Today is also seriously pampering the enemy

Chapter 82

Fu Yan: Well, it looks good, I like it very much.

When Qi Yu saw this text message, he almost exploded.

'Hmm' means his first love came today?

It's fine if it looks good, but what the hell is it if you like it? !

Qi Yu's lungs were about to explode, and he didn't want to eat the fried bamboo shoots at all.He raised his head and looked around the box vigilantly, carefully looking at the appearance of each man.

Too fat, pass.

The skin is very poor and haggard, pass.

The clothes look super earthy, just like a programmer's, pass.

……

After brushing like this round after round, he finally saw a few men with average looks.

Their former mathematics committee member, Che Yue was the most handsome one among them, and he also sat at the same table with them.

Qi Yu remembered that in high school, Che Yue and Fu Yan had a good relationship and often helped Fu Yan.

Later, Che Yue asked Fu Yan to help him with tutoring because his grades in love fell, and Fu Yan also agreed.

Could it be that first love is him?

Qi Yu snorted coldly, and took the initiative to bring up the topic, "Che Yue, I remember the university you attended in Nanjing, right?"

Che Yue was eating prawns when he was suddenly cueed into a daze, "Yeah, yes, I'm working in Nanjing now."

"That's a coincidence. We can get together more in the future."

Qi Yu's kind smile was very confusing, "What do you do now?"

"I'm a software programmer."

Che Yue said, "As a programmer in a small company in Nanjing, the salary is not bad."

He said he was a programmer, and the boys were shocked.

Who has seen a handsome and handsome programmer with thick hair, no dark circles under his eyes, and such a good temperament? ! !

Still alive! !

"How much is your salary?"

Without Qi Yu asking a question, everyone has already flocked to him, "Do you work overtime? I'm also a programmer, you see, I'm almost in the Mediterranean... What do you do? Have you got a girlfriend?"

"The salary is twenty-one thousand."

Che Yue is an honest person, and he will answer whatever people ask, "I work overtime and stay up late a lot. My hair... I have been quite thick since I was a child, and it doesn't fall much. I do website maintenance, and I don't have a girlfriend."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I heard Che Yue say shyly, "I have a wife."

"what!!!"

Everyone immediately cried out enviously.

I have a wife.

Pray for immediate relief.

"It's too difficult for men to find a partner now."

One of the boys drank a small cup of Moutai, and the conversation became more frequent, "I have a girlfriend, but what if I have a girlfriend? My parents just open their mouths for a gift of 100 million yuan, and a car is available. I have a salary of [-] yuan a month. Isn’t it very low? But after so many years, I can’t even afford the down payment in Nanjing!”

"Land prices in Nanjing are a bit expensive."

Everyone felt the same, and they comforted each other, "But this 100 million bride price... If it doesn't work, go back to your hometown and buy it. Although it is the [-]th line, at least you can have a nest."

Everyone was chatting about girlfriends, house prices, cars, and chatting, and someone suddenly gave Fu Yanqiyu a look of envy, "You two should have the best life in our classmate circle, do you have a girlfriend?"

Fu Yan was concentrating on peeling the shrimp for Qiyu, when he heard this, he raised his head subconsciously, "No."

"Me neither."

Qi Yu coughed, "The company won't let you talk, falling in love now is tantamount to committing suicide."

"Fuck!!"

A group of boys immediately patted the table, fighting against each other, "Stopping someone from looking for a partner, this is tantamount to killing parents and cutting off children and grandchildren!!"

"It's not easy for you to be stars, and you won't even let you fall in love."

"Yeah, I heard that xxx didn't make an announcement when they got married, and went directly overseas to hold the wedding, just because they were afraid of fans chasing them. Later, when they announced it, they were chased and scolded by fans for three days."

"It's not easy for every household, everyone has difficulties."

"Isn't it easy?"

One of the tall and rough men seemed to be drinking too much, and his words were a little unscrupulous, "I won't say anything about Fu Yan. Girls who want to chase him may fill the Huangpu River."

"Pray...the conditions for praying are not bad."

He laughed loudly, "With a car and a house, both parents died, and a face, can you compare?"

"Snapped!!"

Before Qi Yu could speak, Fu Yan had already pressed his chopsticks on the dishes, making a crisp sound.

The box was quiet again.

Fu Yan's face was terribly gloomy.

In fact, since junior high school, boys don't like to play with Fu Yan very much.

Firstly, I think he is pretentious, and secondly, boys are always playing bigger and more open. Fu Sheng's angry look is very scary, his expression is like an adult, and his family is rich and powerful, no one Dare to make fun of him.

"Oh, Xiaohu tends to talk nonsense when he drinks too much."

A male classmate who got along well with Xiaohu bit the bullet and made a rescue, "He's mean, don't bother with him."

After he finished speaking, he slapped Xiaohu on the back vigorously twice, directly making him cough, and cursed seriously, "What nonsense are you talking about! Do you really want to ruin a good class reunion?!"

Xiaohu finally regained his strength, realized that he had said something wrong, and apologized to Qi Yu embarrassingly, "I'm sorry, I'm so mean, I didn't mean it that way."

"It's nothing."

Qi Yu patted the back of Fu Yan's hand lightly under the table, motioning for him to relax.

"My parents really don't care."

