When he said this, Wei Zhi was ignoring Jiang Nanfeng, holding the wine glass in one hand, leaning forward to watch Shan Chong's U-shaped pool video and post it on his Moments.

Suddenly the focus was on her. She didn't react at all. She had just typed the first three words of the message "Is my master awesome?" that she had prepared on her Moments when her hand slipped and the message was sent out.

It can be seen that there was no time to divide the groups.

She sat up straight, looking at Shan Chong in a daze.

The latter looked normal and calm.

He just said this casually in a matter-of-fact tone, and he didn't expect that the originally lively table would be silent for a few seconds. Everyone stopped chatting in their small group and turned their heads.

Wei Zhi could feel everyone looking at her and then at Shan Chong——

Among them, the little bear's gaze was particularly scorching.

She sat up straight and expressionless, thinking, See, seeing that you have insomnia, it's not in vain for me to come here.

She was still complaining in her heart, but she never expected that someone would come to her aid at this time. Lao Yan smiled and asked the question that everyone wanted to ask in a nonchalant tone: "What's the matter, are you in trouble?"

It seemed like just a casual question.

It was probably just a casual question.

People like Lao Yan, to put it nicely, have no sense of distance, to put it bluntly, are a scumbag. He smiles at everyone and always says, "Sister, if you take my class and then go to someone else's class, you will be considered cheating." Anyone who has been taught by him thinks that there is some ambiguity between them.

After the quarrel with Jiang Nanfeng, he calmed down a bit, but it was not much better. He no longer brought those girls to cause trouble, and just said he had classes when he had them...

Weizhi has seen his circle of friends. He would post any video like "Cindy the cat, baby cat, your sweetheart" or "Strawberry, Apple, and Little Pepper" and it would come out. If any of his circle of friends did not get more than 100 likes, he would blame it on the wrong time of posting and no one had time to see it.

So in his opinion, Shan Chong's words were a bit subtle because men don't usually talk like that - to say shocked...

Not really.

Everyone at the table was silent. Shan Chong was also very calm. He glanced at him and simply turned to Wei Zhi and nodded: "Ask her who she called last time she was drunk?"

Wei Zhi held the cup and smiled innocently at everyone: "In the past, the main person I communicated with was the courier."

She paused and added: "In recent call records, Chong Ge has been more frequent and at the forefront."

Oh, that seems to make sense.

The alarm was lifted, everyone withdrew their gazes, and continued the topic they had just started. The atmosphere at the table eased, and Shan Chong poured himself another glass of wine.

When he drank foreign liquor, he was even too lazy to add ice to it. He just churned it down cup by cup like he was drinking white wine. After three or four cups, his movements became slower and the atmosphere around him was not as gloomy as before, but his eyes became a little wandering.

When people around him wanted to chat with him, he would turn his head slightly to talk, his words sounding a little hoarse.

Wei Zhi observed him for at least an hour. During this hour, she basically did nothing. She just touched a few green beans as a snack, drank some sparkling water, and chatted with Jiang Nanfeng and Hua Yan.

She never touched the glass of wine she had just toasted with again.

"What happened to that guy from Wantong Hall?" Hua Yan asked her. "I heard that he confessed his love to you the day before we came to Altay. Wow, this is like Romeo and Juliet. How brave of you!"

Jiang Nanfeng smiled and said, "Isn't it cute?"

Hua Yan: "There's something wrong with your eyes."

Wei Zhi waved his hands: "I had a stomachache that day, and what he said was not the right time."

Hua Yan's face was full of naturalness and matter-of-factness: "Well, he is crazy. How can Shan Chong's apprentice be interested in someone from Wantong Hall? What is he dreaming about?"

These words have a strong taste of a small circle, to put it bluntly, it's about protecting a monkey. Outsiders might want to frown when seeing this, but as the one being protected, Wei Zhi responded casually without feeling much.

The remaining light fell imperceptibly on the man who was just named not far away.

He is still drinking.

I don't play drinking games with them, I just drink.

He had just poured a new glass, and the movement was a bit too big, so a drop of wine on the brim of the glass splashed onto the bandage on the back of his hand holding the wine. The white bandage absorbed the amber wine, stained a small area, and spread out.

He has beautiful hands with distinct finger bones.

When the weather is not too cold, he will occasionally not wear thick ski gloves, but only glove liners. The black gloves have distinct five fingers, and when he flies off the platform, you can see that he is holding every detail of the board edge with his hands.

