Kevin Jiang drank a little too much this evening.
Liam Sheng's colleague had a silver tongue and single-handedly accounted for 80% of the excitement at the table. He drank wine like water, and kept talking about "high-end talents" and "young and promising" with a lot of professional vocabulary. He could connect with any topic and make any joke, and chat everywhere with a cup in hand.
In the past, if Kevin Jiang didn't want to drink, he would directly refuse. But today, he seemed to have forgotten to bring his tongue. He drank a glass every time the other party toasted him. He didn't say any polite words, just like a machine. He drank until his temples were throbbing and painful, but he didn't even remember the other party's name, only the part about Liam Sheng.
The man said that he and Liam Sheng had a special fate. Their universities were next door to each other and they had met at a school event before graduation. The others were having a great time bickering with each other, but Liam Sheng, the youngest and the calmest, was the only one who spoke very little. He sat on the edge of the table, watching the quarrel from across the river and occasionally making a joke.
He also said that he remembered this sophomore boy at that time, and several girls in the same group also liked Liam Sheng, thinking that the junior was handsome and clean, looked very well behaved, and must be fun to tease, but later they found that he was not easy to tease. Because Liam Sheng's familiarity with people was only superficial, he could not be found after the event was over, he did not like to send WeChat messages, nor did he like to go out and play. At a young age, he had the potential to be a workaholic.
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