The Disruptor in the Classroom Where Strength is Supreme

The celebratory feast of Class C is still going on. The cups are replaced, and the crisp collisions between the cups are endless. No matter who it is, everyone seems to be having a good time.

Ibuki also raised his glass to Wandai Cheng: "Although I am still very unhappy with your way of violently integrating the class, Bandai, you do have the strength to make us move up to A. This cup is to you."

Other girls may have to drink juice, but Ibuki is similar to a tomboy. After drinking, he almost never stopped.

Wandai Cheng asked curiously, "It's obviously not the first time you've been drinking. It's quite drinkable."

"Of course." Ibuki really doesn't have any girly airs, and even handkerchiefs and tissues are useless. He wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, showing his boldness: "Don't underestimate me."

"My family owns a martial arts hall, and I have been drinking with my father and students since I was a child."

These remarks made everyone feel inexplicably powerful. The feelings are the daughter of the Wu family. No wonder she is so heroic, and it seems that the whole person has thorns, and everyone can understand it instantly.

When Wandai Cheng refilled his glass, suddenly his sleeve was pulled by the side. Shiina was the only one who dared to do this in Class C.

"?" Wandai Cheng gave him a look, and Shiina understood it all at once. Lilly picked up the empty glass and signaled, "I, can I try beer? Look at everyone, they look very happy drinking."

"Of course." Wandai Cheng isn't a parent or a legal person, so Shiina is so curious that she wants to try it, so let her have a drink and fill it up with Shiina.

In fact, Wandai Cheng originally only planned to pour Shiina half a glass, and let her taste the beer first. If she doesn't like it, forget it. If you like it, you can pour it later.

But the habit of teasing people with full of tea and respecting people with wine-fulls was cultivated by Wandai Cheng in his family.

Shiina didn't have any knowledge of this. She held the cup in her lovely hands. She glanced curiously at first, and when she saw the rise of bubbles, she felt that the beer was like Calpis soda.

Afterwards, she carefully brought it to the front, her movements were slight, for fear of spilling it, she took a big sip and slowly frowned, which was completely different from what she thought: "It's a bit bitter."

"Haha!" Amused by Shiina's cute frowning expression, Wandai Cheng put down the bottle without caring: "Beer tastes like this, it's normal for Shiina if you're not used to drinking it. If you're not used to it, change it to juice."

"No." Shiina looked down at the glass, and this time she drank it all, her brows furrowed even tighter, and she felt a bit bitter and grieving, but she still filled herself with a glass: "Bandai-san drank so much. Have fun."

"Maybe, there are some delicious things I haven't tasted."

"Then you can refuel." Wandai Cheng was a little indulgent, Shiina was simply too much. Getting along with such a person would subconsciously make him feel relaxed.

But beyond what Wandai Cheng expected, when he turned to Longyuan to chat, there was a sudden 'bang' next to him, attracting the attention of all the people at the table.

For some reason, Shiina had knocked her forehead on the table, and she couldn't wake up!

Wandai Cheng hurriedly helped Shiina up and let Shiina lean on the back of the chair. Her forehead was already red, but fortunately it wasn't swollen. Her eyes were slightly closed, and her face was calm.

It should be fortunate that Shiina had eaten enough just now and removed the dishes, otherwise, if this head went down, the whole face might have to open a dye shop.

"Shina, are you drunk?" Ishizaki was a little stunned, then clapped the table and laughed: "Hahaha! This is too bad!"

The old tradition of the wine table has been reserved, and the first person to drink will always be teased like this.

"The amount of alcohol is too bad. It's only a few glasses." Wandai Cheng shook his head amusingly. The alcohol in beer is low, but Shiina is so easy to get drunk.

After thinking about it, I looked at Ibuki subconsciously: "Sure enough, among girls, Ibuki should be the most drinkable."

"That's not right!" For some reason, hearing Wandai Cheng's compliment, the corners of Ibuki's mouth couldn't be restrained, and his expression became much more excited. He boldly slapped the table: "Ishizaki, Albert, come, let's drink next!"

So the next wind direction became Wandai Cheng and Long Yuan, plus the teacher on the slope, learning to dominate Jintian, and began to discuss some matters of class cohesion.

Ibuki patted the table stem and showed his neck, shouting at Ishizaki and Albert: "Ishizaki! What are you doing? Your coat is all wet! Your clothes drink more than you!"

"Albert! With so much left, do you keep the fish?"

"Ibuki, please, don't shout! Don't shout!" Ishizaki couldn't hold it anymore, blushing, and his speech was a little stuck: "I, I, I, this is, sweating! Drinking and sweating! It's normal!"

Albert, as always, did not speak at all, but he was somewhat competitive, and glanced at Ibuki's thin body, and then glanced at his burly body.

Comparing in my mind, the size of the stomachs of the two of them was immediately strange. It was obvious that he should have the advantage. What the hell happened to Ibuki?

Albert, who was unwilling to admit defeat, picked up the cup and took a sip, then directly covered his mouth and nose, a feeling of nausea rising to the point of nausea, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

"Hahaha!" Seeing this situation, Ibuki, who had established himself as the queen of the wine table, became even more excited, and subconsciously looked at Wandai Cheng's position.

What, is she a cow? Wandai Cheng shouldn't praise her anymore? Isn't she better than Shiina's drinker?

In fact, Ibuki didn't understand why. It seemed that she was extraordinarily able to drink today. She could clearly recognize that she had drunk a little too much, but she was still very awake and her emotions were quite high.

It seems that I can drink another 300 rounds!

At a glance, I noticed Wandai Cheng was half-squatting gently, and then the princess hugged Shiina, like a prince protecting the princess, and sent Shiina back to the dormitory.

"..." How happy I was before, and how upset I feel now, Ibuki is irritable and inexplicable, and only feels itchy feet! Would love to find something to kick!

Looking left and right, I found that they were all classmates from Class C. It was really hard to pass by, so I could only say: "Cao! Ishizaki! Come again! Then drink!"

"Huh?" Ishizaki couldn't take it anymore, with a face of resistance, but his self-esteem didn't allow it, so he could only force a drink: "Come, come, come...!"

Ibuki wanted to have another drink to ease the inexplicable unhappiness in her heart, but for some reason, this time she barely drank a third of the cup, and she couldn't drink it at all.

It's not that Ibuki's alcohol limit has reached the limit, it's just that he's simply lost his mood: "I don't drink anymore, I don't have any taste at all! I'm drunk! I'm going back!"

"...?" Ishizaki looked confused, who am I and where am I? Where to? After a long time, he got up laughing and giggling, this is it? Drink to win? Oops, this table is nothing more than that!

Ibuki, who chased out because he was 'drunk', quickly caught up with Wandai Cheng, who changed his arms to support and walked back with Shiina. For some reason, Ibuki directly supported Shiina on the other side: "I, I Just in time to go back to the dormitory, just leave Shiina to me."

Wandai Cheng also trusted Ibuki and gave it to her.

It's just that after returning to the girls' dormitory, different dormitories have completely different reactions.

Ibuki is regretting why he can drink so much today, can't he get drunk earlier?

Shiina buried her little face in the pillow, and deliberately covered her head with a quilt, her calf swayed back and forth frantically kicking the air, feeling that her face was so hot that she could boil an egg: "I'm like this... am I a little too cunning? ...?"*