The basic plate is calculated as half a tael. The hotel cups are very large, with enough weight for four taels, and they are all produced in batches, which makes calculation easy.
So, with the addition of new members, several people started afresh.
In the first round, Wei Cheng finally got the better of him, and he came up with a bull-nine and won.
"Drink everyone except Tianyi." Wei Cheng thought for a while and said.
"Hehe...Old Wei is awesome!" Luo Tianyi reluctantly stood up on tiptoes and patted Wei Cheng on the shoulder.
"What bad luck..." Le Zhengling muttered.
Forget it, just one or two beers, drizzle.
"Tianyi, don't be proud. Old Wei is probably letting you go because you want to chat with Her Highness Hatsune later. Otherwise, it's hard to let you go to see Her Highness the Princess in a drunken state, right?"
On the side, Yan He exposed Wei Cheng's inner thoughts without mercy, making Luo Tianyi laugh endlessly.
The second one, Yanhe turned over, Niu Niu.
She and Le Zhengling looked at each other and smiled: "Wei Cheng and Long Ya did it."
Wei Cheng and Le Zheng Long Ya had no choice but to lose if they could afford it. Even though everyone else drank sake, they took Maotai...
What else? Do it!
One and a half per person, if this continues, Ryuga can last up to six rounds, right?
Wei Cheng looked at Yan He, then at Le Zhengling, and finally cast his gaze on Luo Tianyi, who looked "ready to cause trouble", and suddenly felt a big headache.
Another room.
Although Xunyin Luka agreed to help with the drinking, she did not take action immediately. Instead, she appeared in Mo Qingxian's room and startled Moko who was playing black.
"Ho! Teacher Liuge, can you make some noise when you show up? I almost had a heart attack just now..." Moko patted Pingping's chest and relaxed when he saw that the person who came was Luka.
tone.
On the side, Mo Qingxian put away the drawn paper and was about to take it to be framed. It seemed that he wanted to keep the scene of the bonfire party as an eternal memory.
"You...aren't you going to accompany them?" Xunyin pinched Moko's face in a funny way and teased the young shota for a while. He did not continue to embarrass Moko, but turned his attention to
The drawing paper in Mo Qingxian's hand.
"Can you show me?" She raised her eyebrows.
"Okay" Mo Qingxian responded softly and handed the rolled up drawing paper to Xunyin Luka.
As the drawing paper was spread out, even though Xunyin was well-informed, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's such a realistic work... You spent a lot of time on it, right? You probably don't practice painting less at ordinary times."
After that, he said weirdly: "It's weird, I remember you are Mo Yueyin's daughter. Logically speaking, you should be in the kitchen usually. Where can you find the time to study this?"
It is impossible to reach such a level without practicing this painting technique for several years. Even if Mo Qingxian is extremely talented, he will not be able to do it without a year or two.
"It's just interest." Seeing that Xunyin Luka rarely wanted to talk in depth, Mo Qingxian was happy to explain: "When you are busy, you should always cultivate some fun for yourself. The idea at the beginning was just to accompany Xinhua to paint, and express his leisure time.
, and then... I became interested in it."
"That's it." Xun Yin nodded.
Indeed, if a person really likes something, it is not impossible to pursue it desperately and achieve master-level achievements.
Mo Qingxian has a talent for painting, and due to her personality, it is easy to focus on something. Over time, it is natural for her to develop good skills.
"Don't you... go and get together? We are usually busy, and we may not have such entertainment time in the future." After listening to the noise in the next room, Xunyin asked.
"I don't need to. With my personality, I'm not suitable for attending that kind of joyful party. With A Ling and Yan He's personalities... they should be having a bar fight?" Mo Qingxian said with a smile.
From the beginning of the bonfire party, Le Zhengling and others wanted to trap Wei Cheng, and they would not let him go so easily.
"Then go!" Xun Yin looked at the vivid picture again. Seeing that Mo Qingxian was still resisting, he continued: "About this painting... there is no need to go to the framer.
