I Don’t Want To Be Popular

"Where am I welcome to play?" Chen Chuan asked.

Zhang Mengyue said: "Here."

"Where is this?"

"Get out!" Zhang Mengyue said softly.

There were crackling fireworks in the night sky, and Chen Chuan and Zhang Mengyue's next two sentences of conversation between Hu Kaili and He Meier were not heard clearly.

Chen Chuan had a great time watching the fireworks, and he also had a great time kneading them with his hands, from the slender waist to the hips to the buttocks.

Zhang Mengyue glared at Chen Chuan slightly angrily, but she couldn't stop him.

In the private room, other club members were still drinking and enjoying themselves, but some people heard the sound of fireworks and came out to watch.

When Zhang Mengyue saw someone coming out again, she hurriedly slapped Chen Chuan's hand away.

Seeing Zhang Mengyue like this, Chen Chuan couldn't help but smile, leaned over Zhang Mengyue's ear and said, "Tonight?"

"Definitely not." Zhang Mengyue said.

"President Hu, come in and drink!" Someone shouted at the door of the private room.

"Here we come!" Hu Kaili turned around and ran back, "Mr. Chen, come and continue drinking."

"You go back first, and I'll play outside for a while." Chen Chuan said.

"Okay." Hu Kaili returned to the private room.

He Meier was wearing a suspender top and short shorts. After standing outside for so long, she seemed to feel cold after being blown by the river breeze.

"Guitar master, I'm going back too, it's a bit cold outside." He Meier greeted and went back to the private room.

The fireworks continue in the night sky.

But after the others returned, only Chen Chuan and Zhang Mengyue were left.

The guitar master's hands seemed even more fearful.

Zhang Mengyue made a "squeak" sound, pushed away and said: "Don't be here..."

Chen Chuan pulled Zhang Mengyue to a very thick and tall tree. Standing in front of the tree, the two of them could not be seen from the door of the private room.

When they arrived in front of the tree, Zhang Mengyue was gently teased by Chen Chuan. Zhang Mengyue half-pushed her away, and was hugged by Chen Chuan and kissed her.

…

In the private room.

Hu Kaili was a little unhappy.

Because Gao Xuan didn't take his words seriously at all, he still called Chu Xiang from the SOC club to borrow a car.

Gao Xuan had done this behavior of not listening to him, the president, more than once.

Because the club also has a vice president, nicknamed "Handsome B", who is also in charge. On weekdays, many people listen to Handsome B. The board of directors, including Gao Xuan, are all close to Shuai B.

Hu Kaili was unhappy, drank another glass of beer, and said in a deep voice: "Gao Xuan, I told you not to contact Chu Xiang, but you went to borrow it from him, and you made me lose face, you know?"

"Brother Hu, is your face that important? I put the interests of the club first." Gao Xuan said.

"Oh! Club priority? I didn't found the club?" Hu Kaili raised his voice.

Gao Xuan smiled: "You founded it well, but for its development and growth, it's all Handsome B and the brothers who are doing the work."

"What do you mean? Are you saying that I don't do things and are mocking me as a idiot?" Hu Kaili's voice became louder and he glared at Gao Xuan.

Gao Xuan smiled and took a sip of wine and said, "I didn't say it, you said it yourself. Everyone sees your ability."

Snapped!

Hu Kaili slammed the table and yelled: "What are you kidding about, lying here? You're so mean! I'm going to tell you from the south, your kid really drank too much, you're so young, you're choking me!" ?!”

"I'm screaming!" Gao Xuan also stood up and said loudly.

The two men roared, and the table suddenly fell silent.

Vice President Shuai B stood up and said: "Why are you two still yelling? We are all brothers, why are you arguing about this matter? Kaili, Gao Xuan asked SOC to borrow a car, it is really for the club! Also! Gao Xuan, you know that Kaili and Chu Xiang are at odds, why don’t you bypass Chu Xiang and ask other people in SOC?”

"Okay, okay, we are all brothers, it's no big deal."

