Disco originated in the 1960s and became popular in France.

The major dance halls no longer hired bands to play music, but hired a record player to provide music for dancing by playing records. After that, people also called this kind of dance hall with music played by records a discotheque.

Those were the years when disco was at its most popular. Han Chudong could see people playing records at that moment, and it felt similar to the DJs in nightclubs in the future.

Due to the lack of entertainment programs, people's enthusiasm for discos nowadays is no less than that of uncles and aunts dancing in the square in the future, but most of the people on the stage are young people. Perhaps it is because the Moonlight Rabbit Dance Hall is young, while middle-aged people like to go to other discos.

But there are also some middle-aged men who come here to join in the fun, some in their thirties and forties, who specifically look for young girls to dance with, with sinister intentions...

Drinking beer with a cigarette between his fingertips, Han Chudong didn't want to succumb to nicotine, so he just held the smoke in his mouth and spit it out directly.

It's a very soulless way of smoking, which does less harm to the body. The cigarette is put out before it's half smoked, and people just sit there chatting and drinking.

If he doesn't see a girl he likes, even if she is good-looking, the clothes, hairstyle, and makeup style she wears will only make him feel funny.

Suddenly I remembered Miss Helena Bergman.

Comparing herself in this way, I suddenly felt that Miss Bergman was more beautiful. At least she was clean and had more temperament and taste. Unfortunately, she hadn't called Han Chudong in the past few days, nor had they met again.

Just sat down for a few minutes.

When Watermelon-head saw the girl he had set his eyes on going down to the dance floor to dance alone, he immediately could not sit still.

He pulled Han Chudong's arm and said, "Come on, let's go dance. I'll teach you how to dance the cha-cha!"

"I don't want to dance, and I don't want to learn it for now. You go with the army. Let me watch for a while."

Han Chudong didn't dare go down and embarrass herself, mainly because she didn't know how to dance and would probably be laughed at.

As for whether dancing is stupid or not...everyone in the Moonlight Rabbit Ballroom is there to dance, and everyone is the same, so why would they care about this?

Nowadays, being able to perform these dances is still a very cool skill, and many men on the dance floor rely on it to pick up girls. They have already made up their minds to accept the new life. In fact, Han Chudong is gradually becoming interested in it.

"Da Jun... let's go! I still like to dance with you. Da Jun knows how to dance, and he even won first place in the dance competition in June!"

Seeing that the watermelon-head guy was obviously afraid of being overshadowed by him, Da Jun smiled triumphantly, stood up and made a dance move.

Seeing the curves brought out by the tight pants, Han Chudong was so hot that he dared not open his eyes. He had seen similar pants in his own closet, and the Han Chudong before him had probably worn them too. He felt despair just thinking about it.

In the end, he was dragged into the dance floor by the guy with the watermelon head. Maybe it was because he was dressed handsomely that he noticed some eyes were fixed on him.

I felt the sound of music and my body began to twist unconsciously. Occasionally, when someone greeted me, I couldn't remember their name and just smiled and waved back.

The army followed suit, squeezing into the ranks to dance with the others, their dance moves in unison.

As expected of the so-called "King of Dance", he really dances with great energy and vitality.

It doesn't matter if you can't dance, Han Chudong can imitate other people's movements. As for the guy with the watermelon head who was supposed to teach him, he had already gone to the girl and had no time to care about him.

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I underestimated the types of dances they could dance, and just when I had figured out a few, they changed to another dance when the music changed.

Han Chudong left the dance floor angrily and sat back at the table to drink.

A few minutes later, a young man with yellow hair came over and said in a sarcastic tone, "Hey, isn't this Master Han? Last time I beat up your little brothers, but they didn't dare to fart in the end. How come you finally gave in to me?"

While talking, he picked up a bottle of beer.

He was wearing a leather jacket, leather pants and a shining gold chain, and he didn't look like a serious person.

