1302, the greater crisis, has just begun

After finally introducing the two parties, a large group of people began to accompany Wang Bo back to the room and went to place his luggage first. He walked in the middle of the www.biquge.info, and next to him were the recognized junior school flowers of the former No. 4 Middle School boys: Liang Ya, Sun Li, and Zhong Jiahui. The three girls held hands, ignoring their boyfriends, but chatted intimately about the girls' gossip, at least on the surface.

On the way to the room, Wang Bo greeted the big guys one by one and greeted each other's recent situation:

"Siqi, Weiwei, how are you two working in a rice noodle shop? Now you finally realize the hard work of the working people?"

"Jingjing, how is your parents' business in the big market?

"Jingjing, Shushu, I haven't seen you for half a year, you two are getting more and more marked!"

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In this way, Wang Bo skillfully greeted a group of old friends from his hometown, told him about parting sorrows, or shook hands, or patted shoulders, or hugged. When it was Han Lin's turn, he quietly pinched the other party, and whispered in his ear to warn the other party not to mischievous, adding fuel to the fire, he had enough headaches tonight.

After resting in the dormitory, and when the other two cars that Wang Bo shouted had arrived, everyone began to set off to prepare for dinner. For dinner tonight, he had asked his godsister Zeng Ping to ask for a private room at a hot pot restaurant in Rongcheng and booked two large tables in advance. Calling Zeng Ping is also a helpless move. In this situation tonight, there is no presence of his family who can make the girls "jealous", and if he is alone, I am afraid that he will be "open-minded and unrounded".

At eight o'clock in the evening, the Audi driven by Zeng Ping and the Passat driven by Wang Bo's second uncle parked in a line with the nanny car that had been parked nearby GMC parked outside the gate of the hotel.

So, Wang Bo and his entourage of more than a dozen people, plus Hu Maolin, Zhang Qiong and Zheng Yan, began to get in the car and go to the hot pot restaurant for dinner.

At dinner in the evening, Wang Bo finally realized how wise it was for him to call his godsister over, because just a matter of seating could make his head extremely big.

"Bo'er, Tang Jian, Wen Jian, the three of you men go to accompany Brother Hu and Sister Zhang to drink bars. Xiaoya, Sun Li, and Jiahui, the three of you should also go, help me watch that kid well, don't let him drink too much. Once the boy is happy, he can drink beer as water. When he walked into the private room, because he had sent a text message to his godsister in advance, before he could open his mouth, Zeng Ping put on the master's style and helped him solve the most difficult thing when eating, that is, who to arrange to sit at the same table with him. The hot pot restaurant is not like a Chinese restaurant, it is generally a table of eight people, and the women related to him on the scene can't sit at a table, if it is arranged by him, it is bound to shout this and offend that, so that the women who did not sit at the table with him feel that he favors one over the other and does not pay attention to himself.

As soon as Zeng Ping spoke, others naturally had no opinions, and Wang Bo also said that he listened to the arrangement of the old lady and sat down between Liang Ya and Sun Li.

After dinner, according to Wang Bo's habit of going out on a business trip, he basically went home directly and went back to the hotel to rest, because he was really tired from running for nearly a month and didn't want to move much.

Now that a group of classmates, friends and confidants have come from afar to cheer him on, he can't be "selfish" and patronize himself, so he has to arrange some after-dinner programs for everyone. In Shudu, one of the after-dinner programs suitable for men, women and children is singing, and the other is to find a teahouse to play mahjong or fight landlords, but for fifteen or sixteen big guys who are basically students, singing has become a more suitable choice.

His godsister Zeng Ping is now very familiar with Rongcheng, and quickly called a KTV that she often goes to to book a big bag.

So, after dinner, everyone moved to KTV and began to sing.

Singing is Wang Bo's specialty as a "multi-habitat star", and everyone used to listen to his concerts when singing with his classmates. However, considering that he will perform on stage tomorrow when he signs the sale, and he will have to have a heart-rending high-pitched voice, he needs to protect his voice now, and everyone will not force him to open his voice to sing tonight. In the end, Wang Bo himself was embarrassed, and felt that he would be sorry for the audience if he didn't sing two songs, so he chose two simple songs that were not too high-pitched, both of which he wrote to Fang You and helped Fang You become famous after the seal, one "Courage" and one "Unfortunately It's Not You".