"Drink one drink after another."

Others also advised.

"You have diarrhea! You think I'm easy to mess with? I'm telling you, I won't use SOC Chu Xiang's car if you borrow it." Hu Kaili sat down and poured himself another glass of wine.

"Okay, okay, okay,

You are the president and you have the final say. You put your own face before the interests of the club. We won’t say anything else. You can make arrangements for yourself tomorrow. " Gao Xuan said.

Vice President Shuai B said, "Okay, calm down, let's go to Ninth Street to have fun. I'll make the arrangements."

"Brother B is awesome!"

"Brother B, open up! Let's go to Ninth Street!"

shouted others.

Everyone stood up and left the private room one after another.

In front of the big tree at the door of the private room.

Zhang Mengyue straightened her clothes and walked out. I walked to the nearby bathroom, looked in the mirror, arranged my hair, adjusted my bra cups, and put on a little lip gloss.

Those who had not drunk drove or called a few surrogate drivers. Others got into the MPV and the convoy roared toward Ninth Street.

Chen Chuan used [True Sobering Pill] to break down all the facts without leaving a drop.

He got into the newly purchased GT2RS and started the car. He happened to see Zhang Mengyue walking from the direction of the bathroom and getting into a red Ferrari 488.

Didi!

Chen Chuan honked the horn.

Zhang Mengyue was startled and looked at Chen Chuan who was sitting in the GT2RS. Her eyes were stern, as if she was asking, "You are drunk, how dare you drive?"

"Meng Yue, let's go." Gao Xuan shouted in the Ferrari.

When Zhang Mengyue passed the GT2RS, she said: "Can't you find someone to drive for you? Do you have to drive it yourself?"

"It's not as fun as having someone drive for you." Chen Chuan smiled.

Zhang Mengyue glared, turned around and saw Hu Kaili, and said, "President Hu, find a good driver for those who drink. Pay attention to safety."

"Don't worry, everything will be arranged." Hu Kaili said, pulling a young girl over and said to Chen Chuan, "Mr. Chen, you must have drank a lot. Let Amai drive. She has good driving skills and hasn't drunk."

Chen Chuan didn't want to give the impression of a drunk driver, so he got out of the car and walked to the passenger seat.

The girl who was driving got on the car and said with a smile: "Wow, this is my first time touching a GT2RS. How much does this car cost, bro?"

"Six million, do you know how to open it? Let me teach you." Chen Chuan came closer and had no place to put his hands, so he naturally pressed them on her white legs under her short skirt and told her briefly.

The girl also followed Chen Chuan's hand, fiddled with the buttons and the gear handle a few times, and said in surprise: "Wow, this gear handle is so exaggerated. It's the first time I've seen it. I love it. Okay, I understand, I've turned it on Ah. Wow, the power of this car is not inferior to that of Daniel! It is even more powerful than Daniel!"

boom!

The GT2RS burst into roar and kept up with the team.

In front of the PH Bar on Ninth Street, SJT's fleet arrived with a bang. The red Ferrari, the yellow Lamborghini, and the white McLaren were basically these three types of cars. They looked super luxurious and majestic. Immediately, many people who were playing outdoor live broadcasts on Ninth Street gathered around and started shooting various shots.

I also heard some male anchors tutting:

"Wow, there are so many beauties, and the quality is much higher than those on the street."

"Yes, it turns out that all the beautiful things are in sports cars. Brothers, please give me gifts. I'll go and strike up a conversation with you..."

"Wow, brothers, have you seen these legs and this appearance! Among so many supercars, a 911 actually got mixed in. Is the owner embarrassed? Oh, that's not an ordinary 911, that's a GT2RS. That's okay... …”

These male anchors came up to watch and talked about anything.

After the convoy came to a stop.

Chen Chuan said: "Sister, thank you for driving. Hey, we're here. You can take your hands off the gear handle."

"Handsome guy, can you give me a friend seat?" The girl fumbled with the handle and asked.

