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497. Beijing Punk

A few guys cried and made jokes, but they made up the atmosphere. To be honest, with Li Yifan's mood, he was a little repulsive to such a college life.

After experiencing so many life and death, he did not have much expectations for such a mediocre college career. Although he was only in his early twenties, he was indeed in his thirties and was in his thirties. He really had nothing to look forward to about his student days.

After all, he had already walked through those roads, and after experiencing the colorful lives of later generations, his student life was more helpless and ordinary in his heart.

But unexpectedly, the troubles of these guys made a warm current in his heart. It seemed that the beauty of his former student days had suddenly returned to him, as if he had regained some of the feelings he had back then.

Carefree and unrestrained, everyone brags about the world and chats about the mountains, and it seems that the student life is not as boring as originally imagined.

Several guys cried and howled, asking Li Yifan to look good, but Li Yifan pretended to be deep and silent, which made these guys unable to figure out whether what Wei Sheng said just now was true or false. After all, Wei Sheng looked a little drunk.

"No, this big dog family can't let him go so easily. He looks handsome than me and has more money than me. The most hateful thing is that he even took over the number one beauty in the class. It's really cheap to eat him for a meal today. Brothers, it seems that he has to give this kid some blood!"

Zhu Cheng looked carefree and whispering. He really didn't look like a southerner at all, but Li Yifan liked this guy very much. Although this kid looked a bit naughty, his temperament was really quite up to his appetite.

"That's right, that's enough for a meal. I think it's at least five, six, seven or eight."

Liu Xiaotao also said with a whisper. Mao Qing was eager to try it beside him, only Zhang Peng sat on the other side and just smiled faintly. From beginning to end, he seemed not to be integrated into Li Yifan and the others' small circle.

"Okay. Please make some random things, as long as you say, then we will dare to continue."

Li Yifan is very generous. If you are young, you have to take advantage of your youth and be willing to be slutty. Moreover, there are indeed many good things in the capital, waiting for him to try it.

"Yeah. I'm not too small. I heard that there is a Lao Mo restaurant in our capital, which is quite famous. I've wanted to try it for a long time. Since you are so generous, you might as well entertain everyone to that place to enjoy the food."

Liu Xiaotao asked Li Yifan half-jokingly. Lao Mo is quite famous in the student circle of Beijing. He was famous before because this was just a relatively authentic and time-honored Western restaurant in Beijing, and he is also good at Russian food.

But to be honest, in recent years, with the influx of a large number of Western restaurants, the products of this restaurant have long had no advantages compared to others, but many students still like it. Because mentioning that name represents a complex.

"No problem, let's go wherever we go!"

Li Yifan's generousness really surprised Liu Xiaotao. His father, who had studied in the capital before, was obsessed with the place he had studied in the capital, and often mentioned it in his ears. However, it was really not cheap to spend there once. If they had not had a thousand yuan for a meal, they wouldn't be able to get it down at all. But unexpectedly, Li Yifan really agreed to it in one mouthful. Li Yifan's boldness instantly made Liu Xiaotao's favorable impression of him.

This kid is worthy of being handed over, really not stingy at all!

Mao Qing and Zhu Cheng, two guys who didn't know what Lao Mo was, only knew that they had successfully sent a meal from Li Yifan, and of course they cheered.

As for Wei Sheng, he was already asleep with a bottle of wine at this time, while Zhang Peng was still sitting next to them, smiling without saying a word...

The distance between several young people was quickly getting closer, except for Zhang Peng. For some reason, he seemed to feel a little out of place for this circle.

Li Yifan was very generous, but Zhang Peng felt a little unhappy. He was a person who liked to plot everything clearly. Of course he liked others to treat him, but if he asked him to come back, he would feel a little distressed.

If Li Yifan is so generous, if the people present are really tactful, they will definitely invite you back then. After all, this is the way to survive in this society. If you don’t show any of it, you will only go to the big guys and take advantage of it. It’s okay if you have too many, who is willing to pay attention to you?

So although Mao Qing, Zhu Cheng, and Liu Xiaotao didn't say it clearly, they all knew what to do. They would definitely ask for it, but Zhang Peng was a little hesitant here.

It took him hundreds of dollars to ask them back, which was his living expenses for half a month, and what are the benefits of just mingling with them like this?

