"I heard that Burgundy and the others will force you to eat it?" Bai Jiu asked curiously.

"Is this true?" Lorraine Bao denied it flatly.

"Is that so? I'm not quite sure." Bai Jiu said with a half-smile.

It was difficult for Lorraine to determine whether the bad woman had the key black material about her.

"I remember yesterday at noon, table 47 in the cafeteria~" Miss Bai brought up the topic nonchalantly.

Seeing that the gossip spirits of others were about to overflow, Lorraine was sweating profusely.

"Stop, stop it. I'm just playing with Burgundy and feeding each other..." Luo Bao decided to self-destruct, but unfortunately his voice became smaller and smaller under the gaze of everyone.

"Fuck, what a beast!" Fang Xiang could only sigh.

The person who made the fastest progress at this table was Luo, but he still had no idea of ​​it.

What a beast.

"Ah, this..." Lorraine didn't know what to say.

It's obvious that I am passive.

He couldn't help but turn his gaze towards the ship girls.

It was quite different from what the commanders had imagined. The two tables of shipgirls...

"Richthofen, please pay attention to your image..." Republic poked Richthofen slightly.

"Hmm." Richthofen was not particular and tried hard to deal with the pork knuckle.

The Republic could only shake its head helplessly.

Although the atmosphere at this table...can really be described as upper-class.

To the surprise of the Baroness and the eldest lady, Venice was also very clear in these aspects, and the Royal Oak, King Kong and Sheffield at the opposite table naturally maintained sufficient etiquette involuntarily.

"Burgundy Burgundy, is there any way to defeat the commander?" It seemed that King Kong was really anxious.

"No, I can't handle it here." Burgundy said lightly.

"Okay, okay..." King Kong was helpless.

It is not scary if it is difficult for the commander to pursue the ship girl, but it is scary if it is difficult for the ship girl to pursue the commander.

"I'm worried about what the commander will do if he can't find anyone in the future." Royal Oak whispered.

"I heard it, Royal Oak." Bai Jiu's lips curled slightly.

"Commander?! I, I didn't say anything!" Royal Oak denied it immediately.

Burgundy was helpless, "Expression."

As expected of a royal fool, he can't even hide his expression.

"Okay, okay." Bai Jiu turned his head with a smile.

A chill ran down the back of the Royal Oak.

"Speaking of which, what would Commander Bai Jiu do at a time like this?" Venice looked gossipy.

"Uh..." Royal Oak said it was really a painful memory and could only stammer.

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"Let's recite the Tao Te Ching..."

"Pfft!" Everyone couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The destroyers were also having a lot of fun. Shi Yu from Dongfang Ming's family, the Musketeer from Fang Xiang's family, and Chun Yun, the three little ones sat at the same table. The Musketeer and Shi Yu were of course the most active types.

Even the quiet Chunyun was motivated.

"I feel that Haruyu-chan is so amazing. How did you train like that?" Shigure was a little envious. Of course, it was rare for Haruyu to go out without a sword today. The rare white sailor uniform also made her lose her usual indifference towards others.

"It's just that the teacher taught well." Chunyun silently picked up a piece of meat.

She doesn't really care about the food, as long as it's edible.

"Harugumo-chan's eyes are really beautiful, like blooming cherry blossoms." The musketeer's focus was completely misplaced. "She's very elegant. How about debuting with me?"

Chunyun was stunned for a moment, then shook his head decisively, "No..."

"Okay~" The musketeer curled his lips and started to talk about other topics.

"Aren't the girls all very happy?" Lorraine looked away, and everyone else looked away as well.

"So, would you like to drink something more?" Dongfang Ming raised the bottle and asked if anyone wanted to drink. "Except Luo Bao."

Luo Lin's face fell, "Why?"

"I'm afraid Burgundy will cause me trouble." She chuckled and refilled Xing Feng and Bai Jiu's glasses. "Oh, and Fang Zai can't drink any more. He'll pass out if he drinks any more."

Lorraine finally found a little balance.

So the two people who couldn't drink alcohol poured each other a drink.

Several people clinked glasses.

"What are your plans for the future?"

This is the issue that everyone is most concerned about.

"Brother Xing and I are going to the Zhenyuan Fleet together." This is Fang Xiang. This kid has always dreamed of joining the fleet.

"As for me, I might have to go to the Qindao base for internship." Dongfang Ming said with some regret, "I wanted to accompany Xiaobai, but unfortunately, the road to my home has already been paved."

