Chapter 34 Comrade Lover (Thank you, Silver Alliance Leader, for "checking in when school starts")

In order to express my gratitude to the leader of the Silver Alliance, today I have updated a two-in-one chapter, which can be regarded as an additional chapter.

People arrived one after another and sat at two big tables.

Judging from their appearance, most of them should be high school students, a few junior high school students, and a few college students.

Regardless of whether they are men or women, everyone has an extraordinary "accent".

Finally, Shen Jie's belated arrival announced the official start of the birthday party.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late."

Shen Jie wore a light-colored long dress today, barefoot and low-heeled plastic sandals, with a necklace hanging around her neck, carrying a small bag, and seemed to have put on light makeup.

As she put her bag down and sat down, she looked for the positions of Xiao Yao and Zhang Zhengkai with her eyes - she couldn't help but be startled when she saw these two people sitting together, chatting and laughing, so intimate.

Xiao Yao and Zhang Zhengkai raised their heads together, casually greeted Shen Jie, and started chatting by themselves again.

What the hell are these two people...

Fortunately, Xiao Yao's style today was quite satisfactory to her.

With a new haircut, new clothes and glasses, he looks a little handsome at first glance?

"I've seen Chevalier Armand," Zhang Zhengkai said eloquently: "It's also a work by Alexandre Dumas, but I think it's better than "The Three Musketeers."

"My favorite is Sienkiewicz's "The Crusader Knights."

"Praise Jesus Christ!" Zhang Zhengkai smiled and raised his right hand.

"Eternal life!" Xiao Yao immediately connected with the "cut", and the two of them high-fived.

Could it be that these two people had drawn up some overlord treaty and planned to divide themselves up? Shen Jie couldn't hear the specific content of their chat, but just shook her head to dispel this absurd idea.

A fat man with an extraordinary bearing stood up - he was the current boyfriend of Zhou Xiaoying, the birthday party's birthday party, and announced the official start of the luncheon.

Cold cuts, hot dishes, soups and desserts, everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Xiao Nanguo specializes in local cuisine. I don’t know why local cuisine such as local cuisine has become popular again recently. Xiao Nanguo has become even more famous. It is very well-known in the catering industry in Shanghai. It seems to have opened a branch in Dongzhudu. .

The dishes are all authentic local dishes, and all the dishes are cooked very delicious: the braised trotters are fat but not greasy, even Yu Luying, who usually does not eat fatty meat, said in the text message that she can accept it; the crystal shrimps are also delicious. Q's tender meat tastes fresh and looks good; the crispy squab is crispy and nutritious...

The only shortcoming is that each dish is only enough for one person and one chopstick. Before coming, Shen Jie and herself gave many instructions to pay attention to how you eat, so when Xiao Yao saw the popular dishes served, he basically didn't show any curiosity.

During the banquet, everyone also presented birthday gifts to Zhou Xiaoying, the birthday girl. Shen Jie’s gift was a rose wax piece, which showed that Zhou Xiaoying liked it very much.

Zhang Zhengkai's gift made Zhou Xiaoying's smile awkward but not impolite.

It was a knight's coat of arms brooch with a rather elegant shape. Judging from the quality, it might even be a genuine item preserved from the old era - Xiao Yao was worried that Mingzhu might not have done it secretly.

He felt a little guilty and secretly complained about why Shen Jie didn't remind him to prepare a gift - but even if he did, he wouldn't have the money to buy it, right?

"Where did we just talk?" Zhang Zhengkai sat down again and interrupted Xiao Yao's confusion.

"The fall of the Byzantine Empire?" Xiao Yao thought for a while: "And modern poetry?"

"I don't read much modern poetry." Zhang Zhengkai touched his chin.

"I can show you the special research on "The Death of the Poet" that I did in the elective group last semester."

"You must, you must show it to me." Zhang Zhengkai patted Xiao Yao's arm: "There is also the 1999 bound edition of "Science Fiction Emperor" you just mentioned. I have been looking for it for a long time..."

"Just lend it to you."

"By the way, you can participate with me in the next essay competition. I will guarantee your spot in the primary election. My dad has a good relationship with the Director of Education." Zhang Zhengkai patted his chest.

"Okay, that's great."

During the banquet, Xiao Yao couldn't understand most of the topics as they changed glasses. Fortunately, no one asked him for his opinion. He pretended to be listening with interest, and laughed when others laughed.

I feel like I have never made a fool of myself.

Fortunately, there is Zhang Zhengkai who can chat with him.

"You mean, your family has a collection of real armor?" Xiao Yao's eyes lit up.

"Full-body armor from Milan during the Renaissance," Zhang Zhengkai said, "Next time you come to my house, can I lend it to you?"

"Is it really possible?" Xiao Yao was really envious: "I can only enjoy the game, real guys are expensive, right?"

