equal loudness curve

Usually there is a long queue at Xiaolongkan, especially on weekends and holidays. Zhu Qunfei had already reserved a long time in advance to reserve the hard-won private room today.

"Hay tripe, duck intestines, shrimp slippery, potatoes, brown sugar glutinous rice cakes, and others you can choose." Tang Zhuojian ordered the must-order hot pot every time, then handed down the menu, sat down and started playing with his phone.

"Hey, come out to eat, can you stop playing with your phone? Put it down for me! Tang Zhuojian, Tang Moyan, it's just you two! Today is my grandpa's treat!" Zhu Qunfei pointed out their names and seriously criticized the two people, "Mobile phones are too Take it for me! Just know how to play, is it easy to come out and have a meal together? Still play!"

Wen Haishan answered in a low voice: "It's easy, every day."

"What do you say?"

"I didn't speak."

No one knew why Zhu Qunfei suddenly wanted to treat guests to hot pot, but since he was willing, everyone was happy.

The hot pot is still the same hot pot, the taste is not bad, and it still tastes like hot pot. A pot of slightly spicy base is cooked, and the aroma is tangy.I just don’t know who brought up two boxes of beer. Zhu Qunfei has always been No.1 in the lively atmosphere. Crying that everyone must blow a bottle first today, if you don't blow it, you are not a brother, and if you don't blow it, you will not give face.

Tang Zhuo saw that there was no one who could lose in drinking. He didn't drink often, and when he drank, he almost drank heavily. He touched the bottle with Zhu Qunfei immediately, and then downed the bottle with his head raised.

"I'm still young, so I shouldn't need to join your battle." Wen Haishan tried to escape, but Zhu Qunfei pushed him back on the chair and poured him a glass.

"One cup is done! I have tolerated you so much, you can figure it out!"

Wen Haishan was very sad, turned to look at Tang Moyan, found that Zhu Qunfei was pouring Tang Moyan, turned his eyes to look at Ma Yi, saw Ma Yi was forced to drink a bottle, and finally asked Bie Han for help, Bie Han spread his hands and said with a smile : "One cup is fine." Wen Haishan was about to cry, but even so he did not escape Zhu Qunfei's clutches.

"In order to celebrate this day of universal celebration, I have decided to announce one thing! All women are pickled peppers and chicken feet!" Zhu Qunfei waved a beer bottle, and the residual beer in it flowed down his hand.

Tang Zhuojian looked at Bie Han with a confused look on his face, so he said, "Is it Zhu Qunfei's birthday today? Oh, happy birthday Zhu Qunfei!!"

"..." You didn't have to wait for an answer at all, did you?

A bottle of wine each served as the beginning of the meal, and several people chatted happily while eating.

"This is Tang Zhuo Jian's first time attending our dinner party after joining our family group! Let's warmly welcome our new members!" Zhu Qunfei said loudly and raised his hands to applaud.

The remaining five people looked at him blankly, like looking at a fool. For a moment, Bie Han took the lead and clapped his hands twice symbolically, and then the rest followed suit.

"Can you have some passion for the new members?!" Zhu Qunfei scolded.

"Welcome Tang Zhuojian!"

"Welcome Big Brother Zhuo Jian to join us!"

"Welcome, welcome, I hope you can stay with us forever, because I like you very much, so I want to see you every day!"

"Well, welcome to join." Bie Han smiled helplessly, "They think that as long as they are drawn into our group, they will be recognized by everyone, don't care what they say to join."

In fact, Tang Zhuojian didn't know how he "joined", but he didn't refute, just nodded with a smile.

"Hey! Brother dei, I was scared to death when I heard that you were adopted. This kind of old man with a wife is the scariest. If you make a lot of money, you might have to squat on the fence!" Zhu Qunfei While picking the cooked tripe, he said to Tang Zhuojian.

"Wa Lizi?" Ma Yi frowned, "Can you speak Chinese?"

"Prison! Put in jail!" Zhu Qunfei explained impatiently, "Why can't you speak Chinese? Chinese culture is extensive and profound, and you can only speak Mandarin and you can't walk around in China! And dialects, huh!"

Ma Yi lowered his head silently, refusing to chat with Zhu Qunfei.

Zhu Qunfei turned around and asked for a large bowl of fried rice with eggs. A steaming bowl was brought out for everyone: "Eat less, eat less, and there's hot pot!"

Wen Haishan looked at Zhu Qunfei as if he was mentally retarded: "Then why do you order fried rice with eggs?"

