Chapter 79: Meeting is Fate

It was a medium-sized straight glass from a bar, with a capacity of about 400 milliliters, which is enough to hold four taels of wine. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info The average Leli beer is 596 milliliters and has an alcohol content of four degrees, and ten glasses of wine are about a little more than six bottles, which is enough to make a person drunk.

Song Baojun secretly wondered if these seventeen or eighteen-year-old hairy boys still wanted to embarrass Lao Tzu? Suddenly, I saw He Zun handing out a mysterious look at Li Xiangjie with his side face, and his eyes were full of ill intentions.

The golden retriever boy made a thumbs-up gesture in the audience, but he couldn't escape Song Baojun's eyes.

Yes, they weren't going to be convinced. Drink down a He Zun, and there will definitely be a Li Xiangjie who will challenge again.

Children in the rebellious period of adolescence, the first in heaven and the second in the earth, the third in Laozi, when have you ever served others? The good things I said before were just to numb myself, and I was almost fooled.

It seems that the experience of otaku is far from enough to cope with this complex society, but fortunately, the obscene personality's observation ability is still in play.

Lao Tzu can easily clean up even the trio of Matt and Crazy Tyrant, a few unpopular little hairy provocations, will I be afraid?

Song Baojun picked up the cup and said: "Why don't we set a rule, when one party finishes drinking a glass of wine, the other party must also drink it within thirty seconds, otherwise it will be a loss." Come on, it. ā€

"It's done!" He Zun also raised the cup and drank it all in one gulp, and also showed the bottom of the cup to the other party.

Song Baojun immediately picked up the second cup and drank it all, smiled faintly and stretched out his hand to the third glass.

Not to be outdone, He Zun also drank the second, third, and fourth cups.

Many people can't drink too quickly, otherwise the liver will not have time to deal with it, and it is easy to cause acute alcoholism, resulting in vomiting and dizziness. Song Baojun kept raising his glass, and He Zun naturally couldn't stop, and by the time he reached the fifth cup, his speed had slowed down greatly, and his eyes were a little straight.

Several other boys were watching, and the golden retriever boy shouted: "Brother Zun, don't let others underestimate the amount of alcohol in our twenty-eight." ā€

The Korean exchange student Kim Youhyuk's Chinese listening and reading ability was still a little reluctant, and he only fiddled with his Samsung mobile phone next to him, and secretly glanced at Song Jingtong from time to time, his eyes were full of obsession.

Song Jingtong's face finally turned back, and she said dissatisfiedly: "Brother, when did you become so good at drinking?" ā€

"It's just a classmate who accompanies you, it's nothing." Song Baojun raised the sixth glass of wine and said, "Classmate He Zun, the thirty-second countdown begins, are you okay?" ā€

"Why not? I just can drink! Of course, He Zun would not admit defeat, and poured the sixth glass of wine hard, and his face was slowly stimulated by the alcohol into a red color.

Since Song Baojun has eaten a lot, the amount of alcohol has also increased a lot, and he has four bottles of beer at every meal. The ten glasses of wine in front of him are really nothing to him. At that moment, he continued the seventh cup, and said with a very elegant smile: "Little classmate, meeting is fate, let us do this cup, and step into a brilliant tomorrow." ā€

He Zun felt the accumulation of beer in his stomach, as if it had reached his esophagus, gritted his teeth and just took a sip, and suddenly a violent breath rushed up to his throat, and he quickly closed his lips. However, the foam produced by beer can expand the volume by more than two or three times, and you can't help but squirt out of your nose, a piece of white flowers.

He Zun hurriedly covered his nose with his hands, embarrassed and annoyed. In front of the beloved twenty-eight goddesses, she made a fool of herself and almost wanted to die on the spot.

Song Jingtong patted the table and said, "I don't allow you to drink!" What's the point of fighting wine like this? ā€

He Zun took a few breaths to recover, wiped the beer foam off his mouth with a tissue, and immediately said: "Yes, yes, since Jingtong is not allowed to fight for wine, it doesn't have much fun, everyone says it's not right?" "Barely resolve a bit of embarrassment.

Li Xiangjie responded: "Yes, or Jingtong said it well, I hate drinking the most, which hurts both my body and my feelings." ā€

Song Baojun just didn't speak, and drank the remaining three glasses of wine one by one in order, before he smiled without changing his face: "That's right, I agree." ā€

This is simply equivalent to a naked slap on He Zun's face, and the slight malice that He Zun had planned to tease the other party before immediately turned into hatred. What's more, after drinking, it is even more difficult for the brain to control emotions, and his eyes rolled, and he sneered: "Big brother, you just said that you came to see the performance of Black Snake Photon?" ā€

"I'm waiting for a friend, and I just happened to have a performance of Black Snake Photon, so I came in to take a look, and it felt okay."

"Aha!" He Zun laughed out loud and said, "Most of the customers in this bar are big fans of Black Snake Photon, and so am I. Do you know why they are so good? How much flavor did you taste the song "Eternal Parting" just now? ā€

"Well, I think the sound is quite distinctive."

He Zun snorted dissatisfiedly: "I see that you don't understand anything at all, just a pseudo-fan." It's too disrespectful to come to the bar like you, it's too disrespectful to Black Snake Photon. ā€

"Hehe, I also came here with a learning attitude." Song Baojun took out a cigarette and gave one to everyone present.

Song Jingtong shouted again: "Brother! When did you learn to smoke? I won't let you smoke! ā€

Song Baojun had no choice but to extinguish the cigarette butt and said, "It's social, you have to smoke." ā€

Seeing that he was only no, He Zun became more and more proud in his heart, and sneered: "I see that you have admired Black Snake Photon for several years, have you taken a few of their signed CDs, posters, and autobiographical novels?" Have you ever taken a picture with them? ā€

"Well, not really."

He Zun turned around and took out a hardcover soft book from his bag and threw it on the table, shouting: "Take it, I will send it to you, no thanks!" ā€

The book is beautifully bound, titled "Rock on the Moon", and the cover is a black-and-white image of the four members of the Black Snake Photon Band, which is very avant-garde.

Song Baojun opened the cover and saw that there was a string of handwriting on the title page, and he couldn't tell what was drawn at all.

He Zun's face was already very proud, his nostrils almost turned to the top of his head, and he said with a smile: "Black Snake Photon's signed autobiographical novel, there are only a hundred copies in the city, I took a lot of effort to get it, haven't you seen it?" I don't think you could have thought of it before. Hum...... Hum! ā€

Song Baojun broke out in a lot of cold sweat on his forehead: "I really didn't think about it." "It seems that the sales of "Rock on the Moon" are 100 copies.

The first update, the third update will continue today.

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