Not bad for money and Grandet

The light in the luxury KTV room is dim, the crazy dance music is shaking people's eardrums, the neon lights are spinning rapidly, and a group of men and women are dancing like a convulsion, like a group of demons dancing wildly.The private room was in a mess, with beer bottles, dice, and fruit rolling everywhere. A five-story cake on the coffee table was ruined. The tabletop, sofa, floor, and even the walls were covered with cream. It was probably never eaten. A few mouthfuls.

At this time, the door of the box was pushed open, and a waiter with beer came in.The waiter was wearing a dark red uniform vest. He was slender. The ordinary uniform looked like a tailor-made high-end dress on him. The dim light could not hide his handsome face. His expression was indifferent. Turning a blind eye to everything, he walked to the coffee table, squatted down, and put the beer on the coffee table.

The blushing birthday star Cai Jiaxi was dancing happily. When she turned her head and saw the waiter, she left her companion and ran towards him. She tripped over a beer bottle and fell on the table. She didn't feel any pain and just hung there with her face covered The nympho looked at the waiter: "Kangkang, are you here?" His eyes longed to be glued to the other's face.

The young waiter named Kang Kang ignored her presumptuous eyes and said calmly, "Your beer has arrived. Is there anything else you need?" He stood up.

Cai Jiaxi grabbed the other person's wrist, raised her head and acted like a baby: "Wait, Kangkang, it's my birthday today, sing me a song."

Kangkang calmly broke away from the other party's hand: "I'm sorry, I can't sing."

Cai Jiaxi grabbed his sleeve and continued to act coquettishly with him: "Kangkang, why don't you accompany me for a drink. If you drink a bottle, I'll order another dozen."

Kangkang was a little hesitant. He was just a waiter, and selling wine was not his main job, but he got a commission for selling wine. He was considering whether it was worth the commission of twenty yuan to drink this bottle of wine.

The music stopped suddenly, someone turned on the light with a "snap", and the dancing drunks stopped inexplicably, their bodies still swaying inertially with the original rhythm.

A man with blue-shaven scalp on both sides was sitting on the table next to Cai Jiaxi, and said in a bad tone: "Little boy, sister Xi gave you face like this, don't be shameless!"

Hearing what the other party said about him, Kangkang didn't make a sound, and was about to leave.

Cai Jiaxi heard his friend say that about Kangkang, so he raised his hand and patted him: "How did you talk?"

The man took a bottle of wine and gave it a hard meal on the table, saying: "Boy, aren't you a wine seller? Let's do this. If you drink all the dozen wines today, I will give you 200 yuan. 100 yuan a bottle. If you can’t drink it all, you won’t get a penny.” After speaking, he took out his wallet and slapped it on the table.

When the men and women watching the bustle nearby heard that there was a good show to watch, they all ran over and booed around: "Drink, drink."

Cai Jiaxi said, "Ah Rong, don't make trouble. Is there someone like you who is so tricky?"

Unexpectedly, Kangkang turned his head: "What you said is true? After I drink these twelve bottles of wine, will you give me 200 yuan?"

Fu Xinrong took out a stack of little pinks from his wallet, counted out twelve and patted them on the table: "Yes, I will leave my words here today. If you finish drinking, you will take the money."

Kangkang looked around at the people in the room, and said, "Everyone heard it, please testify for me. Sister Xi, happy birthday!" He picked up the bottle of wine he had just brought, bit open the bottle cap, and Gudong Gudong drank.

After finishing one bottle, he unbuttoned his bow tie and continued to drink the second bottle.No one spoke, they all watched him drink.

Cai Jiaxi looked at Kangkang with some distress: "Kangkang, can you drink it? If you can't drink it, forget it."

Kangkang ignored her. He had already finished four bottles and was biting the cap of the fifth bottle.

At this moment, someone's phone rang, and everyone checked their phones one after another. A boy wearing a T-shirt with the letters "GUCCI" on it found that it was his phone, and the caller ID was "Old Dou". He glanced at the people in the room, He stretched out his hand and "shushed": "My dad's phone, please be quiet, don't make any noise." As he spoke, he went to the corner to answer the phone, and the voice on the other end was very rough: "Ah Zhao, have you gone back yet?"

"Old Dou, I'm back and I'm already asleep." Luo Zizhao felt lucky at the moment, the private room was very quiet, and he didn't need to find a quiet place to listen to the phone.

"That's fine. Set the alarm clock. Don't be late tomorrow. It's the first day of class. Make a good impression on the teacher." Luo Wenlong told his son.

