Chapter 92: Gala dinner

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A sudden straight shot hit Fang Juexia's heart.
He didn't expect that Pei Tingsong's freestyle would end with a sentence like this, so majestic, straightforward, and obscure.
The heart was so full that coffee and coffee started to blame.
In any case, he seems to be unable to escape the palm of Pei Tingsong.
The cafe's music salon ended at 5:30 pm, and Caledo returned to the second floor, waiting for the fans to leave under the staff's arrangement. Several big boys grilled on the window glass and waved to the fans who came home. Ling Yi also opened the window and shouted at them, "Be careful on the way back." As if they were not idols, they were ordinary friends, please come Guest singing and chatting.
They left smoothly after dark. Cheng Qiang fulfilled his promise and took six young cubs to eat barbecue at an expensive Japanese-style barbecue restaurant.
"Wow, Qiang brother gave it away today."
"Great, I want to eat a lot of wagyu today!"
I sat down in the private room where I had set my position, a long table, seven tatami mats, Jiang Miao, Lu Yuan, and He Ziyan sat in a row, Pei Tingsong, Fang Juexia, Ling Yi sat opposite them, and Xiaowen sat in the inner Over there, Cheng Qiang took a cushion and sat down on the outside. "Leave this throne for me. Please order it. The boss will also come. I will give you a meeting with your brother. It is estimated that it will be late. We Celebrate yourself internally. "
"I will save you money, Qiang brother." After Ling finished holding the menu, he ordered as crazy as he had not eaten meat for hundreds of years. Cheng Qiang's eyes widened.
"A little bit of the bar." Lu Yuan shouted, "I haven't had a drink for a long time, a little bit greedy."
"Little bit, happy today, and drink."
The dishes were slowly brought in. Cheng Qiang poured himself a glass of wine and made them all full. "Come here, we haven't had a dinner for a long time. Let's have a drink first."
Fang Juexia's wine volume, Pei Tingsong, was really worried, so he didn't pour him a high degree, only poured him a glass of strawberry wine, and looked at the degree is not high, should be fine. He also knew that he didn't believe too much, so he didn't drink a high number of alcohol.
"This is delicious." After the toast, Fang Juexia turned to Pei Tingsong with a small cup.
Pei Tingsong gave him a fried dumpling, "Drink less, you won't be able to eat anything for a while."
Cheng Qiang patted the table with emotion, "We have really experienced a lot in the past six months. But slowly it has gotten better and better, so that hard work will definitely bear fruit."
"Yes!" Xiaowen is the most popular.
Lu Yuan added: "Let's not just work hard."
He Ziyan smiled and said: "We are handsome!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha shameless." Ling Yi laughed while eating meat.
Cheng Qiang dragged the topic back, "Today, our celebration party, although very small, is our own people. But there are many good things, the first one is our" Lastsummer ", the first sales this month! Applause!
Everyone put down their chopsticks and applauded.
Fang Juexia is still a little slow, "Is it first?"
Pei Tingsong laughed, "You are still disconnected from the net."
"There is a second good thing, and you already know it. Congratulations to Caledo for being nominated by BMA! I looked at the list. There are four nominations, which has broken the history of the men's team!"
"Wow!" The news obviously made Carletto more happy than the previous one. Although it was only a nomination, it was already very, very affirmative for an idol boy group.
Especially for this group of boys who love music.
"God, can we participate in the awards by the end of the year?"
"I'm so excited, I'm going to start writing the acceptance speech now."
"Your boy remember it to me, the first one is to thank the agent." Cheng Qiang pointed to himself.
Jiang Miao poured another glass of wine to Cheng Qiang, dragging the topic back as if he had intentionally reminded him, "Brother Qiang, what about the third one?"
"The third thing is--" Cheng Qiang clapped his hands at the door and sat on the tatami with his expression on his face. As a result, seven people waited with him, and the atmosphere was suddenly awkward.
"Hey?" Cheng Qiang stood up and opened the door. "Why didn't you hear my signal?"
