Chapter 89: Drinking

Qiao Lan didn't even think about it, she refused!

Tan Mo's meals are specially prepared by a professional nutritionist, and there are many things he can't touch at all.

Hell, I don't know if Tan Mo's system can drink or not.

What if something goes wrong with the drink?

"No way", Qiao Lan was like a mother hen protecting her calf, blocking Hao Ying, "Tan Mo hasn't had a drink, don't drink."

Hao Ying had probably already had a little to drink, and she didn't look like her usual self.

But maybe it was because of Qiao Lan, especially now that Qiao Lan was protecting Tan Mo like a calf, Hao Ying's originally handsome face was smothered by alcohol and became a bit pitiful, and his eyes were full of grievances when he looked at Qiao Lan.

There is a big suspicion that you don't accept me, even if it's not enough, and now you are helping that family in your house to bully me.

"Whoever has never had a drink to begin with, I've never had one before", Hao Ying is really looking for trouble this time, after two years of holding back in school, now that she has graduated, and when her grades come out, everyone will go their separate ways, and she may not even be able to see Qiao Lan in the future.

So we just treat today as the last time we meet, and we'll take the blame when we need to, and we'll take the blame when we need to.

Ever since Tan Mo was able to stand up, Hao Ying and Chen Yaoyang's status in everyone's mind began to plummet.

Not to mention Chen Yaoyang, but Hao Ying herself, Hao Ying gets angry just thinking about it.

In the words of many people, Tan Mo looks better than Hao Ying, and he is even better in studies. Originally, he was not as tall as Hao Ying, but as a result of Tan Mo's crazy height increase in the later stages of his life, Tan Mo is now on a par with him, and even the Dou Di Zhu Ji, a game he plays very skillfully, is not as good as Tan Mo, who has just begun to play it.

Nothing compares to Tan Mo.

Let's just say it's suffocating.

Hao Ying is determined to compete with Tan Mo today. Even if I'm not as good as you in everything, I don't believe I can't beat you in drinking.

Especially since Qiao Lan just said Tan Mo never drank.

Tan Mo never drank, but Hao Ying has been hanging out with his buddies since middle school, and drinking has been a common practice for a long time.

Is it unfair?

No matter what, the girl I like so much was abducted by Tan Mo. What's wrong with being unfair?

Hold it!

Hao Ying was so unreasonable that she slammed the table and yelled at Qiao Lan, "This is a matter between us men, don't get involved, Bai Yu, take Qiao Lan to the side to sing and drink orange juice!"

Qiao Lan: "......"

Bai Yu: ......

She wouldn't dare. Compared to offending Hao Ying, Bai Yu was 100% more afraid of Tan Mo.

Bai Yu doesn't dare, but Bai Yu Qiao Lan is not the only one here today.

The whole class except for Chen Yaoyang three or four people are almost all there, Hao Ying Tan Mo and others were already the focus of attention, and now these two people directly against each other, one even do not sing the song, jumped into a bunch of watching to see the matter is not too big.

Especially the few who were close to Qiao Lan, being fed too much dog food by Qiao Lan and Tan Mo usually, the fairy was more excited than anyone else.

"Drink drink drink!"

Qiao Lan wanted to stop again, but Tan Mo was unusually calm.

Reaching for the bottle of beer Hao Ying hands over, he opens the cap with the wine starter with a wannabe elegant movement and raises an eyebrow, "How do you drink it?"

The crowd of students next to him was abuzz.

Bai Yu didn't dare to listen to Hao Ying's words, but it was obvious that he wanted to see the fun more than anyone else, and once he saw Tan Mo's attitude, he excitedly grabbed Qiao Lan's arm and let out a cry of "Crap".

"Hao Ying loses again," Bai Yu sighs, "Tan Mo is so cool!"

Qiao Lan, who already had a filter on Tan Mo, naturally only felt more handsome.

The way the teenager sat steadily on the sofa, half leaning against it and raising his eyebrows, made Qiao Lan feel his heart palpitate.

The students who were watching around them moved their stools, sat on the back of the sofa, Qiao Lan silently squeezed into the side of Tan Mo, looked at the row of beer glasses that had already been poured, and then looked at the aggressive Hao Ying, but in the end he was not assured of the truth and asked Tan Mo in a low voice, "really drink ah, do you know how to drink? "

"No," Tan Mo was honest. "Never had one."

I don't know who got a lot of glasses from outside, a table full of wine, at least twenty glasses, Qiao Lan looked at the numbness of the scalp, "Then what did you promise?"

Just now that action is indeed handsome, but heroism is not so heroic ah.

"It's not certain who's going to drink," Tan Mo said, not at all worried, "and..."

At this point Tan Mo pauses and turns her head to whisper in Qiao Lan's ear, "I can't lose for your sake."

Qiao Lan: "......"

A little touched by it though.

But is this the kind of thing that can be won just by saying so.

Hao Ying is used to drinking on the scene, so he dares to ask Tan Mo for a drink, but Tan Mo has never had a drink before, so who knows whether he will be able to get drunk in a thousand cups or one cup down.

But Tan Mo had already agreed, and Qiao Lan did not object.

Forget about drinking, Tan Mo shouldn't be the kind of person who doesn't joke about his body at all, he shouldn't be allergic to alcohol if he dares to say yes.

As long as there are no allergies or accidents, even if drunk...

Getting drunk is getting drunk.

Hao Ying probably couldn't stand to see Qiao Lan and Tan Mo biting their ears in front of her eyes, and couldn't stand it any longer, so she knocked on the table with the dice, "No more talking, drink!"

