Chapter 48 Are you there?

Shen Boyan lowered his head and glanced at the wine glass. He saw that the champagne in the glass was bubbling, and the transparent liquid seemed unchanged.

He didn't really want to drink it, so he just held it casually.

Through the blurred lights and mingling crowds, he resumed his leisurely look around.

Most of the guests in the banquet hall had already arrived, with only a few arriving late.

Shen Boyan didn't see Fang Shengyun, so he probably didn't have time to attend the banquet.

And Meng Xinqiao never appeared. Isn't he there? Shen Boyan thought.

"Xiaoyan," Cheng Wenjun suddenly called him, "do you remember Zhao Rong?"

Shen Boyan turned around at his voice and saw a somewhat familiar person standing next to Cheng Wenjun.

"Remember?" The man also smiled, "I was in the same class with you when you were a freshman in high school." We were in the same class as freshman in high school?

Shen Boyan had a vague impression that it was like this, but not like this.

That had to be when I was sitting at the same table with Chi Yang. But during that time, he didn't want to talk to anyone, and of course he wouldn't have any impression of his classmates.

"Hi, it's okay, let's just get acquainted again." Seeing that Shen Boyan didn't respond for a long time, the man smiled and said, "Mr. Cheng and I haven't seen each other for a long time."

He held up the wine glass and handed it to Shen Boyan . In front of Boyan, his intention to have a friendly clinking of glasses was very obvious.

"Zhao Rong was still sitting behind you at that time." Cheng Wenjun said with a hint of ridicule.

Shen Boyan felt a little strange when he listened.

Cheng Wenjun didn't know the man named Zhao Rong in the first place. Speaking of which, Cheng Wenxiu, who had taken over Cheng Wenjun's body, might indeed remember this, but why did he suddenly mention it?

He was just a high school classmate, and 'Cheng Wenjun' had never introduced him to others so enthusiastically before at the Cheng family's old house and other banquets.

Is there anything special about this person? Why did Cheng Wenjun suddenly change his gender?

Shen Boyan couldn't think of anything.

At this time, Cheng Wenjun suddenly pushed Shen Boyan's hand, indicating that he would accept the glass clink.

His movement was not gentle. Before Shen Boyan could recover, he was pushing him so hard that some of the champagne in the glass spilled out.

"Xiaoyan." Cheng Wenjun called him. Why are you in such a hurry?

Shen Boyan was stunned.

He didn't seem to be stunned for long, Cheng Wenjun was so eager for him to respond to Zhao Rong. What to do?

After being confused, Shen Boyan suddenly had some doubts.

Do you want him to clink glasses with this guy?

If it is clinking glasses, what happens after clinking glasses?

Shen Boyan knew that after clinking glasses, he would take a shallow sip out of etiquette. This was what he did when talking to Anne.

Then Cheng Wenjun just wanted him to drink.

Drink the sparkling champagne in front of you.

If there is a problem with this wine, it must be related to the "breakthrough behavior" mentioned by the system.

Breakthrough, breakthrough, it must be more than just holding hands and talking. Could it be that...

Shen Boyan suddenly thought of some terrible possibilities.

Realizing this, Shen Boyan felt sick and even wanted to throw away the hot glass of champagne.

The progress of the strategy cannot be improved, so why do you want to use such a cheap method? !

What exactly did he do with Cheng Wenjun’s identity!

Shen Boyan was very angry and held back his brows.

He knew that 'Cheng Wenjun' did this because he didn't want to face the punishment mode.

If...if he thinks about it, he also needs to make the progress of the strategy reach 75%. Their purpose is the same.

But 'Cheng Wenjun's' intentions were really improper and his actions were unreasonable. Shen Boyan hated this. Even if he said it a thousand times, he didn't want to cooperate at all.

How can this be done?

"Xiaoyan?" Cheng Wenjun urged when he saw that Shen Boyan remained silent.

Shen Boyan raised his eyes and looked at him, struggling in his heart.

He really doesn't want to do this, just like he doesn't want to get close to 'Cheng Wenjun'. But if he just prevents the progress of the strategy from reaching 75%, will anything happen to Cheng Wenjun that he will regret?

Could he really watch?

In the fierce psychological struggle, Shen Boyan paused for a moment, and finally slowly raised his glass.

Zhao Rong smiled and touched him lightly as if he was very familiar with him. The crisp collision sounded softly and was quickly drowned out by the sounds in the banquet hall.

