Reborn Nobility

Chapter 578 A false alarm?

Tonight, it will rain heavily, so there are not many guests, so the food and drinks will be served quickly.

"Come, let's pay tribute to the organizer of today's event, the monitor of our 93 Economics Class 1, and our classmate Xia Xiaoluo, the future student union president of the School of Economics and Management!" After three drinks, the atmosphere also changed.

Needing to be more active, Wu Yi stood up, raised his glass and smiled at Xia Xiaoluo, saying.

Tang Tiantian smiled and frowned, and said: "And me too! One slap can't make a sound! It was organized by the two of us!"

Wu Yi patted his mouth and said: "Zhang Zui! Forgot about our Miss Tang! Come, let's all pay respect to Xia Xiaoluo and Tang Tiantian, the organizers of this party."

Xia Xiaoluo looked at Wu Yi with a smile. Seeing him talking and laughing freely, he couldn't accept that he was really an insider planted by his opponent. Yes, Xia Xiaoluo's opponents now are all heavyweights, and none of them are from Xiao Ju's side.

For the sake of huge economic and political interests, the hero wants the informant to be placed next to Xia Xiaoluo at Zhongzhou University. It is not difficult. However, Xia Xiaoluo looked at Wu Yi's sunny smiling face and didn't believe it.

If this person were an insider, he would be so good at acting!

Xia Xiaoluo thought about it, but remained calm on the surface. He stood up and said, "I hope everyone can find their mate. If we can find a few pairs of eyes, I will be considered a complete meritorious deed! We have a rule in Central Plains Province, which is matchmaking.

, matchmaking is a matter of accumulating virtue and doing good deeds, and my wife will be able to have a son in the future!"

Xia Xiaoluo clinked a glass with everyone and drank it all in one gulp.

The girls were more reserved and blushed, cheerful and lively, and burst into giggles. Everyone understood the meaning of Xia Xiaoluo's words. The function of this meal was very clear. It was for blind dates. It was said to be a friendship.

That was a fig leaf, but Xia Xiaoluo was very straightforward.

Everyone knew that he was a successful writer at a young age. Looking at his food and clothing expenses, although he was not ostentatious, it could be seen that his family's conditions were not bad, and they couldn't help but look a little strange. Naturally, they were not confident.

, and I don’t have the courage to compete with He Shiyun for favor. Jealousy will cause trouble, but even if I can’t develop to that point, it is also a good thing to have more contact with young talents like Xia Xiaoluo.

"Yes, He Shiyun can give birth to a fat boy in the future!" Tang Tiantian smiled evilly.

He Shiyun was so shy that there were still several people between Naihe and Tang Tiantian. She couldn't rush over and pinch him. She could only stamp her feet and squeal in protest. She pinched Xia Xiaoluo secretly and pinched him.

He took a piece of fish meat, carefully removed the spines from it, fed it to Xia Xiaoluo and said, "I just can't stop your mouth, right?"

Xia Xiaoluo put his arms around He Shiyun's shoulders, smiling happily with the beauty in his arms.

Tangning Ye Qing stood coldly, twitching the corner of her mouth, and glanced at Xia Xiaoluo and He Shiyun, who were like a pair of lovers. She felt extremely sad, but she poured a small glass of white wine into her throat and swallowed it. Her eyes flashed.

It was so hot that I almost couldn't shed a few tears.

Xia Xiaoluo tasted the spiciness of the white wine, and felt that the white wine was like a knife, falling down the throat and into the stomach, pulling a hot, scorching thread. It stirred in the stomach for a few minutes, and then his mind surged.

A little dizzy. Xia Xiaoluo loves to drink liquor, especially on a quiet rainy night, under a lonely lamp, having a few drinks alone, or drinking with two or three friends, it is very delicious.

However, Xia Xiaoluo drank today's wine with a bit of murderous intent and a bit of pride.

