prince meets king

Lao Zhang chose "Ginza".

"Mr. Lin said that this place is not too messy, and the grade is still high. But Gu Zhe, you dress like this...wouldn't it be too grand?"

Sun Han made fun of it vaguely: "In the first half of the year, when Gu Zhe was in class for the first time, as soon as he entered, he was wearing a suit, leather shoes, long windbreaker, and leather shoes. The reflections were printed like a small pond, and he even tied a tie meticulously. As a result, the heating Can’t be closed, windows can’t be opened... Wow took off one by one on the podium, the windbreaker took off the suit, the suit took off the vest, the vest took off the warm shirt, and there was still a shirt inside, all of a sudden it was on the school forum It's on fire..."

Yan Runyu said: "I think the nickname 'Russian girl' is more funny, isn't it? Russian girl."

Gu Donglin: "Yes, put a soup at the dinner party and drop the soup bowl into the soup bowl."

"Tsk tsk, this ecstatic consonant... Is Tuowa going to take off again today?" Lao Zhang circled his shoulders and looked at his lower body meaningfully, "Maybe there is money to get it."

Gu Donglin shook his head resentfully: "You have never been to the bar street. I went out with Mrs. Gu in the first half of the year, and waited for a taxi on the street in the middle of the night, but three men came up to strike up a conversation. I stood next to her ,” he recalled with a complicated expression, “…and asked me if I wanted to go to the bathroom.”

Everyone turned their attention to him: "Mrs. Gu is so pitiful."

"Toilet. Fortunately, they figured it out. Toilet! There are so many gay bars over there."

Old Zhang said yes.

Several people are very experienced in clubbing, after all, there are really not many social activities.When Gu Donglin was abroad, he always left the house at ten o'clock, got a car with his classmates and went to the bar street, and then twisted on the dance floor until two o'clock.But I have never been to a gay bar, it is very fresh, and I am immersed in a sense of anxiety to find a good wife for my son: I hope he will succeed, but also want to see him make a fool of himself-this son is obviously not his own.Yan Runyu was always worried that someone would put drugs in his wine, and Sun Han was still missing his Brunei little beauty when he entered the door.Lao Zhang felt that last night's protagonist, he was blatantly ignored, so he could only repeatedly warn the three of them to stick together and not to wander around.

Ginza is actually a medium-sized club. The entrance is the bar lobby. There are resident singers occupying the brightest corner, and the rest of the light is tied to the bartender behind the bar.The waiter said hello with a smile on his face, Sun Han shook his head, and secretly said in a low voice: "Maomao... I feel like I'm being stared at by many people..."

"Looking is also a kind of power. Only hunters in the state of hunting need to look directly at the prey, examine, pick, and stare unrelentingly... The prey can only steal eyes, be cautious, blushing, and trembling because of a look. Hide your head and show your tail. If you lower your head, you will lose." Gu Donglin took off his suit and put it on his elbow, tilting his head slightly, "buddy, hunterorhunted?"

Everyone agreed: Gu Zhe is surprisingly experienced in going out in gay bars.

After the four of them ordered wine, they nestled into the circle-shaped sofa in the corner.Old Zhang clearly wanted to exercise his power as a hunter, but he sat there with a serious face.

"No, this way." Gu Donglin said with a smile.

Lao Zhang drinks, and the eight winds don't move.

"You look decent, your salary is high, and you earn more illegally. Why are you shy... You will always pay the bill today."

Lao Zhang shook his head, "No, this is it. Why are you always so poor?"

"It's the end of the month."

"What about the deposit?"

"I bought a small gift for Mrs. Gu, it's gone."

The people mourned.

"She's not just my wife. She's the only wife in our apartment. The money should be spent on her." Gu Donglin said confidently, "I didn't ask you to be involved, so please kneel down and thank her."

"Admit it, it's not about spending money, it's about making money."

"I'm not like you," Gu Donglin sighed, "I do pure theory. It was better when I was studying abroad. Now, no matter if it is time or energy, there are very few ways to make money."

Seeing the delicate expressions of his friends, he emphasized: "It's mainly because of the class hours. Lao Zhang can recruit people at any time; Xiao Yu conducts empirical research, and the department allocates money ruthlessly; Sun Han, you take students to do social surveys all day long. Even if I sell data, I can live. What should I do? Those who engage in metaphysics rarely go abroad to give seminars, so they can only earn some manuscript fees.”

"Admit it, Gu Zhe, I have learned the master's skills..." Lao Zhang chuckled, "Finally, I realized that this is not a slave society."

"Philosophy can find slaves anywhere. Intellect is very expensive. Plato and Aristotle earned more than 1000 a year just for giving lectures. They are standard big slave owners." "I can't help but charm you, Mr. Zhang. Anyway, he's so rich."

As he spoke, he rubbed his thigh politely.

Lao Zhang calmly said, I didn't make so much money to turn myself into a slave, dominus.Gu Zhe corrected it very seriously, in Latin, you should use the vocative case instead of the nominative case when addressing people.

Sun Han hurriedly stopped: "If this goes on like this, it will be the same as usual... It's important for Lao Zhang to find a partner, and internal digestion will be in vain!"

"Yes, yes, it's better to go hunting outside," Yan Runyu urged, "Don't bring it here! If you drink it in my wine..."

Old Zhang thought about it too, picked up his wine glass, and went hunting in a very dignified manner.Amidst the soothing singing, the remaining three drank, spanked, and chatted about politics. Whenever they met someone to start a conversation, they said neatly: "I have a partner, three." It was much more effective than saying that they were straight men.

Lao Zhang kept messing around and didn't come back. Yan Runyu wanted to go to the bathroom when he was full of old wine, so he had to pull Sun Han to embolden him.Gu Donglin sat alone in the lobby, surrounded by strong hormones, and it was a bit creepy to be accosted a few times.As soon as I got up to go to the bathroom, someone patted my shoulder, "Do me a favor! Send it to 203! Thank you, thank you..."

Before Gu Donglin could say that you had admitted the wrong person, a tray was stuffed with a bottle of wine and two goblets.The waiter was also impatient, and ran fast as soon as he made a shot. Gu Donglin looked at the back of the shirt and trousers thoughtfully, and took a look at the wine. The Lafite Rothschild in 1982 felt that the trip was worthwhile, and he could take it back for him. Have fun, brothers.The Red Shield family's winery in Bordeaux, tsk tsk, hummed a little tune involuntarily.

It's a pity that before he took two steps back, the door next to him was slammed open, "Where's the wine! Why are you so...won't you come in soon?!"

He was dragged inside before he could speak.

Ginza will become a high-end club not only because of the good atmosphere of the bar, but also because of the luxurious private rooms and good service.As for what kind of good service it is, it can be imagined.

Of course, first of all, all the waiters are in suits and leather shoes...

The light in the box was ambiguous and dim. When Gu Donglin entered, the conversation stopped, and it was unclear how many people were there.After the man dragged him in, he lowered his voice and urged him to pour the wine quickly.Gu Donglin's mood has changed from inexplicable to inexplicably funny, and he really wants to ask for a glass of wine, so he puts one hand behind his back and the other hand holds the tray, and walks to the coffee table in a regular manner.

The person who called him in started talking with another person, they were all talking about recorded songs, music styles, etc., the voices sounded familiar.Gu Donglin remembered that it was a resident singer in a bar.

He smiled, thinking that this was some kind of happy event, and bent over to find the bottle opener.

Then, he felt a hand on his buttocks, rubbing it lightly, and he could still feel the heat through his trousers.