Now, the fingertips that usually grab the board edge and do all kinds of fancy moves grab the wine glass, bring the amber to the thin lips, and drink it all in one gulp...

Under the dim light, his thin lips were glistening with wine.

It was the first time that Wei Zhi saw Shan Chong drinking like this.

It's obvious that the atmosphere is one of getting drunk.

She hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help it. She turned around and said to Hua Yan, "He drank a lot tonight."

She tried to call for a savior.

"Don't worry about him." Hua Yan said, "To be honest, I didn't agree when he insisted on coming to Altay. He knew there would be a big platform jumping competition in two days, and the media and Wang Xin were all here, but he insisted on coming... How could these people let him go? I won't tell you how much pressure these people put on him, he was just exposing his own wounds."

And it's only the first day, it's a bloody mess.

"Brother Chong didn't drink much before. You see, we usually drink until we can't stand up, but he doesn't drink a drop." Yanyan's voice is that of a soft girl, not aggressive. She added, "Drinking is the most harmful to the body, especially for professional athletes--"

Jiang Nanfeng said inexplicably: "Why be so self-disciplined? He has already retired."

As soon as Jiang Nanfeng finished her words, she suddenly understood, and along with herself, the whole group fell into silence.

Weizhi was heartbroken.

I really want to toast these three sisters: Thank you all. Each of you stabbed me in the heart with your words, and it really hurts now.

"Stop talking, let him drink, and let's drink too." Hua Yan raised his glass, "Come on!"

Weizhi picked up the sparkling water on the table.

Yanyan asked: "Hey, why did you drink that? Is your stomach starting to hurt?"

Weizhi responded vaguely, and she didn't touch a drop of alcohol until dark that day.

…

It was not uncommon to get drunk from noon to dinner time in broad daylight. When it was completely dark, more and more people came to the bar, and there were several waves of people coming over with glasses of wine just to toast Dan Chong.

It’s hard to tell what these people are thinking.

But Shan Chong never turned away anyone who came.

By the end of his drinking, his eyes were red, as if he had conjunctivitis. The man sat in a chair, his back supported by the seatback, with his eyes downcast, not saying a word. In his hand, he held a half glass of wine with two fingers, and the wine swayed as he shook it carelessly.

He almost fell asleep watching it.

No one knows what he is thinking.

Another person who came to toast was sent away. After the man drank the wine in his hand, he didn't put the glass down steadily. The glass fell to the ground and broke into pieces. The piercing sound of broken glass was covered by the music...

No one noticed.

Wei Zhi was sitting next to him. Seeing this, he realized that his hand was almost done. He bent down slightly and whispered in his ear, "Are you feeling uncomfortable after drinking so much? How about we go back to sleep?"

The little girl's voice is sweet and sweet.

At this moment, Shan Chong was indeed drunk to the point of dying. His mind was filled with the music around him. He had no reaction to who came or what they said...

Just hearing her voice, all the blood in his body was supplied to his brain. He barely mobilized the blood and turned his head slowly, looking at her expressionlessly.

At this moment, his eyes were numb and dark, like a corpse. Weizhi was frightened enough that she shrank back, fearing that he would tell her to get out as soon as he opened his mouth.

"A moment."

The man was only brief and to the point. When he started to speak, he was already a little unskillful. He thought carefully and asked again, "What's wrong? Stomachache?"

His breath was thick, his eyes were red, and he looked like he was about to die. He even remembered asking her if she had a stomachache...

However, Wei Zhi didn't feel flattered at this moment. Perhaps it was because Shan Chong's usual dignified image was too deeply rooted in her mind, so when he looked at her expressionlessly and asked her questions, she wanted to run away with her head in her hands.

Afraid that she would be scolded for insisting on coming if she gave a bad answer, the little girl shook her head quickly and moved her lips. Just as she was about to say something, the cell phone in her pocket rang.

She took it out, looked at the caller, and slammed the phone on the table.

Shan Chong glanced at the vibrating cell phone on the table and asked, "Who?"

She didn't dare to lie to a drunk man: "My mom."

She felt a little resentful and began to believe the saying that bad things that happen to people usually happen all at once in one day. Unhappy things come one after another, making you feel all the time, "This is nothing, there's more to come, wait and see." What does this really mean?

"Why don't you answer it?"

she heard the man ask.

"I don't think she can say anything nice." Wei Zhi said, "Forget it."

"No matter how unpleasant it is, can you never listen to it for the rest of your life?" Shan Chong raised his eyebrows, looking a little puzzled.

