Now the whole company has to play a meal game first. Zhu Xiangjun obviously has no expertise in this area, "So he had to let Chen Darong go up."

Chen Darong is also full of confidence, he feels that his favorite thing is to eat, and this time the first place should be him.

The cooking squad now put a large pot of rice in the open space in front of the company's dormitory. All the contestants who are going to participate in the eating competition have taken their dishes and chopsticks and are ready to go.

Instructor Zhao Dongjiang saw that everyone was almost ready, so he gave an order, and everyone began to eat and compete.

Now everyone uses the same big bowl. As long as the person who eats the most bowls will be the first.

Chen Darong now served a bowl of rice and ate it. After just two bowls, he thought the rice was quite delicious. But when he got to the third bowl, he felt that the white rice was so hard to swallow.

After the last time, Chen Darong barely ate three bowls of mouthful, because although Chen Darong is also from the south, he doesn't seem to have much interest in rice. On the contrary, he has a more appetite for pasta, and he once wondered if he was a northerner in his previous life. It was only in this life that he was reincarnated in the south. So I don't particularly like rice.

On the contrary, the three rows of chalky old black are authentic Hunan people. Since I was a child, I just ate rice and never had any pasta. This is a soft spot for white rice.

Now these three rows of elders are shaking off their cheeks and eating big. After a while, he ate four large bowls. At this time, he saw that the warriors who were still gobbling up just now were now lying down one by one. No one can eat it anymore0

Now the whole company is left with Chen Darong and Lao Hei in a duel. But Chen Darong is obviously no longer good. He was also eating the fourth bowl. But the rice was just chewing in my mouth, and I couldn't swallow it.

"Chen Darong, come on! Chen Darong, come on! The soldiers of the fourth class saw that Chen Darong was no longer good, so they hurriedly cheered him up.

But it's not really a sports game, and if you drum it up, you might be able to run for a while longer, and if you can't eat, it's time to eat. If you have to eat it reluctantly, then the result can be imagined.

Now Chen Darong has reached the limit. He couldn't swallow the rice in his mouth.

"Chen Darong! You'd better throw in the towel! Don't hold on. ”

When Lao Hei picked up the fifth bowl of rice, he looked at Chen Darong and smiled.

"I ...... I...... Eat —...... Not ......"

Chen Darong couldn't speak with rice in his mouth. In the end, he didn't even finish the fourth bowl and conceded defeat.

"Platoon commander! You win! You are the rice king of our whole company," Long Zhanwei stood in front of Lao Hei at this time. When he saw that Chen Darong had given up, he shouted that the platoon commander had won.

"Old Black! You're already a champion. But you've already picked up the fifth bowl, so eat it! See what your eating limits are. ”

Instructor Zhao Dongjiang saw that Lao Hei had already won 0 at this time, but he still wanted to see if he could finish the fifth bowl of rice.

"Platoon commander! Come on! Come on, platoon commander! "Now the soldiers of the third platoon are cheering up Lao Hei.

"Good instructor! I can't waste food either! I'll eat this fifth bowl again! As he spoke, he opened his mouth again and began to eat.

But that's obviously his limit. This fifth bowl was eaten very reluctantly. Finally, I finally ate the fifth bowl. But I can't stand up anymore.

"Dragon Guard! Hurry up and help your platoon commander up. At this time, the instructor smiled and said to the veteran beside Lao Hei.

"Yes! Long Zhanwei agreed as he helped Lao Hei up from the small stool. Then it was back to the dorm.

At this time, Chen Darong also reluctantly stood up. But he staggered and wanted to fall.

"Luo Xiaowei! Help Chen Darong to the dormitory. ”

Zhu Xiangjun saw that Chen Darong was a little unstable on his feet, so he hurriedly asked Luo Xiaowei to help him, this can't be because people just won a runner-up and don't care about others!

Now the dinner game is over. The most rear, Lao Hei lived up to expectations, "finally won the first place."

This three rows are lively.

"Platoon commander! You can do it! Finally, we got the first place in the third row. This time, all three of us platoons are leveled! There is a first! ”

Long Zhanwei is now sitting in front of Lao Hei's bed and joking. …,

"That's it! You warriors! All of them are stupid, and they have to let me, the platoon leader, go out in person to get the first place! You're a bunch of fools. ”

This old black is now just joking with the dragon guard. He thought he was the first place anyway! Whether it's good or not, it's better than nothing!

"Yes! We are all a bunch of stupid people, only the platoon commander is the best, and the platoon commander is the rice king of our whole company. Long Zhanwei deliberately said the word "King of Rice" too much, which made people feel quite funny.

