Chasing dreams Deyun started from the car accident Fenhewan

Chapter 3 Drunk (please recommend for collection)

"...Are you drunk? What the hell is a cross talk actor?? Wouldn't it be nice to be a big star and earn money from singing songs to buy a suite?" The system's voice lost its original calmness and suddenly became Panic.

"No, whether you agree or not, I have already decided. Even without your golden finger, even if I starve to death in the Deyun Club, I will go to the dark road." Shen Changle's face became a little drunk, but his eyes The light is getting brighter.

Like a shining star, Shen Changle smiled happily at this moment, he could finally live for his dream.

"It's said that time is gone forever, and money can't buy me happiness. Hahaha, my time has come back. If I don't live for myself, what's the fun!" Shen Changle laughed, and the whole goblet The white wine was exhausted again.

"Hey, where's the person? After the labor and management's wine is finished, hurry up and refill it!" Shen Changle gradually got a little better.

"Damn, if the system hadn't been bound to you, I'd have to change to another host anyway, the cross talk actor... is really a weirdo..." The system muttered in a low voice, but there was a hint of a smile in the voice... ...

At the same time, not to mention that Shen Changle had already started shouting frantically at the waiter for wine.

Coincidentally, in a private room next to Shen Changle, there was also a table of drunkards drinking and chatting, and the person at the head of the table was a middle-aged man in his 50s or [-]s.

This person is thin and thin, and he has a cigarette in his mouth. When he smiles, his forehead is full of wrinkles. On his head, he has a trendy perm with small curly hair that doesn't match his age.

But it wasn't ridiculous, on the contrary, it was a bit kind and kind, and at this time, his face was flushed, which was obviously a bit hot.

"Come here, old Yu, it's rare to quit drinking for a month. Today, don't think about drinking too much. You can't raise fish if you're dry!" On the side of this middle-aged man is an older little old man. , a head of short hair that has turned white, wearing a neat and well-groomed Chinese tunic suit, looks elegant and generous.

"Hahaha, Ma Weidu, let me tell you that the reason I didn't drink for a month is to gather enough energy to knock you down today. With just this little beer, I'll make another ten beers for fun." The middle-aged man surnamed Yu laughed loudly. The smile on the mouth is not admitting defeat at all.

After drinking a pint of beer again, the rest of the crowd applauded and cheered, and everyone became lively.

And at the wine table, a well-proportioned and handsome young man who looked quite honest looked at the middle-aged man surnamed Yu, whose face turned even redder after drinking a glass of wine, and he couldn't help becoming anxious.

Stepping up to the front, he whispered: "Godfather, it's getting late at this time, it's already past two o'clock in the afternoon, and we have a performance at the Beijing Exhibition tonight, so don't drink, we have to go over there for a while to sober up." Rush away."

"Don't worry, don't worry, what time is it? You still need to wake up at this point? Don't worry, I know what to do at night. Xiao Meng, you don't have to worry about sitting down!" The middle-aged man surnamed Yu waved his hand impatiently Obviously not having fun yet.

At this time, the voice of Shen Changle asking for wine from the bakery also came over, and everyone heard it because it was close to the opposite door.

The middle-aged man surnamed Yu laughed and said through the door: "Who is outside? Come here, we are full of good wine, don't waste it, come here and join in the game?"

Although Shen Changle is relatively calm and sober at ordinary times, it can be said that no one can quickly adjust to facing death, time travel, system and other things in one day. Naturally, it quickly came to the fore.

At this time, he heard the laughter and the men's shouts from the private room opposite, and he couldn't help becoming more substantive. Holding a goblet of liquor, he entered the private room opposite.

What imprinted in my eyes was that there were seven or eight Jiu Mengzi at a table, looking up at me curiously.

Meng Hetang, who was not drinking, was taken aback. He thought it was just a joking greeting, but a strange person came from the other side.

Seeing the person coming, the 1.9-meter-two-hundred-pound man couldn't help but feel a little bit embarrassed, but he still bit the bullet and stopped him with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry brother, we didn't mean to make trouble just now, you go back and continue to eat and drink Well, this table is my apology, do you think it's okay?"

Meng Hetang consciously wanted to block Shen Changle's line of sight, as if he didn't want to see the people inside, but he obviously overestimated his size.

Shen Changle narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the curly-haired middle-aged man sitting in the chair and Meng Hetang next to him, and couldn't help getting more confused in his mind, always feeling... as if he had seen it somewhere, and it was very familiar...

However, Shen Changle was still a little sober after all, so seeing Meng Hetang's friendly attitude, he prepared to go back.

"Hey friend, don't be busy, don't be busy, Xiaomeng let him in, since he's here, why don't we have a drink together, everyone, do you think it's okay?" The middle-aged man surnamed Yu refused to give up.

Everyone responded one after another, obviously they were very generous.

Shen Changle hesitated for a while, as if subconsciously there was an urge to stay, so when someone said it, he went directly into the private room without any further excuses.

"Friend, what do you call a person who comes to drink?" The middle-aged man surnamed Yu blushed and was very talkative.

Shen Changle smiled slightly: "My name is Shen Changle. I am a Mongolian from the grassland who worked in this restaurant before today. How about you guys?"

"Hahaha, my name is Yu Qian. Come on, let me introduce you to my friends. This little old man is called Ma Weidu, who is a collector. This is Liu Wei, an actor. This is He Bin. He is also an actor, and the fat man over here is a classmate of my directing department at Didian, and now works in a TV station..."

After a round of introductions, Shen Changle was even more dazed in his mind, always feeling that everyone was very familiar but didn't know what was going on.

But at the wine table, after all, he has ten years of experience in the wine market culture, Shen Changle was not at all afraid, picked up the Moutai baijiu that the waiter had just brought at the door, poured a full goblet, and started toasting one by one , the little old man Ma Wei, who was still somewhat sane, was so frightened that he pretended to be dead and never dared to get up again.

Meng Hetang saw that the fierce man came again, and the wine table with a more enthusiastic atmosphere was about to cry without tears, and his heart felt that his heart was already cold...

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food
"Hahaha, brother, you are too NB. This is the first time I have seen someone drink baijiu with a goblet and drink beer. Good drinker! Brother, I am... I am too old... I can't drink it anymore , I...well...there will be a cross talk show tonight." Yu Qian said with his tongue already on his lips.

"Oh? Brother, I have liked cross talk since I was ten years old. I said, how do I see that you look familiar to me? Brother, look at Brother, I will hang out with you in the future. Do you think I am qualified? "Shen Changle also blushed like a tomato and tapped her tongue.

"Fart, is this a thing? Let's ask for help today. After the blood alliance, we will be real brothers. Your business is mine! Go and I'll find you a chicken!" Yu Qian didn't hesitate at all. Get up and go out.

On the other side, Meng Hetang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he finally had a way to hurry up and said: "Godfather Godfather, I know where there are chickens, I will drive you there!"

"Okay, hurry up, these grandchildren are really not good, they are all drunk under the table, come on, brother, let's go find chickens and ask for help!" Yu Qianyi dragged Shen Changle with one hand, and followed Meng Hetang to the outside of the hotel.

Meng Hetang stared at the two brothers who were out of tune, hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and lifted them into the car, stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards Beizhan.

At this time, Beijing time is 04:30 p.m., three hours before the Beijing Exhibition

(End of this chapter)