Chapter 463 Can I Ask You to Dance?

Lu Zhou originally thought that he would be drunk like mud, but in fact it was just the opposite.

Not only did he never get drunk, he didn't even eat well.

Although each dish was served neatly in the banquet, the portion of each dish was only half the size of a palm.

Moreover, including the bottle of champagne before the meal and the dessert at the end, three of the dishes were all related to wine. This is somewhat different from the dinner in Lu Zhou's impression.

Not only was Lu Zhou not full, but so was Xiaotong.

The amount of food, alcohol, and no matter how much you eat, it seems to be a physique inherited by the Lu family.

Not even half full, wearing an evening dress, Xiaotong sipped her mouth twice in an unladylike manner, and looked left and right for a while, as if looking for the waiter who would serve the food.

Unfortunately, she didn't find it, and in the end she could only look at her almighty brother pitifully.

However, even Lu Zhou has no choice.

Seen by those pitiful eyes, he gave Xiaotong a helpless look.

"Go ahead, I can't help it. It's impossible for the chef to serve you another one alone."

After the dinner, following the footsteps of members of the royal family and Nobel laureates, the guests moved to the nearby Golden Hall.

Whether it is the magnificent hall or the goddess of Lake Mälaren sitting on the mural overlooking the dance floor, they are all very familiar to Lu Zhou.

He was here because of the Crawford Award.

It was also at that time that he had a premonition that one day in the future he would stand here again.

Now it seems that that day has indeed come.

And much faster than he imagined.

Noticing Lu Zhou who was standing on the edge of the dance floor without any movement, Academician Klass came over and asked kindly beside him.

"Can I help you?"

At the awards ceremony earlier, Lu Zhou had brief eye contact with him.

Although he didn't know him before, according to Lu Zhou's position at the awards ceremony, he could know his identity - Academician Klass, the chairman of the chemistry award review committee.

Returning a helpless expression, Lu Zhou said: "Can I not dance?"

Hearing this request, Academician Klaas laughed and said, "That's impossible, this is a routine event, not to mention that you are one of the protagonists at the ball, and the media all over the world are waiting for your dancing posture."

Lu Zhou coughed dryly: "I can assure you that my dancing posture is definitely not as exciting as my report."

"The important thing is not how well you dance, but the dancer," Academician Klaas said with a smile looking at Lu Zhou who was a little embarrassed, "Don't worry, even if you kick your shoes off, no one will make fun of you. at most……"

"at most?"

Academician Klaas said with a smothered smile: "At most, it will be remembered by people. For example, together with your previous medal, it will be written into a book by historians or something."

Lu Zhou: "..."

MMP.

It turned out to be waiting for me to make a fool of myself.

This can't work...

Lu Zhou tried to find an excuse: "Then you should have told me earlier, now you suddenly told me to dance, and I didn't even have a dance partner ready."

Unfortunately, his plan didn't work out.

Just when these words were spoken, a strange and beautiful voice came from the side.

"Would you mind dancing with me then?"

Lu Zhou turned his head and saw a lady in a light blue evening dress standing there.

She was none other than Princess Madeleine, the youngest daughter of King Carl XVI, who had had a brief exchange with him at the previous banquet.

Although the European media did not have a good opinion of this beautiful and scandalous princess, this kind of ceremonial ball has nothing to do with the media's opinion or personal life.

"There is no need to prepare a dance partner in advance at the dance," Academician Klaas frowned at Lu Zhou, patted him on the shoulder lightly, and said with a smile, "The dance is about to start, so I won't bother you two gone."

...

Even if she still doesn't have much interest in dancing, it would still be a bit impolite to refuse Princess Madeleine's kind invitation at this time.

What's more, at this moment, he represents not only himself.

Standing on the dance floor, following the rhythm of the music, the two chatted while moving their dance steps.

Madeleine: "Remember the little card on the table?"

Lu Zhou, who gradually grasped the rhythm of the music, replied: "I seem to have a little impression, what's wrong?"

Madeleine pursed her lips and smiled: "Before the start of the Nobel dinner, the ceremony secretariat of the Nobel Prize Foundation will consult the opinions of the guests, try their best to meet their requests during the banquet, and write them on the seat cards superior."

"so?"

"So we can always see a lot of interesting requests, such as 'I want to sit next to Professor Lu Zhou'."

Lu Zhouhan said: "Is there such a strange request?"

Princess Madeleine smiled and said: "It's not surprising. There are similar requests every year, but this year is particularly high. As far as I know, the Nobel Foundation has received at least fifty similar requests, some of which are from academics. world, but at least 70%, I guess it's not out of admiration for your academic achievements."

Lu Zhou: "Why?"

"Because 70% of them come from young women," Princess Madeleine pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes fixed on Lu Zhou's eyes with a bit of fun, "Before this, I was always curious about what kind of scholar , to arouse the interest of so many women."

Lu Zhou coughed lightly, and changed the topic: "It's a pity that I can't divide it into twenty-five shares."

Princess Madeleine froze for a moment, then said with a smile: "You are so humorous."

The time for a song will soon be over.

Letting go of Lu Zhou's hand, Princess Madeleine gently adjusted her skirt and asked with a pleasant face.

"How does it feel?"

Lu Zhou, who accidentally stepped on her foot several times before, made a joke with some embarrassment, "The feeling that I just found the rhythm is over."

Princess Madeleine smiled and said, "Then, do you want me to teach you again?"

Lu Zhou: "...Forget it."

For him, dancing is a more technical job than sprinting around Lake Carnegie.

But anyway, he didn't kick the shoe out.

Looking at the slightly embarrassed Lu Zhou, Princess Madeleine smiled and joked.

"Actually, it's not that there are no beautiful ladies who invite you. The banquet is still long. Enjoy this night."

As she spoke, she saluted Lu Zhou slightly, glanced to the side inadvertently with suggestive eyes, then turned around gracefully and walked away.

Noticing the look in her eyes before leaving, Lu Zhou froze for a moment, followed her previous line of sight with some doubts, and saw Vera in a black evening dress standing there.

Pinching the frill below the waistline, Vera looked at this side with a blushing face, and said with some trepidation: "I borrowed the dress from a friend...does it still fit?"

In fact, what Lu Zhou wanted to say was that the clothes might be a little too big, because the hem of the skirt was almost touching the ground.

But he always felt that if he said that, he might 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 out of shape...but beautiful."

When she heard the first half of the sentence, Vera's expression was a little disappointed, but when she heard the second half of the sentence, a happy smile burst into her face.

"Then...can I ask you to dance?"

Perhaps because the smile was too bright, at the moment when he first saw it, Lu Zhou lost his mind for half a second like never before.

Soon, an idea popped into his mind.

Is this really good?

Facing the hopeful eyes, Lu Zhou hesitated slightly.

Dancing with students does not appear to be prohibited in Princeton school rules.

After hesitating briefly for a while, he nodded happily.

"sure."