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Zhang Song led Tan Bin and to a seat, and indicated that they were all his good friends, not to be too formal, and to be more casual.

The usually carefree Su Xiang complained to Zhang Song at this moment: "Why did you take so long? I've already lost a few hundred.

"Haha, who told you to be cocky? Who previously threatened to knock us down one by one? This is only a small amount of interest." Bao Hanyong laughed and ridiculed Su Xiang.

"You, don't worry. I guarantee that you will be the first one to fall." Su Xiang said as he gnashed his teeth at Bao Hanyong.

"Alright, let's see what you two look like. You guys aren't paying attention to the situation. There are still friends here." Zhang Fei reminded.

"What, you don't want to introduce these two friends of yours to us?" Zhang Jun smiled at Zhang Song.

"This is the Tan Bin that I told you about before, and this is the new student Dongfang Yi who I met not too long ago." Zhang Song pointed at Tan Bin and looked at Zhang Jun as he spoke. Although he was speaking to Zhang Jun, everyone in the room heard him.

Thus, Zhang Jun, the Koreans, and Dongfang Yi introduced themselves simply.

Zhang Song who was listening patiently by the side seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said to Zhang Jun: "You would never have thought that Dongfang Yi's zither skill would reach such a level, and is comparable to you."

"Oh? To be able to receive the praise of your master, I believe her zither skills will not be bad. When we have time in the future, I hope that we can spar and exchange pointers. " The first few words were said towards Zhang Song, but the last few words that they exchanged were words of praise as they looked at Dongfang Yi.

"On the car just now, Zhang Song said that your zither skills can be said to be at the master level, and you were even addressed as the prince of the piano. Your reputation is better than meeting others, if I had the time, I would have learned from you." Dongfang Yi said humbly.

"Hehe, that's great. In front of a true master, how could I dare to call myself a master?" Zhang Jun stared at Zhang Song and said.

Dongfang Yi followed Zhang Jun's gaze and looked over, the person Zhang Jun was referring to was clearly Zhang Song. She was even more curious about Zhang Song now, she never thought that he had hidden his strength so deeply that even she had not realised that he was a pianist expert. Thinking about it carefully, she felt that Zhang Jun was right. If not for a person who was proficient in music, how could he have understood the mysteries of piano performance?

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about it anymore. We've already waited for so long. I believe that everyone is hungry too. Let's go to the table." Zhang Jun changed the topic.

With Zhang Jun's words, everyone walked to their seats and sat around the spinning table. Su Xiang pressed a small white button on the wall, and everyone started to chat while the dishes had yet to be served. After chatting for a while, they heard someone knocking on the door. Su Xiang quickly said, "Come in!" The door was pushed open, revealing a very beautiful face. Only to see a bashful expression on her slightly flushed white face. This wasn't an act, but a natural expression of her face. Her beautiful figure was completely accentuated by her waiter's attire. In her hand was a plate of steamed rattan steak.

The waitress walked over unhindered, placed the dishes on the table, and left after changing her clothes. Very quickly, the dishes had already been served.

Seeing the gathering of these old friends, Zhang Song could not help but feel at a loss.

Su Xiang saw through Zhang Song's thoughts and hurriedly said, "Come, now that the dishes are all here, we can start drinking. I didn't eat very well this morning, so I was just waiting for this meal. "

When Zhou Xinmin heard it, he immediately reached out and held it tightly with him. Looking at him, he said, "Monkey, heroes think alike. As he spoke, he picked up the cup of wine he poured for himself and started drinking with Su Xiang. It was the same for him. He didn't have much to eat in the morning and only had an empty stomach to wait for this meal! Monkey was the nickname everyone gave Su Xiang.

When the few of them saw this, they immediately raised their cups and toasted as well. Then they all picked up their chopsticks and started eating the dishes on the table. Zhang Jun ate a piece of scalding hot beef, looked at everyone and said, "Just eat, add it at any time after you finish eating."

When everyone heard their host speak like this, they no longer dared to be polite and began to wolf down their food. Everyone ate and drank, but at the beginning, they did not compete with the alcohol. They wanted to fill up their stomachs first. After eating about seventy to eighty percent of his fill, he saw Su Xiang holding onto a cup of wine, and holding it in front of Bao Hanyong: "Foolish brat, let's do it."

Hearing that, Bao Hanyong seemed to go all out, without any hesitation, he picked up the wine from the ground and drank a cup with Su Xiang. Then, Su Xiang respectfully respected the rest of the people one by one. After downing more than ten cups of white wine, his expression did not change at all.

It seems that everyone wanted to drink this monkey Su Xiang down today, so at this time, everyone started their battle. One by one, they attacked Su Xiang, and even Tan Bin, whom everyone had just met, joined in.

