter of money. She just went to Hong Kong to order this dress during the summer vacation. She hasn't worn it yet. If there is any problem, she can only talk about it the next time she goes there.

This dress of hers immediately attracted the attention of all the girls. Wang Xiaoling came over and touched it, and immediately praised with envy: "It's numb and textured. What kind of material is it? The sag is so good, don't look at it."

The top is wrinkled and not solid, so it will definitely fit snugly when worn.

Yan Tingting was hesitant, but after hearing Wang Xiaoling's praise, she immediately made up her mind and said with a smile: Silk Georgette, I was worried about it, but after you said that, that's it.

Sun Xiaomei also came forward and looked at it carefully and said: This thing is very heavy and looks shapeless.

Tang Hongyu glanced at Sun Xiaomei and said disdainfully: You don't understand this, do you? This kind of material and this kind of tailoring must be worn on clothes racks. Your figure will definitely not be stylish in it. Look at our Tingting, what do you want?

Is there anything wrong with wearing it?!

Wang Xiaoling couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile, and then shouted: "Tingting, please put it on quickly and show it to everyone."

Yan Tingting did not refuse and changed her clothes generously in front of everyone. Everyone was stunned by her gorgeous figure. Sun Xiaomei exclaimed: Tingting, even I can't stand you, let alone a man!

Yan Tingting changed her clothes amidst everyone's laughter. Everyone watched again, and they were all shocked and speechless. This was unexpected by Yan Tingting. She said proudly: What are you looking at? I've never seen a woman before!

Only then did everyone come back to their senses. Wang Xiaoling took the lead with a smile and said: "I have never seen such a beautiful woman. Today you want us to see her! Girls, come on!"

Everyone responded with a smile and stepped forward to touch her body. Yan Tingting smiled and pushed her away: "Hey, just take a look, don't touch her."

Wang Xiaoling said with a lewd look on her face: Just touch it, it’s a small piece of meat!

Yan Tingting resisted and said with a smile: Oh, oh, why are you touching your body? Don't squeak, it's itchy!

The girls were willing to obey her, swarming up to her and using their hands to say, "I've made you so beautiful and seductive. I can't let you go."

Yan Tingting was offended by their squeaky laughter, and begged again and again: Oh, please, please spare me, this material is not resistant to dirt, how can I wear it to see people after you scratch it so randomly.

Wang Xiaoling deliberately made a face and said: Who else are you meeting? Just serve me from now on.

Yan Tingting laughed and gasped: Damn, I'm going to serve you?! You're such a girl, you can't even say that.

Wang Xiaoling continued to make a fuss: What's the matter? Tell me quickly, where did you buy this skirt? I want to buy one too.

Zhang Haiyan was looking at the lifelike flowers carefully, and now she interjected: These flowers are for show. I wonder why they are so beautiful and three-dimensional.

He picked up the corner of the skirt and turned it over to look at it: It was handmade for show. No wonder it fit so well with such a thin and transparent fabric. It was also soft. You couldn't tell it was made for show unless you touched it.

At this time, the girls also looked carefully at the few small flowers scattered here and there. Wang Xiaoling looked at them for a moment, let go and lamented: Oh, forget it, stop studying it. I guess none of us can afford this thing.

Tingting, how good is your life! I am so envious of you.

Yan Tingting laughed loudly and said: Okay, okay, stop making trouble, let's clean up and go downstairs quickly.

Everyone started to seize the time to dress up again. Wang Xiaoling still vowed: No, I must be like Tingting and find the richest husband in the future. Tingting, you must know many people like this.

, how about introducing it to me if you have the chance?

Everyone cheered: I want it too, I want it too!

Yan Tingting laughed loudly and said: Okay, okay, but I have to say ugly words in my head. There is no good person in this kind of person. You should think twice before you act.

Wang Xiaoling shrugged her shoulders indifferently and said: I don't care, as long as I have money to spend.

Yan Tingting looked at her and teased: As for it, are you happy even if you don't get along with him? That's not selling yourself off! Are you so poor now?

Wang Xiaoling turned around and changed her clothes and said: You don't understand this. We are from two different worlds and have no common language.

Yan Tingting sat in front of the dressing table, and after finishing her last look, she saw Zhang Haiyan in the mirror, still dressed in sportswear, sitting by the bed watching everyone busy, she couldn't help but turned around and asked: Haiyan, why don't you change?

Where are the clothes? We are leaving soon.

Zhang Haiyan said calmly: I'm ready.

Yan Tingting looked her up and down again and said: That's it? You don't even need to change your clothes?

Zhang Haiyan replied cheerfully: Yes, isn't that possible?

Yan Tingting murmured: That's fine, but it doesn't look like you're going to dance. Why don't you change into a skirt?

Zhang Haiyan had never been to a dance hall, so she didn't think there was anything wrong and said: I don't have a skirt, just this.

When Yan Tingting heard this, her sympathy immediately overflowed and she said, "So that's it. I have several in my cabinet. Take a look at which one you like."

Zhang Haiyan shook her head and said: Thank you, no need. I just want to follow you to learn more. If not, I can just watch from the side. It doesn’t have to be a provocation.

It was getting late, everyone was busy, and no one paid attention to Zhang Haiyan anymore. Only Yan Tingting was busy and asked curiously: Haiyan, have you never worn a skirt since you were a child?

Zhang Haiyan said calmly: No, we don’t like to wear skirts there.
To be continued...