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Chapter 47

With so many teachers here, such a bet cannot be made, which makes Yang Xie quite regretful. He really wants to see Xu Zhuoyang running around the school...

The dishes were all served, and Zhao Tiancheng had spent a lot of money. With such dishes, a full table would cost about one thousand three thousand, plus the drinks, it can't be said to be a small amount.

As a result, Zhao Tiancheng's expression became more arrogant, and his words also contained a hint of bragging.

Eating and drinking are always the main theme in China, especially after the college entrance examination. Many people also want to take this opportunity to show that they are no longer the little kids, so before a few dishes are served, many people are already drinking.

Coming.

The ones who were toasted the most were naturally a few teachers, followed by the pretty girls, but girls always have their advantages. Others drank it all in one gulp, but they only needed to wet their lips a little for a few rounds.

When I got down, I was not drunk at all, and my slightly tipsy pink cheeks only added to my beauty.

As for Yang Xie's table, Xu Zhuoyang kept dragging Yang Xie to drink. Yang Xie would not refuse anyone who came. As long as Xu Zhuoyang brought it up, he would immediately drink it. Anyway, the little demon said that with the alcohol content of this beer

, I’m afraid I won’t be drunk until tomorrow.

Xu Zhuoyang seemed to have seen some clues. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Yang Xie, I see that you have a good drinking capacity. There is no point in drinking beer. Why don't we just drink something white?"

Xu Zhuoyang's family wholesales liquor, and Zhao Tiancheng's Shuiyunge Hotel picked up the goods from Xu Zhuoyang's family. That's why Xu Zhuoyang acted like he was following his lead. He had just received Zhao Tiancheng's signal to let Yang Xie take care of himself.

"Perform"...

Yang Xie also saw Xu Zhuoyang's intention, but he did not expose it. If he drank like this, it was not certain who would drink first. He was happy to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.

But Yang Xie didn't mind, but Ye Yunong couldn't stand it anymore. She frowned her beautiful eyebrows and was about to speak. Song Xiaojiang opened a bottle of liquor and sneered: "Xu Zhuoyang, you and Yang Xie drank."

With so many cups, we can’t favor one over the other, right? How about we drink a little?”

"Okay, how do you drink it?"

"How about you drink as much as I drink?"

"OK!"

The heated conversation between the two immediately attracted the attention of many people. Many people started to boo, and some even shouted: "Blow the bottle! Blow the bottle!"

Song Xiaojiang took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Since everyone is so enthusiastic about fisting, I will blow one!"

Song Xiaojiang stood up, raised his head, and poured the wine down his throat. The wine in the bottle was rapidly decreasing. After a while, an empty bottle was placed on the table by Song Xiaojiang.

The onlookers were completely shocked, and Yang Xie was also a little surprised. Although he had always known that Song Xiaojiang had a good drinking capacity, this wine was 52°. Drinking like this would scare people...

Xu Zhuoyang's face was also a little pale. This kind of liquor comes in a pound. If he drinks it slowly, he will have no problem drinking a pound. But if he blows the bottle, it will be a little difficult...

Song Xiaojiang skillfully opened another bottle of liquor, put it into Xu Zhuoyang's hand, and said with a smile: "Drink, you're welcome, if it's not enough..."

"Drink! Drink! Drink!"

Many people were making noises, including many girls. Song Xiaojiang's actions just now were quite heroic. The burst of momentum made some girls' eyes light up. Although Song Xiaojiang was a little fatter, he could still give people a warm welcome.

A sense of security.

Of course, the premise is that he doesn't lift up his clothes and dance the so-called belly dance like he is doing now...

Xu Zhuoyang gritted his teeth. In front of so many classmates, if he didn't drink, he would never be able to hold his head up in front of his classmates again. He might as well give it a try. Maybe it's not necessarily that he was in good condition today!

Xu Zhuoyang also slowly poured the white wine into his mouth. The first few sips still felt the mellow aroma of the wine, but then it became unbearable. Xu Zhuoyang took several breaths and finally drank up the bottle of white wine. He placed the bottle heavily on the table.

Go up, but my stomach is already churning up and down...

"Okay, he's a man!" Zhao Tiancheng laughed. As the first and the only student in the class to come closer to him, he naturally wanted to support him. He looked at Song Xiaojiang with a hint of emotion in his eyes.

Provocatively, he said with a smile: "Xiao Jiang is such a good drinker, how about I drink some wine with you?"

This is purely a typical refill. It is said to be extremely shameless. Song Xiaojiang has already drunk a pound. Even if he has a good drinking capacity, he is still 70% to 80% drunk. Zhao Tiancheng has always drank a lot and worked hard to drink.

Jin, it's not impossible.

The key to drinking is to be energetic. Although it is difficult to drink one pound by yourself, can Song Xiaojiang be able to drink another pound?

Everyone needs to step on some stepping stones to reach the top. Today, Song Xiaojiang is the stepping stone to his own fame!

"Wait a minute." Song Xiaojiang stretched out his hand to stop Zhao Tiancheng, with a joking smile on his face: "Zhao Tiancheng, you are treating me today. I should have given you this honor and blew another bottle, but just now Xu Zhuoyang said, how much should I drink?

, no matter how much he drinks, I’m not done with him yet!”

"Come on, who is afraid of whom..." Xu Zhuoyang's tongue has already begun to get knotted, but a drunk person cannot tolerate being stimulated by others. Song Xiaojiang just teased Xu Zhuoyang a little bit, and Xu Zhuoyang couldn't stand it anymore.

Song Xiaojiang smiled proudly, and under the wide-eyed gazes of everyone, he poured the whole bottle of liquor directly into his stomach. He still drank the whole bottle with the same rhythm, neither hurry nor slowness, but extremely determined.

It was all gone. When he shook the bottle mouth downward, there was not a drop of wine left in it...

Everyone was stunned on the spot. After blowing two bottles of liquor in succession, their stomachs were about to burn, right?

Song Xiaojiang didn't say a word, but just raised his fingers at Xu Zhuoyang...

Xu Zhuoyang's eyes suddenly turned red. He opened a bottle of white wine regardless of it, and poured it directly into his stomach. Unfortunately, his state had reached its extreme. After taking a few mouthfuls, he couldn't bear the surging feeling from the bottom of his heart.

Feeling vomiting, I covered my mouth and ran to the toilet...

Like a general returning from a victorious battle, Song Xiaojiang opened another bottle of wine and said calmly: "Zhao Tiancheng, it's your turn now. Do you drink as much as I drink?"

The corner of Zhao Tiancheng's mouth twitched. The feeling that he had a sure victory was gone. God knows how much more wine this human-shaped wine jar can hold. Looking at his posture, it was clear that he still wanted to blow the bottle...

Zhao Tiancheng sneered and quickly poured a small cup for both of them, saying: "That's not necessary, let's have a drink together..."

Zhao Tiancheng drank it all in one gulp. Song Xiaojiang looked at the small cup in his hand, muttered a few words, and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhao Tiancheng breathed a big sigh of relief. He clearly heard Song Xiaojiang mutter: "This amount of wine is not enough to fill the gaps between teeth..."

Zhao Tiancheng fled in embarrassment. Yang Xie walked away, patted Song Xiaojiang on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you have such a good drinking capacity. Hey, why are your eyes so red? Why are there still tears in your eyes?"

?Is it because you love too deeply?"

"Wool!" Song Xiaojiang gritted his teeth: "Hurry and help me to the toilet, I'm going to vomit!"

Yang Xie: "..."
Chapter completed!
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