Chapter 462: Can I Ask You to Do a Dance?
Lu Zhou originally thought that he would be drunk, but in fact it was the opposite.
Not only did he not get drunk, but he didn't even eat well.
In the banquet, although one dish was served in a very regular manner, the portion of each dish was only half a palm's size.
And, including the bottle of champagne before the meal and the dessert at the end, three of the dishes are all related to wine. This is still a little different from the dinner party in Lu Zhou's impression.
It's not just that Lu Zhou didn't eat enough, but Xiaotong is the same.
The amount of food, the amount of alcohol, and how to eat are not fat, it seems that the Lu family inherited the physique.
didn't even eat five minutes full, Xiao Tong, who was wearing an evening dress, smacked her mouth twice without a ladylike image, and looked left and right for a while, as if she was looking for a waiter to serve the food.
However, it is a pity that she did not find it, and in the end she can only look at her almighty brother pitifully.
However, even Lu Zhou can't help it.
was looked at by that pitiful look, and he gave Xiaotong a helpless look.
"I'm going to do it, I can't help it, I can't let the chef serve you another one alone."
After the dinner, following the footsteps of the royal family and the Nobel laureate, the guests moved to the adjacent Golden Hall.
Whether it is the golden hall or the goddess of Lake MΓ€laren sitting on the mural overlooking the dance floor, it is particularly familiar to Lu Zhou's eyes.
He was standing here because of the Crafford Prize.
It was at that time that he had a premonition that one day he would stand here again.
Now it seems that this day has indeed come.
And much faster than he expected.
Noticing Lu Zhou, who was standing on the edge of the dance floor without any movement, Academician Klaas walked over and asked with a pleasant face beside him.
"How can we help?"
Earlier at the award ceremony, Lu Zhou had a brief eye contact with him.
Although I didn't know him before, I can know his identity according to Lu Zhou's position at the award ceremony - Academician Klaas, the chairman of the Chemistry Prize Judging Committee.
With a helpless expression, Lu Zhou said, "Can you not dance?" β
Hearing this request, Academician Klaas laughed and said: "That's not good, this is a regular activity, not to mention that you are one of the protagonists of the ball, and the media all over the world are waiting for your dance." β
Lu Zhou coughed dryly: "I can guarantee that my dancing will definitely not be as wonderful as my report." β
"It's not how well you dance, it's who dances," Academician Klaas said with a smile looking at Lu Zhou, who was a little cramped, "Don't worry, even if you kick your shoes out, no one will make fun of you." ...... at most"
"At most?"
Academician Klaas said with a smile: "At most, people will remember." For example, along with your previous medal, it was written into a book by a historian or something. β
Lu Zhou: "......"
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It turned out to be waiting for me to make a fool of myself.
That's not going to work......
Lu Zhou tried to make an excuse: "Then you should have told me earlier, and now suddenly tell me that I want to dance, I don't even have a dance partner ready." β
Unfortunately, his plan did not succeed.
Just as these words were spoken, an unfamiliar and iconic voice came from the side.
"Would you mind dancing with me?"
Lu Zhou looked back and saw a lady in a light blue evening dress standing there.
She was none other than Princess Madeleine, the youngest daughter of Carl XVI, with whom he had briefly communicated at the previous banquet.
Although the European media did not comment well on the beautiful and scandalous princess, this ceremonial ball had nothing to do with the media and personal private life.
"You don't need to prepare a dance partner in advance at the ball," Academician Klaas squeezed his eyebrows at Lu Zhou, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "The ball is about to start, so I won't bother the two." β
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Even if he still didn't have much interest in dancing, it would still be rude to refuse Princess Madeleine's kind invitation at this time.
What's more, at this moment, he represents more than himself.
Standing on the dance floor, following the rhythm of the music, the two of them chatted as they moved the dance steps.
Madeleine: "Remember the little card on the table?" β
Lu Zhou, who gradually mastered the rhythm of the music, replied: "It seems to be a little impressed, what's wrong?" β
Madeleine pursed her lips and smiled: "Before the Nobel Dinner begins, the Nobel Prize Foundation's ceremonial secretariat will consult the guests to do their best to accommodate their requests at the banquet and write them on the cards in the seats. β
"So?"
"So we always see a lot of interesting requests, like, 'I want to sit next to Professor Lu Zhou.'"
Lu Zhou Khan said: "There is such a strange request? β
"It's not surprising," said Princess Madeleine, "that there are similar requests every year, but this year there are a lot of them. As far as I know, the Nobel Foundation has received at least fifty similar requests, some of them from academia, but at least seventy percent, I guess not out of admiration for your academic achievements. β
Lu Zhou: "Why? β
"Because seventy percent of these are from young women," Princess Madeleine pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes a little amused, and she stayed on Lu Zhou's eyes, "I have always wondered what kind of scholar it is to arouse the interest of so many ladies. β
Lu Zhou coughed lightly and diverted the topic: "It's a pity that I can't divide it into twenty-five parts." β
Princess Madeleine was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "You are so humorous. β
The time for a song ended quickly.
Letting go of Lu Zhou's hand, Princess Madeleine gently adjusted the hem of her skirt and asked with a pleasant face.
"How does it feel?"
Lu Zhou, who had accidentally stepped on her feet several times before, joked a little awkwardly, "The feeling that I just found the rhythm is over." β
Princess Madeleine smiled and said, "Then, do you want me to teach you again?" β
Lu Zhou: "...... Forget it. β
For him, dancing is a much more technical task than sprinting around Lake Carnegie.
Anyway, he didn't kick his shoes out.
Looking at Lu Zhou, who was slightly embarrassed, Princess Madeleine smiled and quipped.
"Actually, it's not that there are no beautiful ladies inviting you, the banquet is still very long, enjoy the night."
As she spoke, she saluted Lu Zhou slightly, glanced to the side inadvertently with suggestive eyes, and then turned away gracefully.
Noticing the look in her eyes before leaving, Lu Zhou was slightly stunned, and looked along her previous line of sight with a little doubt, only to see Vera in a black evening dress standing there.
Pinching the frills under the waistline, Vera looked at this side with a red face, and said with some trepidation: "I borrowed the dress from a friend...... Does it still fit? β
Actually, what Lu Zhou wanted to say was that the clothes might be a little bigger, because the skirts were almost touching the ground.
But he always felt that if he said so, he was afraid that it would hurt her self-esteem.
After all, height is a very heavy topic for both boys and girls.
Although this heaviness, he may not feel it in himself.
"Maybe a little bit of a bad fit...... But it's beautiful. β
When she heard the first half of the sentence, Vera's expression was originally a little lost, but when she heard the second half of the sentence, a happy smile suddenly bloomed on her face.
"That'...... Can I ask you to do a dance? β
Perhaps because the smile was too bright, at the moment of first sight, Lu Zhou lost his mind for half a second for a short time as never before.
Soon, a thought crossed his mind.
Is that really good?
Facing the eyes full of hope, Lu Zhou hesitated slightly.
In Princeton's school rules, it seems that dancing with students is not prohibited.
After a brief moment's hesitation, he nodded happily.
"Absolutely."
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