Chapter 1779 - 731: A Night of Drunken Revelry

Chapter 1779: Chapter 731: A Night of Drunken Revelry

At this moment, Zhou Wang and Yang Hao felt like they had returned to the time just after the college entrance exams ended.

Happy?

Of course.

Excited?

Of course.

They wanted to do something thrilling, but with the experience and knowledge they had at the time, they had no clue where to go.

That summer, Zhou Wang vaguely remembers the most exciting thing was going to Li City alone and meeting a seventeen-year-old high school girl there. As for other things... it seemed like nothing else happened.

Today’s Zhou Wang is certainly not the same as before, but unfortunately, this is Qin Island. Despite staying here for a month and visiting many parts of this city, both Zhou Wang and Yang Hao’s understanding of it remains superficial.

...If they were in Magic City, with Zhou Wang’s experience of spending a week continuously "hanging out," he would have easily found a way for Yang Hao to have a good time, but here, Zhou Wang was a bit at a loss.

"Where do you want to go?"

In the silence between the two, the taxi driver waited for a while before asking. ℯℯ𝑙.

Zhou Wang suddenly remembered some urban legends, so he took out a cigarette and handed it to the driver, smacking his lips as he asked, "Mister, do you have any fun places to recommend? My friend and I had a bit to drink and can’t sleep... you know."

The driver, probably in his fifties, took the cigarette and knowingly said, "Oh," then asked, "Do you want to sing, dance, or take a bath?"

Zhou Wang thought for a moment. Honestly, he was a bit tired of singing, and a bath seemed too forward. As for dancing, that was something he hadn’t experienced before.

Yang Hao, probably thinking along the same lines as Zhou Wang, eagerly interjected, "Mister, what kind of fun is dancing?"

"It’s a dance hall, where men and women have fun together. I know a good place. Do you want to go?"

The driver chuckled, didn’t explain too clearly but gave a knowing smile.

"Sure, let’s go to the dance hall. Today I’m going to be retro for once!"

Before Zhou Wang could speak, Yang Hao had already impatiently agreed.

Zhou Wang didn’t mind. It was an experience he hadn’t tried before, so treating it as an eye-opener was fine by him.

After the two decided, the driver started the car, and shortly, the taxi stopped on a relatively quiet street in the old town of Qin Island, pointing to a neon-lit storefront by the roadside.

"There it is."

Zhou Wang and Yang Hao looked up to see the flashing sign with the six large characters "Blue Moon Dance Hall," with groups of men and women faintly visible coming and going.

The two got out of the car, exchanged glances, nodded firmly, and then, with a determination of no return, walked into the dance hall together.

...

More than half an hour later.

Zhou Wang ran out of the dance hall with his hand over his face, not looking back, while Yang Hao’s anxious shout came from behind:

"Damn it, Brother Dog, wait for me!"

Reaching the street corner and making sure no one was chasing after them from the dance hall, Zhou Wang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this point, Yang Hao also ran over, breathless, with lipstick marks still unwiped on his face and neck. Zhou Wang couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"You have it on your face too!"

Yang Hao obviously knew what Zhou Wang was laughing about and pointed at him, equally embarrassed and angry.

Zhou Wang’s expression froze immediately. He quickly took out his phone, using the front camera as a mirror to continue wiping his face.

"So scary, so scary... I felt like I was paying to suffer. That old lady tried to drag me into a private room to change projects. I asked you for help, you jerk, but you ignored me. You don’t know how hard I had to try to break free from her!"

"It was so noisy inside, how the hell could I hear you? Besides, wasn’t I also getting entangled, unable to protect myself?"

Zhou Wang shrugged helplessly.

The two exchanged glances, remembering the experience earlier, feeling a mix of fear and amusement.

Zhou Wang had only heard of "sand dance" in rumors before because this entertainment method originally came from the Southwest—

Oh, he remembered, it was Brother B, Wang Qiaobin, the second generation in the bathing industry, who told him about it.

In the less strict earlier times, their family had even opened one or two dance halls in Ming City.

Just as Wang Qiaobin had told him, this Blue Moon Dance Hall also charged an entrance fee first, just 10 yuan, which was remarkably cheap.

Having paid the entrance fee, Zhou Wang and Yang Hao were truly shocked by the scene when they first entered the dance hall.

They happened to encounter the dark light period, with the dance hall lights becoming very dim. One could only see large shadows embracing each other, amidst the loud music, seemingly mixed with indistinct sighs and moans.

Of course, what caught their attention the most were the rows of girls sitting on one side of the dance hall, wearing various short and long skirts.

With the dim light they couldn’t see their faces clearly, but the bare, long, snake-like white legs, and the hair either draped or tied up high, deeply attracted their attention.

—The key was, on the way, the driver had already briefed them.

"One song for ten yuan. If you don’t like it, just change to another person. Be bold, it’s fun."

Ten yuan for a girl?

Even Zhou Wang was dumbfounded at that point.