"What about you two?" Everyone looked at the two silent people.

"I'll see when the time comes." Lorraine shook his head. "It's completely unconclusive."

Bai Jiu nodded slightly, agreeing with Lorraine's words.

"Oh, I see." No one asked any further questions or made any suggestions.

"Anyway, I wish you all good luck in your military career!" Dongfang Ming seemed a little drunk, and she raised her glass.

The five of them clinked their glasses again.

Lorraine took a sip of her drink and looked out the window.

The snow is still falling.

At the two tables of ship girls next to them, Richtofen was having a drinking contest with Kongo. With Haruyun taking the lead, the three little ones didn't drink.

It’s pretty good, people’s hearts are warm like spring.

Bai Jiu looked at everyone playing and making noise, and gently raised his wine glass.

"To tomorrow."

Chapter 224 Untitled Draft

A really good waiter came to the small shop in Dunkirk.

At least this person's coffee skills are astonishing.

As a result, business has been much better recently.

"Venice~ It's time to take a break." Dunkirk wiped the sweat off his forehead.

It's almost finals week, but her small shop is unexpectedly crowded with people.

"Okay~" Venice stretched, without taking off her apron, she took a cup of coffee and sat down in the empty seat by the window.

She took out her notebook, casually wiped the already clean table, and then put the notebook down.

When I opened it again, I had no idea what to write.

Dunkirk sat across from her with a piece of bread.

"Eat something." Dunkirk pushed the bread in front of her. "It's already one o'clock. You have to eat something."

"Thank you." Venice picked up a piece of bread and opened the pen.

"You're working so hard, what are you writing?" Dunkirk couldn't help but ask curiously when he saw that Venice had no intention of stopping.

"Just writing it down, it should be considered..." Venice thought for a moment, "Exclusive plot?"

"Chirping birds and sunshine surround the brave man. For him, today may be of great significance...

But it is true, the trumpets are sounding, and today he is about to step onto his own stage..."

Dunkirk did not disturb Venice. After taking a quick look, he stood up.

She also had to give the key to Strasbourg.

Soon—before the Donghuang New Year—she would be heading to the front lines on Taiwan Island.

"Venice, when is your exam?" she asked, turning around before entering behind the counter.

"If nothing unexpected happens, it will be before the New Year." Venice swallowed the bread in her mouth, then picked up another piece.

"That won't be long." Dunkirk said in surprise, "Are you in such a hurry?"

"The school is very anxious." Venice continued to write.

"Can you pass it?"

"I'll pass." Venice said a little unsurely, "The main thing is that I don't know how the school will test. Anyway, the commander has been running to the library every day recently."

"Okay, then, good luck and safe sailing." Dunkirk said.

"Well, you too, senior sister, good luck and safe sailing." Venice looked up and blessed.

Dunkirk went into the kitchen.

Venice looked at the time and found that she still had an hour of rest time.

Although it didn't snow today, the sky was still gloomy.

"Swish." She tore off the newly written part of the notebook and couldn't help but sigh.

There's no way I can reach the level of that guy from Naples... It's really a poor imitation.

Venice shook her head, but she wasn't too discouraged.

Burgundy was right, this was not his main job.

She flipped through the front of the notebook, which contained some casually written poems and some random daily events.

"Miss Dunkirk, give me an iced Americano and a chocolate mousse!"

"I'm coming~" Dunkirk just came out of the kitchen and called out to Venice, "Venice, thank you for your help."

"Got it." Venice packed up her things.

Although she had nothing to do because she couldn't write anything, she didn't really want to work overtime... She stood up helplessly.

Normally, this is break time.

After serving a cup of coffee to the little eviction waiting at the front desk, Venice made another cup for herself.

There are also many people sitting in the shop reading books and drinking coffee.

but……

"Chunyun?" Venice looked at the little fox who pushed the door open and walked in with surprise.

"Venice?" Chunyun knew that Venice had been working, but he didn't expect it to be here.

"I've been here recently." Venice understood Chunyun's surprise. "Want anything? I'll treat you."

"That's not the case... The master asked me to send something to Senior Sister Dunkirk." Chunyun shook his head.

"Senior Dunkirk?" Venice shouted to Dunkirk who was wiping the table.

"coming!"

Dunkirk hurried back.

"What's the matter?" Dunkirk bent down and looked at Chunyun.

"The ship suit you asked the master to customize has been completed." Chunyun handed over a USB flash drive.

"Thank him for me," Dunkirk said with a smile.

In any case, the front line will be more secure now.

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