In good conscience, Mo Xiaochuan really didn't deliberately want to damage Wang Chen's face this time, he just made an exception to exercise a little privilege of adjudication in order to take care of his classmates.

No, to be more precise, it's not even a privilege.

Lao Zhu grew up watching Mo Xiaochuan, and the neighbors have been doing it for more than ten years, even if Mo Xiaochuan is not a referee, as long as he opens his mouth, Lao Zhu will naturally give him this face.

But Wang Chen definitely wouldn't think so.

He felt that he had just said that he couldn't book a private room, so Mo Xiaochuan slapped his face on the spot, and he beat it so neatly, this is definitely designed!

This is a conspiracy of Chiguoguo!

This is Mo Xiaochuan retaliating!

Thinking of this, Wang Chen's face suddenly became gloomy, and he watched Xiang Tianpeng and the others happily walk into the private room, and turned around to find Zhu Chengyong.

"Boss, you look very familiar with Mo Xiaochuan?"

Wang Chen still made progress, and finally learned Mo Xiaochuan's name from other classmates.

And Zhu Chengyong was busy at this moment, and he was a little unfamiliar with Wang Chen's self-familiar physique, so he just said concisely: "You are Xiao Chuan'er's classmate, right? ”

But Wang Chen was obviously not satisfied with this answer, and continued to ask: "It's that simple? Ordinary regular customers don't have such a big face, right? When I came to ask just now, you still said that there was no private room." ”

Zhu Chengyong paused for a moment, and had to add: "What's this, everyone takes care of each other, he often gives me discounts when I go to his bar to drink." ”

"Bar?"

"Don't you know? ”

Hearing this, Wang Chen suddenly understood in his heart.

He still thought that Mo Xiaochuan had any great ability, and he was a bar after a long time!

At this time, Wang Chen had a bottom in his heart, and sneered at Zhu Chengyong: "Do you know who my father is?"

Zhu Chengyong looked confused, this question is a bit deep!

What does this mean?

Why do I want to know who your dad is?

Is it important?

Then I heard Wang Chen say arrogantly: "My dad is Wang Mao, so don't tell me that your private room here is full in the future." ”

After saying this, Wang Chen walked away on his toes.

Only Zhu Chengyong was left standing there with an inexplicable expression.

Who is Wang Mao?

What does your father have to do with Wang Mao and the private room in my store is full of dissatisfaction?

What's the matter, your dad is a space magician, can you remove all my guests here?

I'm afraid this man is not a fool!

Zhu Chengyong shook his head, didn't continue to care about Wang Chen, and continued to be busy with him.

But Wang Chen did not return to the private room, but limped, got into the toilet, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number to go out.

"Hey, Brother Li? Yes, it's me, that's it, I want to trouble you with a little thing......

After a while, Wang Chen returned to the private room with a spring breeze on his face, and found that Mo Xiaochuan was chatting warmly with a few girls in the class, and couldn't help but sneer secretly.

Let you be proud for a while, and then you will cry!

Mo Xiaochuan didn't notice Wang Chen's sudden appearance, and he didn't care, he was practicing the flirting skills he learned from the old guy at this moment, making the girls next to him laugh again and again.

At the same time, it also pulled a big wave of hatred on the boys' side.

There are a total of two tables in the private room, basically one table for boys and one table for girls, and everyone is shy.

But Mo Xiaochuan was different, he sat directly at the girls' table, and the result was that Zhang Mingqiang, Li Hai and Xiang Tianpeng also enjoyed the benefits on the grounds of sharing the same table in the dormitory.

Li Hai was more honest, sandwiched between Zhang Mingqiang and Xiang Tianpeng, and didn't dare to raise his head.

Although Zhang Mingqiang is not as good as Mo Xiaochuan, he is chatting smoothly with the girl next to him.

As for Xiang Tianpeng, there was only one very simple and clear reason why he chose to sit at this table.

Girls eat less!

For the same table of dishes, the boys must have been unable to catch anything for a long time after they got out of the pot, but the girls were different, Xiang Tianpeng felt that he could at least wait until the dishes were cooked before putting down the chopsticks!

That's what it's like to be a veteran foodie!

Of course, Wang Chen didn't squeeze into Mo Xiaochuan's table, not that he felt embarrassed, but simply didn't want to share the table with Mo Xiaochuan.

Speaking of which, although the University of Posts and Posts also has a media department, it is mainly a science and engineering college, and majors such as electronic information engineering are, of course, more male students and fewer female students.

But in fact, in Mo Xiaochuan's class, there are sixteen girls, and the ratio of men to women is as high as two to one!

It's a miracle, okay!

Among all the girls in the same class, Mo Xiaochuan felt that there was a girl named Chen Jingwei who was most in line with his aesthetics, but the other party was sandwiched between a bunch of girls, which really made Mo Xiaochuan unable to find a chance to speak...... Uh, set almost.

Chen Jingwei looks like the kind of lady who is beautiful, her eyebrows are soothing, although she doesn't talk much, but her temperament is calm and generous, of course, in Mo Xiaochuan's opinion, the most important thing is that she is well developed!

Mo Xiaochuan doesn't like the little fart type of Huahua, and loves the type of all rivers.

It could also be influenced by the old guys.

What is the saying?

Men look at the face when they are young, then the chest, and finally the legs.

Mo Xiaochuan felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, at least it should not be a single condition, but it should be superimposed layer by layer.

It is enough to look at the face at the beginning.

Then in addition to the face, the higher pursuit is the figure.

It's a pity that there are too many people at this time, if there are only two people, Mo Xiaochuan and Chen Jingwei, he will have at least one hundred and thirty-nine ways to get each other's phone numbers, plus WeChat.

Otherwise, do you think that Mo Xiaochuan really let Qin Weiyang pull him into the group purely to understand the affairs of the monster circle?

People who really think so are too young......

There is no doubt that Mo Xiaochuan is the most active at the girls' table, and when it comes to the boys' table, it becomes Wang Chen.

Before the dishes were served, the atmosphere was already warm.

Of course, no matter how everyone talks, at this juncture, there must be a topic that cannot be avoided.

Serial arson.

"Don't listen to the rumors outside, I actually know this matter best, because this case was handled by my father. ”

Wang Chen's opening remarks undoubtedly succeeded in attracting the ideas of all the boys, and even many people at the girls' table pricked up their ears and showed curious eyes.

Wang Chen enjoyed this feeling of being in the limelight, and immediately said proudly: "Actually, this case is not as evil as they say, it is a buddy who graduated from our school, because his girlfriend died, he couldn't stand the blow, and then he became psychopathic and burned three students in the school, plus a cashier in a supermarket." ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar, and Mo Xiaochuan secretly frowned.

Immediately, Sun Yaowu asked with great enthusiasm: "His girlfriend died, why did he burn the students of our school?

Wang Chen smiled: "It's not simple, his girlfriend was burned to death by those people." ”

When the words fell, everyone suddenly realized, and their eyes at Wang Chen also increased their admiration.

But then a cold snort broke the atmosphere.

"It's really a pot of water that doesn't make a sound, and half a pot jingles. If you don't know the truth of the matter, it's best not to talk nonsense, it's a trivial matter to tarnish people's reputations, aren't you afraid that a ghost will knock on the door in the middle of the night?"