"Okay, I'll scan your code."

Because she didn't give her a ride, Chen Chuan had no choice but to add her as a friend. I won’t look at the core points or anything like that. Anyway, her looks and figure are pretty good. Anyone who can play in the supercar circle is no different.

Chen Chuan became friends with the girl and tidied up his clothes. Open the door and get out of the car.

There are a lot of outdoor anchors around, both men and women.

When a male anchor walked over, he said: "Can 911 be on the same team as 488 and Big Bull? That's awesome!"

The anchor's back and voice... actually looked familiar to Chen Chuan.

"Mr. Chen, let's go in." Hu Kaili came over and hugged Chen Chuan and laughed and said, "How are you doing? Is Amai's driving skills good?"

"It's pretty good. In sport mode, the gear shifting technique is pretty good." Chen Chuan said.

Supercars are generally automatic, but Porsche has always been equipped with a manual transmission.

Hu Kaili chuckled: "Mai's super-automatic transmission technology is even better. Let her take you to experience it one day."

"Forget it, I'm afraid of speeding and overturning..." Chen Chuan declined politely.

A group of people walked into the bar.

At eleven o'clock at night, it was the start of the night show. When queuing up to enter, the queue was very long.

But the club's group had obviously booked a table early, and several salespeople came out to greet them and went straight in.

The bar is full of colorful lights. DJ music hits you with a fiery atmosphere.

"Ding! [Nightclub DK] skill triggered!" The system prompt flashed.

This is a skill obtained in Chapter 247. When the host is in a nightclub, it will automatically gain the MAX of musicality, the master-level proficiency of stepping on the spot, fancy dance steps, and vibrational dance.

Because of the existence of this skill, Chen Chuan does not need to twist wildly. He only needs to hold a glass of wine gracefully and sway gently to the music. People next to him can feel the beauty of this rhythm.

When the sense of music is at its best, even when you raise a glass to drink, you can drink in a dancing style.

More than 30 people in the club packed two big cards.

Vice President Shuai B is a regular visitor here, and girls from the bar's atmosphere group, marketing group, and dance group flock here.

In a messy scene.

Zhang Mengyue looked at Chen Chuan drinking from a distance.

Chen Chuan also saw her and walked over.

Zhang Mengyue smiled and said in appreciation: "Dancing so well? It seems that the power of muscle control is indeed very strong."

"Of course, don't you know if it's strong or not?" Chen Chuan said with a smile.

Zhang Mengyue pursed her lips and smiled: "Yeah, I know deeply that he is indeed very strong."

"Go to the dance floor for a while?" Chen Chuan invited.

Zhang Mengyue stopped him with her eyes and said softly: "Don't be fooling around. Didn't you eat enough under the tree just now?"

Chen Chuan looked at the girl in the light and asked, "Tonight?"

"No." Zhang Mengyue shook her head, but she couldn't take her eyes away from the boy's handsome face and perfect figure in front of her. She hesitated and said, "I'll try my best..."

"Is it okay or not to try my best?" Chen Chuan asked.

Zhang Mengyue looked at the others, then at Gao Xuan, and nodded imperceptibly.

Chen Chuan said with a smile: "Tonight is a bit special."

"Why is it so special?" Zhang Mengyue asked.

"The one you keep asking to wear, not wearing."

"That's really not possible." Zhang Mengyue shook her head.

Chen Chuan shook his wine glass and looked at her.

The campus beauty of Zhang University still shook her head and said, "I know how to do that."

"Master Chen, come to the disco!" Hu Kaili shouted from a distance.

"Here we come." Chen Chuan walked towards Hu Kaili and said to Zhang University's beauty before leaving, "If you think about it, tell me. If it doesn't work, forget it."

"What does it mean to just forget it if it doesn't work?" Zhang Mengyue asked, watching Chen Chuan go to the dance floor.

Just now, we were watching the fireworks together under the big tree outside the private room. She was completely intoxicated. The dizziness caused by that beautiful feeling was still impacting her heart in waves. Is this what is called happiness?

