Just like the one I used to use in the snail copy, the tableware in the hotel is also a knife and fork, and a white porcelain dish that allows you to serve food.

In addition, there is also a napkin next to it. If you have learned Western food etiquette, you should know how to store it, but Song Yingsheng certainly doesn't understand it. In his memory, there are only two uses of napkins-

One is to put it on the thigh to prevent the juice of the food from smearing his suit, and the other is to wipe his mouth because his face is covered in oil and rude to talk to others.

These can be mentioned in theory, or in other words, they just need to be abide by them on solemn occasions. This is just a graduation party, so Song Yingsheng felt that he would come whatever he wanted, so he threw the napkin aside. The friends who were traveling with him didn't say anything. After all, this is a gathering of Chinese people, so why should we adhere to the etiquette of Westerners?

There were a few students who were more elegant. They carefully laid out napkins. This was everyone's choice and there was nothing to say.

As for Gao Junyuan, he tried to learn clumsily, but when he saw Song Yingsheng throwing it aside, he followed him and ignored it.

Finally, it was Xu Yu, wait, what about Xu Yu? Song Yingsheng then realized that this young man, who was a little shorter than 1.7 meters tall, had already run over to get the food for the buffet before they could react.

Song Yingsheng and Gao Junyuannai looked at each other for a moment, searching for the figure of the young man among the crowd, and finally found that he was queuing in front of a steak stall.

In that stall, there were super large pieces of cooked beef that had been pre-fried. The chef would raise his hands and give each visitor a piece of pink tender steak. When Song Yingsheng and others arrived, there were already three pieces in Xu Yu's plate. This means that he had queued three times in total.

Song Yingsheng and others couldn't help but smile bitterly. How hungry is this guy! At least before coming to get the food, I would like to say to them! With this dissatisfaction, the two patted Xu Yu on the shoulder and questioned him.

"Ah, this." Facing the 'friendly' expressions of the two, Xu Yu giggled: "Aren't you hungry? Come and try it too. The steak is delicious, delicious."

"You must be so anxious if you taste delicious." Song Yingsheng said speechlessly, but he still followed him with a porcelain plate: "In this way, others will regard you as a starving ghost."

"But Brother Sheng, you taught me not to care about other people's opinions, right?" Xu Yu, who was put on a steak by the chef, responded casually.

"Well... it's true, then pretend I didn't say it." Song Yingsheng was speechless and silently placed the porcelain plate in front of the chef, then whispered: "Thank you."

A beautiful steak was immediately placed on his porcelain plate.

After getting the steak, it was time to part ways. Xu Yu went back to have a big meal, while Gao Junyuan and Song Yingsheng continued to wander around to see what was delicious.

First of all, some of the fewest people are currently interested in, namely fried rice, spaghetti, and meatballs, etc., which can be summarized by cooked dishes.

Next comes salads, including egg salad, salmon salad, and various flavors. You can also match the ingredients yourself. There are salad dressings, sesame paste, etc. next to them, so that you can make the taste yourself.

Of course, there are sushi, sashimi, seafood, and even barbecue. The variety of them is so complex that Song Yingsheng is dazzling. He can no longer remember how many dishes there are, so he can only choose one of them and try more as much as possible.

Otherwise, I would have lost money after paying nearly 1,000 yuan. Finally, I served a cup of black tea, and I followed the soldiers to hold a teacup and eat salmon salad in my mouth, which seemed to have a unique upper-class taste.

Oh, but this salmon didn't feel good. Song Yingsheng recalled that when he was a killer whale, the salmon were much better than what he ate now, so he made him shake his head and decided not to add them after eating them.

At the same time, hundreds of people on the court also tasted various dishes with Song Yingsheng. Some types, such as steak, were in short supply. As soon as they came out, they were divided up by the people in line. The people in the hotel could only keep making up to meet the needs of customers.

Even the fried rice that was not popular at the beginning was gradually swallowed up, which made people sigh, is this the appetite of young people? It's really terrible.

But that's the end. At the end, when Song Yingsheng finished eating the tempura in his mouth with sweet and sour sauce, he decided not to eat it anymore.

