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Chapter Sixteen The Happy Drunkard

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    Everyone drank the wine bought by Shufu with relish, chatted and laughed, and said that Shufu was a good brother and straightforward enough, and they would definitely be able to catch up with Xu Xiaoling smoothly; and they were all willing to guarantee that they would create more for Shufu in the future.  Opportunity, let him perform well so that he can kill him a few more times.

    The alcoholic Zeming said contentedly: "Brother Fu invited something different. I have never drank such a delicious wine¡ª" He put his nose close to the wine bottle and took a deep breath¡ª"In order to drink good wine every day in the future, I wish  My brother is lucky every day!"

    Zhenyuan smiled and said, "That's right, I wish you meet another beautiful woman tomorrow, so that you don't have to compete with me."

    Shufu laughed and scolded: "Damn it, I am single-minded, like a single-minded woman in ancient times. I will never meet one and love the other. Unlike you Tiangong Road, Zhouzhou red-light district."

    Industrial Road is a well-known red light district in Fuzhou.

    Zhenyuan does not defend himself, neither admits nor denies, but smiles mysteriously, as if intending to portray himself as a master of love.

    Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door, and a male voice reminded: "Student, turn off the lights and stop talking. Go to sleep."

    Everyone knew that the people from the Student Union had come to make rounds, so they hurriedly wrapped the wine in their hands with blankets and clothes to prevent the smell of the wine from leaking out, and they were even more worried that they would come in, because the room was full of wine smells, and they would be found drinking when they came in.  Criticism is a must, and each person has to pay 50 yuan for the political class in the study class. The school will also take the opportunity to reward everyone with the opportunity to clean the most notorious sanitary area in the school.  Fortunately, the person who checked the room only gave a verbal warning outside the door and said no noise in the dead of night, and did not enter the room to check.

    Zhiguang hurriedly said to the door perfunctorily: "Oh, I see, we will go to bed right away."

    When the people from the student union left, everyone was relieved.  Zhiguang complained to Liu Cheng: "It's all your fault. Get out the wine so early. If they come in, it will be over. Then you will pay the 50 yuan for the study class for me."

    Liu Cheng insisted: "What are you afraid of? I'm not afraid of Li Zhiqing (principal). I'm also afraid of those young bird people."

    Before he finished speaking, everyone warned him to keep his voice down.

    Everyone continued the topic just now. Zeming was knowledgeable about history and said with a smile: "If it is like in ancient times, men can have three wives and four concubines, Brother Fu thinks it will not be a problem to treat guests every day."

    Everyone laughed.

    Shufu smiled and said: "That's impossible, it's impossible to turn back time. I want to go back, but I can't go back. Besides, I don't want three wives and four concubines, as long as I catch up with me at the same table, I will be satisfied."

    After hearing Zeming's words, Tang Xiaoqiang, who was taciturn and timid, who had been drinking silently by the side, was moved in his heart, thinking that he had finally waited for the opportunity to perform with confidence.

    Although he is so confident in his heart, his mouth and face are disobedient, his face turns red before he speaks, and his imaginary humorous tone becomes timid, and he said cautiously: "Actually, you don't need to go back to ancient times, and you can't go back even if you want to, brother Fu  You just need to go to Tibet, where the customs are not only polygamy, but also polyandry." After he finished speaking, he immediately hated himself for being useless, and he was so nervous when he spoke, but he was still a little excited and worried at the same time.  Some people tease themselves and demolish themselves.

    He is introverted and timid, with an always embarrassed look on his face, and his eyes dodge uncertainly, as if he is afraid that his life safety will be threatened at any time.

    But this time he succeeded, everyone not only laughed earth-shatteringly, but also laughed the most sly smiles in their lives. They asked about the custom of polygamy in Tibet, and their eagerness to try was as enthusiastic as stockholders snapping up stocks that had grown so rapidly.

    It can be seen that men are dissatisfied. They are always staring at the pot while eating the bowl - although some of them don't even have to eat the bowl now, but they have already taken precautions to worry that their bowl is too small - except for luck  At this moment, his heart is not half-hearted because of the temptation of polygamy, but this may only show that Xu Xiaoling's beauty is extraordinary and refined, but it does not mean that Yang Shufu's character is pure, because pure beauty can make people feel like water  .

    Zhenyuan asked eagerly: "Wow, Chief She, if I go to Tibet, can I marry three wives and four concubines?"

    "It doesn't seem to work, it seems that only Tibetans can do that."

    "No, the head of the house, I usually treat you so well, but you actually told me such heartbreaking news, how can you tell me to live!"

    Zhiguang smiled and said, "Just give up, you're such a bear, and you still want to embrace Tibet, pick up trash and dedicate yourself to environmental protection."

    Zhenyuan stood up and went to fight Zhiguang.

      Zeming said: "Since Brother Yuan is so ambitious, you might as well get married and go to Tibet. Maybe some sisters from another family will also fall in love with you."

