With so many teachers here, you naturally can't fight such a bet, which makes Yang Xie quite regretful. He really wants to see Xu Zhuoyang running around the school...

The dishes were served up like that, and Zhao Tiancheng had spent a lot of money. With such dishes, it would cost about 1,300 yuan per table. In addition, the amount of wine they drank could not be said to be a small amount.

As a result, Zhao Tiancheng's face became more arrogant and he also spoke with a hint of boasting.

Chinese food and drinking are the eternal theme, especially after the college entrance examination, many people also want to take this opportunity to show that they are no longer the little kid, so there are not many dishes, and many people have already started to drink.

The ones who were toasted the most were naturally several teachers, and the next ones were those beautiful girls. However, girls always had their advantages. When others drank it all, they just wet their lips slightly. After a few rounds, they would not get drunk. The slightly drunk pink cheeks added to their appearance.

As for Yang Xie's table, Xu Zhuoyang kept pulling Yang Xie to drink, and Yang Xie refused everyone. As long as Xu Zhuoyang asked, he would eat it in one gulp. Anyway, Xiao Yao said that with the alcohol content of this beer, he would probably not get drunk until tomorrow.

Xu Zhuoyang seemed to see some clues, and his eyes turned, and he smiled and said, "Yang Xie, you have a good alcohol tolerance, so drinking beer is not interesting. Why don't we just drink it white?"

Xu Zhuoyang's home is a wholesale liquor. Zhao Tiancheng's Shuiyun Pavilion Hotel is the goods picked up from Xu Zhuoyang's home, so Xu Zhuoyang acts as if he is following his leader. He just got Zhao Tiancheng's instructions to let Yang Xie "express" well...

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

But Yang Xie didn't mind, Ye Yunong couldn't stand it anymore. She frowned her beautiful eyebrows and was about to speak, but Song Xiaojiang directly opened a bottle of white wine and sneered: "Xu Zhuoyang, you and Yang Xie have drunk so many cups, so you can't be more than one or the other, right? Let's drink a little?"

"Okay, how do you drink it?"

"Or how much do I drink, how much do you drink?"

"OK!"

The conversation between the two with a little smell of gunpowder immediately attracted the attention of many people, many people even started to cheer, and some even shouted: "Blow the bottle! Blow the bottle!"

Song Xiaojiang took a deep breath and smiled, "Since everyone is so kind, I'll just blow one!"

Song Xiaojiang stood up, raised his head, poured the wine into his throat. The wine in the bottle was rapidly decreasing. Soon, an empty wine bottle was immediately 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 alcohol tolerance, the wine was 52°. Such a terrible drink would scare people...

Xu Zhuoyang's face was also a little pale. Such white wine was filled with one pound. If he drank it slowly, it would be fine if he drank one pound, but if he blows a bottle, it would be a little difficult...

Song Xiaojiang skillfully opened another bottle of white wine, stuffed it into Xu Zhuoyang's hand, and smiled and said, "Drink, don't be polite, there is not enough..."

"Drink! Drink! Drink!"

Many people are making excuses, including girls. Song Xiaojiang's actions just now are quite heroic. The bursting momentum made some girls' eyes lit up. Although Song Xiaojiang has gained a little weight, he can still give people a sense of security.

Of course, the premise is that he did not lift up his clothes like he is now and dance the so-called belly dance...

Xu Zhuoyang gritted his teeth. If he didn't drink it in front of so many classmates, he would never be able to raise his head in front of his classmates again. It would be better to try it out. Maybe he is in good condition today or not!

Xu Zhuoyang also slowly poured the white wine into his mouth. The first few sips felt the wine was mellow, but it was hard to bear it. Xu Zhuoyang changed several breaths and finally drank the bottle of white wine. He put the bottle heavily on the table, but his belly was already churning up and down...

"Okay, he's a man!" Zhao Tiancheng laughed. As the first and only classmate in the class to approach him for the time being, he naturally had to support him. He looked at Song Xiaojiang with a little provocation in his eyes and said with a smile: "Xiaojiang is really good at drinking, why don't I brag about you too?"

This is purely a typical replenishment method. The legendary shameless approach is that Song Xiaojiang has drunk a pound. Even if he has a good alcohol tolerance, he has gone 70% to 80%. Zhao Tiancheng has always drunk a lot and it is not impossible to work hard to get a pound.

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

Everyone needs to step on some stepping stones when they are on the rise. Today, Song Xiaojiang is the stepping stone for his own fame!

"Wait." Song Xiaojiang reached out to stop Zhao Tiancheng, with a playful smile on his face: "Zhao Tiancheng, if you treat you today, I should have given you this face and blow another bottle, but Xu Zhuoyang just said, how much I drink, how much he drinks, and he and I are not over yet!"

"Come on, who is afraid of whom..." Xu Zhuoyang's tongue had already begun to be knotted, but those who had drunk alcohol could not tolerate others' stimulation. Song Xiaojiang only had a slight teasing, and Xu Zhuoyang couldn't stand it anymore.

Song Xiaojiang smiled proudly, and under everyone's eyes, he directly poured the whole bottle of white wine into his stomach. It was still the same rhythm, neither hurry nor slow, but he drank the whole bottle very firmly. When he shook the bottle mouth downward, there was no drop of wine left inside...

Everyone was already stunned on the spot. The two bottles of white wine that had blown in succession were about to get a burning stomach, right?

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

Xu Zhuoyang's eyes suddenly turned red. He opened a bottle of white wine without hesitation and poured it directly into his stomach. Unfortunately, his condition had reached its peak. After swallowing a few mouthfuls, he couldn't stand the vomiting that surged from the bottom of his heart. He covered his mouth and ran to the toilet...

Song Xiaojiang was like a general who returned from a victory in the war, and opened another bottle of wine and said calmly: "Zhao Tiancheng, it's your turn now. Do you drink as much as I drink?"

Zhao Tiancheng's mouth twitched. The feeling of winning was gone. God knew how much wine could be contained in this human-shaped wine jar. Judging from his posture, he clearly wanted to blow a bottle...

Zhao Tiancheng laughed awkwardly and quickly poured a small cup for both of them and said, "No need, let's drink a cup together..."

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

Zhao Tiancheng breathed a lot of relief. He clearly heard Song Xiaojiang mutter: "Such a little wine is not enough to hold the gap between his teeth..."

Zhao Tiancheng ran away in a panic. Before Yang Xie left, he patted Song Xiaojiang on the shoulder and smiled: "I didn't expect that you have a good alcohol tolerance. Hey, your eyes are so red. Why do you still have tears in your eyes? Is it because you love too deeply?"

"Wool!" Song Xiaojiang gritted his teeth: "Help me to the toilet, labor and capital will vomit!"

Yang Xie: "..."
Chapter completed!