At Sheng Xia and Zhang Shu’s wedding reception, the one who drank the most wasn’t Zhang Shu, but Hou Junqi. At the afterparty, while some were dancing and others singing, creating a lively atmosphere, Hou Junqi alone squatted in a corner wrestling with two robots. Before long, he collapsed unconscious on the lawn.
Being such a tall guy, no one could move him, leaving everyone at a loss.
Tao Zhizhi shook her head helplessly and crouched by his ear to ask: “Hou Junqi, how tall are you?”
“195,” came a weak but responsive voice.
“How tall?”
“195.”
Tao Zhizhi: “I don’t believe it. Stand up and let me see?”
The heap of dead weight slowly propped himself up, swaying as he got to his feet.
(The End)