"You say the rules first", Tan Mo's eyes narrowed at Hao Ying, his lips suddenly raised a bad smile, and in a voice not too big, not too small, but definitely audible to Hao Ying, he said to Qiao Lan, "Encouragement?"

"Huh?"

Qiao Lan froze, what encouragement?

It was the students watching from the sidelines who were quicker than Qiao Lan in this regard, letting out a laugh and then instantly screaming.

Tan Mo cupped Qiao Lan's chin, turned her cheek, and kissed Qiao Lan on the lips in front of Hao Ying.

A momentary scream nearly took the roof off the room.

Tan Mo this move is simply too ruthless, in front of Hao Ying show love, Hao Ying came in a rage, may have wei now.

Qiao Lan was caught off guard by the kiss and listened to everyone's cheers before her cheeks burned in hindsight.

Hao Ying, who was also hurt by the surprise, stared at Tan Mo in silence for nearly ten seconds before taking a deep breath.

Fuck it. He'll take Tan Mo's name if he doesn't drink himself to death today!

"Bragging, will not", Hao Ying felt that he could not talk nonsense with Tan Mo, a nonsense, he will lose, or drink to the real.

"No." Tan Mo is a good boy. He doesn't drink, he doesn't gamble, he doesn't even know how to play "bragging rights."

Hao Ying can only explain to Tan Mo, "Each person shakes the dice once, sees the number of points in his own dice cup, guesses the number of points of the other person, and then starts from the dealer to yell out how many dice of a certain number of points there are in the dice cup of all the participants, called for example, three points, four points, the maximum of six points ... The old cat and I will demonstrate once, you look at it first, and then we will start."

Qiao Lan sat in front of Tan Mo, looked up at Hao Ying, and suddenly pitied the boy.

If you play blackmail than the size and so on, it is as much as you want, this game is more boring, but it is pure luck.

But "bragging rights" is different, this game is not only a game of luck, but also a game of intelligence, to see if you are accurate in guessing and counting.

Tan Mo plays Fight the Landlord, and he can even beat Hao Ying in 3 games... Qiao Lan thought nothing of siding with Tan Mo.

Tan Mo was wise when he said, "It's not clear who's going to drink it."

Hao Ying is probably too confident in herself, and after playing a few games with a boy in her class, she asked Tan Mo if she understood.

Tan Mo understood, Hao Ying also "kindly" gave Tan Mo three chances to try out the game, "Let's try it out for the first three games, without drinking, and then after the three games, we'll start drinking, okay?"

"No," Tan Mo shook the dice and said slowly, "how does wine count."

"Three drinks a game, have fun over."

Usually it's three or six hands, but Hao Ying said that playing happily ever after is clearly about getting drunk, and if I'm not satisfied then I'll just keep playing until I get you drunk and then I'll stop.

"Yes," Tan Mo's expression remained muted, "try it first."

Try.

Three opening hands, no drinking, purely for practice.

Tan Mo lost it all.

The students who were watching around them roared, and some began to say that Hao Ying was a bit of a bully, after all, Tan Mo had never played before.

Hao Ying has a huge thick skin, what's wrong with not having played, who made him promise.

Only Qiao Lan, look at the three dice in Tan Mo's hand and think about the numbers Tan Mo just called.

... It's simply nonsense to call.

If it's not Tan Mo completely missing the point and still can't, it's...

Deliberately.

Qiao Lan thinks the latter is a bit more likely.

After all, Bragging Rights is not a high IQ game, and it has a little bit of math involved, so Tan Mo can't just watch someone else watch a few games and then play a few games himself and not understand anything.

Tan Mo's IQ was never on the same level as their normal counterparts.

So with such a start, and with Hao Ying finally feeling like he was on the verge of victory, Hao Ying's miserable night finally drew to a close.

As soon as she started playing, Hao Ying was dumbfounded.

In this game, the component of hand luck is so low that even if you have a good point in your hand, as long as your opponent guesses it, it doesn't matter if you're good or not.

At the beginning of the third set, Hao Ying, who had just won three consecutive matches, lost all of them.

Nine glasses of wine were brought directly to the eye.

Hao Ying is unconvinced. Unbelievable. "Go on!"

Tan Mo glanced at the sake lightly, "Sake first."

Hao Ying: "......"

Hao Ying watched as nine glasses of wine were poured together, and then a large glass of wine was handed to her, as the students watching from the sidelines attentively ran out and asked for nine very large glasses of wine.

It wasn't the opening he thought it would be.

It's not supposed to go this way!

Hao Ying was a man of his word, not one to skip a drink, and a good drinker indeed, finishing a large glass and yelling "more".

Continue.

At first it was Tan Mo's intentional weakness that made Hao Ying take the enemy lightly, but now that he realized it was Tan Mo who was playing the fog bomb, Hao Ying finally took it seriously this time.

Although IQ is not as good as Tan Mo's, he is a veteran who has been playing for many years, and after not taking the game lightly and taking it seriously, he is finally not in a situation where he is being hung up on by Tan Mo all the time.

It's still possible to win a game out of three, and occasionally it's slightly better when you dip into the lead.

Overall, they have a 30/70 split, Hao Ying 3, Tan Mo 7.

Tan Mo still can't help but cringe when he starts drinking, and people who've never had a drink before don't find it all that great, even if it's beer.

When I slowly drank more, I did find the beer not as hard to swallow as before, and it tasted fine.

But regular drinkers are more experienced, and when you think the wine is starting to get better, it's a sign that it's already high.

Apparently Qiao Lan, who doesn't drink much, doesn't know, and Tan Mo, who has never had a drink, is even less aware.