    "That's right. Considering my talents, it's not a problem at all. I'm willing to go all out for a woman. If I marry, I will marry."

    Shufu scolded: "Damn, then you don't fucking want to rob Xiaoling from me?"

    Zhenyuan thief smiled and said: "Grab it, why not grab it! But if two Tibetan beauties fall in love with me at the same time, then it's okay not to grab it. But now my luck hasn't come yet, so grab it first and then talk about it."

    Degui scolded: "Your mother, you are too greedy, you don't have enough hearts to swallow an elephant."

    Zhiguang, Zheng Feng, Jianbin and Zeming all agreed that he was too carefree.

    Liu Cheng said: "Brother Yuan is really great, I wouldn't marry even if I was killed."

    Ze Ming said: "How can you compare with others, he is a lover, he can't do anything for women!"

    Zhiguang criticized the traitor: "You are not much better, how did the teacher teach you, huh? The teacher taught you to be a newcomer with ideals, culture, morality, and discipline, and resolutely eradicate the deep-rooted  The feudal thinking, not to let you applaud the feudal thinking, you are fucking better, thinking about three wives and four concubines."

    Ze Ming said: "Your mother, drink your bar, be careful I will castrate you. I was just joking, unlike you, I only dare to think about it in my heart, and dare not even say it. Oh, yes, maybe it is not no  Dare to say it, but know that I can't do it, so I don't say it, so as not to be sad."

    Everyone laughed again.

    Zhiguang scolded: "Fuck you, don't want to mess around!"

    "How about it, don't you agree, don't you agree with bottle blowing?"

    Zhiguang immediately relented, and said: "Uh¡ª¡ªforget it, such a good wine can't be blown, it needs to be tasted slowly to get its taste, do you understand?"

    "I think you're scared, so be honest if you don't have the capacity for alcohol." Zhiguang could endure these words, but it must be true that there is nothing to be proud of, not to mention that he drank Erguotou.  But what Zhenyuan said next: "Oh, Zhiguang is like this, no matter what it is, as long as you scare him with wine, he will obediently dare not say a word."  Damn it, if the tiger doesn't show its power, it will treat me as a sick cat! Let's do it first, dare you?"

    Zeming showed no sign of weakness, and was about to finish his toast, Shufu hurriedly persuaded: "I'll forget it, you must know that this is Erguotou, not beer. I don't care if you drink beer as water, but Erguotou can't."

    Liu Cheng Zhenyuan urged: "What are you afraid of? It's just a bottle of Erguotou. Don't say Erguotou for a big man, it's Sanguotou. When it's time to blow the bottle, you still have to blow it down."

    The rest of the people supported Shu Fu's opinion and advised them to drink less.  The two were unmoved, without saying a word, picked up the wine and poured it into their stomachs, as if they were thirsty and drinking water after playing football. Everyone was dumbfounded and praised them.  After drinking, both of them said they were refreshed and continued to save face.

    Shufu doesn't know how to drink, but he consciously understands the beauty of drinking, knowing that wine is drunk when he meets his confidant, and a thousand glasses are too few; when you are leisurely, there are two or three close friends who will drink with you, sip and get drunk, as you like  If you are happy, then you will be happy and happy.

    What he is intoxicated by is only the poetry of drinking, and if he is really asked to practice it, he will not be able to do it if he is killed. Even if he drinks without touching his tongue, he will feel like he is asking for trouble.  He was eager to practice the guitar, and he wanted to play it for Xiaoling.

    Do you want to stop everyone?

    He took the guitar to the balcony, closed the door leading to the bedroom, blocked the noise inside, and didn't let them disturb him-Missing always takes silence as his home.

    A rare round of bright moon, I only hate the many street lamps, not only illuminate the serious night, but it is riddled with holes, the night is not like night, like a beggar in rags, which adds to the sense of visual noise  .  But it was much quieter than during the day.

    In the city, such moonlight is really hard to find. It is a pity that I did not take a walk with Xiaoling to enjoy the moon tonight. I have let down Yue Lao¡¯s good intentions, and I must make up for it in the future.

    Before I met Xiaoling, whenever the moonlight was clear and the stars were shining brightly, I always wanted to have a romantic friend who would walk with me and talk to each other. At that time, I just felt that such a beautiful thing, like the day of graduation and liberation, was out of reach.  Now it seems that the dream is in front of her eyes, as long as she reaches out, she can hold her hand for a lifetime.

    Played a song "Romance De Amor".

    The clear and moving melody, flying like butterflies in the night sky, sets off the silence of the night even more, like gorgeous fireworks blooming silently in the dark night where you can't see your fingers.

    Shufu, who has just opened his heart, is intoxicated in his own music. At this time, let alone he can play the guitar, even if he is just a beginner who knows nothing, he will feel that the sound of the piano is melodious and mesmerized.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)Address: www.hlnovel.com
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