Suddenly I remembered the last time the army got angry, that was when I didn't know them yet and didn't go to rescue them. It was said that it was a little yellow-haired boy who led people to do it.

Han Chudong looked at him and didn't have the slightest bit of good feelings towards this guy. He suddenly turned around and shouted, "Waiter! There's someone here stealing our drinks! I don't even know him, how can he steal my drinks?"

The voice was very loud and he pointed at the little yellow-haired boy.

The other party was stunned, holding the beer bottle at a loss. He didn't expect Han Chudong to be so shameless. He originally thought that he would get angry or get tough and fight with him, so that he could have another reason to beat them up. There were many people around tonight.

Although he beat Da Jun, Watermelon Head and others last time, he didn't just hold his head and take the beating. The little yellow-haired boy was caught by Da Jun and beaten up severely. There are still scars on the corners of his eyes and the bridge of his nose. He can't swallow this humiliation.

Many people heard the sound, and even some people in the dance floor stopped to watch the fun. Some were amused by Han Chudong's words and some even laughed out loud.

The little yellow-haired boy put the beer bottle down heavily, glared at the one who was laughing the loudest not far away, and shouted: "Laugh at your sister! Damn it! You are shameless and spineless! Just wait for me!"

Da Jun and Watermelon Head noticed the commotion here and immediately rushed over here, picking up an empty wine bottle.

When he saw Da Jun, the little yellow-haired boy was a little panicked. He was not very smart, but he was also afraid of someone like Da Jun who was both cruel and stupid, otherwise he would not have waited until Han Chudong was alone before running to talk to him.

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Now he was afraid of being criticized, so he stood up and waved to his friends and younger brothers, and seven or eight of them stood up.

The owner of the Moonlight Rabbit Nightclub was drinking with his guests. Seeing this, he hurried over to act as a peacemaker.

You need connections to run a dance hall, otherwise it will be ruined sooner or later. The boss has been in the underworld before, so he didn't lower his attitude. He said with a smile on his face: "You two, we are all here to have fun. We can discuss it. Young people are just hot-tempered. I will give each table a box of beer. Give me some face and let this matter go, okay?"

"Boss, I'm not the one causing the trouble. This guy came here to cause trouble, calling me 'old man' all the time, and even stole my wine after he got me into trouble. How can I tolerate this?"

His face hurt a lot, and he felt like he had suffered a great humiliation. The yellow-haired boy's eyes were burning with anger, but he also knew that this was not the right occasion, so he gritted his teeth and blurted out, "Who dares not give Uncle Song face? Forget about the wine, I'm going to take my friends out for a barbecue now."

Before leaving, he looked fierce and pointed at Han Chudong, his meaning was obvious.

He really took his people away. The boss was drunk and smiled and gave Han Chudong some advice, saying that the little yellow-haired boy was not thinking straight and there was no need to provoke him. Then he said he would punish himself with a glass of wine, and Han Chudong, Da Jun and others also drank with him.

After the owner of the dance hall went back to drink, Watermelon Head said, "Did you see how they stared at us when they left? I always felt that they would block us at the front door. Drink less and be careful, or you will get hit by a club."

"What are you afraid of? Even if I get beaten, I will still grab the little yellow-haired guy and beat him to death. I lose if I don't knock out a few of his teeth!" Da Jun was obviously very angry.

Having lived in this era for so long, Han Chudong knew how chaotic the American society was right now, especially in places where the lower classes of society lived, including Chinatown.

He asked in confusion: "Why is that little yellow-haired boy so arrogant? Doesn't he know what my father does?"

The four people sitting there were obviously dazed, with interesting expressions.

Watermelon Head said in a surprised tone: "Even he has forgotten? His dad is your dad's boss!"

"...Fuck, no wonder he's so arrogant."

Han Chudong thought about it and said decisively: "Let's go out the back door tonight. Why bother with a mad dog?"

The army: “…”

Watermelon Head: “…”

The look in his eyes was so heartbreaking.

How could the gang leader who used to be so proud of himself become so degenerate...