Chapter 54 Dance of Demons

After talking about the manuscript, Lin Weimin quietly grabbed Rong Shihui and said, "Old Rong, is there any news about my matter?"

"I don't know. I asked Lao Qin and he just said that he had told the leader."

"That's it!" Lin Weimin rubbed his chin with his fingers, feeling uncertain. It seemed that he should go back to Xu Gang's place to have a look.

After he left, Rong Shihui looked at the manuscript in his hand, with an idiotic smile on his face. He suddenly had so many high-quality works on hand, and for a moment he didn't know which one to start with. As an editor,

There is no happiness better than this.

Unfortunately, he was not happy for a few seconds. Several other people in the office picked up most of the manuscript in his hand like wool.

After get off work, Qin Chaoyang passed by the office. Several people were concentrating on reviewing manuscripts. He asked curiously: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Rong Shihui raised his head and said, "Lin Weimin just sent a batch of manuscripts this afternoon."

Qin Chaoyang suddenly became interested, "Are you sending me another manuscript? It seems that the standards of this batch of students from the Institute of Literary Studies are not low!"

"The manuscripts are indeed pretty good, at least above the standard."

"When you finish reading it, show it to me later."

Lin Weimin scolded his mother in his heart, and now he was taking Qiao Er.

He saw Xu Gang having nothing to do that day, so he took the initiative to talk to him.

Lin Weimin obediently handed over a cigarette.

Lin Weimin looked at the crazy dancing of the people in the class and could only sigh that you are the educated people who know how to play!

There was no way to hide the fact that the Institute of Literature held a dance party, and the first people to know about it were the people from School D. The leaders said nothing about it, but the young people could not resist the temptation and took the initiative to join the party. These people would also take the initiative to give money to the dance party.

Tape provided.

I have never seen such a rustic dance party!

Lin Weimin nodded.

He saw several young people in the class taking the lead in breaking into the dance floor in the center of the cafeteria, and their bodies began to sway wantonly, which made Lin Weimin feel a little irritated.

They can't even beat the drums, they are really tough and tenacious.

After Xu had just had a few puffs of cigarettes, Lin Weimin said: "Director, about work..."

This cigarette originated from the great leader's hobby of cigarettes. Legend has it that the Yanjing Tobacco Factory received a special task to produce special cigarettes for the leaders. The special red Zhongnanhai has always been a special cigarette for receiving foreign guests, friendship.

It can only be purchased in stores.

After dinner, Lin Weimin saw several classmates in the class move the tables and chairs in the cafeteria to one side, leaving a huge open space in the middle of the cafeteria. Abel took out the tape recorder and placed it on the table.

went up, plugged in the electricity, and inserted a tape into the tape recorder.

Rong Shihui walked up to him and whispered: "Do you have any clues about work? Lin Weimin asked me this afternoon."

Then he saw Qu Xiaowei take out an afro wig from nowhere and burst onto the dance floor with an afro hairstyle.

Xu Gang didn't bother to reply to such nutritious nonsense, so he opened his mouth and said, "You have something to say."

Lin Weimin did not end up, but leaned on the table and started chatting with his classmates.

Just because Lin Weimin worked so hard to help the editorial department collect manuscripts, it would be unjustifiable not to do his part.

Lin Weimin basically did not participate. At most, he just watched the enchanting dance of his classmates.

Dancing is really addictive. The dance only lasted for three or four days. Many students have already been obsessed with this thing, and they can't do without this topic in their daily conversations.

"Who studied this stuff?"

Men and women, dark room, swaying posture, ambiguous music, these words together make people think.

Dance parties indeed emerged in the early 1980s. However, due to the deteriorating public security situation in recent years, the state has taken great measures to improve public security. As a result, dance parties, a new thing, have been hit hard in the near future.

"What's wrong?"

"This is the dance step..."

Only then did Lin Weimin notice that there were actually two people in the class wearing bell-bottom pants. They had their shirts tucked into their waistbands. From the perspective of this era, they looked really modern.

"Director, are you busy?"

Fortunately, it is only the 1980s, and the beatings from society have not yet begun.

"Come on, stop wearing your hat on me. This time, I really can't help you."

Lin Weimin chuckled twice, "Well, it's about work..."

"The director smokes!"

Lin Weimin grinned when he saw it. His hips and waist were as hard as his brother's.

Lin Weimin complained in his heart.

When Lin Weimin returned to the Literary Research Institute, it was already dinner time in the evening. After dinner, he discovered that several classmates were acting sneakily.

"When Ye Xin and the others went out to play yesterday, they met a group of young people playing. They thought it was interesting, so they exchanged two cassettes and started playing."

Qin Chaoyang smiled bitterly, "The report is over. There is no feedback from the two leaders yet. I will ask again tomorrow."

Xu Gang took the cigarette and took a look, "Hey, Zhong|Nanhai? Where did you get it?"

When he said this, Xu Gang's expression turned playful, "This matter..."

Xu Gang looked at Lin Weimin, "Are you anxious?"

After Qin Chaoyang finished speaking, he was about to leave, but was stopped by Rong Shihui.

Both Rong Shihui and Qin Chaoyang had the same idea.

"This..." Lin Weimin didn't react for a moment.

This situation did not change until a few female classmates joined in. After all, they were women, and their flexibility and figure were not comparable to those of the older guys. It was now a lot more pleasing to the eye.

"Given it by a friend." Lin Weimin took advantage of the situation to light Xu Gang's anger.

I actually bought this cigarette when I went to the Friendship Store to buy a bicycle. Lin Weimin didn't smoke himself, but most of the people around him smoked, so he had the idea to prepare a Zhong|Nan|Hai.

Qu Xiaowei bumped his shoulder hard and said with excitement, "Prom! You've never seen it before, right? You're an old hat!"

"What are you doing?" Lin Weimin came up and asked.

When Lin Weimin heard this, he immediately became anxious, "That's impossible! What is your identity, director? Isn't my job just a matter of your words?"

When the button is pressed, dynamic dance music instantly fills the entire canteen.

Xu Gang blew out a smoke ring and said calmly: "I'm afraid I can't help you with this matter!"

"You'll find out later."

Seeing Xu Gang's determined tone, he was both anxious and puzzled. The Chinese Literature Society really didn't give him any face. Is the threshold so high?

Not to mention that he planned the album and had a romantic relationship with "Contemporary", even if Xu Gang came to intercede, it was not possible?

Xu Gang looked at his expression and felt happy, which made this kid feel frustrated.

The more Lin Weimin thought about it, the more depressed he became. When he happened to raise his head, he saw Xu Gang's expression.

What do you mean? You old boy is still gloating about misfortune?

Thinking about it again, there’s something wrong with the director’s expression!
Chapter completed!