When singing in the KTV private room, he still carried forward the style of being an "oil seller" in the hotel and in the hot pot restaurant, chatting with this for a while, swinging with that for a while, trying to make a bowl of water even, and not snubbing anyone on the scene.

Because of the presence of outsiders such as Hu Maolin, Zhang Qiong, and Zheng Yan, and the most important thing is that Wang Bo's godsister is there, including Liang Ya and Sun Li, the two tacit and genuine girlfriends, when chatting with Wang Bo, they all made a well-behaved and very ladylike appearance, and did not show any intimacy with him. Wang Bo was glad that he had called his godsister again. Otherwise, Han Lin, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, will probably not let him go, continue to make a fuss about Sun Li to block him, or according to her own cognition, she will give Liang Ya a grievance.

And as long as she, the eldest sister, takes the lead, Xu Jing and Zhou Shu, the two humming generals, will definitely follow Xiao Gui and Cao Cao, and follow along with the mischief.

Because Wang Bo has to sign tomorrow, when he sang until eleven o'clock, after the discussion of Zeng Ping, Liang Ya, and Liao Xiaoqing, he was ready to end the evening singing and let Wang Bo go back to rest. Wang Bo actually didn't want to leave, he even planned to stay overnight in the KTV private room, because compared to singing, going back to the hotel to rest with a large number of girlfriends and confidantes made him feel "terrifying". Others can leave it alone for the time being, but Liang Ya and Sun Li, which one he is going to accompany tonight is an extremely headache.

It's a pity that with his godsister here, tonight is destined to be no part of his decision. Wang Bo didn't dare to show his reluctance to go back to the hotel, otherwise, the other girls might have other ideas.

By the time the group of more than a dozen people returned to the Ritz-Carlton, it was already half past eleven. Because the rooms of a group of more than a dozen people are divided into three floors because the time period of booking is different and the room model is different, so in the process of the elevator constantly climbing up, everyone began to say good night, rest early and so on.

Sun Li, who booked a single room alone, was the first to go out. Her room is on the twelfth floor.

Secondly, it was Wang Bo who asked Zheng Yan to help his group of classmates and confidantes set a few standard rooms, which were on the fifteenth floor.

Finally, there is the room of Wang Bo, Zheng Yan, Hu Maolin and Zhang Qiong, on the nineteenth floor.

When Wang Bo said goodnight to the three of them and used the room card to open his room, the first thing he did was to lie straight on the bed, thinking to himself, finally temporarily relieved.

Yes, only a temporary relief, he knew that a more troublesome and greater crisis had just begun.

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PS: Yesterday, I haven't seen an old classmate who hasn't seen her for four years and came to Chongqing for business, but her business trip is in the northernmost district of Chongqing, and I am in the southernmost district of Chongqing. I got the news at seven o'clock in the evening, then went out, poured the bus, poured the light rail, and then hit Didi, swayed for more than two hours and finally passed through the city - Nima, at this time, you can take the high-speed train from Chongqing to Chengdu.

When it came to drinking, I drank until after twelve o'clock. Then I ate barbecue on the side of the road, blowing while eating. I didn't eat much barbecue, but I drank too much wine, I was dizzy, and my bladder was swollen badly.

It was already half past two in the evening when it was over. I can't go back when I go home, but unfortunately my computer is not related when I go out, and I am ready to stay up late at night to give you code words. This idea is too naΓ―ve to do it.

After that, I found a foot washing shop to wash my feet and sleep.

My classmate was going to snore as soon as he slept, the kind that shook the sky, and he wanted to go to the toilet to cover his ears.

In the morning, she went on a business trip and had a breakup meal at noon. After two o'clock, I started walking again, bus, light rail, and bus, and began the nearly three-hour trek back home. Today, Nima Chongqing is in the 40s, and the ground temperature is 60 or 70 degrees, and when I walk, I am simply sunburned to death as an otaku.

Having said all this, there is only one meaning: there is only one chapter today...... I'm really sorry for the old irons, I didn't close my eyes for a day and a night, and I was sleepy.

Oh, it seems that I beat him as "she", and I don't bother to change it.