Xia Xiaoluo's box is next to the window, and next to it is a thirteen-story urban building. If the opponent occupies the thirteenth floor, he can use the hook lock gun to slide down the zipline and assassinate him at close range. It has a lot of potential.

success rate.

When Xia Xiaoluo entered the door, he had deliberately chosen his position, leaning against the wall and avoiding facing the window, in case there were snipers upstairs. Snipers were impossible, but it was completely possible to use cold weapons.

Xia Xiaoluo smiled and tried to test, he said: "Wu Yi, close the curtains, you are worried about the rain outside!"

Wu Yi sat with his back against the window. After listening to Xia Xiaoluo's words, he didn't have any abnormal reaction, so he closed the curtains and sat down to continue drinking with a few boys.

Xia Xiaoluo was surprised and thought to himself, could it be that I am worrying too much? He just glanced at Uncle Liang who was sitting at the bottom. He just lowered his head to deal with the steamed buns and dishes and just ate. When he heard Xia Xiaoluo wanted to close the curtains, he said

None.

Wen Zhang was talking about avant-garde writers to a girl next to him. He said that several of Ge Fei's novels were very similar to a certain work by Calvino. He was so arrogant that he no longer wanted to be arrogant at all. He sat blankly like a tree with his face flushed with shame.

and the girls around me

They kept talking. Xia Xiaoluo finally figured out that this kid was also a thief with a bad heart but no courage. Tian Fengcai still looked at his nose, mouth and mouth, just like meditating. Xia Xiaoluo couldn't help but laugh. How can this be called

Friendship is simply like sitting in meditation.

Xia Xiaoluo was eating and drinking. What he was most worried about was He Shiyun's safety. He hoped that these people had eliminated the dangerous forces in the periphery. It would be best if they could find out who was behind the scenes...

Xia Xiaoluo was thinking about it when his cell phone suddenly vibrated. Xia Xiaoluo picked up the phone and pressed the answer button without going out. He only heard a voice on the phone that was cold and emotionless, but he could clearly feel his feelings towards Xia Xiaoluo.

Xiao Luo's loyal and respectful voice: "Master Luo, the perimeter is safe, no problem."

"Huh?" Xia Xiaoluo frowned, this was quite unexpected. He had already thought that there would be a fierce battle when we went out to dinner today.

"Now, our people have entered the Xindi Hotel and the karaoke area below. Don't worry, we will ensure that nothing goes wrong. Please feel free to relax." The other party explained quickly. There were also bursts of rain.

, it seems that this person was making a phone call in the rain. Then, he seemed to be very emotional and said: "Master Luo, you have done too much for Daquan, you need to rest."

"Yeah. I understand." Xia Xiaoluo hung up the phone and thought to himself, it seems that this person is a member of the big circle. If he is from the special forces, he has strong discipline and will not talk nonsense at all.

After hearing the news, Xia Xiaoluo immediately felt relaxed. It seemed like a false alarm. However, he was sure that the identities of Wu Yi and Uncle Liang were not as simple as they seemed.

Looking at Uncle Liang who had already finished his meal, he was sitting there calmly, with his back straight and his hands on his legs. Xia Xiaoluo thought to himself that this man must have been a soldier.

Xia Xiaoluo became more excited and told a few dirty jokes that were romantic but not obscene, making the girls around him burst into laughter. The awesome image of an artistic young man that Wen Zhang had just created was completely different from the vulgar Xia Xiaoluo.

The young writer collapsed in front of him and collapsed thousands of miles away.

Xia Xiaoluo competed with them again and drank a lot of white wine. After everyone was full, they went downstairs to sing at karaoke. The money for the meal was naturally paid by the rich second generation. Xia Xiaoluo deliberately pretended to be martial arts.

Cheng had a depressed look on his face and muttered, "I'm paying for this meal for you first, but you'll all have to share it with me later." He blamed himself for being a troublemaker. Seeing him like this, how could it be possible?

