"Yang Huang, today's performance was very successful. I believe you will be able to hold a special performance soon, but you still have to work hard and practice."
The people in the gym held Yang Huang in the air and shouted loudly: "Yang Huang, Yang Huang..."
Yang Huang touched his head and smiled sheepishly.
Mr. Feng called Yang Huang into the finance room.
"Yang Huang, I am very satisfied with today's performance. Here, this is your reward today. You will get relevant rewards for every performance."
Yang Huang looked at the money in his hand. This was the first pot of gold in his life that he had worked hard for so long.
Yang Huang walked out of the financial room, and the people from the gym wanted to go up.
The fat man said happily, "Yang Huang, now that you have money, shouldn't you use it to treat us all to dinner?"
"Eat whatever you want, considering how fat you are."
The person next to me said in a mocking tone.
The fat man lowered his head in embarrassment.
"Okay, I'm treating you today, let me know what you want to eat."
"hot pot."
Everyone shouted in unison.
"Okay, you guys have already planned this. You're just waiting for me to pay for the treat."
Everyone laughed in unison.
Yang Huang walked to Mr. Feng's room and knocked on the door.
"Mr. Feng, let's all have hot pot together tonight, you can come too."
"Of course I'm going. Could it be that you want to leave an old man like me behind?"
Yang Huang looked at Mr. Feng's expression of disgust and smiled sheepishly.
"I want to have a drink with you tonight."
When we arrived at the hot pot restaurant in the evening, the waiter looked at more than 20 people and arranged the largest private room.
After ordering, the waiter was waiting beside you.
Mr. Feng said: "Today everyone is open to eat and play, and tomorrow night we will be open."
Everyone shouted in unison: "Long live Mr. Feng, long live Mr. Feng..."
Someone next to me said, "Mr. Feng is so generous for the first time in so many years."
Everyone in the private room was talking, laughing and drinking.
Yang Huang looked at the wine glasses in front of him and drank one cup after another.
Yang Huang sat by the window and looked out the window, sighing: "What a trick of fate. I didn't expect that I would learn magic now."
After a long time, everyone had almost finished drinking, and Yang Huang staggered out of the private room.
"Mr. Feng, I have something else to do, you can leave first."
Looking at Yang Huang who was swaying from a distance, he said, "Can you do that? I see you drank a lot."
"I'm fine, don't worry."
Everyone took taxis and left one after another.
Yang Huang, who stayed where he was, didn't know where he was going.
The idea of ​​returning to Yang's house suddenly came to your mind.
"Yeah, I haven't been back to the Yang family for a long time. I wonder how they are doing."
Yang Huang thought about it in his heart.
Unknowingly, Yang Huang walked outside the Yang family's villa.
Yang Huang looked at the lights in the room that were lit so brightly.
"I don't know if you are doing well or not, but I am the one who hurt you."
Yang Huang blamed himself in his heart.
Yang Huang stood there stupidly, until the cold wind almost woke him up from his wine. Only then did Yang Huang realize that it was already very late and it was time to go back.
Yang Huang reluctantly turned around, only to find that he was standing face to face with a person he couldn't bear to hate.
"Yang...Yang Huang, why are you here? You are still alive."
Yang Hao looked at Yang Huang in surprise.
Yang Huang snorted coldly,
"Why, don't you want me to live?"
Yang Huang sent it to question Yang Hao.
Yang Hao didn't know what to say when asked by Yang Huang.
Yang Huang didn't want to talk too much nonsense with this person, so he raised the ring in his hand and waved it before Yang Hao fainted and fell to the ground.
Yang Huang looked at Yang Hao who was lying on the ground and said, "I hope you don't do any bad things, otherwise I will definitely eliminate the evil for God."
Yang Huang glared at Yang Hao who was lying on the ground and turned around and went back.
Due to the winter, Yang Huang was walking on the road when it suddenly started to rain and snow.
Yang Huang let the rain and snow slap on his face.
He looked at the passing cars and walked in a place that he shouldn't go.
When we returned to Daoguan Road, everyone had fallen asleep.
Yang Huang stayed alone in a small room.
The cold wind on the road had already blown Yang Huang awake.
Yang Huang was lying on the bed looking at the ceiling. He didn't know where to go or what to do in the future. Should he stay in the human world forever? But there was nothing left to miss in the human world, but heaven did not allow him to go back.
This made Yang Huang very helpless.
The walk back and forth made Yang Huang a little hungry. He got up and opened the door to go to the kitchen to make breakfast.
As soon as Yang Huang entered the kitchen, he saw Mr. Feng sitting on a chair leisurely holding a glass of red wine and drinking it enthusiastically.
Mr. Feng looked very surprised when he saw Yang Huang coming in.
"You're back, why didn't you go to bed?"
Mr. Feng closed his eyes and asked Yang Huang.
"Oh, the food in my stomach has been digested on the way back just now, so I came to find something to eat. Mr. Feng, you didn't drink, okay?"
Yang Huang looked at Mr. Feng who was holding a red wine glass in his hand and said.
"I haven't had any alcoholic beverages for many years, but today I drank two glasses of wine and my gluttony came out."
Mr. Feng looked at the red wine glass and said with unfinished content.
"Why don't you drink?"
Yang Huang asked in surprise.
"She's not that stinky girl from far away."
Mr. Feng answered nonchalantly.
"ah?"
Saying this aroused Yang Huang's interest in asking further.
Seeing Yang Huang being so curious, Mr. Feng raised his hand and motioned for Yang Huang to sit down.
Mr. Feng took out a cup from the wine cabinet and poured the wine in front of Yang Huang.
When pouring the wine, Yang Huang looked at Mr. Feng's reluctance to pour the wine and joked: "Mr. Feng, don't be so stingy. I just want to drink a glass of wine."
"What do you know?"
Mr. Feng pretended to scold Yang Huang and said.
Mr. Feng raised his wine glass and took a sip in his mouth.
"Nine years ago, my old friend and I went out to eat and drink too much. On the way back, we got into a car accident. The driver ran away when he saw no one on the roadside. Passing cars saw an old man lying on the ground and they didn't even dare to help him for fear.
I would slap them on my forehead, thinking that my life would end like this, but unexpectedly, the flower seller who was passing by saw me lying on the ground from a distance and took me to the hospital without saying a word. I just saved my life, and later died.
Knowing that she was far away from her family, I left her in the gym, but who knew that this little girl wouldn't let me drink alcohol from then on? I couldn't help but give up drinking after thinking about it."
"Oh, no wonder, why did I keep seeing you staring at you from a distance at the dinner table today? So that's what happened."
Yang Huang suddenly understood something.
"And this wine, my friend gave it to me nine years ago. I have kept it since I couldn't drink anymore. Today I couldn't help but go out and open the bottle while I was sleeping far away. I didn't expect that your kid picked it up and leaked it.
"
Mr. Feng looked at Yang Huang happily.
That night, Yang Huang and Mr. Feng talked a lot all night long, and they were reluctant to leave the wine table until they both drank too much again.
Yang Huang staggered upstairs and almost slipped downstairs several times. After drinking too much, Yang Huang returned to the room and slept until dawn.