Turning around, Wang Yan would say a few words to his classmates from time to time, licking the skewers and drinking wine, feeling content and content.

We are all students, we don’t have any complicated thoughts, and we don’t need him to guide us, we just have fun by ourselves.

Lin Jiamo and Zhao Ye on the right were talking to a few people beside them, but their thoughts were always on Wang Yan.

She could clearly see Wang Yan touching his head and patting his back.

The feeling in my heart was not very good anyway.

When no one was talking to her, Lin Jiamo leaned over and pressed against Wang Yan.

She and Fang Hui wanted to go together: "Do you have enough money for ordering so much? I don't have enough."

As he said that, he also took out a handful of money from his pocket and handed it to Wang Yan.

Wang Yan shook his head helplessly, put his right hand in his pocket, and took out a thousand yuan from the space again.

"It's enough, don't worry. If you don't have enough, I'll take it with you, so you can eat steadily." Wang Yan said, patting Lin Jiamo's shoulder.

"Okay, let's drink."

I clinked glasses with Wang Yan and drank it down in one gulp.

Then he pretended to be choked, covered his mouth and coughed "cough".

Wang Yan patted Lin Jiamo's back speechlessly: "That's almost it. Can't I tell the difference between a real cough and a fake one?"

Seeing that she had been discovered, Lin Jiamo raised her head in embarrassment and smiled "hehe" at Wang Yan.

Zhao Ye was always paying attention to Lin Jiamo, and he saw the scene where Lin Jiamo paid.

He was not a fool, and of course he knew the reason. Although he felt uncomfortable seeing Lin Jiamo and Wang Yan so close, he still groped for the money on his body and handed it over under the table.

Without saying anything, he just looked at Wang Yan steadily.

Wang Yan himself was the center of attention, and other people also noticed what he was doing and looked over.

Patting Zhao Ye's hand holding the money, Wang Yan said: "I'm interested."

Then Wang Yan stood up, took out more than a thousand dollars and shook it in the air, swish. He couldn't stop pretending, he just couldn't get over it.

"Come, come, take a look, are you relieved? Just eat boldly and drink with confidence."

Putting the money on the table, Wang Yan opened a bottle of wine: "To thank everyone for their concern, I would like to express my gratitude."

After saying that, he blew a bottle amidst the cheers of his classmates.

"Come, let's toast the monitor and thank him."

Someone suggested, and everyone agreed, stood up and had another drink with Wang Yan.

This time, no one was worried anymore, and the atmosphere became more and more lively.

The other diners didn't say anything about the commotion here. Although they felt that these students in school uniforms were a bit out of place, they were not much better back then. No one was in their prime, so everyone smiled knowingly.

The topic couldn't help but bring back memories of those years.

"Hey, monitor, I'm still carrying my guitar, why don't you play another section?" said the male classmate who was ashamed of his singing.

When the others heard this, they thought this was good. Wang Yan's two moves were really good, and they were all in high spirits.

There is no chance for a good person to refuse. Without saying anything, he applauded and said, "Okay, everyone applauds."

The guitar has been handed to Wang Yan, so why should he be pretentious? Let's just compete with him in a small disguise.

Wang Yan stood up and put on his guitar: "Then I will play a section to cheer everyone up."

Other diners noticed Wang Yan carrying a guitar and subconsciously wanted to listen to it.

Brother Li didn't even bake anymore, and he had known him for a few months, but he didn't know that this guy had this skill. He put the skewers on the side of the oven, opened a bottle of wine and took a sip, which was considered a break.

Wang Yan still licked his face and said: "It's still a song I wrote myself, "Fly Higher"."

As the words fell, Wang Yan strummed the strings to accompany him.

Singing with a slightly smoky voice.

"Life is like a big river"

“Sometimes peaceful and sometimes crazy”

…

"This mysterious life is as sharp as a knife"

…

"Fly higher"

After singing one song, everyone's mood rose.

"Monitor Niubi." The students shouted loudly.

The other diners, including Brother Li, also gave him a thumbs up.

Wang Yan opened another bottle of wine and signaled to everyone in the circle. Everyone also served wine in toast and drank one together.

Ignoring Fang Hui and the admiration in Lin Jiamo's eyes, Wang Yan sat down and started chatting with others.

It took three or four hours to eat the same meal, and the drinker was basically in a daze.

Wang Yan didn't worry about letting them go back like this. He couldn't explain what might happen along the way.

The only way to sober up is to lead a group of drunk people and fight on the street, sweating a little.

Originally, we were going to Beihai, but why would these people go? Wouldn't they be looking for trouble?

When they were in better condition, those who were close were allowed to go together. For those who were far away, Wang Yan asked someone to take them back in a car.

In the end, only Wang Yan, Fang Hui and Lin Jiamo were left.

Zhao Ye originally wanted to stay, but Lin Jiamo took the opportunity to drive him away by being drunk.

"Let's go, I'll take you two back."

Both of them were hesitant to speak.

Ignoring them, Wang Yan called a car, asked for their addresses, and sent them back home.

In the car, Wang Yan said: "Don't think so much, the most important thing is to study."

As soon as these words came out, Fang Hui and Lin Jiamo both looked at Wang Yan, and then looked at each other.

"Wang Yan, which university do you want to go to?" Fang Hui asked.

"Huaqing."

Lin Jiamo said: "But your grades..."

"There's still more than a year, isn't it? Take your time, you two have to work hard."

"Yeah." They both responded in unison.

I won’t mention the driver’s thoughts.

After seeing off the two of them, Wang Yan returned home, tidied up and went to sleep peacefully.

Since then, Fang Hui and Lin Jiamo have obviously worked harder and their results have been rising steadily.

Zhao Ye, on the other hand, besides daily training, also knows how to study hard and make progress.

There was nothing he could do if he didn't learn. Wang Yan said what he said, and the atmosphere of the class was there. In addition, as time went by, he also knew that he couldn't compare with Wang Yan, and gradually they became true friends, and other ideas basically disappeared.

Chen Xun and Qiao Ran still didn't give up. They studied Fang Hui's various performances whenever they had nothing to do.

It's a pity that Luo Hua is indeed ruthless, but Fang Hui doesn't take it seriously at all.

I don't know where I found out that Fang Hui wanted to go to Huaqing. Anyway, the two of them were full of confidence and wanted to go, so they got into a fight with Fang Hui.

Can Wang Yan understand what they are thinking, young Mu Ai? What you don't get is always the best, maybe Fang Hui has become their obsession.

Sometimes he, Wang, thinks of his crush back then and can't help but think about it: "I wish I had licked my hand back then."

Later, Wang Yan also met his crush. How do you feel about it? It was almost interesting anyway.

The beautiful thing in my heart is that she was back then, at that time.

Wang Yan's life was very ordinary. He made some money and took care of the welfare home.

Just buying some nutritional supplements, clothes, and medicines for the elderly and children on a daily basis can also reduce a lot of stress.

This alone worried the old dean, and Wang Yan didn't dare to correct it too much, fearing that the old man would be worried, so he could only wait until he went to college.

The rest is just studying, and my grades are steadily improving.

As long as some basic things are covered, Wang Yan's learning ability will make rapid progress in the later period.

The score line in Beijing is relatively lower, maybe 30 or 40, and 623 is almost enough.

As long as Wang Yan keeps it up, it's basically a done deal.

It is worth mentioning that not all children with good family conditions are as self-centered as Chen Xun. There are still low-key players in their class.

At the New Year's Day party, there was a person from a well-off family who set up a camera to capture the entire party, including of course the clips of Wang Yan singing.
To be continued...