"I don't know, are you satisfied with this turn of events?" Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the dumbfounded people around him, blinked his eyes and said with a calm and slow smile.

Xie Yingzhen took a deep breath, patted his chest and said, "It scared me to death. I really thought you were going to confess to Yanchen! I couldn't bear to see you being carried back drunk and crying tonight! Xiaoyu

Junior!"

Chang Yue was also shocked by Cheng Xiaoyu's long preparation and sudden turn at the end. Such a confession was really artistic. He couldn't help but said with admiration, "Monitor, I really admire you. Your confession skills are unparalleled."

Seeing that Pei Yanchen seemed to have a serious expression, Chang Yue quickly said, "Senior Pei, don't mind, our squad leader! He just likes to make a joke occasionally."

"What's the first word?" Yuan Yongshan pushed Xie Yingzhen beside her and whispered. She didn't quite understand what Cheng Xiaoyu said, and she didn't know why the atmosphere on the table suddenly became so subtle.

Seeing that something was wrong, Wu Fan quickly raised his glass and said, "Drink, drink, let's drink to the squad leader's wonderful story."

Pei Yanchen hid the superficial sadness in her heart, sneered, and said at her loudest voice today, "This joke is indeed funny, but fortunately it is just a joke."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Pei Yanchen's reaction was as expected, as it was in line with the script of the story.

Cheng Xiaoyu lowered his head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I lost my sense of proportion." He didn't know why he suddenly wanted to test Pei Yanchen like this, maybe because of her strange requests.

Pei Yanchen ignored Cheng Xiaoyu's apology and raised the glass with a cold face, pretending not to care. This was the second cocktail Cheng Xiaoyu ordered for her. The name was CityCoral, which was a blue liquid in a champagne glass.

The light blue spread like the light sea water in the breeze. She didn't dare to look at Cheng Xiaoyu, she was afraid that he would see that she was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. In fact, she really wanted to ask Cheng Xiaoyu: Why is this? But this is a question that only children can ask.

The problem is that she doesn't care about self-esteem or high profile. But she is no longer a child. As she grows up slowly, she has learned to disguise herself, take one step before others are alienated, become doubly indifferent when others are cold, and be more indifferent when others are cold.

When it arrived, he said loudly, "I don't want it at all!"

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't take it seriously. He raised his glass with a smile and clinked all the glasses before taking a sip and said, "I think the atmosphere today is not bad, so I just hurt myself to lighten the mood. I didn't expect you all can't take a joke."

"Damn, what you just said is true. I thought you were really going to confess your feelings! I almost thought I was going to go naked in the playground..."

Wu Fan was just halfway through speaking when he was immediately interrupted by Chang Yue who felt something was wrong. "Nude your sister! You are the worst thinker here. Come on, accompany me to the bathroom." Chang Yue stood up and pulled Wu Fan from his seat.

He got up, fearing that Wu Fan would spill the beans about the bet between Cheng Xiaoyu and a group of people to pursue the school beauty.

Although Wu Fan didn't want to go to the bathroom, seeing Chang Yue Lao winking at him, he could only stand up in a murmur.

Xie Yingzhen also stood up. It was almost time for her to perform.

Now Cheng Xiaoyu, Pei Yanchen and Yuan Yongshan were the only ones left on the long silver alloy table in the bar, so the atmosphere became slightly awkward, but walking away at this time would be too deliberate, so Yuan Yongshan could only lower her head and start playing with her mobile phone.

For such an occasion, it is very important to have something to talk about. Those small sentences can fill the gaps between people. Even if they are hypocritical, they still make people feel warm. Crowded is better than empty, after all.

Not desolate.

Cheng Xiaoyu was just about to tell a story about cocktails, but before he could say anything, he heard the voice of a strange man next to him, "Pei Yanchen!" Cheng Xiaoyu turned around and saw a man wearing a gray casual coat and a white high-top jacket.

The long-haired handsome guy wearing a sweater and beige casual pants looks like the melancholy young man with an artistic style like the Korean star Bae Yong Joon in my memory.

