"Please note that this train has arrived at Jingxing Station, please take your luggage and valuables, get off the train from the right door in the direction of the train, and pay attention to the gap between the train and the platform when getting off. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Please pay attention to ...... passengers"

"Hey! Wake up. ”

He was woken from his dream by all kinds of noisy sounds.

Although the eyes are open, the brain is still in chaos, and it always takes a little time to switch from chaos to waking mode. Zhao Yiming, who didn't react, thought that he was still in a dream, looking at the girl who woke him up, someone grinned and showed a full smirk: "Sister Chuxia, you have become younger and more beautiful." ”

"Just your sweet mouth, get up quickly, it's time to stand. We're home. ”

With the girl's words, everything around her gradually became clear. The brain finally completed the mode switch, and Zhao Yiming realized that this was not a dream but a reality.

"Ah, so fast!" He was still a little incredulous: "Four hours is gone? ”

"Who made you so crazy yesterday? Take two taels of liquor and dry it in one sip! ”

"Sister Chuxia, you have to talk about your conscience. It's not like you framed me at last night's dinner and made me drink a large glass of white wine as boiled water. I'm telling you, you've violated the Imperial Minimum Drinking Age Act, which induces minors under the age of 18 to drink alcohol. ”

"Hee-hee, I'm just trying to make you mean, you can't tell who is the wine or the water monster? In addition, the Imperial Minimum Drinking Age Act also stipulates that in order to cater for the social needs of minors, moderate drinking may be consumed at banquets, parties, and other occasions. The upper limit of this moderate amount seems to be 2.5 taels of liquor below 52 degrees, and you only drink 45 degrees. ”

Well, Zhao Yiming was speechless.

Getting up from his seat, he felt much better, it seemed that the more than four hours of rest was still very effective, and his head was no longer as dizzy as it was before he got on the train.

After winning the poetry contest yesterday, Zhao Yiming was as busy as a spinning top. It's another group photo with some guys who will probably only meet once in a lifetime, and it is participating in the Orange Island fireworks display, and it is participating in the evening banquet, until finally being put down by a glass of liquor.

I didn't get a good night's rest, and the next day I struggled to get up to catch the train. The bus to the train station was groggy, and when he got on the train, he couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep again.

It was only then that Zhao Yiming felt back to normal.

"Zhao Yiming, you really slept enough to die this night, we couldn't wake you up when we were playing so well." Liu Yuze, who was picking up his luggage from the luggage rack, also interjected and quipped: "However, I have a little confidence to see you like this." I found that I still have one thing better than you, and I drink better than you. ”

He has been familiar with Zhao Yiming in the past few days, and he has been impressed by Zhao Yiming's talent. He found that although Zhao Yiming was talented, he was not only not arrogant, but also very humble. Who wouldn't want to make friends and be partners? Moreover, he has already gained as Zhao Yiming's little friend - the champion of the poetry contest and a bonus of tens of thousands of yuan. 150,000 Huayuan In addition to the 50,000 promised to Zhao Yiming, there is another 100,000.

Haha, as soon as Liu Yuze's words came out, everyone was amused. And Zhao Yiming only scratched his head in embarrassment.

Then everyone got off the train with a large bag and counted their luggage on the platform. Just a few people, Yu Wenlan and Du Yi also deliberately counted a few people seriously: He Yiyi, Song Chuxia, Zhao Yatong, Yang Yun, plus Zhao Yiming and Liu Yuze.

How many people went or how many people returned, the trip was a perfect end. The two teachers breathed a sigh of relief.

After the count, a group of people resumed giggling, talking and laughing and began to walk from the platform to the outside of the station.

It's just that after taking a few steps, everyone began to ridicule Zhao Yiming's alcohol consumption again-who made him only expose such an obvious shortcoming so far?

The amount of alcohol is not good, it is not a disadvantage, Zhao Yiming can only muttered in his heart.

Of course, a bad amount of alcohol is not a disadvantage, but it is put on the almost perfect person like him. Of course, He Yiyi and Song Chuxia can also ridicule Zhao Yiming's handsome and inconspicuous face.

It's just that only their looks are qualified to tease him. The others, obviously handsome, are really not much. Therefore, Zhao Yiming's shortcomings in entertaining the public are only the amount of alcohol.

Everyone ridiculed and ridiculed, but Zhao Yatong still said a fair word for his brother.

"Although my brother drinks a small amount, he pours a glass. But the poem he wrote when he was drunk was very good. ”

It's still intimate. Zhao Yiming sighed in his heart.

Wait, though. Drunk poems, I have poems when I get drunk?

Puzzled, Zhao Yiming asked, "Have I ever written a poem after I was drunk?" ”

Hearing him ask, everyone stopped.

"You don't know yet!" Song Chuxia was a little surprised.

Zhao Yiming glanced at her resentfully: It's not a good thing you did.

"Obviously, then I'll tell you." Song Chuxia rolled his eyes a few times and said with a smile: "You not only wrote poetry, but also stood on a chair and stepped on the wine table with one foot on it. ”

Just kidding!