Well, overeating is not bad, but it is also unnecessary. After all, eating is satisfied and eating is happy is the purpose of eating a buffet. There is no need to force yourself to be full and eat crazily, which loses its meaning.

As for paying for the money, it is even more impossible. Even if you really earn it, the boss will only say, even if you lose, I will lose. The low price of the goods is often unimaginable to others.

So, happiness is the most important thing, and the rest are second.

Look, in fact, many people think so. When Song Yingsheng stopped the knife and fork, there were already people who took a step forward and put down the butcher knife. Some people were playing with their mobile phones, while others were taking photos everywhere, taking photos with teachers, and taking photos with classmates.

For example, the female classmates in front of Song Yingsheng were like this. Everyone took a photo with them, and the rain and dew were mixed, so Song Yingsheng did not refuse, so it was considered to be a memory.

But the next person was a little different. When she arrived, Gao Junyuan next to her couldn't help but cough a few times, and Xu Yu also said nothing. He ate the steak in his mouth, and the boys chuckled a few times, showing anticipated eyes.

Only Song Yingsheng touched his cheek, let out a breath, then turned his head and asked her with a less expression: "Hello, is there anything you need to ask me?"

"Well, your matching today is very good, Yingsheng." The girl said as if she had no words to find out: "Especially, your blue suit is really suitable for you. Did you choose it yourself?"

"No, it's someone else." Song Yingsheng responded honestly.

"Others...?" she asked unwillingly: "Is it a girl?"

"Yes." As soon as these words came out, the many eavesdropping boys and girls next to them took a breath, which made Gao Junyuan unable to help but show sympathy. Only Xu Yu continued to eat steak there.

"Then... OK." The girl's eyes seemed to be much lonely all of a sudden, as if she was crying anxiously: "Then can I still take a photo with you?"

"Yes." Song Yingsheng nodded, and then under Gao Junyuan's camera, a girl who forced a smile and a boy with a expressionless face completed a photo.

Then, the girl did not disturb Song Yingsheng and left the place silently and silently.

Everyone started talking again, and several male classmates couldn't help but say, "Yingsheng, you are so cruel, you just refused."

"Reject, what's the rejection? Didn't I take a photo?" Song Yingsheng pretended not to understand and responded softly.

"Bah, say this! We all know that she must like you, but you actually made up a girl to reject her. She was so pitiful." The male classmates couldn't help but sigh for the girl.

"...Why did it be fiction? I didn't make it. It was indeed the girl who chose it for me." Song Yingsheng still had the honest answer.

Those male classmates immediately looked at me: "So you have someone outside, so I can only blame Yu Mo for not being lucky."

"Yes, alas, I still think you are so handsome."

"What a pity, what a pity."

Song Yingsheng ignored this and just glanced at his phone silently.

In QQ, there was a contact person who had never been contacted in Yun Hu'an's conversation column. She posted a photo with Song Yingsheng just now and attached a sentence:

"Brother Ying Sheng, thank you for taking a photo with me. I hope you can get into the university you want to go to."

Song Yingsheng couldn't help but sigh and typed: "Thank you, so do you."

The conversation ends here.

This is a beautiful rejection, and Song Yingsheng doesn't want to delay others.

At this time, he was just drinking black tea, waiting for the end of the banquet.

But at this moment, someone suddenly came over to the dining table, making Song Yingsheng forced to raise his head and cheer up again.

He was the head teacher of everyone. He had been walking to chat with other teachers for a while before, but now he ran back and got a box of beer.

Then he distributed it and said, "Come on, how can a man not drink beer, drink it!"

The students were assigned one or two bottles. They also noticed that the head teacher's face seemed a little red and his speech was a little unscrupulous.

Therefore, some people doubted whether he was drunk or not, and some people reminded him: "Teacher, some of us are underage."

"Hey, I drank beer in elementary school back then, so there were so many..." The head teacher said, and suddenly realized that he was wrong: "Uh, you are right, only adults are allowed to drink it, and minors take it back and take it back!"

Therefore, the poor Xu Yu was forcibly snatched away the beer. He showed his pitiful eyes and had to continue drinking the juice in the glass.

Gao Junyuan looked at Song Yingsheng and exchanged eyes: "Do you drink?"