Yuan Yongshan also raised her head and said hello in surprise, "Senior Lei Xin!" Most of the girls knew this popular figure in the school. Legend has it that he knew many celebrities and was still filming his first movie.

The young man named Lei Xin smiled at Yuan Yongshan as a greeting.

Pei Yanchen turned around and glanced at the young man, frowned and said, "Is something wrong?"

Lei Xin smiled softly and said, "Someone said you were here. I didn't believe it. He sent a photo of your back, so I ran over from Nirvana to see if it was you."

Pei Yanchen responded coldly, "Oh." He was not looking at this artistic man with good looks and temperament.

Lei Xin didn't mind either, he just liked Pei Yanchen's attitude of refusing to accept people thousands of miles away. He didn't even bother to take a look at those who took the initiative to throw themselves into his arms, while others who could be chased after a few months were above.

After getting into bed, he started to feel bored, and it seemed that Pei Yanchen was the best. He felt that Pei Yanchen was the kind of girl who could control him, and this kind of girl was his true love. Lei Xin was not from the Conservatory of Music, so he

The first time he saw Cheng Xiaoyu, although Cheng Xiaoyu was sitting next to Pei Yanchen, he didn't think Cheng Xiaoyu had anything to do with Pei Yanchen. Judging from the appearance, they didn't match at all. Lei Xin took off his coat and held it in his hand.

Sentence "Can I sit down?"

Before Cheng Xiaoyu could answer, he pulled a chair over, hung his clothes on the back of the chair, and sat on the other side of Pei Yanchen. For Lei Xin, asking was polite, and sitting down was natural, because no one would refuse him.

Cheng Xiaoyu frowned and said nothing.

Lei Xin stretched his hand in the air, snapped his fingers, and shouted "waiter."

A handsome young waiter in a shirt and tie came over and said, "Sir, what do you need?"

"Bring me the wine list."

The waiter handed Lei Xin the brown leather-wrapped wine list tucked under his arm.

After taking it, Lei Xin casually glanced at the wine list and said, "There are some on the table. Let's have a glass of each, and make me a vesper."

The waiter obviously didn't understand much English and said, "Sir, what kind of wine did you order?"

"vesper." Lei Xin repeated it elegantly in his authentic London accent. Although China does not attach as much importance to English as in previous generations, most Chinese people feel that Chinese, the most widely spoken language, is the number one language in the world and belongs to China.

Pride. But the elite will still be proud to speak fluent British English, but if you speak American English, it will be quite lackluster.

The waiter obviously cannot be an elite, which is the average level in China. He knows twenty-six letters, knows "HI" and "BYEBYE" and at most can say "iloveyou". Logically speaking, as a bar waiter, he should know everything.

The English names of the drinks, but this is a clear bar with Chinese characteristics. They are not professional waiters, so they only know the English names of a few cocktails that customers often order, but they don't understand the more unfamiliar ones at all.

The waiter was a little overwhelmed by the current situation. He looked at Lei Xin, who was a little aloof. Just as he was hesitating about how to ask the guest to say his Chinese name, Cheng Xiaoyu helped him out and said softly to him, "He ordered it."

It's Vespa." The waiter glanced at Cheng Xiaoyu gratefully, then wrote the name of the cocktail, took the wine list and went to the bar.

Lei Xin still didn't look at Cheng Xiaoyu.

Naturally, Cheng Xiaoyu didn't like Lei Xin, a person with his eyes on the sky. But he had no intention of driving him away. He wanted to see how Pei Yanchen would deal with it.

After Chang Yue finished explaining to Wu Fan, he also returned to the table. Chang Yue saw that there was another person on the table. Looking at Lei Xin, he thought he was Cheng Xiaoyu's friend. He smiled and asked Cheng Xiaoyu, "Monitor, why don't you introduce your friend?"

Cheng Xiaoyu shook his head expressionlessly and said, "I don't know."

Chang Yue noticed that Cheng Xiaoyu had a different expression, and when he saw Lei Xin, who had a typical "tall, rich and handsome" appearance, sitting next to Pei Yanchen, he must be Pei Yanchen's friend, but he was on Cheng Xiaoyu's side anyway, so he became suspicious of Lei Xin, an uninvited guest like him.

