Integrating the white beard template, I will create a prosperous world with one punch

The city where Chu Yiming lives is called Yucheng, a small city far away from the center of the mainland.

It takes no more than a day to drive around the whole city.

Walking and walking, it will arrive soon.

Chu Yiming arrived on time, and when he arrived, almost everyone had already arrived.

The location is a winery on the edge of the city.

Not far from his home.

There is a hall dedicated to dine-in in the winery.

As soon as you enter the door, you can see all kinds of wine on the cabinet.

A hundred or so people just filled the hall to the brim.

As soon as Chu Yiming came in, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Tao Xiaotian came trotting from his seat with a smile on his face.

"Come on, brother Yiming, go this way."

Chu Yiming was a little dazed, and Tao Xiaotian called himself the God of Chu and Brother Yiming's, which was a bit embarrassing.

Think about it too, after all, anyone with a discerning eye can see their future potential.

Make friends in advance, it's not ashamed to be a dog lick.

My own seat was specially arranged at the main table, right next to Ma Bole.

Next to him is Su Linyun.

While sitting, Ma Bole winked at himself.

It seems to be saying, look at my position is well arranged.

Makes people cry.

After everyone arrived, Ma Bole cleared his throat and began to speak.

"Bringing everyone together is mainly about celebrating being Awakened."

"Everyone made their own decision today and what I'm going to tell you now is"

"Whether you are a liberal arts student or a martial arts student, you are a part of the country, and we all have to do our part to fight against foreigners!"

Ma Bole talked for a long time, from when the table was empty to when the dishes were all served, he was still talking.

The content is nothing more than to encourage everyone and wish everyone well.

Many people present were a little impatient, but Chu Yiming listened with gusto.

Ma Bole is not young anymore, his hair is white and black, and his skin is a little loose.

However, Chu Yiming was able to read a sense of agitation from his seemingly calm words.

Many people have heard the story of Marble.

Combined with what he said, Chu Yiming was a little moved.

This is a man who dedicated his life to his dream.

Whether it is killing the enemy on the front line or cultivating talents in the back.

Marble actually does one thing.

Finally, after Ma Bole finished speaking, Jiang Bai coughed twice.

Obviously wanting to follow up with a few words.

In the end, Marble interrupted him mercilessly.

"Stop talking! Start eating and drinking!"

"Come on, choose yourself!"

Jiang Bai: .
I'm not fit to speak?
bang bang bang.

The waiter brought a large pile of glasses into the room.

There are big and small cups.

"Everyone does what they can according to their drinking capacity."

"It's also an important lesson in life."

"I've made it clear that everyone wants to drink to their heart's content today. There is no one who is awakened who doesn't drink."

"At that time, whoever took the big glass ended up pouring it after drinking two glasses."

"It's embarrassing, I don't care."

Originally, many people were going to take one at random, but Ma Bole's words made them hesitate.

Except for Chu Yiming and one or two other minorities, the rest of them had drank more or less before today.

In this world, because everyone has a good physique and is not easy to get drunk, the age of exposure to alcohol is generally earlier than that of Chu Yiming's last world.

Chu Yiming was poor and didn't have the spare money to buy wine.

Should I say it or not, I am quite hungry.

"Old Liu, you always brag about your drinking capacity. Go, get the biggest glass, and let us see."

The name of the person who was called was Liu Fang, who made wine at home.

He also often brags in front of his friends.

But now, he is really afraid to move forward.

Just kidding, the biggest one is a cup.

It's bigger than the usual kettle, probably worth three bottles of wine in one cup.

He smiled awkwardly.

"No, no, I admit it."

"I'll just have a medium cup."

Facing the mocking eyes of his friends, Liu Fang stepped forward and took a large glass, which could probably hold a bottle of wine.

Although the friends mocked Liu Fang, when it was their turn to step forward, they honestly picked some cups that were smaller than Liu Fang.

This time it was Liu Fang's turn to tsk tsk.

"You guys can't do that either."

"Such a small cup, can you use it to rinse your mouth?"

"What do you know, the principal said it well, this is called doing what you can!"

Everyone stepped forward one by one, but no one was a hero.

And without knowing how long it will take to drink, even Liu Fang picked the biggest one on the scene.

This made Liu Fang more and more proud.

"It seems that I am indeed the one with the best capacity for alcohol, don't look at my cup being the biggest, when the time comes, I'll drink all of you together!"

"Don't be complacent, you haven't finished picking yet, maybe someone will take the biggest one."

Liu Fang shook his head.

"impossible."

"I'm going to stop here today."

The biggest one is about the same as the small one, and according to their drinking practice, they walk around three times before officially drinking.

After eating three cylinders, I didn't say I was drunk or not.

If you support it, you will support it to death.

If he drank it slowly, Liu Fang would still be a little more confident to challenge it. For three consecutive cups, forget it.

"Whoever takes it is a fool."

The voice just fell.

Zhu Xiao stepped forward and took the biggest one.

Liu Fang: .
Then he whispered to his friends in a low voice.

"This is a big fool trying to be brave."

He didn't dare to speak too loudly, and he still despised Zhu Xiao in his heart.

After all, with his F-level talent, he couldn't even bring up the shoes in front of Zhu Xiao.

Zhu Xiaoxiong picked up the cup arrogantly.

He said in the direction where Chu Yiming was.

"A real man should take the biggest one."

Zhu Xiao has a dream.

His dream is to beat Chu Yiming once.

No matter in which respect.

He was hit too many times today.

Winning against Chu Yiming once has become his deepest obsession.

I can't beat you in a fight, and I can't beat you in drinking?
I started to practice drinking since I was ten years old, and today, I have been called Xiaoqianbei in the family.

In fact, he looked at the cup in his hand a little vaguely.

is really big.

But he thought that he could still get it done with all his might, and at worst he would stop drinking after three cups.

When the time comes, confess directly.

But at that time, Chu Yiming must have fallen to the ground.

Just thinking about it makes blood boil.

He is going to win!
He wanted to see Chu Yiming make a fool of himself.

Now the problem has been placed in front of Chu Yiming.

Under the provocation of my old enemy, if I accept it, I will definitely make a fool of myself.

If you say no, you've already won.

I dare, he dare not.

Zhu Xiao has such a mentality now.

He returned to his seat with the cup, and he and Chu Yiming were also at the same table.

He snorted arrogantly, not knowing who he was doing it for.

The next choice is Tao Xiaotian.

Picking up one of the tiniest cups, he muttered to himself just loud enough for everyone present to hear.

"Do what you can, don't be ashamed."

"How can you judge whether a person is a man by the amount of alcohol?"

"A fool would do that."