The national queen of the rebirth of the giants

Chapter 57 This cup is a little low
A group of people looked over subconsciously, and couldn't help but think, how can one person turn wine fighting into an art, a kind of...enjoyment?
"77 degrees." The soft voice sounded again, and I saw that there was already a glass of blue cocktail in the hands, and an empty bottle on the left.

So fast?
Sweeping his gaze, he looked again and saw that there were already two empty glasses on Wei Wenlei's side, and the group of people twitched their mouths violently. This is a cocktail, a high-strength cocktail, even if you want to drink it, you don't need to pour it so hard, right? Look, it's obviously the same drinking, how can there be such a big difference?
Just now I thought Wei Wenlei drank manly people, but now he inexplicably started to favor Mo Xue, but in the end, this competition was ultimately about who drank more.

Just thinking about it, I suddenly thought of something, wait!High alcohol cocktail? !
A group of people suddenly raised their heads and looked at the girl exuding a lazy aura, could it be!

"72 degrees" Mo Xue frowned, her cheeks puffed up slightly, and her shallow voice was full of pity, "This cup is a bit low" Even those clear pupils were stained with regret, as if it should be A cup is higher than a cup, so that you can look forward to drinking it like this.　
really!What she just said was the degree of cocktails!

The group of people turned their heads subconsciously, and instantly met Wei Wenlei's astonished face, each of them thumped in their hearts, shocked, she was right? !They didn't know the degrees of these cocktails, but Wei Wenlei brought these cocktails, how could he not know the degrees!

"80 degrees." There was a sense of joy in the soft voice, and even those gentle pupils were dyed with a ray of light, as if they were extremely satisfied with the degree of the cup.

……

"76 degrees."

A cold sweat dripped from Wei Wenlei's forehead, and the speed of drinking slowed down obviously. However, the person on the other side maintained the same speed from the beginning to the end, as if she was not competing with someone, but simply enjoying it. Yes, enjoy, everyone here can see these two words from the softer face.

"74 degrees."

Qi You frowned, looking at the gradually increasing number of empty glasses on the table, Mo Xue's side had obviously begun to outnumber Leizi's, he knew Leizi's drinking capacity, and since he did this competition, there was no way he would Put yourself in the hole, at most it's just uncomfortable after drinking, and it will be fine after a couple of sleeps, but now.

He glanced at Leizi with a tense face, as if he was facing an enemy, big beads of sweat rolled down one by one, obviously it should not have reached the limit, but now it is obvious that he will not be able to hold on anymore.

"71 degrees."

Listening to the accurate readings in my ears, this fight for alcohol is not only about drinking capacity, but also a mental contest. Leizi is not only suffering from physical discomfort, but more mentally. Step by step, the precise sound is undoubtedly an invisible mental blow. Once the spirit is broken, the sensory organs will be multiplied by several times, and the body will naturally suffer more than usual.

"78 degrees."

The people around swallowed hard, looking at Mo Xue's empty cups that were one row more than Wei Wenlei's, and looking at the state of the two of them, Wei Wenlei's hand holding the cup had obviously started to tremble, while Mo Xue, except for his cheeks, There is some light pink, but there is no slight discomfort.

In this competition, even a fool can see who wins.

　Babies, don’t be too particular about the degree of wine~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)