Hostile, he smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "Are you a friend of Senior Pei? Hello. My name is Chang Yue."

Lei Xin looked at Chang Yue, who had his long hair tied back with a hairband and was wearing a Versace jacket and a belt with a large Louis Vuitton logo. He looked quite handsome and he felt that he had found the rightful owner. He also stood up from the chair.

He stood up and reached out to shake hands with Chang Yue. When their sleeves were pulled up by the extended arms, they each flashed the watches on their wrists.

Lei Xin is wearing a black IWC 379401 marine timepiece, while Chang Yue is wearing a sultry orange OMEGA Special 005. In terms of appearance, Chang Yue is slightly better, but

It doesn’t win by many. The price of both watches is around 300,000 yuan, and Chang Yue’s is slightly more expensive than 300,000 yuan.

Both of them looked away from the opponent's wrist, feeling that they had met their opponent. After the first move, Chang Yue took the lead.

Lei Xin sat down and said with a smile, "Chang Yue, are you also in the show?"

Chang Yue nodded and said, "I am from the Conservatory of Music, and like Senior Sister Pei, both major in violin."

Lei Xin took out a pack of limited edition Yellow Crane Tower from his pocket and spread cigarettes around, saying, "I am from the Directing Department of the Television and Film Academy, and I am the president of 'Art Soul'. Do you know Feng Jun from your department?"

"

Chang Yue took the cigarette from Lei Xin and nodded, "Senior Feng Jun? Most of the people in our music school know him!"

"Oh! That brat had a fight with me in the library last year. It seemed a bit similar to today. It was also to compete for position." Lei Xin said with a smile. He lit his own cigarette and did not light it for others.

He was still turning the golden Cartier lighter in his hand, and every time he hit it on the table, there was a clear and crisp sound echoing around.

Chang Yue didn't know much about what happened last year and could only chuckle and said, "Senior Feng Jun and I are not familiar with each other. It has nothing to do with me if he hits you or if you hit him." As a freshman in Shanghai Theater Academy, he has better connections with Lei Xin.

, Lei Xin, who had the home court advantage, almost crushed him. After the second move, Chang Yue lost a bit miserably.

It happened that at this time, the waiter came up with a tray of wine, and Lei Xin asked, "How much is it?"

The waiter respectfully returned, "Six hundred and seventy-three yuan."

Lei Xin took out his LV wallet from his pocket, with a large stack of red Chinese coins in it, ready to pay the bill.

Chang Yue quickly stopped him and said, "Senior is a guest, how can I ask you to pay the bill?" He took out his Hermès wallet from LV's bag, pulled out a platinum card from Hua Xia Bank, which was second only to the black card, and handed it to the waiter.

“Leave your card at the bar and swipe it first, then you can order whatever you want to eat or drink.”

Lei Xin smiled "haha". He always likes to use cash. He feels that it is more intimidating. His credit card limit is not high. There is no point in taking it out at this time, so he pretends not to care and says, "Then I

It’s better to be respectful than obey orders.”

In the third round, Chang Yue regained another round by comparing his momentum.

Cheng Xiaoyu sat on the chair and stared at the childish tricks of the two people. He felt that he couldn't bear to watch it, and he was about to suffer from embarrassment. But when he recalled, he had seen many of these things in bars. One time

Two tables facing each other who didn't know each other competed with each other to see who had more beauties in the booth and who had more wine on the table. They called the beauties in various ways and spent money to buy a table of wine. In the end, they all knew each other because of the beautiful woman they called.

, and then they got into a fight over something as trivial as where the girl should sit. He was also one of the fights, because he was the one who knew the beautiful girl.

Cheng Xiaoyu saw Lei Xin raising the cup in his hand to honor Chang Yue. It looked like there was going to be a drinking contest in the fourth round. After the two clinked the cups with a smile, Lei Xin took a sip of the vesper in the cup and immediately picked up the table.

He turned around and spit the wine into the tall ashtray, and said, "Can you drink this kind of rubbish cocktail? Do you want me to take you to Apothecary on the Bund to experience what a cocktail is?"

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