Night gradually enveloped Jiangdu.

The Zhao family's iconic blue Maserati stopped at a restaurant called the Xiangjiang Pavilion.

The Xiangjiang Pavilion is an antique architectural model. In the middle of the first floor to the second floor, there is a plaque with the words "Xiangjiang Pavilion" written in block letters. From Zhao Qingqing's mouth, I learned that the Xiangjiang Pavilion is very distinctive in Jiang. In many cases, it is full, so you need to make a reservation a few days in advance to get a seat. This made Yang Chong very curious about Lin Tuantuan's family situation.

The welcome lady in front of the door bowed respectfully and said softly, "Do you have a reservation?"

Zhao Qingqing said Lin Tuantuan's private room, and Miss Welcome took the lead and walked forward. When entering the Xiangjiang Pavilion, I was immediately attracted by the architectural style in the hall, and the design concept of "new Chinese" style with Chinese characteristics was not abrupt in this very retro Xiangjiang Pavilion. As far as the eye can see, the waiters who come and go inside are all wearing cheongsams and Tang costumes. It's really eye-catching.

Led by the gentle and elegant welcome lady, Yang Zhong and Zhao Qingqing stopped at the door of a private room on the second floor. It was Qian Meng, the "Foshan Shadowless Foot", who opened the door, and his eyes widened when he saw Yang Chong and Zhao Qingqing standing at the door.

There is a lot of space in the private room, all the students are around a round table, and there is a small stage not far away, Ma Jin is standing on it and Gong Qian, a freckled girl who was occupied by Yang Chong's first visit to Class 8, is singing love songs affectionately.

"Teacher Yang, you are here, just waiting for you, I didn't believe it when I heard Sister Tuan Tuan say that the two of you live together, but now I believe it, will you be. Qian Meng said, looking at the two of them as he spoke, his eyes full of surprise.

"What are you thinking, I am Zhao Qingqing's distant cousin living in her house. Yang Zhong said with a round of words.

Qian shook his head, his eyes full of disbelief.

Lin Tuantuan, as today's protagonist, was wearing a pink princess dress, with a bun on his head, and when he saw the two people standing at the door, he pushed the money away, pulled Zhao Qingqing and said, "Come in, come in." ”

"Teacher Yang, call you Teacher Yang at school, and we will call you Brother Yang outside the school, don't you mind?" Qian Meng returned to his seat and shouted at everyone.

The crowd understood, and they all shouted and screamed.

"Yes, Brother Yang, you don't look a few years older than us, don't you mind?"

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang, why did you come with Sister Qingqing?"

Before he was seated, everyone gossiped, and Qian Meng seemed to have a little prestige among the people. After pressing his hand, the scene instantly quieted down, and he paused and said: "Brother Yang, you are the latest to come, and you should be punished with three cups, Sister Qingqing came with you, and you should also be fined three cups, but you, as an elder and a man, must have drunk it on his behalf, it should be no problem, right?"

Yang Chong was stunned, this group of little rabbit cubs, I haven't taken a seat yet, so I'm thinking about how to bring me down.

"No problem. There is no Teacher Yang today, only Brother Yang, bring wine. Yang Chong didn't dismiss their excitement, and shouted with a wave of his hand.

"Brother Yang is mighty!Xiao Liu went to pour the wine for Teacher Yang. Brother Yang, one yard to one yard, take a seat after drinking. ”

The young man named Xiaoliu smiled and agreed, and poured six glasses of wine with a fart, and the good guy looked professional, almost spilling the kind.

"Yang Chong, you're okay, right? If not, don't drink it. Zhao Qingqing looked at Yang Chong with some concern and said.

"Sister Qingqing hasn't drunk it yet, so I'm worried about Brother Yang?" Qian Meng didn't think it was a big deal, and tried his best to fan the flames.

Zhao Qingqing glared at Qian Meng in shame and stopped talking.

Yang Chong felt this lively atmosphere, and his eyes were in a trance, as if he had returned to two years ago, and he was also such a group of people. Around a large table, a girl looked at him with some concern, and a sturdy young man kept coaxing, but he couldn't come back.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang, what's wrong, you're scared?" Qian Meng waved his hand in front of Yang Chong's eyes and said.

"It's fine. Everyone had a good time today, and I won't be disappointed, come on. How many pick up as many as you want. ”

Raising the wine glass, a glass into his throat, the mellow aroma of the liquor burst out in his mouth, and a tear flashed in the corner of Yang Chong's eyes, which was quickly wiped away by him. One cup after another, six cups down. Everyone looked at Yang Chong, whose face was not red and out of breath, and their eyes widened in surprise.

This is not quite right from what was originally imagined, originally everyone planned to get Yang Chong drunk at first and then record his drunken ugliness, so as to threaten him to make him gentler in the future, but seeing Yang Chong's eyes brighter and brighter the more he drank, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Qian Meng smiled awkwardly: "Brother Yang is really a good amount of wine." ”

Jiang Hailiu stepped forward and looked at Yang Zhong worriedly and said, "Brother, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm happy today, go on. ”

Qian Meng glanced at everyone again, and everyone decided to adopt Plan B.

"Brother Yang, take a break, you go up and sing a song first, or should it be for our Tuan Tuan sister?"

"Yes, yes, sing one, it's not easy for Sister Tuan Tuan to celebrate her birthday, Brother Yang can't spoil the fun. ”

The crowd shouted in unison, "Sing one, sing one."

Yang Chong did not shirk and ordered a majestic song. Four big words floated on the screen: "Loyal to the country".

The wolf smoke rises, and the rivers and mountains look north.

The dragon flag rolls, the horse grows, and the sword aura is like frost.

The heart is like the Yellow River.

A mature male voice with a little hoarse resounded in the private room. At first, everyone just coaxed, and then everyone fell silent. It was as if they were infected by this majestic song, and the sky was full of yellow sand in front of them.

At the end of the song, I don't know who took the lead in sporadic applause, and then infected everyone, applauding in an uproar.

Qian Meng seized the opportunity, took a glass of wine and said to Yang Chong: "Brother Yang sings so well, I salute you!"

The boys standing behind Qian Meng also hurried to line up, each holding two glasses of wine in their hands.

Cup after cup, cup after cup. Yang Chong didn't know how much wine he drank, Yang Chong had never been drunk.

With every glass of wine, he could always remember that time when he and a girl sat in the hallway at night, drinking glass after glass, and no one spoke. Every time it was fixed until the middle of the night, the girl would have her eyes blurred, her face ruddy, lying on Yang Chong's shoulder, and her mouth kept muttering something. At that time, Yang Zhong will gently pick her up and send her back to the room.

Lin Tuantuan's birthday cake has not been cut, the birthday song has not been sung, and the wish has not been made. A group of little boys led by Qian Meng fell on the table in an uproar.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yang Chong couldn't help but smile.

At this time, Yang Chong knew that today was officially integrated into Class 8. integrated into this small collective, although Qian Meng and others had the premise of lifting a stone to shoot themselves in the foot, everyone could see that they were very happy.