Ye Mei Bar welcomed a group of guests with the highest altitude tonight.
Six people in total.
Shen Lang opened a VIP-level booth for everyone, facing the dance floor with the best view, and claimed that he was treating everyone.
Cheng Zhun and Wei Ran paid homage to the second senior brother from afar. Lei Peng, with a deep look on his face, sat in the middle and asked, "Do you think I can't afford to invite him?"
Shen Lang immediately said submissively: "No, how dare I dislike you."
In front of Lei Penshen, only Wei Ran dared to joke and said: "Director Lei, the people who flatter you in the future will be more evil than the second senior brother. You have to learn to adapt."
Everyone laughed.
Lei Pen gave Wei Ran a deep look, but he just tickled him.
The music was booming and the atmosphere was intense. Qi Dong raised his glass and said let's have a drink with Director Lei.
The one-meter-nine-meter-long group all stood up, and in an instant, the momentum was overwhelming.
Everyone was holding glasses and sending them to Lei Penshen. Everyone said something to Director Lei, which made the cold-faced Lei Penshen laugh.
He suppressed the corner of his mouth and told them to drink less, "Alcohol affects metabolism. Training starts tomorrow. If anyone dares to complain about being tired, just wait for me!"
"yes!"
The louder voice attracted the attention of many girls. Some wanted to go up and ask for a WeChat message, but they hesitated.
As a result, this group of men were drinking and joking carelessly, and no one noticed that a romantic encounter was actually very easy to come by.
It was almost ten o'clock in the evening. Lei Ban took a deep look at the time on his phone, and someone immediately asked, "Are you leaving?"
Lei Banshen: "I can no longer compete with you. I can't make any trouble anymore."
Looking around, Xun Lang was nowhere to be seen. Lei Pen asked deeply, "Is he gone too?"
Cheng Zhun pointed his chin towards the bar, "What about that."
Let's all look over together.
Xun Lang put one hand in his pocket and was talking to Shen Lang across the bar. Soon, Shen Lang turned around and went into the back kitchen to pick up a bag and handed it to Xun Lang. Then, the two of them walked over together.
Xun Lang said hello to everyone and said he was leaving first, then left with his bag.
Cheng Zhun was curious and asked Shen Lang: "What did senior brother get?"
Shen Lang smiled: "Fish and chips."
Then, he blinked and revealed, "Tang Yili's favorite of the fast food in our store is fish and chips. No, someone packed it for a late-night snack for his girlfriend."
"Wow——"
There was the wail of a slaughtered dog.
Qi Dong beat his chest and stamped his feet: "Isn't Senior Brother an eminent monk? Why has he become a maniac who dotes on his wife?"
"Give me an authentic Bai Fumei!" Zhao Jiateng laughed: "I don't want to swim anymore. I also want to lick Bai Fumei. It will save me twenty years of struggle."
Everyone laughed.
Zhao Jiateng's words, unexpectedly, did not elicit any scolding from Lei Penshen.
Everyone continued to joke.
Coach Lei, on the other hand, looked calm and sighed secretly.
He really didn't expect that Xun Lang, who came from a wealthy family and was the king on the field, could actually bow down and deliver food to girls.
Besides being beautiful, Lei Penshen was really curious about what kind of girl Tang Yili was.
…
Fu Xi was like a living dead. She could not be blamed for the fashion show. Tang Yili mustered up her energy tonight and went to the study room to finish the manuscript alone.
Gao Qingqing went to see Tang Yili and the two discussed the final showdown.
Gao Qingqing said: "Teacher Qin will definitely make a fair judgment. But...those ladies..."
They all knew the odds were slim.
Before leaving, Gao Qingqing encouraged her: "Fu Xi and I have squeezed all our brains out. The final kick is all up to you, come on!"
Tang Yili said: "I will try my best."
Whether you can win or not, try your best.
Whether she can be on the board of directors, she can only do her best.
Because it was not the end of the semester, there were not many people in the all-night study room. Most of them were young couples who had just fallen in love. They came out to spend the night in order to stay a little longer.
When Xun Lang came over, Tang Yili was writing a line draft in a thick-bound drawing book, and a graceful human figure had just been sketched out.
The theme this time is midsummer, which is easily associated with the season, but Tang Yili chose a black tone and slowly added color.
A scent of butter suddenly arrived.
Tang Yili raised his head with aggrieved eyes.
"I just came here and I'm already hungry."
She hadn't eaten since night, and had eaten at some damn restaurant for lunch. She must have been so hungry that her eyes were red.
Tang Yili got up, went to wash his hands first, and came back quickly.
Xun Lang sat down, inserted the milk straw, and handed it to Tang Yili. She had already eaten it. With her oily hands, she held the milk carton with her fingers and took a big sip.
Only then did I feel my blood return.
"Teacher Gao and Fu Xi can't do anything anymore. This time I'm the only one left. It's so pitiful that I have to fight alone," she said.
"You still have me."
Xun Lang's smile lit up this empty study room like the stars on a midsummer night.
"I will send you military rations in the next few days."
…
If participating in a fashion design competition can be described as a battle, Tang Yili felt that even if he couldn't win, dying sweetly would be pretty good.
In the past two days, she went to the study room to stay up late every night, and Xun Lang went to bring her food.
Recently, Xun Lang's vacation ended. He trained during the day and swam at night. After swimming, at almost ten o'clock, he took the takeaway and went to feed Tang Yili.
Tang Yili was very happy eating the burgers and milk tea, but he kept complaining that it was high in calories and would make him fat, blah blah blah.
Xun Lang couldn't help his little ancestor, so he texted her to eat something different tonight.
Tang Yili tidied up in the dormitory. She will go to the pattern making classroom tonight to make adjustments to the final product.
She told Fu Xi: "I may not come back tonight."
Fu Xi's mood finally improved and she asked: "Really don't need help?"
Tang Yili: "It's almost done, don't worry."
Fu Xi: "Well, the theme this time is a bit broad...I'm really curious about your works..."
Fu Xi saw the drawing notebook on Tang Yili's desk and picked it up purely out of a sense of participation to take a look at the draft.
As soon as I opened it, Tang Yili snatched it away.
Fu Xi laughed at her: "Are you still on guard against me?"
"It's not about being cautious." Tang Yili suddenly became a little shy, "I can't show you people's privacy."
“What’s so private about design drafts?”
Fu Xi was puzzled.
Tang Yili didn't want to explain any more, so she held the book in her arms and hurried out with her bag on her back.
In the evening, on time, Xun Lang, a fire-headed soldier, showed up with food.
The so-called "eating something different" turned out to be home-cooked meals.
There are two dishes in total, packed in a glass lunch box. They are just scrambled eggs with tomatoes and shredded pork with green peppers, but they are nutritious meals with high protein and low fat.
Tang Yili was surprised: "You did it yourself?!"
Xun Lang scratched his nose: "I don't have this talent yet."
Tang Yili looked like he was a ghost and asked with a smile: "Where does that food come from?"
He said: "Try it first."
After tasting it, he would answer the question again.
After tasting it, he told Tang Yili that these two simplest dishes were made by the chef at home and were delivered hot from Zhai Mansion, dozens of kilometers away.
And his surname should actually be Ji.
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