November 9, 2013, 0:03 a.m., Jinsha Nightclub, No. 1 private room, Jinsha Nightclub, 2nd Floor, Regent International, Xuancheng Diezhang Middle Road.

The decoration and design of the whole nightclub is full of retro and elegant European aristocratic style, and the original wood patchwork floor in the private room is covered with reddish-brown Persian carpets. Dozens of marble Roman columns against the wall, a long row of white and gold chaise longue sofas in the middle of the private room, two short ones at each end. In front of the sofa are four crystal clear square coffee tables, which are like a fairyland under the reflection of several European-style chandeliers and dense spotlights around it.

At this moment, there are only nine people in the luxury box of Nuoda, which seems a little empty.

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Today's protagonist is Ouyang Huan, wearing a paper golden crown on his head, excited with a pink face, and has just made a wish surrounded by two little sisters and blew out two candles representing his age 22. The Happy Birthday music in the room was not over, and two beautiful girls dressed as nightclub princesses slammed a few times and shot colorful festive confetti into the air, falling like snowflakes.

Sima Wei applauded lightly, behaved like a gentleman, and sang warmly to Ouyang Huan: "Happy birthday to you!"

Two little girls coaxed on the side: "Pig, happy birthday, pig, cut the cake...... Ouyang Huan is fair-skinned and tall, with willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, and a good face, comparable to Internet celebrities, but his figure is slightly fat.

I snorted, but I couldn't hold back my laughter, and a sip of whiskey squirted onto the coffee table in front of me. Fortunately, Wu Wangjing, who was beside him, was quick and picked up the pillow on the sofa to block the wine.

Wu Wangjing, the chief coach of Xuancheng Shangde Martial Arts Hall, is lean and inconspicuous, it is said that he was born in a martial arts family, practiced martial arts at the age of four, and his skills are unfathomable.

The fat middle-aged man sitting next to Wu Wangjing is called Ethics, a well-known writer of the Xuancheng Writers Association, who has written many legendary novels of the Republic of China, and it is said that two of them have been made into serials.

These two people are literate and martial, they can be regarded as celebrities in Xuancheng, and they are frequent visitors in our wine circle on weekdays. Calling them, one seems that Sima Wei has a wide range of friends, and the other is to avoid suspicion, except for me, an old classmate, Sima Wei did not arrange the dragon brothers and tiger brothers in the business field, but just asked Ouyang Huan to call two more girlfriends, which can be regarded as a good arrangement.

The two little girls, one quiet and the other lively, were all classmates of Ouyang Huan in middle school. The lively one is called Shang Wenlin, who was not admitted to college after graduating from high school, and started insurance sales with her beauty and ability, and her performance is quite good, and she is now a sales manager in a well-known insurance company. The quiet name is Lin Yi, although her appearance is not outstanding, at a glance she knows that she belongs to the kind of woman who knows how to read and show her wisdom, graduated from the liberal arts class of Shanghai Jiao Tong University, and is standing on the side affectionately at the moment singing: "You ask me how much I love you, how much ...... I love you"

Maybe it was because he drank a lot of wine, or maybe it was the rendering of the environment, but he didn't refuse the cream that Shang Wenlin smeared with a foolish smile, and the white piece of glasses on the tip of his nose was still laughing there.

Wu Wangjing's forehead, on my neck, was also smeared with cream for this little beauty who pretended to be crazy and stupid. Shang Wenlin chased Sima Wei with a hand of cream, laughing and shouting: "Sima Sima, don't run away, you see how beautiful Teacher Wu and Teacher Cao are now." ”

I looked at the cream on my collar and shook my head with a wry smile, vaguely jealous of the little girl's youth and vitality. After all, we were young, after all, we are no longer young. From time to time, there would be two voices talking to each other in my ear. I'm AB blood type, don't tell me if you don't understand me.

Watching the ethics come out of the bathroom after washing, calmly wiping his hands and glasses with a tissue on the coffee table, and returning to his original sanctimonious appearance, I couldn't help but laugh and went into the bathroom.

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I went into the bathroom with the cream on my laundry collar, so I just left the door unlocked.

When I turned on the faucet, I vaguely felt that the bathroom had become extraordinarily quiet, and it was completely different from the box outside. But why can't I hear the sound of the water, it seems that there is a very light cry coming from nowhere.

I opened the door, Wu Wangjing's sonorous voice sang farewell to the overlord, and the crying was still there when the door was closed, and I heard it clearly this time, it was clearly the childish cry.

On November 9, 2013, at 0:33 a.m., I was in the bathroom of the VIP box of Jinsha Nightclub. Bending down and looking down, I simply rinsed off the cream off my collar, and for some reason I always felt that something was watching me from behind. The moment I looked up and straightened up, I saw a white shadow floating in the mirror.