He smiled lightly and gave everyone a step down, "Now it's all up to me to work hard. If it weren't for being able to shoot TV commercials or something, it would be much harder to make money than everyone else."

"It's not easy for everyone."

The students began to smooth things over, "We all rely on our own hands to make money, and we are all the same in this regard."

"..."

Fu Yan raised his eyelids, stared at Xiaohu, then lowered his eyes again, and put the peeled shrimps on the praying plate.

Xiaohu was covered in cold sweat at that glance. No matter how fragrant Moutai was, he didn't dare to drink it, so he started to talk about it, "Speaking of which, your relationship is really good. I saw on the Internet that the two of you were arguing, probably Did the reporter write it indiscriminately?"

"It's not all scribbles either."

Qi Yu didn't intend to explain further, "It's just that there was a little misunderstanding at the time, just solve it."

Everyone understood his pun, and agreed, "Yes, yes, yes, it's a small misunderstanding, just solve it."

"It's rare for everyone to get together once."

Che Yue saw that everyone was trying hard to ease the atmosphere, so he quickly poured a small glass of wine, raised his glass and proposed, "I don't know when the next time will be, why don't we all have a toast together, to respect youth and life."

"it is good."

Qi Yu poured a cup, turned to take Fu Yan's cup, and encouraged him, "Will you come too?"

"..."

Fu Yan looked at him, pursed his lips slightly in difficulty, "I won't drink, I have to drive later."

"Just ask Donglin to come over, and the two of us will go back in the same car."

Qi Yu pushed his elbow against his forearm, and his tone was a bit coquettish that he didn't realize, "Oh, it's rare that everyone is here, so you just have a drink, a glass will be fine, okay?"

"..."

Fu Yan put his legs together, his throat was tight, and his voice was a bit unnatural, "Well... just drink a little, I don't hold alcohol well."

can not drink much?

Qi Yu's hand holding the wine glass paused slightly, his eyes rolled, and he poured half a glass for him directly, saying deliberately, "This is missing."

"It's much, much more."

Fu Yan was an honest person, so he quickly reached out to get the cup back, "If you can't finish drinking, pour some out."

"How can it be dumped? What a waste."

Qi Yu scolded him, "Look at me, I drink more than you, what are you afraid of?"

He can drink quite well, and his mind can be clear after a drink.

"..."

Fu Yan looked at him and had no choice but to compromise, "You said let Dong Lin drive."

"Hmm."

"Also, I will only drink this cup tonight, if you persuade me not to drink too much."

"Okay, okay, I will definitely not feed you."

Qi Yu fully agreed, gave him the wine glass, stood up first, and made a toast, "Students, the last time we met was five years ago, how many five years are there in life? I don't know when we meet again next time." When is it, I suggest that everyone come to have a toast for us now, how about it?"

Class reunion, how can we not have a drink together?

The people in the whole box stood up slowly, everyone looked at the vaguely familiar faces around them, memories gradually flooded in their hearts, and they were filled with emotion, and finally they only turned into two respectful words in unison, "Respect youth, respect Life!"

Everyone knocked on the table with glasses and cheered.

Seeing Fu Yan looking at him from the corner of his eyes, Qi Yu knocked the cup on the table belatedly, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

He likes this feeling of being relied on by the other party.

He prayed for a good drinker, but he didn't intend to finish the glass of baijiu all at once, he drank about the bottom of the glass and then stopped.

Looking back at Fu Yan, the other party's wine glass was already empty, leaving only a small layer of water stains.

Prayer: "..."

It seems that he really doesn't know how to drink.

Fu Yan poured down a glass of white wine, his throat was burning hot, his face heated up rapidly, and his ears were buzzing.

"Are you okay? Why did you finish drinking all at once?"

Qi Yu hurriedly poured him a glass of warm water, put the rim of the glass against his lips, and watched him take a few sips, "Are you drunk?"

"..."

Fu Yan sat quietly for a while, and finally hiccupped lightly, half-raised his eyelids to look at Qi Yu, and blamed, "I said I don't know how to drink."

"I didn't expect you to do it all in one bite."

Qi Yu couldn't laugh or cry, "Take a good rest for a while, call me if you feel dizzy, and lie down on the table to sleep for a while if you want to sleep."

"My eyes are dizzy."

Fu Yan looked at the incandescent lamp above his head and felt that it was too bright. He took his coat and covered his face, not forgetting to ask Qi Yu, "Sleep for a while, you go... Hiccup, remember to call me, let's go together. "

like a child.

"Understood, I will definitely call you."

Qi Yu smiled and helped him cover his clothes, "Go to sleep."

When the banquet was over, he called Dong Lin and asked him to come and pick it up.

Fu Yan had completely fallen asleep.

Several boys helped to send him into Qiyu's car, and after everyone said hello, they all left.

In the dead of night, Qi Yu and the others sat in the back seat, waiting for Dong Lin to come and drive.

"Fu Yan?"

Qi Yu poked the other person's face tentatively, "Are you drunk?"

"Well……"

Fu Yan turned over and turned his back.

Qi Yu turned the person over like a skewer, and asked tentatively, "Are you drunk?"

Fu Yan hummed, then shook his head after a long pause, and whispered, "I'm not drunk..."

That is really drunk.

"I ask you a question."

Qi Yu felt itchy in his heart, and took the opportunity to ask, "Who is your first love?"

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