"Understood." When Luo Zizhao was about to hang up the phone, Kangkang finished another bottle of wine, and when he put down the bottle, he bumped into other bottles and made a crisp sound.

Luo Wenlong asked at the other end: "What's the sound?"

Luo Zizhao had a big head, so he had to lie and say: "I accidentally knocked over the bottle of toilet water. That's it, old Dou, I'm going to sleep, good night." After finishing speaking, he quickly hung up the phone, glaring at Kangkang, this The jerk almost caught his lie.

Kangkang had already finished seven bottles of beer, his face was a little pale instead of drunk red, he hiccupped and glanced at the people around him.Fu Xinrong said, "Boy, there are still five bottles."

Cai Jiaxi said worriedly: "Kangkang, forget it, I don't think you can drink anymore."

Luo Zizhao said: "Sister Xi, you feel sorry for the fart, let him drink and see how much he can drink!" Cai Jiaxi is his cousin, and he came out to celebrate her birthday today, and his family knew about it, so his father would talk to him like that when he called Said, just didn't let him play so late.

Kangkang hiccupped again, his eyes were still clear, he no longer used his teeth, but found a bottle opener to open the beer and continued to drink.A dozen beers, even though they are small beers of 330ml, add up to a lot.But he didn't go to the toilet halfway, but bottle after bottle, he actually drank all twelve bottles of beer. After he finished drinking, he looked at Fu Xinrong, then reached out and grabbed the money on the table. , put it into the trouser pocket, nodded, turned and left.After taking two steps, he turned around and took the tray off the table.

The men and women in the room were stunned. Twelve bottles, he actually finished drinking, and he didn't even go to the toilet.But after he finished drinking, he didn't say another word, Luo Zizhao felt that he would spit out the wine as soon as he opened his mouth.

After Kangkang left, a room full of people came to their senses: "Damn it! Twelve bottles, did he really drink all of them?"

"Awesome! Come on, sing and dance, get up!" Someone then pressed the play button, and the music started again.

Cai Jiaxi was a little worried: "Is he going to be okay?"

"I asked for it myself." Luo Zizhao rolled his eyes, patted Cai Jiaxi on the shoulder, and took the bill from the table, "Sister Xi, I'm going back first. I'll buy the bill first."

"You're not playing anymore? It's not yet 12 o'clock, so it's early. I don't want you to settle the bill, I'll do it myself." Cai Jiaxi snatched the bill from him.

Luo Zizhao didn't insist either: "I still have class tomorrow."

Fu Xinrong teased him: "Why does your school start so early? Let me tell you, with your poor grades, does it make any difference whether you attend class or not?"

Luo Zizhao didn't bother to pay attention to him. He touched his pocket to make sure that the phone and keys were there. He opened the door and went out. He didn't want to study, but he wanted to get a high school diploma anyway. In two years, he would be free.

Luo Zizhao walked out of the private room. The midnight KTV was at its busiest time, and there were many people in the aisle. He looked at the purple indicator light on the ceiling, and felt a little urgent to urinate, so he followed the indicator light to the bathroom.As soon as he took out the dick to pee, he heard someone vomit behind him, the sound made his scalp a little numb, he turned his head while peeing, the door was not closed, and a waiter in uniform was bending over and pouting. Spitting into the toilet with his buttocks, he couldn't see his face, just looking at his legs, they were longer than his own, so he should be tall.

After Luo Zizhao finished urinating, the other party also finished vomiting.When he was washing his hands, the man also came to wash his face and rinse his mouth. Luo Zizhao moved to the side with some disgust, and saw his wet face in the mirror. It wasn't Kang Kang who blew 12 bottles just now. I can also vomit, it really costs money but not life.But the other party obviously didn't notice him. After washing his face, he gasped heavily at his pale face in the mirror. He probably felt uncomfortable in his stomach. Then he took out a hand towel from the tissue box next to him and wiped it He turned his face and went out without even looking at Luo Zizhao.

Luo Zizhao shrugged, wiped his hands and went home. To be precise, he went back to his rented house. This semester, he was finally free. He didn't have to share the eight-person dormitory with his classmates. He went to day school.

The next day, Luo Zizhao still overslept. He drank too much last night, and three alarm clocks failed to wake him up.By the time he rode his bike all the way to school with a hangover headache, the first period was almost over.He was stopped at the door by the guard: "Which class? Why aren't you wearing a school uniform?"