Is he the so-called informant? He was also sighing in his heart. If he was really an informant, just based on the carefree life they had together these days, the relationship they had while drinking and talking nonsense, he would have the heart to shoot him.

What?

Fortunately, he was not. A happy smile appeared on the corner of Xia Xiaoluo's mouth.

When we got to the KTV box downstairs, Wu Yi directly ordered the most luxurious presidential package, which cost 30,000 yuan a night. The drinks were also in accordance with the best package standards. Just serve the royal salute. If you drink too much, you will have to pay for it later.

Wu Yi didn't bring much cash. He just spent two thousand on a meal and had already spent all the cash. He swiped his card and muttered casually: "Damn, I still have sixty thousand for living expenses this month..."

This series of actions shocked the little girls. His monthly living expenses cost a little over 100,000 yuan. Who is this guy? He must be too rich!

At this moment, Xia Xiaoluo was like a firefly in the dark night in the eyes of these girls who did not understand his strength. However, after spending so much money on martial arts, Xia Xiaoluo

Xiao Luo knew that it was over, he had been completely killed in an instant. His fire was completely turned off. Compared with the martial arts of the rich second generation, the young writer Xia Xiaoluo became a scumbag.

Even the few girls who had been expressing their admiration to Xia Xiaoluo just now were now showing off to Wu Yi.

Hearing Zhang was quite gloating about his misfortune, he kept laughing on the side and whispered to Xia Xiaoluo: "There are talented people in the country, and each mountain is higher than the other. Brother, although you are better off than me, you are still a scholar after all. Now

It’s the era of commodity economy, you’re going to die with me..."

"Hmm. I'm so depressed..." Xia Xiaoluo said deliberately.

"Don't be depressed. Let's eat big money today and try to eat up his remaining 60,000 yuan in living expenses this month, so that he can drink the northwest wind." Wen Zhang winked and said to Xia Xiaoluo.

"Well, that's a good idea!" In fact, Xia Xiaoluo knows that martial arts is not the kind of person who deliberately shows off. Besides, it costs tens of thousands to treat classmates to dinner, but you show it off to me. You have to show off every day.

I think this shows off quite well.

In fact, Xia Xiaoluo was not only not angry with Wu Yi, but was even grateful to him in his heart.

As soon as he entered college, he found that the influence of his plagiarized novel was still there, and he was even called a young writer. After briefly enjoying the pleasure of vanity, Xia Xiaoluo missed the feeling of standing in front of others.

It felt like being behind the scenes and controlling everything. Being low-key was the only way to be at ease. He wished that the limelight of martial arts would overshadow him.

The presidential box is very large, with a sofa against the wall, a small bar, a karaoke table, a card table, and a swivel chair on the stage. It can seat forty or fifty people, so it seems crowded. Two dormitories

When 11 people sat inside, they were like a sudden drop in the ocean, completely inconspicuous. Some of the boys and girls were a little shy, such as Tian Fengcai, who sat at the bar, probably thinking about math problems. Yin Dang was also shy.

He sat down at the card table, not daring to approach the girl.

Several girls were also sitting scattered.

Xia Xiaoluo smiled and said: "By the way, today's event is organized by me and Tang Tiantian, please let us arrange it, okay?"

Wu Yiwen Zhang knew that they must have a deep meaning and shouted: "Okay!"

Xia Xiaoluo's face turned cold, and he pretended to be serious: "Don't cause divisions for me, don't engage in small collectivism, and it is strictly forbidden to start a new one, just squeeze them together!"

The girls all knew what Xia Xiaoluo was planning, and their faces turned red, but they were also secretly happy. Isn't this what they also expect? Intimate contact between men and women of the opposite sex is something they all look forward to in high school, which one?

A girl is not pregnant? Besides, the boys in this dormitory are pretty good! Very good!

Wen Zhang took advantage of the opportunity to get the wine and walked up to Xia Xiaoluo and said in his ear: "Brother, you are such an excellent pimp!"