Song Yingsheng responded: "Look at them."

And with him, he looked in the direction of the head teacher and found that he had led the way and started drinking beer.

Then someone soon followed and started drinking. It can be seen that it was obviously not the first time some people had drunk it, and they drank it in big gulps, but there were also people, such as Song Yingsheng, who had never drunk it at all. But for such occasions, why don't you drink it?

So I took the initiative to pull up the bottle cap and gave Gao Junyuan a "cheering".

Well, I don’t know what the teacher chose. Anyway, Song Yingsheng, who was drinking it for the first time, felt a little bitter, a little sweet, and a little sweet.

Since we know that many people drink it for the first time, the class teacher is obviously a bit knowledgeable. We deliberately choose those sweeter beers, so that the first drinkers can quickly enter the mouth.

In addition, the beer is not very alcoholic, so people will not be afraid that it will harm their health. They will naturally taste it one after another, oh, except Xu Yu, because he is not eighteen years old.

When the quantity increases, it means that after people drink too much, Gao Junyuan's words will become more common.

He looked at Xu Yu, then at Song Yingsheng, and suddenly said:

"Brother Sheng, Xu Yu, suddenly I want to say something to you."

"What?" Xu Yu, who was still drinking orange juice, was a little confused.

"That's right, I want to say, don't forget each other if you are rich or noble." Gao Junyuan exclaimed: "I often heard that many high school friends cannot maintain friendship after they arrive in college. I don't want us to be like this."

"Especially for you, Brother Yu and Brother Sheng, your grades are better than me, so it will be even more difficult for me to go to a university similar to you. I can only hope that when I am poor in the future, you can help me."

"...why are you talking about this again?" Song Yingsheng, who had just drunk a glass of beer, obviously would not be drunk: "Don't you say it now? After 985, you can only give others 996."

"Yes." Xu Yu is the most sober person here: "What's more, we don't know if we can get to 985."

"How could it be impossible?" Gao Junyuan shook his head again: "Forget it, I know you are more modest. I just want to say that you should not forget everyone in the future. Remember to contact us..."

"That's for sure." Song Yingsheng smiled and took another glass of beer: "It's better to say that. You always think we will be rich. If you are rich, remember not to forget us."

"Yes, yes, that's it." Xu Yu also quickly added.

"What are you talking about? Of course I will not forget you!" Gao Junyuan was really drunk at this moment: "You are my best friends since high school. If I am well developed, what I said is if, how could I forget you!"

"That's right. Isn't this enough with your words?" Song Yingsheng was moved by his words: "Come on, stop talking, have another drink, and you won't return without getting drunk."

"Okay, drink again, drink again." Gao Junyuan opened another bottle of beer and drank it into his mouth. Xu Yu next to him picked up the cup full of juice and toasted them.

The three men made a simple promise today. What will happen in the future? At this moment, they obviously don’t know. They may be willing to be mediocre, but perhaps, the starting point of some big things has already happened here.

As for what kind of reality is, it can only be seen from you who are now and how you write about the future.

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Time passed a long time, and the banquet was about to end.

Gao Junyuan drank until the end, and seemed to be completely drunk. Song Yingsheng also felt that he had drunk too much. Although he could still maintain his rationality, he was still a little confused.

"Grass, drinking is a mistake." Song Yingsheng patted Gao Junyuan who was lying on the table, and woke him up with Xu Yu.

Fortunately, this good friend did not completely faint and could still walk, so they called Didi together and sent Gao Junyuan home uneasy. Then they parted ways and returned to their own homes.

When Song Yingsheng walked to his floor, his drunkenness had reached its peak at this time. He felt confused in his mind. Even when he went home, he just came back like a muscle memory. Now he was also fainting, walking in a straight curve, trying to open his door.

But no matter how he tried it, the key was just not inserted, which made him quite irritated. After he tried it a few times, someone suddenly patted him on the back, which made him even more bored. He quickly turned around and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Brother Yingsheng, what's wrong today?" The person who talked to him was Yun Hu'an, who was wearing a home clothes on the upper body and shorts and slippers on the lower body. When she saw Song Yingsheng, she asked this question a little worriedly.
Chapter completed!