I can help you do similar things here."
As soon as the words fell, the pink vocal range expanded, and the picture recording the memories was suddenly held up by a transparent force, and in the blink of an eye, it was enveloped by a layer of light gold.
brush!
I saw Xunyin throwing a bottle of water at the painting, and the water splashed everywhere, but not even half of it fell on the painting paper. The scene seemed a bit fantastic for a moment.
"Alala~ I'm sorry, you didn't want to change this painting anymore, right? You just fixed the status of the item. This is my bad habit." Xun Yin suddenly remembered that Mo Qingxian might have to modify this painting,
He immediately covered his mouth and looked apologetic.
"No need, I think it's perfect, there's nothing that needs to be changed..." Mo Qingxian was stunned for a moment, then took the drawing paper and showed an amazing smile: "Thank you very much, Teacher Liuge."
"You're welcome! If you really want to thank me, hurry up and accompany those people now! The so-called band only needs all the members to get together."
Xun Yin chuckled and said: "It doesn't matter if you can't drink. I will help you stop drinking at the critical moment, so just spend tonight with peace of mind!"
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the other side.
With the addition of Mo Ke and Mo Qingxian, the party became more lively.
But after all, it was difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, not to mention that Wei Cheng had to face more than four people. As he drank, he gradually became a little bit drunk.
Different from the drunkenness at the bonfire party, at that time, Wei Cheng knew that everyone was still outside. As the leader of the band, he never dared to let go completely. Now that he was in the room, he was gradually getting drunk.
On the other hand, Le Zhengling and the others are almost there now, except for Mo Qingxian and Mo Ke who just walked into the room, they are all beginning to be a little shaky.
Currently, Wei Cheng has drunk a full five kilograms, Le Zheng Long Ya is lying on the table, Luo Tianyi and Le Zheng Ling have red dimples on their faces, and even Yan He's eyes are a little dazed.
Le Zhengling gritted her teeth slightly, I didn't believe it, I will definitely get Old Wei drunk today!
It was agreed before that as long as they get Wei Cheng drunk, this guy must agree to post the video of the women's dance on Station B. As for Le Zhengling, all members must follow Wei Cheng's instructions to dance "
The dances of "Sending the Bright Moon" and "Inviting the Moon from a Thousand Miles Away".
Although presenting MMD to Wei and using software to render it is also a way, neither party would be willing to do it without seeing me dancing in person!
"Well, what's going on with you?" When Mo Qingxian came to his senses, he saw the current scene.
"Nothing, keep playing cards."
Even though his eyes were a little blurry, Wei Cheng's will was still strong, and he was like a swaying tumbler, always able to wake up just before he was about to get drunk.
This made Le Zhengling and Yanhe feel very depressed.
Damn it, why can’t this guy get drunk?
"Then, do you want to send your brother back first?" Mo Qingxian pointed at Lezheng Longya who was lying on the table. Obviously, this man was no longer able to survive.
"Okay... I'll send it off right away." Wei Cheng stood up unsteadily, and with a rush of energy, he picked up Lezheng Longya and disappeared out the door.
"Tianyi, you should go and accompany Sister Chuyin first." Le Zhengling also shook the sleepy Luo Tianyi.
"Well..." Luo Tianyi just stood up and almost collapsed again.
Fortunately, Mo Qingxian on the side had sharp eyesight and quick hands. The little flower on his shoulder stretched out countless vines and hugged her body, so Luo Tianyi was not injured.
Le Zhengling stared at Mo Qingxian and said, "It's troublesome."
"No." Mo Qingxian held Luo Tianyi with flowers and walked towards Hatsune Miku's room.
"Yan He, although I really don't want to admit it...but this young lady is indeed dying. Next..." Seeing Mo Qingxian send Luo Tianyi away, Le Zhengling hooked Yan He's shoulder and said: "We need support!