"Oh, I'm sorry." The waiter came in from the door, holding a very delicate cake in his hand.
"The third good thing is that we feel that Xia is going to have a birthday." Cheng Qiang sat down again. "Although it hasn't been turned yet, tomorrow evening, Ling Yi and Lu Yuan have other itineraries. Even if we can't get together late, let's go together today. "
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yi clapped and took everyone to sing a happy birthday song. Pei Tingsong took the birthday cap from the waiter's hand, which was easy to wear on Fang Juexia's head, like a little crown.
Fang Juexia didn't expect it at all. Recently, he has been busy with the new college, busy with publicity and various activities, he has long forgotten his birthday.
Everyone remembers it.
"Happy birthday to Jue Xia in advance!"
Ling Yi quickly took the opportunity to say: "I have sent your birthday present on your bedside table!"
Lu Yuan also nodded, "Me too, I have prepared for you in advance."
"Thank you." Fang Juexia's always quiet face with some cheerful expressions, he was not very good at expressing, so he poured himself a glass of pink strawberry wine, toasted everyone, and kept saying thank you.
Everyone chats while eating, from private life to gossip in the entertainment world, eating melons and having fun. For a while, which two stars are in the crew due to the drama, and for a while it is the rights struggle of large companies.
Jiang Miao was a worried life. He took a small clip to give everyone a barbecue. He ate almost and ate a new wave. Later they started to punch and play wine.
After the meat was finished, Cheng Qiang drank a little above his face, his face flushed red, and he began to care about the late chicken soup time. Everyone was cared about by him. Finally, he took a dangling wine glass and hit Fang Juexia. The cup, like an old father, said to him: "Jue Xia, you have to remember in the future, you have to rely on us to know what you have to do? Don't carry everything alone, how uncomfortable."
A cup of strawberry wine accumulated, Fang Juexia was also a little dizzy. When he nodded, his head became dizzy, "Uh ..."
"Yeah, Ju Xia." He Ziyan said, "Although we are not particularly reliable ..."
Ling Yi took the lead: "Who said, I can score."
Jiang Miao looked at him with a smile, "but we are your teammates. So if you have a hard time, you can rely on each of us."
Pei Tingsong very much agrees, tilting his head on Fang Juexia's shoulder, "Yes."
Fang Juexia was so leaned on by him, the whole person was tipped over, holding a half glass of strawberry wine in his hand, all spilled on Ling Yi.
"Hey hey!"
He Ziyan stretched his neck, "He seems to be drunk ..."
Lu Yuan frowned, "This is too fast."
Pei Tingsong hurriedly pulled up Fang Juexia. When he looked at the table, he drank almost two-thirds of the bottle of strawberry wine. "No, why are you drinking so fiercely."
Fang Juexia already had symptoms of smirk, "Barbecue, a little salty ... this, sweet."
Finished.
Pei Tingsong went back to the day when Shang Siri was drunk in the hotel last time, and now the tiger's mouth is hurting.
Fang Juexia became a child as soon as he drank, and he dared to do everything he said. He had to find a way to take him away, so as not to say anything that would make him regret tomorrow.
"Qiang Brother, you call." Jiang Miao grabbed Cheng Qiang's arm.
"Oh, oh the phone," Cheng Qiang took the phone upright, and when he looked at Chen Zhengyun, he happily received it. "Boss, we are still here, and we are almost eating."
"Ah, you're set, okay, okay, I'll take them here."
Hanging up the phone, Cheng Qiang had another vinegar stuffed peanuts, "Then, the boss has just finished over here, I have packed a ktv luxury box for you, your brothers have also gone, everyone will play together, not tonight Back to the dormitory. "
"Yeah! I want to play with Sansan!"
"This time I finally have my share!"
Fang Juexia was confused, listening to ktv, a little excited, "Sing? Do you want to sing?" His tongue was a little knotted, and he spoke vaguely like a child, "I, I can sing."
"I know you can sing." Pei Tingsong supported him. "Are you dizzy? Is it uncomfortable."
