"Ye Fan, I didn't expect that you have such a good drinking capacity. My uncle underestimated you!!" Lin Zhixiong joked, but in his heart he was scolding Ye Fan for being an alcoholic.
"Uncle, I heard that you are known as 'I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk'. Compared with you, what does my drinking capacity mean?" Ye Fan deliberately teased the other party.
But Lin Zhixiong believed it. He looked proud and said: "No, no! It's just a friend giving me face!"
"Uncle, since you claim to be 'you won't get drunk after a thousand cups', drink it quickly. You still have about two and a half bottles left." Ye Fan urged with more amusement at the corner of his mouth.
"I?"
Lin Zhixiong originally wanted to say that he needed to take a breather, but what he just said was "you won't get drunk after a thousand cups". If he took a breather, wouldn't it be a joke?
Therefore, Lin Zhixiong had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue drinking.
Half a bottle!
One bottle!
Another bottle!
...
Under Ye Fan's various persuasion, Lin Zhixiong finally finished three bottles of Laojiao, but at this time, he felt dizzy and everything around him was spinning at high speed.
My throat felt like it was on fire, my tongue was so numb that I had lost consciousness, and it was like there was an eternal flame burning in my stomach, which was quite uncomfortable.
"Uncle! You really have a good drinker... It seems that you haven't drunk enough, waiter! Give me a different kind of wine and six bottles of Erguotou!" After seeing this, Ye Fan's sneer at the corner of his mouth became even thicker.
But his words frightened Lin Zhixiong so much that he almost had a heart attack.
Erguotou? This is a famous spirit! It has the same high concentration as Laojiao!
Anyone who has ever drank alcohol knows one detail, that is, don’t drink alcohol randomly!
Because if you look like this, it’s easy to get drunk!
In the end, Ye Fan was so good that he not only drank mixed drinks, but also drank six bottles at once. How could he be drinking? This was clearly killing people!
Not long after, the waiter brought six bottles of Erguotou to the table.
At this time, Ye Fan unscrewed the bottle cap immediately, handed Lin Zhixiong a bottle, and said: "Come on!! Uncle, I just realized that we are friends, and a thousand glasses of wine is too little. I even feel like we met too late."
...Come on!! As long as the feelings are deep, the wine will be boring! Let’s go!”
After saying that, Ye Fan took the lead in starting to drink.
Lin Zhixiong originally wanted to take it slow, but Ye Fan said this, so he had to bite the bullet and continue drinking.
"Gulu!"
"Gulu!"
I saw that he had finally finished a bottle. He couldn't hold it anymore and wanted to take a breather, but how could Mark give him a chance?
At this time, Ye Fan handed over another bottle of Erguotou and said: "Uncle, as long as your feelings are strong, you are not afraid of stomach bleeding! Come on! Do it again!"
"No...I can't do it anymore! Ye Fan, please let me slow down, I really can't drink anymore..." Lin Zhixiong shook his head and waved his hands quickly, with a very uncomfortable expression.
At this time, Ye Fan deliberately showed an embarrassed expression and said: "Oh! If you can't drink, uncle, let's just drink here tonight. I'll take my leave!"
What? Say goodbye? No! I haven’t asked yet!
At this moment, Lin Zhixiong became a little flustered.
I have sacrificed so much tonight and drank so much wine. If I didn't drink anything, wouldn't my efforts have been in vain?
So Lin Zhixiong quickly stopped him and said: "Don't leave! Let's drink! Drink until the stomach bleeds!"
Immediately afterwards, Lin Zhixiong bit the bullet and continued to drink.
But before long, he couldn't drink any more, and he was seen lying on the wine table, completely drunk and unconscious.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Ye Fan deliberately called out a few times, "Uncle? Are you okay? Uncle!"