Chapter 235: Moon-worshipping Clouds 39

Chapter 235 Moon Worship Cloud Movement 39

Seeing this strange Li Si suddenly laughing, several people chatting suddenly stopped, looking at Li Si for some reason, and the room suddenly became quiet.

After Li Si laughed a few times, he drank the wine in his hand and swallowed it with a grunt.

The wine is not spicy, and there is only a faint bitterness in my heart at this moment.

Everyone has secrets, he also has stories, these things may only be understood through the years, in his eyes, Yang Chen can no longer capture any information except for seeing some traces of the years, just looking up to the sky and drinking it all, somewhat touching Yang Chen, this is an inexplicable feeling, just can't speak.

picked up the wine jug, poured a full glass for Li Si, and said loudly;

"Brother Li, life must be happy, don't make the golden bottle empty to the moon, come, do it!"

(Of course, Yang Daxian didn't know that he had successfully plagiarized and plagiarized, although he himself may not have known it, but this could not change his despicable behavior of plagiarism.) )

Several people in the room heard Yang Chen casually say such a bullish sentence, their eyes suddenly widened, they couldn't believe it, Li Si was also stunned, and looked at Yang Chen with some surprise, such words are not like being able to come out of the mouth of a young and frivolous young man who looks like this, but seeing Yang Chen staring at him, he realized his gaffe, so he immediately recovered his state and shouted;

"Good. A good person must be happy in life, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. Well, it's really wonderful, the virtuous brother is so literate!"

"I really can't see it, Brother Yang is so literary. ”

"Brother Yang is talented!"

"Yang Gongzi is really both civil and military, the little woman admires it!"

", why do you talk so much nonsense, it's done!"

Yang Daxian drank it all after speaking, but this time it was Wu Ji's turn to be unhappy, and there was some ridicule and ridicule;

"I just praised you for being educated, and when I turned around, I came to the sentence "rectification", damn, it's insulting Sven 1"

After speaking, he drank it all, and Qi Shaohua, who was watching it, almost giggled on the side, it is true that Yang Chen's contrast is a little big, all of a sudden hooligan, all of a sudden handsome son.

Feng Wuji just smiled and drank it all, Yang Chen became more and more mysterious in his eyes, so he began to feel that a scene in Yang Chen's medical hall, perhaps, he really had something to say to himself.

Qi Shaohua covered the wine glass with his sleeve robe, took a sip of wine gently, and looked at Yang Chen's gaze a little strange.

Li Sike didn't forget to look at Yang Chen twice, but no one could guess what the taste was.

Putting down the wine glass, Li Sicai sighed slowly;

"These two sentences of the virtuous brother will be passed on as a good story, hahahaha......"

Brother Xian? When did the relationship between us get so good at the beginning? Li Si called himself a good brother, Yang Chen did not object, this is because he also felt that this strange monk was actually very bold, and he should not be a sinister person, so he didn't mind.

"Damn, it's a good story, then it's a bull fork, but it doesn't matter, come and drink, as the so-called "ancient sages are all lonely, only the drinker leaves his name, and he doesn't drink in a good time, isn't it a disappointment to this scene?"

Daxian heard that he might be famous, so he was secretly refreshed, so he stole a sentence, as for why he would have these awesome and coaxing words, it was not because of anything else, it was purely because of the needs of the plot, so it was like a stroke of genius, he would, so you don't have to get to the bottom of it, anyway, this is the story of Yang Daxian.

"Good, good, good, hahahaha......"

"Oh my god. Do you really know how to compose poetry?"

"Damn, stolen it?"

"Yang Gongzi is really a god!"

There are unhappy, happy, sycophant, and jealous, but Yang Chen is too lazy to care, damn, drink here anyway. Lao Tzu is like saying these two sentences, and that's enough.

After three rounds of drinking, the table was full of leftovers, the room was in a mess, and several people were almost a little taller.

Every private room in the restaurant of the storm building is very well sealed, so the sound inside cannot be transmitted, but accidents, coincidences, these things happen often, and the waiters who serve the food today did not close the door well, so the noise inside naturally spread to the outside.

At the beginning, the waiter realized the problem, so he was about to close the door again, but at this time, Yang Daxian happened to say;

"Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. ”

So he was stopped by a man who had just passed by with a veil and a lute in his hand, so the man waited outside the door, but waited for a long time without waiting for anything new. When he wanted to give up and was about to find a chance to meet the genius just now, who knew that the genius had an inexplicable sentence;

"The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name. ”

So she stopped again, but then she didn't find it again. That genius no longer has any elegant conversation, more often than not, a little vulgar.

There was a woman wearing a veil standing in the passage, which naturally attracted the attention of many people, so they could hear Yang Daxian's movements clearly, so the two beautiful verses were instantly remembered by them, and they sighed one by one, so everyone wanted to see the true face of the talented man after the people in this room had eaten and drunk, but when everyone was waiting, the voice of the talented man came from the room;

"Hey, I forgot to mention something just now, it's right that I invited you to drink, but I don't have any money, so I'm going to run away!"

Quiet, inside and outside the room are as quiet as death.

Eating overlord meals, playing scoundrels, being in the Storm Building, such a talent, or a hooligan? Damn, are they collectively blind?