This is like peeling off Lin Mengxian’s face in public. You should know that girls are also very considerate.

It is true that the four girls are best friends, but there is not a competitive relationship between them. Girls are more proud of their faces than boys. They compare their family background, education, appearance, figure, and boyfriends. They compare everything, and sometimes they can break up their faces.

Lin Mengxian is fat and no one chases her. Her best friends have similar family backgrounds, but she has always been full of superiority in this regard. At a party last night, Lin Pangniu had a man! In her mouth, the man was still unparalleled in learning, which is rare in Chinese! How is this amazing?

So everyone said in private and said that they must review it carefully to see if that is really the case.

Now, the two scammers have indeed been exposed! I think what do you, Fat Girl Lin, say?

Zhang Mingfang found that Lin Mengxian's face looked very ugly and was already a little cold. She secretly regretted it and smiled and said, "I really don't know how to do that, let's drink and chat."

At this time, Song Baojun finally mobilized his entire body's secret energy, reached his current best state, and used his talent of a vulgar personality to slowly become deeper, saying, "Immortal, after drinking this cup of purple moon, I have some thoughts."

"Uh?" Lin Mengxian quickly sat upright.

Song Baojun shook the purple liquid in the crystal wine glass, his eyes were filled with melancholy, his face was full of vicissitudes, and said, "I have drunk many kinds of wine, walked through bridges in many places, and watched clouds many times... but I have only loved a girl of the best age."

His voice was full of magnetic and slightly hoarse. The accurate pauses, stress, and speed of speech corresponded to the priorities of the artistic conception in several parallel sentences, and the grasp was very clever. The tone of the last sentence was bent and dropped, which made the overall artistic appeal and deeply grasped the difficulties and key points of recitation.

Just a few simple sentences piled up and turned into endless poems and essays.

Especially the grammatical twist of the last sentence, the feelings are sincere and specific, as if they are dull and unwilling, but there is a strong feeling of regret in the unwillingness to break the word.

He read so beautifully that his voice contained infinite magic, and it seemed that the lights in the bar were also dim. In the end, there were only four big words: "Pretending to behave."

The three best friends were sitting proudly, but at this time they stretched their necks indecently and savored the poems with only four lines in their hearts. A touch gradually appeared on their faces as they watched the jokes.

"I have only loved a girl of the best age"!

It's so real, it's like tasting a glass of peerless wine, and the endless aftertaste is always lingering in my heart.

Zhang Mingfang blinked his misty eyes and said, "The words are not gorgeous, the words are not beautiful, but this faint sadness... Sorry, I really can't stop..."

The other two girls were already dumbfounded and could not get out of this sad love poem for a long time.

Song Baojun leaned against the sofa, raised his legs and shook them, picked up a precious gold-suited river hookah and said, "Immortal, come and light a cigarette for my brother!"

Lin Mengxian took the reaction of her best friend into his eyes, and her vanity was greatly satisfied. She really wanted to rush over and give him a sweet kiss. Hearing this, the waiter immediately asked for a kerosene lighter and came over to light it up very hard.

Of course, later, Zhang Mingfang learned from others that the love poem that touched her for several days was actually a love letter written by Shen Congwen to Zhang Zhaohe. He was so angry that he broke a high-end mobile phone on the spot, but it was not something Song Baojun expected. Zhang Mingfang studied in the ancient Chinese literature major and had to organize club activities every day. He was so busy that he would not be familiar with the works of every writer of the Republic of China.

However, at this time, the attitudes of several best friends changed significantly on the spot.

Meng Manning slid her hair on her forehead and smiled and said, "Xianxian, your boyfriend's classmate is quite capable."

"Of course, he learned it from my boyfriend, so he could only learn one or two tenths of the time." Lin Mengxian took the opportunity to hug Tan Qingkai's thin arm, like his thighs and hands were pressed against each other.

Meng Manning rolled her eyes: The blind man can tell, how much can your boyfriend's embroidered pillows have to learn? This person with disheveled clothes is obviously a real talent.

Zhang Mingfang didn't feel so stupid when she saw Song Baojun's dress. Instead, she thought she was free and easy, so she came forward and took the initiative to find topics to chat.

There are enough talents in Chinese! I would have pulled him into Yunmo Pavilion if I had known.

"By the way, Song Baojun, what clubs do you join?"

Song Baojun counted with his finger and said, "Only two, one is the World of Demons and World of Fights Game Alliance, and the other is, uh... I remember that the one who signed up for the first time seemed to be Yunmo Pavilion."

"You have joined Yunmo Pavilion? Why didn't I know you before?"

Song Baojun scratched his head: "As soon as we first entered the first year of the year, our squad leader asked us to register. If you register, you would invite you to the canteen to have a meal at the night of registration. Each person would have two meat and vegetables and one vegetarian dish. I would quickly sign up. Anyway, I don't have to attend events in the future, just make a look for the boss of the club to see."

Zhang Mingfang was suddenly covered in black lines.

Compared with yesterday, Song Baojun's mood has improved greatly. After two consecutive emotional hardships of Yuan Shuang and Xi Caiwei, along with the accelerated integration of his vulgar personality, he became more and more fulfilling. Facing the girl no longer as restrained as before, his behavior and expression were a bit relaxed, and he was not at a disadvantage when communicating with Zhang Mingfang and the other girls.

Time gradually passed, and the nightlife officially kicked off after ten o'clock in the evening, and there were more guests.

A tall and tall young man walked into the bar surrounded by many followers.
Chapter completed!