The man with glasses looked around and felt that he was staying up late until he lost his hair and wrote a paper.

He looked at Tang Xiaoguo's face and couldn't help saying, "I like you."

Cao Xin and Song Qiyue couldn't help laughing.

Tang Xiaoguo was angry and pointed at Jiang Can: "Then you get him drunk."

"ah?"

"I dare not compare my alcohol tolerance?"

The man was angry: If I hadn’t had a good alcohol tolerance, I could have survived until I graduated from a doctorate?

He glanced at Jiang Can: Rare Chicken!

"Brother, do you dare to compare?"

Jiang Can looked at the glass in his hand: "It's too slow, blow it on the bottle."

"Okay." The man turned around and wanted to go back to his desk to find beer.

"There's here." Tang Xiaoguo pointed to the table, "I'll ask."

The man just opened his mouth.

"Don't be pretentious." Tang Xiaoguo raised her legs and crossed her legs.

"You can find a helper." Jiang Can reminded.

Each bottle of beer is five pieces, and no matter how small the mosquitoes are, they are still meat. He wants to take the opportunity to get more.

The man sneered, picked up a bottle of beer and poured it into his mouth, and finished it in about ten seconds.

He looked at Jiang Can provocatively.

Jiang Can took a bottle of beer casually, but he didn't even see how the Adam's apple moved, and the bottle of wine was "killed".

"Come again?"

After five bottles, seeing that Jiang Can still looked as usual, the man began to shake.

He endured his disgust and drank the sixth bottle. Looking at Jiang Canyun's calm and gentle appearance, the man in glasses was almost desperate.

"I can find a helper, I don't mind." Jiang Can reminded him kindly again.

"I've drunk a lot just now..." the man in glasses defended.

"It's okay, let your friends come and help. Lao Jiang is usually crazy, I'm waiting for you to throw him over." Tang Xiaoguo smiled.

Jiang Can rolled his eyes at her.

The man in glasses looked at Jiang Can's face, and the more he looked, the more angry he became.

"OK!"

He waved.

Several friends had heard the conversation here a long time ago, and they didn't hesitate to hear this and walked over one by one.

Song Qiyue and Cao Xin have already raised their phones.

Some people around have noticed this place long ago.

Originally, many people were attracted by the appearance of the people at this table, but now they saw Jiang Can drinking a bunch of beer bottles without any drunkenness, but they were curious about his alcohol tolerance.

and……

After drinking so much beer, he didn't go to the bathroom, so his kidneys are good.

Some girls blushed.

Six men surrounded Jiang Can in the center.

Tang Xiaoguo asked the waiter to deliver six boxes of beer.

The man in glasses pointed at Jiang Can staggeringly. He was drowsy when he came up with alcohol and said to Jiang Can: "Brother, it's still time to regret it now."

"My brother is from Lu Province. I have been drinking beer as water since I was a child." He pointed to another man.

"Yes, we don't bully the less, just let me do it," the man smiled, "We're a friendly exchange."

"That's right," the other person smiled, "My name is Zhang Ping, what do you call me brother?"

"Jiang Can."

"I, Li Can," a thin guy stretched out his hand, "We are quite destined to be together."

Jiang Can reached out and grabbed him lightly.

"I don't have a destiny to you, but they are all from our old Jiang family!" A chubby guy like Maitreya Buddha stood up.

A guy who kept looking down at his phone raised his head and looked at Jiang Can: "Are you quite famous?"

Several other people looked at me asking.

The man raised his cell phone and said, "Is that right? That's right, my sister is your fan!"

Jiang Can picked up the bottle and said, "Drink."

"I'll do it." The man in Lu Province rolled up his sleeves.

He picked up a bottle of wine and drank it in one breath.

The other people followed the guy who recognized Jiang Can and browsed the information on the Internet.

Seeing a group of young ladies in the comment area asking for hugs and love, several men were a little unhappy.

They have long been unhappy.

It’s strange that he looks so good and even has dinner with three beautiful ladies, so he doesn’t let the same-sex be jealous.

"You can't beat him or get him drunk?"

"If you are shameless, you have to vomit him even if you fight the wheel!"

"Pretty sissy!"

Several people were ready to rub their hands, and then watched their best Lusheng companion spit into the trash can with a "wow" sound.

The three women moved away one after another.

"I'll do it!" Another man took it.

Five minutes later, he rushed to the bathroom with his stomach covered.

Tang Xiaoguo hugged Cao Xin's shoulder and commented on the group of people.

Song Qiyue squinted her eyes and hugged her cell phone and muttered to herself: "My husband is so handsome!"

Half an hour later, the remaining men also retreated one after another.

Jiang Can looked around and then at the empty wine bottles that had been thrown into pieces, and suddenly felt a strong sense of emptiness.

No one has ever been beaten.

He silently calculated the value of the beer he sold and found that it was only 25.

What a fighting scoundrel.

Jiang Can just wanted to see if there was anyone else who wanted to drink with him, but saw a girl with two ponytails walking towards him.

"Are you Brother Can?" the girl asked.

"Um."

"Wow, I'm your fan, can I take a photo?" the girl asked happily.

Jiang Can smiled: "Of course."

"I see that your certified Weibo is on the Internet. Is it true?" The girl raised her phone and tilted her head towards Jiang Can.

"Just opened today."

"It's true, there are only more than 400 fans. When I go back, I will register for a small account. I want to be the 520th one."

"Just be happy."

"Are you here to have dinner with your friends today?"

"Um."

When he took back his phone, the girl smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to drink so well."

She suddenly leaned over Jiang Can's neck and smelled it: "I haven't seen you sweat."

Jiang Can slightly widens the distance: "Physical reasons."

He glanced at the eyes and his eyelids leaped violently.

Several women looked at him in a hurry and tried, with four or five mobile phones aiming at him.

Jiang Can had a premonition that he was likely to be surrounded immediately, like in a bar.

"I haven't seen you go to the bathroom. Isn't your belly bulge even though you have so many beers?" The girl was curious about the baby and pulled a chair opposite Jiang Can, thinking about what kind of reasons to ask for his WeChat account, so that she would take the opportunity to take advantage of it.
To be continued...