He looked at Wei Zhi, who couldn't stand his gaze and felt like a second father was sitting next to him. He was very nervous and muttered, "Why do you care about this?" while picking up the phone and saying "Hello".

"Where are you? Why is everything so messy?"

On the other end of the phone, Ms. Yang was very straightforward.

Wei Zhi looked around, then her eyes met the man next to her - he had drunk too much, his pupils were dark, and his gaze was fixed on her. Their eyes met, and he showed no intention of looking away.

He could barely hold the phone. Weizhi's mind went blank for a few seconds, then he held the phone in both hands and said, "I'm outside. What's up?"

"Nothing, just asking if you've had enough fun in Xinjiang."

Ms. Yang's clear voice came from the phone. The sound insulation effect of the iPhone was really not very good. Wei Zhi didn't know how much of it the man heard and glanced at him awkwardly.

After taking down her phone and taking a look, Ms. Yang saw the video of Shan Chong that she had just posted...

Even gave it a thumbs up.

"If you have something to say, just say it. I don't have the energy to argue today." The little girl was upset and wanted to hang up the phone quickly. "If you want to cause trouble, do it another day."

"Weizhi, have you grown wings?" Ms. Yang's voice suddenly rose on the phone. "Do you think I want to call you? These days, it's popular for mothers to greet their daughters. Doctor Han asked me to ask you if you will come back for New Year's Eve this year! Didn't you say last year that you wanted to set off fireworks? If you come back, he can contact someone to buy fireworks for you! It really makes me angry when he says this. What does he want from you? If I were him, I would change someone!"

Weizhi pressed the phone.

I was disappointed to find that Ms. Yang had such a loud voice that I couldn't even cover it up.

When "Dr. Han" popped up as a keyword, she clearly felt the man's gaze, which had originally moved away, return to her face.

My heart felt cold.

"...Then you should quickly ask him to change it!" Wei Zhi said, "Nancheng has banned fireworks for many years. Why set off fireworks? You have to drive to Qujiang to set off fireworks! He said this to fool you - I won't go back on New Year's Day! Maybe I won't go back during the Chinese New Year! If you have nothing else, I'm hanging up!"

"Hold on! You didn't even come back for the New Year! Are you crazy?!"

"What are you doing back?"

"What are you talking about? Engagement! Get a marriage certificate, whatever you want!" Ms. Yang said, "Are you really out of your mind? You left your fiancé in South City and didn't care about him. You posted another man's video on your Moments. Who did you send it to? Doctor Han?"

Wei Zhi was stunned by the powerful word "fiancé".

Before I could react, Ms. Yang on the other end of the phone fell silent. Her voice became a little friendlier and she said, "If this is your stupid move, it is indeed useful... I guess Dr. Han saw your circle of friends and suddenly asked me about your going home for New Year's Day."

For some reason, Weizhi felt that the atmosphere around him had changed.

Originally the man was looking at her lazily.

It seems to be gone now.

She suspected it was her illusion, and looked over with gritted teeth. She found that someone had come to talk to Shan Chong at some point, and he was talking to that person at the moment...

I don't know what he said, he laughed, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

spooky.

Wei Zhi thought that he didn't hear anything, and didn't care about his weird expression. He breathed a sigh of relief, but he really regretted answering the phone. He suppressed his anger and said, "I sent that video just because I wanted to send it, and asked you if you liked it - didn't you also clicked a thumbs up - for a skiing video of this level, you will only see it at the Winter Olympics next year. What's wrong with sending it out first to broaden your horizons! I sent it for Han Yiming, why would I? If I hadn't made a mistake just now, I would have been divided into groups. Do you think you can see it! And don't keep saying that... I can't even say those three words, so don't keep talking nonsense!"

"Weizhi, please don't say such angry words."

Weizhi is really just speaking in anger——

But that anger was not directed at Han.

She was like a hundred cats in her heart, and didn't know where to reason. She just said, "It's impossible for Han and I to have the same opinion. I was just saying that out of anger in the restaurant that day. Don't fantasize about it," and hung up the phone.

She put her phone back into her pocket, thought for a moment, took it out again, and turned it off.

Her temples were throbbing with anger. She rubbed them with her hands and pressed her forehead. She was trying to take a deep breath when she heard someone next to her slowly say, "Your brother, your fiancé?"

Wei Zhi paused in rubbing his brows.

She turned her head blankly and saw the man leaning lazily in the chair, looking at her.