Night wind, fireworks, a little tipsy, beautiful encounter.

Holding a glass of champagne, she leaned on the back of the booth, feeling the confetti falling from the sky, listening to the dynamic DJ music, and thinking about the words of the boy who brought her happiness and struggle.

"You want that...that's crazy." She took a sip of champagne.

"Mengyue, what are you thinking about?" A girl holding a silver mask came over to strike up a conversation.

Because of the mask, Zhang Mengyue couldn't tell who the other party was, but the other party knew her name and must be together, so she clinked glasses with her and the two of them took a sip.

"See how distracted you are, Sichun? Are you just imagining going back soon?" the girl wearing the mask said with a smile, and glanced at Gao Xuan, who was sitting in the booth not far away, and said, "Gao Xuan He's very handsome, but the new guy who just joined the club today is even more handsome. He's so handsome that he can kill all the boys in the club instantly. What's his name?"

"Ah? I don't remember either." Zhang Mengyue said.

"Don't remember? Oh... I don't know the name, so you just watch the fireworks under the big tree with others? Then you are so forgetful, the buttons are all opened." The girl smiled sweetly.

Zhang Mengyue's heart trembled violently, she looked at the girl opposite in horror, and said in a trembling voice: "What are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about." The girl took another sip of champagne and smiled confidently.

Zhang Mengyue took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. She had to pretend that she didn't care. If she panicked at this time, the other party might make unscrupulous demands.

As for the angle behind the big tree, you can't take a photo unless you are next to or parallel to it.

After a few thoughts, Zhang Mengyue calmed down, smiled slightly and said, "Who wouldn't like this handsome guy? It's just for fun."

"Yeah, it seems like you had a lot of fun. Are you still thinking about it now?" said the girl wearing a mask.

"..."

"What should I do? Now that I have seen your secret, do you want to give me some benefits to keep it secret?" the girl asked with a smile.

"..."

"Mengyue Pig, I'm kidding you!" The girl suddenly took off her mask, "Why, I'm really scared. Your face has turned pale."

Only then did Zhang Mengyue see clearly that the girl wearing the mask was actually his best friend Song Qingqing. She couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and stamped her feet: "You scared me to death. I'm already thinking about whether or not to get rid of you!"

"Hahahahaha!" Song Qingqing smiled happily, "Hey, how does it feel to kiss such a handsome guy? Have you ever done anything else besides kissing?"

Zhang Mengyue glared at Song Qingqing. Although this guy was his best friend, he couldn't tell her everything, so he said, "It's nothing else. I just had a few drinks at night and I kissed him out of nowhere. Hey, Keep your mouth shut, don't go out and talk nonsense."

"Okay, okay, how can I talk nonsense? I'm going to use this secret to blackmail you for a few hot pot meals~" Song Qingqing said with a smile, "Let's go to the disco."

"I won't go, you go first." Zhang Mengyue said.

Zhang Mengyue was still worried about what happened at night, hesitating whether to agree to him.

I took out my phone, found WeChat, and added each other as friends under the tree.

Biting her lower lip, Zhang Mengyue typed a word, then quickly turned off the phone, feeling her face burning.

Buzz!

On the dance floor.

Chen Chuan and Hu Kaili were having a blast.

Feeling the vibration of his phone, Chen Chuan took it out and looked at it. There was only one word: "Yes".

Chen Chuan replied to her with the number 3809.

Twelve o'clock at midnight.

Zhang Mengyue found a reason to take the first step, saying she wanted to go back to her dormitory, and left the bar.

She took a taxi parked in front of the bar, "Teacher, Intercontinental Hotel."

When she arrived at the hotel, she went to the lobby front desk to get the key, and then went to the room.

This is the best suite in the InterContinental Hotel, Presidential Suite No. 3809, which costs 41,000 a night.

Entering inside, Zhang Mengyue looked around first, this 338-square-meter luxury suite.