"I would love to! I like egg fried rice!"

"Egg fried rice doesn't like you."

Zhu Qunfei took a bottle of wine and put it in front of him: "If you force me, I will do it!"

Wen Haishan shut up obediently, so Zhu Qunfei first served himself a bowl of fried rice with eggs, mixed some dishes in the hot pot with the rice, and ate it so fast that Wen Haishan disliked him a little.

"Are you a starving ghost?"

Zhu Qun rolled his eyes at him: "If you don't hurry up and eat something, how can you drink?"

"People are eating, are you drinking?" Tang Zhuojian said.

Just as Zhu Qunfei was about to refute, Bie Han answered coldly from the side: "People's focus is on participation, but your focus is on meddling?"

Zhu Qunfei: "???"

Zhu Qunfei: "Did I provoke you? Are you singing oboe? I just eat a little faster, so you can scold me on the head?"

Tang Zhuo smiled and ignored him.

Zhu Qunfei felt that the world was unfair, so he cast his eyes on Tang Moyan, who said indifferently: "Don't look at me, I don't have me, don't talk nonsense."

"..."

"Okay, okay, you are in the same group." Zhu Qunfei despaired, and took another sip from the wine in his hand.

Bie Han glanced at the two empty bottles in front of Tang Zhuoming, and said seriously: "Don't drink too much."

"I know, no, don't worry." Tang Zhuojian replied indifferently.

I know, no, don't worry.After more than two hours, these words slapped Tang Zhuojian's face swollen.

Bie Han stretched out his hand to block Zhu Qunfei and put the wine in front of Wen Haishan, and said flatly: "He doesn't drink well, he's had two bottles, it's almost done."

After eating a whole meal of hot pot and a box of beer, it was past ten o'clock in the evening by the end of the meal. After drinking too much, Zhu Qunfei hugged Tang Moyan and said sadly: "I broke up with Xiaojie!" !!"

"I knew it." Tang Moyan looked clear, "You, you can't talk about it. I don't have a girlfriend. I've talked with you for a month." Tang Moyan was dizzy, and even spoke incoherently. Under control, Zhu Qunfei allowed Zhu Qunfei to wipe his snot and tears on his body without responding.

Seeing that Tang Zhuo had drunk five bottles and was in high spirits, he opened the second box, and when he took out the sixth bottle, he was restrained by Bie Han.

"Don't drink too much." He said, at first Zhu Qunfei also wanted to tell himself what to do, he didn't dare, and don't make a good name for it, you can't let everyone fall down, you have to leave a sober steward, so he drank intermittently I ordered two or three bottles.

Seeing that Tang Zhuo was not happy, he shook off his hand and threatened him: "If you stop me again, I will beat you!"

Bie Han raised his hand, making a gesture of surrender, with a casual attitude.

Zhu Qunfei hugged Tang Moyan and cried loudly, talking about why all these women broke up with him, what's wrong with him?Isn't he handsome enough?Not gentle enough?Not rich enough?Is your degree not high enough?Isn't it just a little stupid sometimes?Isn't it just that the name is a little retarded?Why do you have to leave him?After crying enough, I suddenly stood up staggeringly, wiped my nose and tears with a piece of paper, and said solemnly: "Come on, let's sing!"

"What are you singing?" Wen Haishan asked, he couldn't drink enough, he almost poured down a bottle, now he drank more than one bottle, even if he didn't pour it, his face was bright red.

Zhu Qunfei knocked on the table with a wine bottle and said: "Come on, we are a group of people who are engaged in the art industry. We can cry very artistically when we cry! We can also be drunk artistically when we are drunk! Today we are going to sing a cappella, whoever sings If you don't come out, whoever is out of tune will drink!"

Bie Han held his forehead, and there were only three words in his heart: neuropathy.

The point is, no one objected except Bie Han.

All right, as long as they are happy.

"Come on, choose the song, I will choose, Xifeng's words." Tang Zhuojian raised his hand, seeing no objection, he sang by himself.

After singing a section, in the second section, Zhu Qunfei really started humming along with the main theme. There was no need for complicated harmony. They have been in contact with these things for too long. Many times, after listening to a song, the harmony will form in their minds. Singing in harmony is almost an instinct.

"I came back last year, and you just wore new cotton robes. I came to see you this year, and you became fatter and taller. Do you remember that the lotus in the pond turned into a lotus pod, and when there were few flowers, there was no color. I dyed the leaves all red hiccup , Fuck, Ma Yi, why don't you sing, drink, drink!"