Fang Juexia wanted to say no, but he shook his head and felt dizzy again, so he didn't know whether he was dizzy or not, so he hummed twice.
What does hum mean? Pei Tingsong couldn't help crying or laughing.
"Let us go."
After tidying up, they called the car and prepared to go downstairs. Pei Tingsong held Fang Juexia all the way, just like supporting a little white snake with no long legs, every step walked crooked and trembling.
"Brother Qiang, he is too drunk, and it is choking enough, maybe it will be uncomfortable for a while."
Cheng Qiang also drank too much, and touched the roundness of Xinli, "Is it? Ah, that, that ..."
Pei Tingsong embraced Fang Juexia and asked him to lean on him. "I will take him back."
Jiang Miao asked him: "Then you are not going?"
"I happen to be a little uncomfortable." Pei Tingsong casually pulled a reason. Fang Juexia, who was drunk for this reason, heard, "Uncomfortable? Where are you uncomfortable, let me see ... hiccups."
He became milky and milky when he drank, and attached it to Pei Tingsong's body without any scruples, holding his arm like a sticky kitten.
"Come on for a while, ancestor." Pei Tingsong dragged him, feeling the door of the cabinet crumbling.
"You're so fierce." Fang Juexia was suddenly angry, blushing and grieved, "You don't like ..."
Pei Tingsong immediately covered his mouth, "I was wrong, I was wrong."
Like you, especially like you.
Pei Tingsong pinched the sweat for his tattered cabinet door.
Ling Yi, who was standing on the side, was a little surprised. "It turns out that it will become like this when Dr. Xia is drunk ..."
Lu Yuan snorted, "You are drunk and your loved ones, where are you?"
The car that was called in advance was late, and Cheng Qiang spoke with Pei Tingsong with a big tongue, and then sat in. Pei Tingsong nodded halfway with Fang Juexia, and the silly guy in his arms stretched his arms and said goodbye to them . After a while, their car came, and Pei Tingsong spent a lot of time to pull Fang Juexia up. He was grunting all the way, vomiting and holding.
Fortunately, the taxi driver was a middle-aged uncle, who didn't even know or doubt their identity.
It was really hard to take care of a drunk person, and Pei Tingsong worked hard to finally drag him home. There are only two of them in the dormitory. Fang Juexia was sitting on a small stool in the porch, shouting dizzy, Pei Tingsong squatted half, took off his canvas shoes and put it away. Every time Fang Juexia was drunk, their identity seemed to be reversed. Pei Tingsong became an elder brother, and Fang Juexia became a childish younger brother.
He occasionally enjoys this swap.
"Sleepy, I want to sleep." Fang Juexia rubbed his eyes.
"Sleep now?"
"I want to sleep!"
"Good." Pei Tingsong but he knew that this guy was drunken temper, picked him up straight, hugged him into the room, and put him on the sheet that was always clean and covered with no folds Bed.
"Sleep, we think Xia is going to sleep." While coaxing, he spread the quilt for Fang Juexia, "I'll get you wet and wipe your face with your towel."
"Don't go." Fang Juexia bite every word very hard. He grabbed his arm with his hand and became more powerful. "Don't go, I like you, you accompany me."
Pei Tingsong froze beside the bed.
Fang Juexia's face was red, her hands were hot, her smile was silly, and she was very beautiful, "I want ... want ..."
Pei Tingsong bent over and reached out to touch his forehead. "What do you want?"
"You!" His eyes were brightly illuminated by the lamp at the head of the bed, like the stars, and he opened the quilt obediently, pulling Pei Tingsong up, "Will you sleep with me, please?"
All such invitations have been made, and Pei Tingsong feels that he will not agree again, it is simply Liu Xiahui.
"Then ... if I were to get your bed dirty," he lay down and faced Fang Juexia, rubbing his face, "Do you mind?"
Fang Juexia kissed his lips, and then hiccupped childishly, straightforward and logical.
"You all stained me, and I didn't blame you."