It’s just eating and drinking. Instead of wasting all your energy here, it’s better to study hard. Thinking of this, Zhang Peng made up his mind to not have a meal with these people in the future.

At this time, Li Yifan also made a conclusion in his heart that he would never ask Zhang Peng to come out together for dinner next time. This guy looked like a rooster, and he didn't seem to be very compatible with the people in this small circle.

Several people started eating and drinking again, and bragging about it. After ten minutes, Zhang Peng got up to go to the bathroom. No one cared about it, but after a long time, he didn't come back. Li Yifan thought the boy had sneaked away, but at this moment, a loud noise came from the bathroom.

Li Yifan looked back and saw that in the corridor leading to the bathroom, Zhang Peng was being pulled onto the wall with his neck and his collar.

Zhang Peng is not short, about 1.8 meters tall, and has a good figure. With short sleeves, you can see that this guy's exposed forearms is still quite fleshy. The guy who grabbed his neck is only 1.7 meters tall, not a few thin, and his hair is even more exaggerated with a cockscomb head. He has a wide black T-shirt, tight black jeans on his lower body, and thick smoky makeup. It is impossible to tell whether he is a man or a woman.

At this time, the guy raised his hand and slapped Zhang Peng in the face. However, Zhang Peng, a five-foot man, did not resist at all, but closed his eyes. What's going on? Do these two people know each other?

"Your mother is so stinky, she's blind. She doesn't walk on her feet. She's stepping on your grandfather's feet!"

The guy dressed in a weird outfit cursed at Zhang Peng with a duck neck and raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

This guy's arrogance and Zhang Peng's cowardice immediately made Li Yifan and Zhu Cheng angry. Mao Qing and Liu Xiaotao were not people who like to cause trouble, but after drinking some wine today, they were a little angry at this time.

Although I don’t like Zhang Peng very much, I can’t watch my classmates be bullied like this!

Li Yifan got up and walked over there. At this time, there were already people around the smoke-smoked guy. Obviously, the movement here attracted a lot of onlookers.

The hotel's staff and boss came to persuade them. Of course, they didn't want these people to make trouble in their hotel, but Yan Xunzhuang didn't buy his account at all. They still grabbed Zhang Peng's collar with one hand and slapped him against the wall while slapping him in the face.

As soon as you get closer, you can hear clearly. The force on this guy's hand is not light. Zhang Peng's face is swollen because he thrusts, and there are still bursts of "slap" sounds from time to time.

"I'm so stupid, I'm blind, blocking my way to fuck your mother?"

Li Yifan kicked Yan Xunzhuang and kicked him out with one kick, and saved Zhang Peng.

Among their group, he was the highest, 1.88 meters tall, nearly 1.9 meters tall, Liu Xiaotao was more than 1.8 meters tall, Zhu Cheng was 1.75 meters tall, and Mao Qing was 1.72 meters tall. However, he took the lead, and this group of people came over with a very imposing momentum.

Yan Xunzhuang was shocked by the group of people who suddenly came out, especially when Liu Xiaotao and the others behind Li Yifan were holding beer bottles in their hands. His mouth was bleak but he didn't dare to speak out. It was obviously a man who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong.

"Yo! Who is so arrogant? How dare you hit my brother here?"

At this time, a very familiar voice sounded behind Li Yifan. Li Yifan turned around and saw a somewhat strange but extremely familiar guy standing behind him.

A black T-shirt, black tight jeans, a pair of white Nike shoes on her feet, long hair, and a figure that is still so thin, but a pair of thick black plastic eyes were set up on her face, and a few shiny earrings were added to her ears.

He has a standard punk rock dress and a thicker smoky makeup on his eyes. Although it looks very strange, as long as he carefully distinguishes it, Li Yifan will know that he really knows this guy.

"Fuck, it turns out it's you guy? Why, is this still playing rock?"

When the man looked at the big man in front of him, he was stunned at first, but after seeing the strong man's face clearly, he suddenly laughed and laughed!

"Fuck, who do I think it is? It turns out that it is yours. You are really not good enough. I haven't seen you for several years. I heard that you have been admitted to Beijing, but you don't even say hello to me when you come to Beijing. You are so inauthentic."

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've been out of town some time ago. Didn't you come here? Today I came out to drink with my brothers in the dormitory, but I didn't expect to encounter this..."

"Don't mention this to me, go, find a place to drink. You must give me enough today, otherwise I won't let you go."
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