Zhao Yiming was taken aback, if he changed into an ancient costume, the long sleeves fluttering would be quite stylish. But I remember that day I was short-sleeved and slack-fast.

If that's the case, the picture is too beautiful to look at.

But looking at He Yiyi's solemn nod, Zhao Yiming wanted to die.

"Well, you didn't take a picture to commemorate it." He smiled a little dryly, and begged in his heart, big guy, don't have a photographer among you, especially don't have the kind of god who has to take a photo of a water cup and send it to WeChat when he drinks saliva. Let this boring thing go with the wind, and don't think it's memorable.

Of course, there are no such people among the big guys, and even if there are, they will have to sprout in the era of smartphones. And, even if there were, he was worried in vain.

"Silly boy, they're kidding you." Zhao Yatong finally couldn't help but tell the truth: "Last night, you drank wine, wrote a poem and fell asleep with your head covered, and you didn't say a word in your dreams." ”

Seeing Zhao Yiming stunned for a moment, He Yiyi, Song Chuxia and they couldn't help laughing.

"I see." Breathing a sigh of relief, he directly ignored the unscrupulous laughter of the unscrupulous people, and Zhao Yiming asked, "Sister, what poem did I compose?" ”

"You ask Yiyi, I don't remember it all."

Well, Zhao Yiming could only focus his pitiful gaze at He Yiyi again.

He Yiyi no longer cooperated with Song Chuxia to tease Zhao Yiming: "Xiao Ming, it's also a poem about wine, I'll read it to you." ”

"If the sky does not love wine, the wine star is not in the sky.

If the earth does not love wine, there shall be no fountain of wine on the earth.

Heaven and earth love wine, and love wine is worthy of heaven.

I have heard that it is more than a saint, and it is as virtuous as a sage.

Since the sages have already drunk, why bother to ask the gods.

Three cups lead to the avenue, and one bucket is natural.

But if you have fun in wine, don't pass it on to the awake. ”

Eh, isn't this Lao Li's poem about that drunkard?

Zhao Yiming remembers this poem vividly. In the original competition of the poetry contest, he copied a poem of Lao Li's "Traveling in the Guest". At that time, he was still struggling for a long time between this poem and "Traveling in the Guest". I didn't think that within a few hours, both poems came out.

And He Yiyi said that it is also a poem about wine, which means that he has written a poem "Traveling in the Guest" before.

"Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls with amber light. But that the master may be drunk, and he does not know where it is? ”

In the first original of the poetry contest, he composed a poem with the theme of wine, and Zhao Yiming shocked the audience with this skill.

When Sun Zhengxiang, who was present at the time, heard this poem, he immediately burst into tears of excitement. Of course, he was not thrilled by the poem, but by the impact the poem had on the poetry contest. With this poem, Sun Zhengxiang knew that the poetry contest was not a problem to ask for a scandal. This song "Traveling in the Guest" is enough to divert and attract the attention of most people.

I didn't expect Professor Kong to really deceive people, it turned out that this young man named Zhao Yiming was really a poetry genius! Sun Zhengxiang was really emotional for a while.

"Xiao Ming, you don't know the real reason why everyone ridicules your drinking." He Yiyi finished reading the poem and said: "You have won the titles of 'Little Poetry Fairy' and 'Little Wine Fairy' in Tanzhou. People think it's a bit funny that you're a guy who pours a glass and gets the title of 'wine fairy'. ”

Brewmaster? I'm not happy yet.

Zhao Yiming's heart is dripping blood: My poetry reserves, use one less one. This poetry contest has squandered enough, how can it be so wasted?

Do the math, I originally planned to use a poem to participate in the poetry conference. It's good, seven songs are spent at once. The first six songs are still meaningful. But in the end, this one is a waste.

There should be a better occasion, a more appropriate time to take it out and pretend to be forced. Why is it so confusing?

As soon as the poetry contest passed, Zhao Yiming's stingy character came up again.

Drinking is a mistake! I swear I'll never drink again. Zhao Yiming thought fiercely. However, when he turned his head, he remembered something again, and hurriedly changed his oath in his heart - this beer is not alcohol, and I resolutely do not drink liquor and other high-grade alcohol.

After leaving the train station, everyone found the bus of No. 1 Middle School and got on the bus.

Originally, after getting off the train station, everyone went back to their own homes and looked for their own mothers. But Liang Binshi, the No. 1 Middle School who won the championship of the poetry contest by his own team, was overjoyed. And whether it's for publicity or to show off before Elite High School. He asked the teams to get off the train and go straight back to school, where the school would hold a welcoming ceremony for them.

For this reason, I heard that President Liang has been busy since yesterday afternoon. Today, the school bus was lined up early in the morning, and an air-conditioned bus that could seat dozens of people was just to pick up a few of them.

This face is too big, and both the two teachers and the students have to take it.

So, everyone's original plan had to be changed. Of course, Zhao Yiming is the only one who really complains in his heart. Probably because he has won too many honors, he is no longer so enthusiastic about this kind of honor. Others, though, don't think much of it.