The magic of wine

"Cheers! Haha! Lao Zhao, I have been drinking eight bottles! What about you?" "I am not bad! Seven bottles!" There was a loud noise in the bar.

It turned out that Lao Zhao and Lao Wang were drinking alcohol at the bar. Drinking people are all over the top. It’s almost nine o'clock, and they are still happy to drink. Finally, the two drunks are going home. Lao Zhao took two hundred dollar bills on the table, and took four or five bottles of wine, and they each got into the car.

"Hey--" the car started. Pharaoh was dizzy and sang in the car. The car was swaying, like dancing, the pedestrians were scared and white, hiding to the side, the other drivers were on fire, and shouted: "Will you drive? Don't drive, learn for another two years. "The two can't take care of it."

Lao Zhao couldn't open his feet, his feet were on the brakes, lying there and falling asleep. "Hey!" A loud noise awakened the sleepy old Zhao. The two cars collided! The car's outer casing was broken, and the tire was like a broken balloon, and it was flat. The mirror fell off, the headlights fell out, and a lot of parts fell to the ground. The two fell asleep again.

The next day, the two woke up. "It hurts!" Pharaoh cried, and the police came over: "The bad behavior of drunk driving is extremely inappropriate. The doctor said, let you live in the hospital for three months, then go to the police station for three months. "Hey, the magic of wine is really big!"

Fuchun five small five grade: Xu Jiayu