Luo Zizhao accompanied him with a smiling face: "Uncle, I have something to do at home today, so I was late. I didn't have time to change the school uniform." He didn't have time to find the school uniform at all.

"Which class is it?" The doorway was stern and selfless, unmoved by his hippie smile.

Luo Zizhao said, "Uncle, let me in, I'll buy you a pack of cigarettes."

"A cigarette doesn't matter. It's the school's rule. Students who arrive late have to be led by the homeroom teacher." The doorman took a summer break and was finally able to perform his duties. He enjoyed this power very much.

Luo Zizhao had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Senior Class Two and Three."

The guard glanced at the address book and called Chu Yiming from Class Two and Three.When the teacher came, another student came. Luo Zizhao was overjoyed. It turned out that he was not the only one who was unlucky. The head teacher should not be so angry when he came.

The guard raised his jaw: "Which class are you in?"

"Second and third in high school."

Luo Zizhao was overjoyed, and immediately turned his head to see a tall boy in a school uniform standing behind him. His ugly sky blue T-shirt and dark blue trousers made him look like a jade tree facing the wind, in the morning sun at the end of August , the whole body seems to be surrounded by a layer of hazy soft light.When Luo Zizhao saw the opponent's face clearly, he couldn't help being embarrassed. Isn't this the Kangkang who blew 12 bottles in a row last night?He is his classmate?At this moment, he was happy in his heart, brothers and sisters, someone was punished with him.

The guard sneered: "Okay, there are so many talented people in the second and third classes of senior high school, and they cut classes collectively on the first day of school, let's wait together."

Kangkang said unhurriedly: "Uncle, I didn't miss class, I asked for leave."

"What about the leave note?" the doorman asked.

Kangkang couldn't get it out: "I called the teacher to ask for leave."

"Then just wait!" The guard said bluntly, and sat back in the duty room, but refused to open the door.

Luo Zizhao raised his hand and greeted Kangkang: "Hi!"

Kangkang glanced at him indifferently, but didn't seem to recognize him, so he found a dark place to hide from the sun.

Luo Zizhao raised his hand and touched his nose. He had never encountered such a cold reception before. This guy was so arrogant that he simply stopped dating.At this time, Chu Yiming also trotted over, and the guard said, "Mr. Chu, these two are from your class, take them away!"

"I'm sorry to trouble you!" Chu Yiming greeted the guard, and then said sternly, "Get out of here!"

The guard opened the door, and Luo Zizhao pushed the cart in. Before he could speak, he heard Kangkang say, "Thank you teacher, I've troubled you! I'm going back to the classroom first."

Chu Yiming waved his hand: "Okay, you go back first."

When Luo Zizhao heard it, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly pushed the car to the shed, but Chu Yiming grabbed the back collar: "Wait a minute, did I let you go back?"

Luo Zizhao looked back at Chu Yiming in astonishment, and then at Kang Kang who was walking past him quickly. Why could he walk but not himself?

Chu Yiming seemed to know what he was thinking, and said, "He asked for leave with me. Resident students get up at 08:30, day students go to self-study at [-]:[-], what time is it now? It will be [-]:[-] soon Yes! On the first day of school, I missed two full classes, why don’t you just stop ordering? You can’t control yourself outside, so give me a boarding house!”

Luo Zizhao was quite upset in his heart, but he didn't talk back to Chu Yiming. On the first day of school, he didn't want to be called a parent, because if his parents were called, his day-study career would be ruined, and he didn't want to live in the school dormitory: "I'm sorry, Teacher, I will never be late again."

Chu Yiming looked at this student. Everything from the bicycle to the schoolbag was brand-name. He might not be able to afford this outfit for less than [-] to [-] yuan. His family had money, and he obviously didn’t care about his studies. Forget it, as long as he didn’t cause trouble, he would turn a blind eye Turn a blind eye: "Today is the first time, so I won't invite your parents. Go back and write a thousand-word self-criticism, not missing a single word! Give it to me before school today."

"One thousand words?" Luo Zizhao was obviously intimidated. He was most afraid of writing essays, and it was difficult to hold back five hundred words.

"You don't want to write? Then call your parents and invite your parents." Chu Yiming snorted.

"Don't, don't. I write, I write!"

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I am writing a new article again, this is an innocent campus article, the story of a scumbag and a top student, an inspirational story about growth, and a background similar to "Creative Love in Two", I hope you like it.Ask for favorites, please leave a message, and update every day.