Seventy two hundred

At the end of the meal, the strong and mellow wine from Inner Mongolia brought the atmosphere in the private room to a climax with the stories of Xu Tang flowing through the years.

Porit was a little moved, and drank one cup after another. The guilt and affection that had been hidden for many years melted into the wine and sank in the bottom of his heart.

And Xu Tang also entered the state, drinking and drinking can't stop.

The two girls Fang Fei and Xiao He urged: "Drink less, guide, we have to get up early tomorrow."

Master Han had almost had enough. With a wave of his hand, he walked over and patted Guan Ming's shoulder, belching his wine and said, "Xiao Guan...you can drink with him, I can't drink anymore."

Then went to the toilet to drain the water.

But Xu Tang seemed to have his ears sealed, he drank one sip after another, drinking to his heart's content until his face showed kindness.

Some people like to cry when they drink too much, some people like to drink too much, and Xu Tang likes to laugh when he drinks too much.

He can sit alone in a corner and laugh all night, or laugh more and more happily in the ears of others, as if everything good and bad can be wiped away with a smile.

The drinking capacity of fellow villagers in Inner Mongolia was like a bottomless pit, and Xu Tang couldn't stand it at all.

Guan Ming touched Xu Tang's glass with a glass of wine, and said with a blank expression: "The last glass, finish drinking and go back to the hotel."

Xu Tang raised his head, his eyes were covered by the wet smell of alcohol, he couldn't see Guan Ming clearly in front of him, he half-closed his eyes and tried to focus, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitched, he smiled honestly and childishly, reluctant to hide Picking up his own wine glass: "No... two more... just two... glasses...!"

The drunken Xu Tanglai was cute, this was the first time Guan Ming saw him.

There were people chatting loudly around, some lying on the table sobering up, some still holding their wine glasses to pay respects, all the noise in the room did not confuse Guan Ming's sight.

He didn't speak, just snorted softly, raised his hand, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and stared at Xu Tang intently.

"One cup", Guan Ming looked at Xu Tang and said, filled himself up again, and drank it all, as if teasing Xu Tang, said: "Two cups, after drinking, can we go?"

Xu Tang sat there blankly, his eyelids were fighting up and down but he still had to keep opening them. His mind was frozen and he couldn't turn around, and he couldn't understand what Guan Ming was doing.

"I said...it was me...I drank..." He finally stopped laughing, and rolled his eyes at Guan Ming: "You...fuck..."

Guan Ming frowned, not wanting to be seen like a drunk, grabbed Xu Tang's arm and pulled it upwards, saying seamlessly: "Director Xu, keep what you say, let's go."

Xu Tang, who was already dizzy, was vigorously picked up from the chair by Guan Ming, and his whole body was even more dizzy. His legs and feet were weak, his body was staggered, and he almost fell down.

He was caught by Guan Ming's arm, grabbed his waist and pulled him forcefully in front of him, locking him tightly in the crook of his arm.

Seeing this, those who were still awake got up one after another, said goodbye to the receptionist, and walked towards Guan Ming and Xu Tang.

Song blushed that day, and smiled brightly: "Mr. Xiaoguan, you are really huge!"

Guan Ming nodded in greeting, and brushed off Xu Tang's sneaky and very obvious hand that was stretched out to grab the wine glass.

Fang Fei, who introduced Guan Ming to the group, also saw Guan Ming's drinking capacity for the first time. The girl blushed a long time ago when she saw the two handsome guys together, and she chatted and laughed with Xiaohe for a long time, and now she also stood up quickly Come and care about the director.

Xiao He helped take Xu Tang's bag, Fang Fei boldly reprimanded: "Guer, you are really serious, let you drink less, if you drink too much, you will have to torment Teacher Guan."

Da Fei on the side came over, frowned, and rubbed his forehead. He also drank too much tonight, but he didn't forget the rules, so he leaned over and asked, "Brother Ming, can I help you?"

"Need not."

Guan Ming directly rejected it.

Although Xu Tang was leaning softly against Guan Ming and his body was unstable, he was still reluctant to argue with Guan Ming: "You...people...how can you play tricks..."

Guan Ming ignored him, with one hand tightly wrapped around his waist, the other hand took his mobile phone on the table, casually put it in his trouser pocket, and ordered Da Fei to take his bag, and helped Xu Tang walked out of the hotel box.

After midnight, the town of Kanchuan became completely silent, and the lights with large apertures were turned off. Only rows of street lights were lit with dim yellow light, the sound of cicadas chirping, the wind blowing the leaves, everything was completely silent.

Guan Ming walked out with his arms around Xu Tang all the way, but Xu Tang's question was not answered, so he relied on Guan Ming to ask and harass him over and over again.

He walked staggeringly, laughing and complaining at the same time: "You...you are so stupid..."

"You... brat..."

Guan Ming's hand on Xu Tang's waist tightened, and his footsteps stopped.

Xu Tang was also forced to stop, unable to stand still, shaking in Guan Ming's arms.

Da Fei, Lei Zi, Fang Fei, Xiao He, the drunk Master Han and his assistant Lin Zi, and the artist Wan Heng and his assistant Xiao Jin who were also drunk all stopped.

Compared with Xu Tangyi who was swaying, Guan Ming stood upright, extraordinarily stable.

He opened his mouth and asked frankly: "Director, what did you call me just now?"

Xu Tang's tangled mind seemed to be spinning for two seconds at last. He tilted his head and looked up at Guan Ming. His eyes were foggy, blinking and fluttering. His thick lower eyelashes were like attractive butterfly wings.

He looked at Guan Ming slowly, raised his hand and patted Guan Ming's face, then burst out laughing, and shouted, "Brother Ming... ah..."

He lowered his head again, raised his head again, looked again and again, and repeated vaguely: "Aren't you... Then who... Brother Ming, handsome Guan Ming... Brother..."

"hahahahahahahahaha--"

The others burst into laughter.

Fang Fei gave Xiaohe a wink, and the two girls hit it off.

Leizi really wanted to record this moment. Brother Ming, the photographer with the most stinky face in Shanghai, Mr. Guan Ming, had a day of being molested, amazing.

The laughter of the crowd made Guan Ming more embarrassed, this was the first time he encountered such a situation.

As if forcing himself to find a step down, Guan Ming hurriedly said to Xu Tang, "I've convinced you", and dragged him to the hotel entrance.

After saying goodbye to Bo Rite and Na Risong, and agreeing on the shooting start time the next morning, Xu Tang and his party boarded the minibus and set off back to the hotel.

Xu Tang was dragged into the car by Guan Ming, and sat down in the first row.

After putting Xu Tang down, Guan Ming walked towards the last row of seats. He believed that the director's assistant and the producer girl would take good care of him. Guan Ming didn't want to be harassed by a smiling drunk in front of a car full of people.

The car drove into the drop-off passage at the entrance of the hotel. Everyone was supposed to take their luggage, and the assistants were supposed to unload their equipment. Xu Tang was still slumped on his seat, with a dazed face and drunken eyes.

"Teacher Guan," Fang Fei sweetly called Guan Ming, and carrying her bag and suitcase, she blinked at Guan Ming: "You send the Buddha to Xibai, and help us get the guide out of the car." , send it to the room again, okay?"