Then there was a spectacle in a private room in Xiaolongkan—a group of people got too drunk and started singing a cappella together.

Passing waiter: ?

"No, this song is too simple. I want to sing Jay Chou's tornado to commemorate my lost love!" Zhu Qunfei interrupted Tang Zhuojian, "Love is like a gust of wind, he leaves after blowing, this rhythm..."

Ma Yi didn't know the lyrics or the original song of many songs. After being drunk for no reason, he started to play B-Box with the only remaining sobriety.

Tang Moyan stretched out his hand, opened another bottle of beer from the box, took a few sips and said softly, "My drinking capacity has dropped, no, Ma Yi give me some hilarity, I want Freestyle!"

"No, no, shut up! I want to sing a folk song, come for me first!" Tang Zhuojian pushed Tang Moyan away and hugged Ma Yi.

"I want to sing a nursery rhyme!! Can Ma Yi know it? Rhythm! GOGOGO! Yo! Cheek!" Wen Haishan yelled, just stood up and wanted to grab Ma Yi with Tang Zhuojian, but sat down again because he couldn't stand firmly .

"Vogliocantareuna Opéralirica!! (I want to sing opera) ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh , but Zhu Qunfei pressed it down before he finished singing.

"speak English!"

Bie Han just looked at this group of people indifferently, and kept silent. Seeing that Tang Zhuojian was about to fall because of Ma Yi's pushing, he immediately stretched out his hand to straighten him, and sat him down on the chair.

"Come on, come on, today is a happy day, we have Tang for the first time in our party, hiccup, Tang Zhuojian, from now on, everyone will be brothers, wear a pair of pants! Sleep in the same bed! We are in trouble together, and we are blessed to share! Hiccup, come cheers!" Zhu Qunfei hiccupped and stood up, holding up his glass, several people responded unsteadily to him, and they all stood up to clink glasses with him, Tang Zhuo saw a burst of laughter, and a glass of beer He drank it down in one gulp, slammed the empty glass on the table, and clasped his fists.

"Under Tang Zhuojian, starting from today, I will be your father!"

"Hello, Dad, hello, Dad!" Zhu Qunfei laughed.

Probably only Wen Haishan felt something was wrong, and shouted: "It's brother, brother!"

"Brother is fine, brother is fine too!" Zhu Qunfei didn't refuse, and accepted any title.

Bie Han didn't stand up until the waiter came and said it was time to get off work, went to pay the bill and came back and said coldly to the group: "Let's go."

A few drunks staggered and moved out, Tang Zhuojian was always beside Bie Han, and when he stood up, he staggered and was supported by Bie Han, so Tang Zhuojian raised his head, grabbed Bie Han's arm, and stared at He said, "I'm a little uncomfortable."

Don't be cold-hearted and say who made you drink so much, just drink to death just because you can drink?Although he rolled his eyes in his heart, he still sighed and asked, "Do you want to throw up?"

Tang Zhuojian shook his head, he drank the most in this box today, his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up, and he slid off the stool: "Uncomfortable, dizzy."

Bie Han hesitated for a moment, seeing his dying look, finally gave up struggling, and squatted down with his back facing Tang Zhuojian: "Come up, I'll carry you back."

Tang Zhuojian went up without even thinking about it, and saw Zhu Qunfei yelling, and tried to come over to tease Tang Zhuojian, but Bie Han glanced at him and retracted, so he could only scream over there: "Wow, cute Fei Pig, I just broke up in love, and you threw dog food in front of me, why do you treat me like this? Am I not good enough? Am I not handsome enough? Am I not cute enough? Am I not rich enough? Is my education not enough Are you tall? Not at all! Sure enough, woo woo, women are all pickled peppers and chicken feet!"

The six people were all stared at on the way out. Ma Yi was playing B-box all the time, very excited, singing and dancing, and threw his coat at Xiaolongkan. Stepping up to Lanxiang, there is no way to stop.

Tang Moyan and Zhu Qunfei supported each other, crying and laughing for a while, sitting on the ground in a daze for a few seconds and getting up again, but Wen Haishan was the first to wake up, he didn't hold enough alcohol, didn't drink much, and was suddenly sober when he was blown by the cold wind Not much, but the pace is still a little sloppy, looking at the madman over there, there are three people, I always feel that it is hard to say.

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