Su Xiang did not say anything. After clinking cups with everyone, he finished the wine in his cup. Under Su Xiang's power, everyone was knocked down one by one by Su Xiang, all the way until Zhang Jun, who seemed to be more or less done for, but still managed to drink eighty percent of the liquor before falling down, lying on the table like a pile of mud. He would occasionally burp his wine and say, "Come, let's dry it." At the same time, he gestured with his hands.

Seeing that Su Xiang had finally fallen down, Zhang Jun stood up, looked at Zhang Song and said: "Hehe, hehe, don't blame me for it, us brothers already promised, you must also get drunk."

Zhang Song understood what he meant, and immediately said loudly: "Alright, today I will sacrifice my life to accompany you." As he said that, he grabbed a bottle of wine beside him and gave it to Zhang Jun. Then, he took out a full bottle and said to him, "Drink it all up. As he said this, he raised the bottle and the two of them started drinking.

Originally, Zhang Song's tolerance for alcohol was very poor, but after training with these drunkards, it could obviously be considered to be of a good rank. After drinking the wine, Zhang Jun followed the crowd and fell onto the table. At the same time, Zhang Song also became a little drunk, and his mind started to become a little blurry.

This reunion dinner ended when all the boys fell down drunk together. After Cao Jia paid the bill, with the assistance of the restaurant's attendants and security, he helped the drunk people into the car. A few girls drove the sleeping people into the school.

After parking the car, everyone carried the group, who had no idea what was going on, and walked towards their dorm room.

Compared to the rest, Zhang Song was still relatively awake. With Dongfang Yi's support, he slowly approached the boy's dormitory.

Right at the corner, Zhang Song who was a little blurry suddenly woke up. He had a feeling that someone was secretly watching him, and under the stimulation of the alcohol, Zhang Song became intoxicated once again, when he saw the blurry figure of a stranger that he had never seen before, slowly walking away. Zhang Song stopped himself from moving, and shook his head with all his might.

Drunk, extremely drunk. Zhang Song didn't know how long it had been since he had been this drunk. During the period of time that Mu Xinyi left, he wanted himself to be completely drunk everyday, but he couldn't. But today he was drunk, not only because he was happy with his brothers, but also because of some other reason?

People who said that they were drunk were actually somewhat sober. In fact, it was only because they weren't completely drunk. They were only drunk to the point that they didn't want to get drunk at all. But if you were really drunk, you would fall asleep like a dead pig, and wake up as if nothing had happened. Only by getting drunk like this could he make people forget about his troubles and forget about everything.

Zhang Song fell into a deep sleep. He really did not know anything else.

At night, the sky was obscured by the dark curtain of the night. The moonlight was dim and the rain was drizzling in the sky. A slight breeze blew through the hot summer and brought a cool feeling to the people.

In his haziness, Zhang Song had a dream. was quietly standing in front of him, watching him. Even though he was close, he felt that he was so far away that he couldn't even catch up to him.

Just as Zhang Song was about to speak, Mu Xinyi's figure slowly floated backwards. Zhang Song was extremely anxious and quickly extended his hands out to grab onto Mu Xinyi, who was about to leave, but everything happened in the opposite direction. No matter how hard tried to call him, he was unable to stop Mu Xinyi's indifferent silhouette that was flying far away.

Watching Mu Xinyi's disappearing figure silently, Zhang Song cried, like a lost child crying in fear, causing others to feel pity for him.

The morning sunlight shone into the room, gentle and dazzling. Zhang Song opened his eyes with a headache, and then fiercely rubbed his temples. Being drunk was enough to make one forget all their worries, but not only did they still feel their worries after waking up, they also had to endure the feeling of being drunk that made their brains burst.

This dream felt so real, it made Zhang Song feel like it was from another world.

His thoughts flooded over like floodwaters. Two lines of tears that had yet to dry hung at the corners of his eyes. As clear-headed as he was at this moment, he once again thought of Mu Xinyi. He slowly closed his eyes, and tried his best to recall every moment he saw Mu Xinyi in his dream last night.

Some people will remember it, even if they forget his or her face, his or her voice, his or her smile, but every time they think of him or her, that feeling will never change. This separation might be ten years, twenty years, or even a lifetime. In the old days, they would talk nonsense together; they would "rob" one another of their snacks; they would rub together their ears; they would sing songs that they thought they liked to hear, even though they were out of tune … All of this had become memories of the past, the most precious gift they had left behind for each other.

Life, perhaps, is like this. What's the use of cowering in the midst of happiness and sorrow, filled with many things you don't expect and don't want to face? There was no lack of pleasure in seeing these things. After experiencing them, he would understand more, and he would slowly evolve and grow up in these things.