Three days have passed in a blink of an eye, and there is still more than half an hour before the agreed time, Tang Yu has already begun to encourage everyone to quickly pack up and prepare to leave.

It was a Thursday, and there were no classes for business majors in the afternoon, and because of Mo Qingqing's birthday, none of the four people in the 510 dormitory went to the library to study.

"Eh, no, old Tang, why are you in a hurry? What's the matter with you......"

Wang Chang, who was reclining on the bed, put down his mobile phone angrily and said angrily.

Just now, his game was at a critical juncture, and he was about to win, but he was pushed by Tang Yu, and he was careless and cold, and he really couldn't tolerate him not being angry.

"Of course it's my business, that's my sisters, can I not be active!"

"Okay, let's go, it's better to go a little earlier, we can't let people wait for us!"

Looking at the two of them who were idle and panicked without arguing for a moment, Yang Mobai shook his head, stood up and patted Wang Chang's bed pole.

"Na, I'm giving you face, not for someone, sisters, I think it's a plot against someone, right!"

Glancing at Mao Qianpei, they both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes, Yang Mobai shrugged his shoulders, picked up the box on the table, which was more than one meter long, and followed Mao Qianpei out of the dormitory one after the other.

"Eh, eh, wait for me! I haven't had shoes on yet! ”

Seeing that Yang Mobai and the others were gone, Wang Chang, who was still in bed, couldn't care about continuing to beep with Tang Yu, so he hurriedly jumped down, grabbed the shoes on the ground, and put them on randomly.

"Hey, hey, just stay there!"

It was Tang Yu who reacted faster than Wang Chang, and before he got out of bed, Tang Yu had already grabbed his gift and rushed out, and at the end he shouted scoldly, and closed the dormitory door with his backhand.

"Bang!"

"Tang Yu, you fucking dog!"

……

When they arrived at the agreed hotel, Mo Qingqing and the others had already arrived, and Yang Mobai and the four of them were the last to come.

The light pink peony pattern women's jacket, lined with a dark red phoenix pattern horse-faced skirt, and a delicate Ming Hanfu made Mo Qingqing reveal a trace of gentleness in her smallness.

This kind of Mo Qingqing, Yang Mobai is the first time they have seen it, and they can't help but light up.

"You're here!"

Seeing Yang Mobai and them coming, Mo Qingqing's face suddenly had a trace of joy, and he hurriedly greeted him.

"Happy Birthday!"

Looking at Mo Qingqing in front of him, Yang Mobai smiled and handed over the long box in his hand.

"I don't know what to send, I hope you like it!"

The gift in the long box was actually Tang Yu's suggestion that Yang Mobai buy, the weapons and props in the cos circle, Asuna's flickering light.

There was no intention of opening it immediately, Mo Qingqing took the long box handed by Yang Mobai and hugged it tightly in his arms, and his eyes were completed.

"Whatever it is, I like what you sent!"

It's just that Yang Mobai didn't know how to pick it up for a while, so he could only look at Mao Qianpei beside him with an embarrassed smile and a help.

"Let's go in and talk, don't block someone's door!"

Receiving Yang Mobai's eyes, Mao Qianpei instantly understood, stretched out her hand and pushed Yang Mobai's shoulder, and spoke.

"Oh, yes, go in first, everyone is here~"

After hearing Mao Qianpei's words, Mo Qingqing came back to his senses, withdrew his gaze that stayed on Yang Mobai, and turned around to lead the four of them into the box.

At this time, there were already five people in the box, in addition to the three in Mo Qingqing's dormitory, there were also two of her friends, one of whom was Tang Yu's little girlfriend, Zhou Xue'er.

As soon as he entered the box, Tang Yu smiled and sat down on the vacant seat next to Zhou Xue'er, not polite at all.

"Come on, come on, everyone raise a glass and wish our Qingqing baby forever eighteen!"

Everyone sat down, and the dishes of the restaurant were presented one by one, and after seeing that everything was ready, Liu Wu took the lead in picking up the wine glass and began to greet him.

"Happy Birthday~"

Wine is the best lubricant for interpersonal relationships, and after some staggering, everyone who was still a little rusty became familiar with it, and the atmosphere in the box became more and more relaxed.

The banquet lasted for more than two hours, until the end of the wine and plate were in disarray.

"Hiccup~"

After rejecting the terrible catkins Great Demon King, Wang Chang put down the wine glass in his hand, slumped on the chair and touched his already bulging belly, and burped.

"No, I can't drink anymore, the beer is swollen, let me slow down, let me slow down!"

"Wang Chang, you can't do it!"

Because of the presence of the female ticket, Tang Yu didn't drink much at night, so there would be time to laugh at Wang Chang.

"I don't talk to dogs! Hiccup~"

"Why don't we sing?"

Glancing at the time, Liu Wu interrupted the two of them and proposed.

"Yes, you can! I'll see it~"

"Okay, okay!"

"Then let's go!"

……

There is a KTV not far from the hotel, and after everyone finished summing up, they simply packed up their things and drove directly to the past.

However, it will be close to seven o'clock, and there will be classes tomorrow and Friday, so everyone who can't sing all night can only order a four-hour short package.

"Let the god of this song open the mic! Xue'er, help me order a song "Loyal to the Country"

As soon as he entered the box, Tang Yu snatched one of the only two microphones, posed with a Mike Jackson's signature move, and chanted the name of the song.

"Jia Li, give me the microphone, see if I don't take him away!"

As soon as he saw Tang Yu's posture, Wang Chang beckoned and took the microphone in front of Jia Li, and decisively started his own trouble-making plan.

Listening to the two of them yelling and screaming, Yang Mobai sat on the sofa with Mao Qianpei, Mo Qingqing and others breaking pistachios with a helpless expression.

"These two are drunkards, aren't they?"

"I think it's just crazy!"

Hearing this, he shook his head, stood up and prepared to go in the direction of the song orderer.

"Sister Maomao is waiting for me, I want to call "Little Lucky"

In the blink of an eye, Yang Mobai, who was eating pistachios, and Mo Qingqing, who was watching Yang Mobai on the side, were left on the sofa.

I don't know if it's because of the lights in the box, or because of the wine they poured by Tang Yu and Liu Wu before, Mo Qingqing's cheeks will slowly start to climb into a flush.

Listening to the noisy music in his ears, and the colorful light shining from the cosmic ball lamp in front of him, coupled with the rising alcohol, Yang Mobai, who was knocking on the pistachio, was a little restless in his heart, and his eyes subconsciously moved to Mo Qingqing's body.

"No, no, no, color is emptiness, emptiness is color!"

Looking at each other, Yang Mobai shuddered violently, quickly shook his head twice, silently recited the heart mantra in his mouth, and stood up.

"What, I'll go to the bathroom!"

As he spoke, he hurried out, quite a sense of desertion and escape.