C329 She Is Willing to Admit Defeat
C329 She Is Willing to Admit Defeat
"Yeah! I didn't expect Loong Fei to be so good at drinking. Is he still human? He actually drank two cups."
The teachers and students who originally admired Chu Yankun were now stunned when they saw that Loong Fei was still standing at the edge of the wine table. There was no sign of him falling.
"How is it? "Young Master Chu, it's your turn now."
Loong Fei's eyes were filled with provocation as he looked at Chu Yankun. He knew that although Chu Yankun was very strong, he wasn't strong enough to fight him.
"Loong Fei, don't be too proud of yourself. I, Chu Yankun, will never admit defeat. It's impossible for me to call you Big Brother."
Gritting his teeth, Chu Yankun picked up a cup of African cold water. At this moment, his hand was trembling slightly. He was no longer as calm as he was at the beginning.
Yes, it was because he was afraid. He was already unable to bear the burning sensation of his body. Letting him drink another cup now was no different than drinking poison.
However, due to his face, Chu Yankun dared to say that he was defeated easily. So, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to drink the second cup of African cold pond.
"That's awesome. Mr. Kun drank two cups as well. Mr. Kun will definitely win."
"That's right. Mr. Kun will win. Mr. Kun is the best."
Seeing Chu Yankun drink the second cup of African cold pond, the surrounding teachers and students were once again very confident. After all, they naturally supported Chu Yankun. No one was optimistic about Loong Fei.
After the second cup, Chu Yankun felt his internal organs being surrounded by flames. The burning sensation from inside made his forehead sweat profusely. Bean-sized beads of sweat fell from his face to the ground.
It had to be said that even though it was just a competition of drinking, this kind of competition was even more exciting than close-quarter combat.
"I... I also drank the second cup."
Chu Yankun reminded. What he meant was that he did not lose to Loong Fei. After all, he did not fall now.
"I know, isn't it painful to drink the second cup? Do you feel like dying?"
The corner of Loong Fei's mouth was slightly raised. He looked at Chu Yankun with a teasing smile. At the same time, he reached out and picked up the bottle of wine. He poured the wine again.
"Loong Fei, I don't want you to drink anymore. If you keep drinking like this, you will die."
Seeing Loong Fei pouring the wine, Lu Xueyao stretched out her hand to stop him. At this moment, everyone could see that Lu Xueyao's eyes were filled with worry for Loong Fei.
This was true worry. She no longer cared about losing face. So what if she lost face? Compared to the person she loved being hurt, losing face was nothing.
"Loong Fei, don't drink anymore. If you lose, then you lose. If you lose, you won't die. I won't let you drink it."
Lin Yichun also tried to persuade him. She watched Loong Fei drink for Lu Xueyao. She was so jealous. She really wished that the woman Loong Fei drank for was herself and not Lu Xueyao.
"It's okay. I can still drink. I still want this kid to call me big brother! To be able to make such an awesome person call me Big Brother, am I even more awesome?"
Loong Fei said with a teasing smile. He waved his hand and poured the wine into the cup, looking like he was ready to fight Chu Yankun to the end.
Although it was just drinking, the risk of drinking it was no less than stepping into a battlefield filled with bullets. No one dared to guarantee that they would survive after drinking the wine.
"You are not allowed to drink anymore. If you want to drink, let me drink. Even if I die of drunkenness, I will not be with him."
Lu Xueyao said and grabbed a cup of African cold pond on the table. She wanted to drink it into her mouth but was stopped by Loong Fei.
"Drinking is a man's matter. It's not good for girls to drink. It hurts the body."
Loong Fei grabbed the cup from Lu Xueyao's hand and drank the third cup without hesitation.
After drinking three cups, Loong Fei felt like smoke was about to come out of his body. That body felt like he was in a raging fire, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
However, no matter how uncomfortable Loong Fei felt, he did not feel as bad as Chu Yankun. Especially when he heard what Lu Xueyao said. Seeing Lu Xueyao worried about Loong Fei, he felt as if someone had stabbed him in the heart with a knife.
What was love? Love was probably for the sake of the person he loved, and he did not care about anything else.
At this moment, Loong Fei drank three cups of African cold water. The teachers and students who supported Chu Yankun couldn't help but admire this young man. After all, in their opinion, Loong Fei's tolerance of alcohol was too shocking.
The most admirable thing was that for the sake of the woman he loved, he didn't care about his life or death. Even the African cold pond, which was comparable to poison, drank so calmly.
"Good boy, I didn't expect you to be so capable. This is the first time I, Chu Yankun, have met an opponent."
Chu Yankun held back the grief in his heart. He reached out and picked up the third cup of the African Cold Pond. However, at this moment, his palm was clearly shaking violently.
Was he afraid? No, the current Chu Yankun was no longer afraid. Instead, his body had reached the limit of what he could bear. The two cups of African cold pond had almost made him unable to hold on any longer.
Lifting up the third cup, everyone's eyes focused on the young man. After all, the competition was not over yet. It was still unknown who would win or lose.
"Mr. Kun, do your best! You won't really let the woman you like be with another man, will you?"
"Mr. Kun, do your best! You can do it! If you lose! Doesn't that mean he's going to be Loong Fei's little brother?"
Most of the teachers and students were cheering for Chu Yankun in their hearts, especially those who were loyal to Chu Yankun. They were full of confidence in Chu Yankun.
Slap!
A crisp sound was heard. To everyone's surprise, the wine glass in Chu Yankun's hand fell to the ground. The sky blue African cold pool fell to the ground.
With a plop, the wine glass fell to the ground. The tall man, who was 1.85 meters tall, was caught off guard and fell to the ground. His face, which was originally red, was now pale.
"Mr. Kun, are you alright?"
"Mr. Kun, what's wrong?"
Chu Yankun fell to the ground. The surrounding students immediately surrounded him and helped him to his feet.
"I'm fine. I lost. I admit defeat."
Chu Yankun waved his hand and looked at Loong Fei. Bean-sized beads of sweat fell from his forehead and wet the ground.
"Did you lose? Call me big brother if you lose!"
Loong Fei said proudly, but the African cold pool's wine was burning mercilessly in his body. Although Loong Fei did not fall down, the feeling of being burned by the flames made him look uncomfortable.
"A real man. Since I, Chu Yankun, have lost, I will naturally call you big brother."
Chu Yankun didn't act shamelessly. After all, he was a man with guts. Seeing that Loong Fei didn't care about his face, he didn't know what to do. He called Loong Fei 'big brother'.