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On November 9, 2013, at 1:03 a.m., at the Jinsha Nightclub on the 2nd floor of Regent International, Xuancheng Diezhang Middle Road, the square glass coffee table in the No. 1 private room of Jinsha was full of empty wine bottles.

Sima Wei hugged Ouyang Huan and gnawed on the microphone, affectionately interpreting the Cantonese version of "Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow", singing to the point of affection, he pulled off the paper crown worn by Ouyang Huan and kissed her on the forehead.

Lin Yi sat next to him, Wu Wangjing was Shang Wenlin next to him, and the four of them sat on the sofa on the left, two on each side at right angles.

Ethics gushed about how he came from a poor background, how he was diligent and studious, how he sold roasted sweet potatoes on the streets of Xuancheng while drawing the milk of literature from the world's famous books with the dim lights of the street corners, and finally worked hard to see the sunrise, and the work was adapted into a 32-episode TV series, and the work is expected to hit the Nobel Prize in Literature next year. Speaking of excitement, his eyes lit up and his hands danced, changing the image of an intellectual who was cautious and submissive on weekdays. As he spoke, he used the corner of his eye to glance at Shang Wenlin's youthful and energetic figure opposite him from top to bottom.

I smiled, this is a typical sexual occasional beauty syndrome, just wake up.

"Have you told the story of Tolstoy and Alexandre Dumas when they were children?" I sat down next to Lin Yi and asked Shang Wenlin, and at the same time poured myself a glass of cold beer, to be honest, I rarely drink foreign wine, and I always feel that I can't wake up the next day and affect my state.

Shang Wenlin smiled like a flower and asked, "Teacher Cao also knows?"

I raised my glass and toasted, teasing myself while pouring myself wine: "It should be Shi Nai'an and Cao Xueqin's turn next." ”

Hearing everyone's laughter, the integrity blushed, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Xiao Cao, don't interrupt, why don't you come here?"

I hurriedly shook my hand and said, "I'm sorry brother, I was wrong, I was taught by my Chinese and math teacher since I was a child, how can I have your level, can I punish myself?"

Ethics stood up, it seemed that he had drunk too much and wanted to relax, but he accidentally tripped Lin Yi's feet, and his fat body stumbled like a hill to the petite and delicate Lin Yi.

This whole thing again, I secretly scolded in my heart but I was helpless, who called us drinking friends a gang.

Saying that it was too late, Wu Wangjing moved his left foot forward as a fulcrum, raised his right leg and forcibly supported the body that was about to be pressed against Lin Yi.

"Good kung fu!" I cheered.

Ethics reluctantly stood up straight, and said with a sneer: "Fortunately, my brother's leg is rude." ”

Lin Yi obviously didn't figure out what was going on, so he hurriedly stood up and said, "teacher, you say it, I'll let you." ”

Shang Wenlin, the sales manager of insurance, has been eating and learning Lin Yi's words and said with a smile: "teacher, you say it, I will let you." ”

"What are you laughing at?" Sima Wei and Ouyang Huan made love for a while, and also came over to have fun.

"It's okay, it's okay, the old man just finished teaching the young man, it was so hard that I almost fell. I said, Sima Wei smiled knowingly.

"If you want to say that Brother Wu's stunt of flirting his legs to save the beauty is really not blown," I said, "Let's the old man has about 200 pounds." ”

"It's called one or two thousand pounds, thank you brother," said Zheng Se: "In fact, the avenue of martial arts is the same as literature." Zhu Ziqing's back, the moonlight on the lotus pond, in fact, has no plot, and the artistic tension of the text alone has been passed down through the ages. ”

"Zhu Ziqing?" I shook my head and said, "How can he compare with you? Has he won the Nobel Prize in Literature?"

Shang Wenlin laughed at each other, and said in response: "Our teacher is not afraid of hard work, while selling roasted sweet potatoes on the streets of Xuancheng, he draws the milk of literature from the world's famous books with the dim lights of the street corner, and finally shines in the Chinese literary world and occupies a place in the world literary circle." ”

Lin Yi looked at everyone and said timidly: "Just like the top master in martial arts novels, flying flowers and picking leaves and hurting people will die, and there is no knife in his hand and a knife in his heart." ”

I applauded, I could only applaud, and the guard patted his thigh and said, "The child can be taught, drink this cup." He raised his glass and touched Lin Yi's wine glass, and didn't wait for Lin Yi to raise his glass and do it alone.

"What's so happy?" Ouyang Huan's silver bell-like voice sounded beside him. Sima Wei stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Ouyang Huan's waist, and said affectionately: "I'm happy because of your birthday, baby." ”

I couldn't help but feel a little sick to my stomach when I heard it, and after a while, the title has changed from Xiaohuan to a baby, and our brother Wei's ability to chase girls is unsurpassed.

I gave Sima Wei a thumbs up......