I'm the big president

The handsome Qin Jianxia came out of the toilet, and happened to meet the makeup artist of Green Cockscomb, and asked him to remove his makeup, put on his own outfit, put on a mask and hat, walked backstage to the auditorium, and found Han Yiyi's seat , quietly walked over and sat down on the empty seat beside her.

Han Yiyi was concentrating on the game in the stands, when she suddenly noticed that there was someone beside her, she turned her head and saw a sweet smile on her face.

Qin Yang asked in a low voice: "How many bottles have you drunk? Who is leading?" He had been tossing about in the background for about ten minutes just now, and he didn't know how much the two on stage had drunk.

Han Yiyi replied softly: "Both of them have finished the seventh bottle, Eisenhauer is ahead of two wind eels, and the polar bear seems to have not mastered the knack of releasing eels, catching eels is old, he can catch more than six every time , At most eight at a time, if you don't drop, you will catch up soon."

Qin Yang pressed down the brim of his hat with his hands, and said in a low voice: "Not necessarily, after all, I have drank seven bottles, every bottle of wine is a challenge to the limit, I guess the winner will be decided soon But in my heart I hope they drink to the last bottle."

"Why? Would it do you any good if they drank the last bottle?"

When Han Yiyi asked questions, she lowered her voice so low that only the two of them could hear it.

Qin Yang nodded, and said softly: "Of course, the final final is in the afternoon. The more they drink, the more alcohol they will be in trouble for a while, and my chances of winning the final in the afternoon will also increase a lot." He drank three bottles of Baja in total Got vodka, although this amount of wine is far from too much for him, but after drinking it, he feels his chest is on fire. This wine is too strong, and his body can't stand it if he drinks too much. It is also choking.

"Ok!"

Han Yiyi nodded, and reached out to hand over a paper bag.

Qin Yang took the bag and opened it. It was full of bright yellow popcorn, exuding a buttery smell. He reached out and grabbed two, and stuffed them along the edge of the mask.

The two on the stage had already finished their eighth bottle of vodka. Eisenhauer obviously shook his head, and slowly put his hands into the figure-of-eight holes. At this moment, Andnolev on the opposite side also After finishing the eighth bottle of vodka, I put two furry palms into the splay hole.

Ten seconds, the whole process of putting the wind-catching eel into the wooden barrel at the foot must be completed, the time is very tight, if there is a slight delay, the ten seconds will pass, the result will be voided, and a bottle of wine will be drunk in vain.

Whoa!
Eisenhauer was the first to pull his hand out of the mouth of the barrel. He held four wind eels in his left hand and three in his right hand. This time he caught a total of seven eels. There was an element of luck in it, but more of it was the desire for victory. Persistence, his hands shook badly when he put the eel into the mouth of the funnel, but he finished it within ten seconds.

puff!
Andnolev also pulled out his two big hands. He held four wind eels in each of his left and right hands, and stretched his left hand toward the mouth of the funnel patiently. When he put the right hand holding the wind eel into the mouth of the funnel, he suddenly heard a sharp whistle.

beep!

It was the girl in red who blew the whistle. She crossed her arms and made a cross in front of her chest. The meaning was very clear. The polar bear was not allowed to release the remaining wind eels after the time limit.

Andnolev shook his head with a depressed expression, and released the five fingers of his right hand. The four wind eels that had lost their restraints fell to the ground freely, and started to swim flexibly on the ground.

Eisenhauer grabbed the ninth bottle of vodka, and one picked up the bottle opener. His fingers were trembling slightly, and the movement of opening the bottle became extremely slow. Fortunately, the competition did not stipulate the time for opening the bottle and drinking. , he can slow down, but slowing down is not a good thing for him who is close to the limit. On the contrary, it is a dangerous signal. He has already overdose, and he may pass out if he drinks any more. Nothing left.

Andnolev also picked up the wine bottle and corkscrew, and he glanced at Eisenhauer opposite, with a ferocious smile on his big, fleshy face: "Hey, I can't win the championship, and you can't win the championship." Don't think about it, let's see who falls first." He spoke standard English, which was magnified several times through the invisible microphone on the clothing, and it was transmitted into the ears of everyone at the scene with incomparable clarity. Anyone who understands English can understand it the meaning of.

Eisenhauer smiled lightly, the corkscrew buckled the bottle cap and pushed it hard, the bottle cap popped open with a snap, he put down the corkscrew and slowly poured the wine into the glass, and said in a low voice: "I can't win the championship." It really doesn't matter, because to me, being able to win against you is the greatest victory!"

Andnolev opened the cap of the bottle, turned his mouth to his mouth and gulped down a few mouthfuls, then lowered his head and stared at Eisenhauer's pupils, and said in a deep voice, "You madman, what's the point of winning against me?" Use? You're a fucking lunatic."

Eisenhauer was still pouring wine, looked at the polar bear who was on the verge of running wild with a half-smile, and said lightly: "I lost the last wine fight, but I was very, very unwilling to lose, so this time I will participate The purpose of the wine fight conference is to win you."

Andnolev was so stunned that he rolled his eyes, put the mouth of the wine bottle into his mouth and drank it vigorously. In less than ten seconds, he poured down a bottle of vodka to the last drop, boom!The empty wine bottle was thumped on the table, and his two big bloodshot eyes stared at Eisenhauer.

"Crazy, you damn crazy..."

Pfft!

The polar bear uttered the last word viciously and fell headlong, foaming at the mouth, so drunk that he was unconscious. After drinking the eighth bottle of vodka, he was almost up to his measure, but he drank the ninth bottle too quickly, and the alcohol surged all of a sudden. It's strange if you don't get drunk on the spot.

Later, some netizens changed a Tang poem to describe the wine fighting meeting, Jun Moxiao, who is drunk at the wine table, how many people will return to the wine fighting?

Andnolev got drunk, and the winner was naturally Eisenhauer. With a slight smile on his face, he poured the last few drops of wine into the glass without haste, put down the bottle and turned his head to look at The host asked in a low voice, "Can we announce the result now?"

Everyone only saw Eisenhauer's calm and calm side, and very few people noticed his hoarse voice, which seemed to be choking out of his throat, and there was an imperceptible tremor in it.

The host smiled and announced the results of the competition loudly. Most of the people present could understand the chirp quack. Even Qin Yang who was sitting in the audience had a full-time interpreter beside him. In fact, he could guess the meaning without translating. It was nothing more than Qin Yang. Competing with Eisenhauer for the championship and runner-up, the time is three o'clock this afternoon.

The announcement is over, the morning competition is over, and the drunk Andnolev locked in the third place in this year's International Wine Fighting Conference in advance, and Damudin won No.4. Only Qin Yang knew that the championship had been won by him, because he sat quietly The current Eisenhauer is already at the end of his strength, and maybe drinking another glass of beer can make him drunk on the spot.