Nine o'clock is not late, at this time the campus is still full of people walking and exercising, of course, there are many couples hiding in a corner, doing embarrassing things.

Shop in the back street

Yan Yixuan's behavior made Zhang Shao and the others quite moved, and they had a feeling of living and dying together, sharing weal and woe, but it was just used in drinking liquor, which really lowered the grade of these two words.

The liquor was quickly brought up by the boss, it was packed in a cardboard box, as for how many boxes there are, it is not visible from the outside, usually this kind of liquor is put in by the owner one by one, so it is difficult to define how many bottles of liquor in a box.

"Yixuan, one of you has a cup, and we have a few bags for the rest." Zhang Shao said proudly. He knew the amount of alcohol that Yan Yixuan and Jiang Ranran had, and two bottles of beer could put them down, if it was liquor, Zhang Shao suspected that one cup could get the two drunk.

As for Xia Youyou and Wang Chengcheng, needless to say, they are both girls, and the amount of alcohol can be imagined.

“OK！“ Yan Yixuan agreed. He is not reckless, and he knows the amount of alcohol he drinks.

Zhang Shao heard that he agreed, so he gave everyone a clean glass, which was a sterilized cup with a plastic bag on the outside, which could be punctured with chopsticks.

A full glass of liquor was poured, Yan Yixuan picked it up and sniffed it, and a pungent smell followed, choking him so much that tears were about to flow down.

When I was a child, I often watched the village chief drink, three glasses a day, and it has been more than ten years now, Yan Yixuan doesn't know when the village chief started drinking, only that since he was sensible, the village chief's drinking has not stopped.

This kind of liquor reminded him of a sentence that the village chief said when he went to the village chief's house for the Spring Festival when he was a child.

"It's still the smell of wine at home!"

Yan Yixuan didn't understand what the village chief meant at that time, but now that he thinks about it, the village chief's words at that time have a bit of meaning, the aroma of wine at home means that the family is reunited together, and the wine adds the taste of home, which is naturally extraordinarily fragrant.

Yan Yixuan suddenly felt a little heartwarmed, the village chief really regarded him as a family!

"Yan Yixuan, what's wrong with you?" Xia Youyou touched Yan Yixuan, who was stunned.

"It's fine. Yan Yixuan came back from his memories and smiled slightly.

'Here, cheers, everybody.'

'Cheers'

Everyone stood up, and the wine glasses collided together like a joyful song. Gradually, the night faded away.

Subsequently, Liu Si, Zhang Shao and Yang Wen faced each other, taking turns guessing the code and drinking, which frightened Yan Yixuan and the others, but fortunately, the bell of Lady Luck arrived in time at eleven o'clock to stop this "massacre."

Most of the liquor has been drunk. There are still a few bottles of "Lonely Guy" left, still standing proudly in cardboard boxes, and the survivors are always so lucky.

Yang Wen was already drunk, and the whole person was framed by Yan Yixuan, but Zhang Shao was much better, at least he could walk by himself. The remaining Liu Si is a headache.

"I'm not drunk, you guys go back."

"I'm really not drunk"

Everyone was a little speechless, and drunk people usually said that they were not drunk, but compared to Yang Wen and Zhang Shao, Liu Si was much better.

Fortunately, Jiang Ranran has the old man's phone number, otherwise he really doesn't know what to do.

In the end, I could only let the old man help Liu Si away.

Yan Yixuan and the others sent Xia Youyou and Wang Chengcheng to the door of the girls' dormitory.

To get back to the boys' dormitory from the back street, you need to go through the gate of the girls' dormitory, so you don't need to send them back. Just go with the flow.

"See you tomorrow." Xia Youyou smiled at Yan Yixuan.

"Well, see you tomorrow".

Yan Yixuan said, helping Yang Wen to walk towards the boys' dormitory. Behind, Jiang Ranran helped Zhang Shao to follow closely.

"Hey, don't spit on me!" Jiang Ranran's angry voice was heard from afar.

Xia Youyou and Wang Chengcheng looked at each other for a second, didn't say anything, turned around and walked towards the dormitory.

Wang Chengcheng was very helpless, because of Yan Yixuan, her relationship with Xia Youyou was basically strange, and she sighed helplessly, Wang Chengcheng took steps and followed Xia Youyou's footsteps.

Tonight's 301 is very quiet, and I can faintly hear a small snoring sound, because of the drinking. Everyone slept soundly.

Early the next morning, the school arranged a flag-raising ceremony, which is said to be one of the few flag-raising ceremonies every week, and the university is not a junior high school or high school, and there is no need to stipulate a weekly flag-raising ceremony, and only when there is a major event of the whole school, the flag-raising ceremony will be held, and the school's leaders will speak on stage.

The only important thing this week is the orientation party, because it is a conservatory, the orientation party is generally more exciting than other schools, and there are countless beauties in the conservatory, which also attracts a large number of music lovers and social people to come for sightseeing.

The First Conservatory of Music attaches great importance to this aspect, and the school covers a large area, but the tidal wave of cars and people is enough to make the otherwise quiet campus a lively cloud.

Therefore, the First Conservatory of Music clearly stipulates that all vehicles are prohibited from entering except for the school leadership team.

Yan Yixuan and Jiang Ranran mixed in the crowd and saluted at the national flag. Zhang Shao and Yang Wen "couldn't get up". The reason is that I drank too much last night and my kidneys are deficient!

Raising the national flag is about a matter of about five minutes, which is not long. It was over soon, and Yan Yixuan finally met the principal of the First Conservatory of Music.

It was a middle-aged man with a big belly, about forty years old, with short-sighted golden eyes, a large dark gray mole at the corner of his mouth, and a bare top of his head.

Taking the microphone, Principal Bald Piao began his half-hour-long "inspiring" speech.

"We must"

Hearing this, Yan Yixuan and Jiang Ranran dozed off, they drank last night, although they didn't drink much, but when they woke up in the morning, their heads were also dizzy, and the strength of the wine did not completely dissipate.

Finally, after being scolded by the whole school students in their hearts. The bald principal finally announced his disbandment.

A relieved voice sounded, and the students breathed a sigh of relief, and as they continued to speak, maybe someone would collapse if they couldn't hold on. "Yixuan, let's go have breakfast first, shall we?" Jiang Ranran asked. "Mmmm, I miss the soy milk at school a little, it's hot." Yan Yixuan grinned. The most satisfying thing about Yan Yixuan's breakfast at the First Conservatory of Music is soy milk, which is absolutely fresh. And the slurry is very strong, the soybean flavor is very strong, and it is fragrant.

He suddenly remembered when he was a child, when the village chief grinded soybean milk like this, a large handful of beans were put in, ground for an hour, and finally got fresh soy milk with sweet juice and fragrant flavor.

Thinking about it now, Yan Yixuan still couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Jiang Ranran is also very strange, Yan Yixuan has a soft spot for soy milk at school, he knows it, and what this guy must order every morning is soy milk.

Jiang Ranran prefers to drink more milk, and most of the young people nowadays are too, right? Regarding Yan Yixuan's liking of soy milk, Jiang Ranran is still very strange.

What's so good about soy milk?