"Fortunately, it's not expensive," Zhang Zhengkai said: "For example, a chainmail is usually more than three thousand, a pair of armor is usually ten or twenty thousand, a helmet and a shield can be made for a few hundred yuan, and there are only two swords in the country.

Hanwei and Longquan, I think Hanwei is more professional..."

"That's indeed not very expensive," Xiao Yao said with a smile, "Is your sword sharpened?"

"There are a few that were secretly sharpened by someone," Zhang Zhengkai lowered his voice: "But sharpening is not good. What do you want to use it for? It's too big and conspicuous to be practical. What don't you want to use it for?

, if it’s on you, you’re breaking the law.”

Then, Zhang Zhengkai began to brag to Xiao Yao about the horse named "Fire" that his family raised at the racecourse.

"Is everyone done with the desserts?" The fat man who looked like a housekeeper stood up, hugged Zhou Xiaoying with one hand, and held a huge cake in the other hand, inviting everyone to go to the "Money Cabinet" KTV to continue the second half.

Shen Jie looked at Xiao Yao and Zhang Zhengkai again, feeling that these two people were already wishing to sworn sworn friends on the spot, and she couldn't help but feel a trace of apology in her heart.

I don't want to destroy the friendship between men, I really don't want to, I am also a victim.

The two boys stood up and walked towards him together.

This guy Zhang Zhengkai not only came uninvited, but also stretched out his arm to me as a matter of course, indicating that I could take him.

As usual, he is not only shameless but also thinks he is a gentleman and polite.

Sorry, man's friendship.

Shen Jie smiled and reached out to hold Xiao Yao's arm, and the latter trembled.

"Let me introduce you," Shen Jie looked around at her friends generously: "This is Xiao Yao."

Friends exclaimed and talked in various directions. Some congratulated Xiao Yao, some complimented Xiao Yao for his "good accent", some were gossiping, and some were in disbelief.

"St. Francis Middle School, a great school!" Zhou Xiaoying's boyfriend gave a thumbs up: "The key point in the district."

"What a good student, a top student." said a thin boy with a somewhat effeminate manner of speech.

"Where, where."

Xiao Yao held Shen Jie's arm in his hand and was chatting with her friends, but he saw Zhang Zhengkai holding his hands and walking to the edge of the crowd.

The young man pursed his lips, but did not really cry.

what happened to him?

Xiao Yao was just about to ask Zhang Zhengkai what was going on when he was dragged away by Shen Jie.

"What's wrong with Zhang Zhengkai, is he acting weird all of a sudden?" Xiao Yao asked Shen Jie beside him in a low voice on the way to the cashier KTV.

"I want to ask you what's wrong," Shen Jie bit his ear: "Why are you so close to the district chief?"

Xiao Yao looked back at the unhappy Zhang Zhengkai: "Young Master, District Chief? I just feel that I can talk to him very well..."

"I don't like him." Shen Jie said simply: "And I don't think he likes you either."

"Why?" Xiao Yao was puzzled.

"Oh, are you stupid?" Shen Jie flicked Xiao Yao's arm.

"?"

While we were talking, we had already arrived at the "Money Cabinet" KTV.

Xiao Yao went to places like KTV when he was a child. At that time, it was called "Karaoke", but later it slowly became "KTV" at some point.

Xiao Yao never understood why he had to spend a lot of money to have a group of people sing around the TV when he couldn't sing anywhere.

After stepping into the door of the "money cabinet", it seems that you have stepped into another world.

The air here seems to be blue, and the whole world seems to have a dark blue filter added to it.

Although there were smooth and shiny mirrors all around, the visibility was still not high, which took Xiao Yao's eyes a while to adjust.

The courteous waiter led the group of people through the maze-like corridors, and all kinds of heartbreaking, howling, and horrifying sounds came from each large or small compartment.

Xiao Yao stood on tiptoes and looked in through the glass area on the door, wanting to see what kind of people were so ignorant of themselves.

"We're here, watch out for the glass." The waiter reached out to push the door open, but found nothing.

"I thought there was glass here." He muttered awkwardly.

More than a dozen boys and girls rushed in. Some sat down and started playing with their mobile phones, some rushed over to request songs, and some unscrewed the caps of soda bottles.

"This is the VIP party club package booked by Ms. Shen. It is a luxurious package of 12 hours of singing. Fruit plate, drinks and snacks will arrive later."

"Have you ordered the Blue Bird Junsheng? Give me a piece." A young man with a bit of a gangster-fei temperament called out.

"Sorry, according to regulations we cannot provide alcoholic drinks to minors..." the waiter explained.

"Tsk, Lao Shen, what kind of crappy place are you looking for? You might as well go to my dad's place..." A Fei leaned back strategically and crossed his legs.

The prelude of "Jiangbei" sounded at this time.

"This is a regular KTV. Go to your dad's place and give everyone one... to sing along?" Shen Jie knocked on his head and made a "dong" sound.
To be continued...