He should accept the drink.

Shen Boyan thought heavily and desperately.

He was very confused and complicated.

For some reason, he always felt that this might not be the right decision.

But just now, just now, he should do it.

Yes, it should be done.

The wine glass was brought close to his lips, and Shen Boyan raised his head slightly.

From the corner of his eye, he saw an inconspicuous man in a black suit suddenly turned around by the small door of the banquet hall. The man had a pair of sharp and cold eyes and was tall. He stood alone with no expression on his face.

It was a very familiar face, a very familiar figure.

Mengxin Bridge is Mengxin Bridge.

Shen Boyan's heart skipped a beat and his movements slowed down.

It slowed down for a while, and his champagne just touched his lips. Many thoughts passed through Shen Boyan's mind, and suddenly he slowly stopped at what Xu Cheng had just said.

"Some things seem too clear, but there are problems."

The cold wine made Shen Boyan tremble.

In a flash of thought, Shen Boyan was like an enlightenment, and he suddenly understood what he was hesitating about subconsciously.

He shouldn't drink this drink.

Shen Boyan immediately stopped moving.

He swallowed as if he had finished drinking, then put down the glass and said, "I have a little impression, but it was too long."

The two people did not notice Shen Boyan's movements.

Cheng Wenjun smiled: "It's been a long time, no wonder Xiaoyan forgot."

"It's been ten years." The man also smiled, "I didn't expect you two to be so loving now."

Cheng Wenjun was very impressed by this and patted him. Shen Boyan's shoulders.

The atmosphere was good, but Shen Boyan didn't want to stay any longer.

"Sorry, excuse me for a moment." He said, "Go to the bathroom."

"Go." Cheng Wenjun smiled considerately, "Waiting for you to come back, Xiaoyan."

Shen Boyan nodded, held the champagne and walked towards the door. Go to the bathroom door.

Meng Xinqiao was at the door. When he saw Shen Boyan walking straight in this direction, he smiled and wanted to go up and say hello.

But Shen Boyan coldly ignored his enthusiasm and walked quickly towards the small door, even bumping his shoulder hard.

With a muffled bang, Meng Xinqiao took two steps back and spilled a little wine.

Shen Boyan turned a deaf ear, opened the door, slammed it shut, and quickly left the banquet hall alone.

The air outside the banquet hall was cold, pouring straight into Shen Boyan's lungs.

He rushed straight into the bathroom and wiped his lips vigorously with water from the faucet. The dosage of what Cheng Wenjun added was probably not large, but it still leaked a little along the seam of his lips.

At this moment, Shen Boyan didn't feel any obvious discomfort, but he needed to avoid risks.

He suddenly gave up drinking that glass of wine just now because he wanted to understand something.

As a raider, Cheng Wenxiu's actions can hardly be called qualified. And that system only appeared in the early morning, and the method of determining the strategy value was always unclear.

During this period of time, Shen Boyan successfully figured out how to initially improve the progress of the strategy, learned the identity of the strategy player, and even heard the conversation between the system and the strategy player. All the best.

But there was one thing that Shen Boyan had never thought about deeply before.

Why can he hear the sound of the system?

Everything, strategy value, punishment mode, these things come from the system description.

He heard the sound of the system and understood how to operate it.

But he had never thought about what the logic based on the system description was.

Is this logic true?

Is it really impossible for it to come from a biased misinterpretation by the system, or is it simply false?

Shen Boyan's heart hurt suddenly, and his lips were numb from his rubbing.

In the silent bathroom, the cold terror and darkness kept touching his thoughts.

After a while, a series of footsteps echoed in the corridor. Shen Boyan looked up and saw Meng Xinqiao's somewhat hurried figure in the mirror.

The panic and nervousness on the man's face disappeared completely the moment he met Shen Boyan's eyes, and was immediately covered with a somewhat forced smile.

"Professor Shen, are you okay?" Meng Xinqiao looked at Shen Boyan and asked with concern like a friend.

Shen Boyan raised his eyelids and looked at him quietly.

The silence probably made Meng Xinqiao unable to sit still. He licked his lower lips and said, "Do you need me to call a doctor?"

"Meng Xinqiao."

Shen Boyan interrupted Meng Xinqiao.

He wiped the water droplets from his face with the back of his hand and stared straight at that person.

"Why is there a Sunny Day doll hanging on your balcony?"