"No," she said, "my mother was just talking nonsense."

There wasn't much emotion on the man's face.

He smiled and said lightly, "I never thought that my little disciple ran away from marriage to seek refuge with the master."

Weizhi is mute.

He stopped laughing, sat up a little, poured the remaining wine from the bottom layer of the bottle into the glass in his hand, and drank it in one gulp.

…

After three rounds of drinking, almost everyone who should have died had died.

Shan Chong is a good drinker. He doesn't talk much or make a fuss when he's drunk. He just sits there quietly. He's a little scary though, and no one dares to provoke him.

I don't know whether he was asleep or thinking about something.

He drank too much tonight.

Weizhi sat beside him, observing him with an average frequency of once every five seconds, ready to take action if he had any abnormal reaction such as vomiting or alcohol poisoning... She had been drinking sparkling water all night and her stomach was full. Now she didn't even dare to go to the toilet and just sat there.

I was feeling very uncomfortable and looked around, hoping that someone like Backstab or Laoyan would stand up and say they wanted to leave to end this trip. As soon as I looked over, I heard a few people whispering to each other.

Little Bear asked: "What happened to Chongshen? Did he get drunk tonight?"

Backstab: "I'm in a bad mood."

Lao Yan: "What's wrong? I saw that the comments below the U-shaped pool were quite friendly, nothing serious...Except for a few weird people who came to toast tonight, but Brother Chong was already angry at that time."

Hua Yan glanced at Xiao Xiong, who was obviously a little unhappy. She asked, "It's not a big deal. It's just that there are too many people in Altay and they are annoying him."

Xiao Xiong wanted to ask more, but Yanyan frowned and said simply, "He met his former coach this afternoon and was scolded... Brother Chong followed that guy to the stage after learning the basic skating. It's normal for him to feel upset after being scolded."

"What's wrong with that guy? How could we not know his situation?" said Little Bear. "We know a little bit about him. His family--"

"Wang Xin is not having a good time either." Backstab interrupted her expressionlessly. He seemed to be impatient with Xiao Xiong's guessing and said in a numb voice, "He just knows that Chong Ge has been practicing the big jump platform for his whole life. He did nothing for the first twenty years and dedicated himself to the platform. Now he has given up directly. It's like a dream. All his previous efforts have gone to waste... If he is useless like this, Wang Xin will be the first to be anxious."

Little Bear was already a little tipsy. After hearing what Backstab said, he leaned over the table and leaned forward: "I've dedicated the first half of my life to skiing. There will always be a day when I have to quit. Can't I do something else to distract myself?"

Backstab looked at her.

"Teach skiing, promote products, post videos, save money, get married, have kids and go back to life, what can't I do?" She smiled, "There are so many things a person can do in his life, do ordinary people also have to live according to the routine?"

Her words caused everyone around her to fall silent.

No one spoke to her, so she simply turned around, dragged the last bottle of wine on the table over, poured two glasses of wine, walked around the table, around Wei Zhi, and came in front of Shan Chong.

"Worship God. There are many things a person can do in his life, such as earning money to support his family and taking care of the daily necessities of life."

She just hit the ball straight to the point, "It's useless to think so much. If you can't go back, don't look back. It's better to move forward--"

At this point, Weizhi still felt that although this person was a little reluctant and his words were rather nonsense, at least what he said was human.

"Backstab said that you only knew how to ski before, so you would be at a loss when you have free time," Little Bear thought for a moment and continued, "Have you ever thought about having a relationship?"

She handed the wine to Shan Chong.

The man raised his head and looked at her emotionlessly.

Little Bear smiled at him and said, "I'll wait in line."

There was dead silence at the table.

The atmosphere froze for a moment. It couldn't be said to be awkward, but everyone looked over at this sudden episode. The boys had ambiguous looks on their faces, and the girls were confused.

Oh, except Fox.

She seemed to appreciate Little Bear's straight shot and seemed to want to applaud her.

Weizhi was busy looking for a knife.

Before she was mentally prepared, she was thinking that if Shan Chong took the glass of wine, she would be the one sitting on the throne of the worst mood today, when she saw the man raise his hand and use the back of his hand to gently push away the glass of wine that Xiao Xiong handed to him.

"I have someone I like."

The man's voice was as if he had never been drunk. It was clearer than ever before, and floated into the ears of everyone present.

"It's just that unfortunately I'm a loser, I can't ski, and it seems that I fell in love with someone I shouldn't have liked."