Let's not talk about the three rows now. But said that this rice king has been baked", then the following show is of course the final of the king of wine.

Now the instructor Zhao Dongjiang has asked dozens of bottles of beer to be uncapped and placed on a table that has been moved from the cooking class.

Now all the contestants are standing at the table ready to start.

The number of participants in the next three rows is really about the same, there are five in one row, four in the second row, and six in the third row.

These people are people who are more than two sips of people. Now that I have caught such a good opportunity, I will never miss it.

Of course, there are three people that everyone is looking forward to. One is Huang Wei in a row.

This is also an alcoholic. No wonder they are fellow countrymen with Li Chengming, and the temperament and personality of the two are quite the same.

The other one is the dragon guard of the third row. This is a person who doesn't look like he's very drinkable. Because his stature is not tall at all. It should be said that it belongs to the thin and small. After all, he is from Guangxi, how tall can he be!

But even such a small man, his alcohol consumption is quite amazing. I usually have to pour several bottles when I am happy.

Although he also participated in the wine king competition this time, there is this old black in the third row who has already won the title of rice king. This wine king doesn't care anymore.

However, Li Chengming must succeed this time. This made a quarrel with Zhu Xiangjun because of moving beer. If you don't get the first place this time, what a shame! I said that for the sake of this wine king, I don't have to work to save my physical strength, if I don't get the first. Isn't that embarrassing for yourself!

Now everyone is ready. The instructor talked about the rules of the game again before starting to drink.

"Hey! This one! Before drinking. Let me explain. It's inevitable that this beer will flow out of your mouth while drinking, but as long as you don't come out intentionally, I don't think it will flow out too much. If anyone deliberately spills water while drinking, then sorry, you will be disqualified. And you are not allowed to drink this beer anymore. It doesn't matter if you win or not, first of all, this is a waste of food, which is a serious violation of the professional ethics of soldiers. ”

After the instructor finished speaking, he looked at everyone again and smiled: "Do you drunkards hear clearly!" You can't waste food, or you'll drink as much as you want. ”

"I know that I will never waste food!"

After listening to the instructor's words, the contestants replied in unison.

"Good! Begin! Zhao Dongjiang gave an order, and these drunkards began to get busy.

Now, these people are like a hungry ghost, seeing the food. At this moment, one person took two bottles of wine, opened his bow left and right, and began to drink.

This Li became famous, worthy of being an old drunkard, and the speed at which he drank beer was incomparable to others. It took two breaths for everyone else to finish the beer, but when he drank the first three, he almost drank it all. Coherent.

It was only when the fourth bottle was reached that he had to take another breath halfway through the drink, after all, it was not so easy to fill it in his stomach when it was already in stock.

In this way, when Li Chengming drank the eighth bottle, there were only three people left in the three platoons who continued to fight, and the others were already staggering and unstable, being held by their own people, and defeated.

The remaining three people are Li Chengming, Huang Wei in the first row, and Long Zhanwei in the third row.

If you want to say that Li Chengming and Long Zhanwei can fight to the bottom, it is also expected, after all, everyone knows that these two people are famous drunkards in the company, and it is reasonable that the wine king competition can last until the bottom.

But no one thought that this dragon guard could compete with these two drunkards now, and he even drank the eighth bottle.

"Come on, little dragon! Come on, little dragon! The brothers in the next three rows were excited. They originally wanted to get the first place in the rice king, and it would be good. I didn't want to fight for the throne of the wine king again.

After all, the two famous drunkards of this company were not in the third row. The old black is very edible, but he can't drink it, "I don't drink this liquor at all." Drink one or two and get drunk. I could only drink two bottles of this beer, and I was dizzy.

But this dragon guard can usually drink some, but he is really not a drunkard. Because his popularity is really low. Compared with Li Chengming and Huang Wei, the two big drunkards, it is simply the difference between a big star and a small actor.

Now the dragon guard drank eight bottles at once, which surprised the people in the third row. They didn't want to fight for the wine king. But when he saw that this dragon guard was so capable, he wanted to compete for the position of the king of wine...... ）

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Title of the work: Rebirth of the noble son

Novel author: Jianghu cat

A senior media journalist suffering from congenital heart disease, he was reborn as a notorious noble son of a gentleman family in Sijiu City.

But he can't be too happy about this, because the trouble in front of him is first of all the political marriage between him and a super beautiful anchor that seems to be envied by everyone, but is actually embarrassing......

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