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Washing Stone was right, even if Zhou Hui had previously rejected him, Da Xiong would still think of ways to have Zhou Hui take him as his master.

Within two days, Zi Ya came to Zhou Hui to tell him that Ji Ye's house was about to host a welcome meeting.

"What exactly is the new Meet?"

She proudly looked at Zhou Hui and said, "Isn't it just to welcome you? Principal Da Xiong previously said that a genius bartender came to our Ji Ye's house, and it was you. Furthermore, you immediately became the top student in our room, which is why we are hosting the special welcoming event for you the day after tomorrow at night."

After Zhou Hui heard this, he sneered. He thought it was something, but when he heard Zia Ya say that this welcoming contest was specially held for him, Zhou Hui immediately understood.

Zi Ya saw that there was something wrong with his expression, she patted Zhou Hui and asked, "Are you coming or not?"

"Of course." Zhou Hui smirked, but his eyes were full of evil intentions, "Didn't you say that you were going to hold this welcoming contest especially for me? "As the main character, how could I not attend? Don't worry, I will definitely attend."

Then, Zi Ya went back home with a relieved heart.

When it was time for the New Meeting, Zhou Hui arrived just as he had planned.

He was not particularly anxious as he waited until the time of the welcoming committee meeting had just started before he walked over.

As soon as he entered Yosano's house, he saw that the environment was very different today.

Lanterns were hung everywhere on the cherry trees, and the entire courtyard was filled with a sense of joy.

However, Zhou Hui did not even look at them and did not even put them in his eyes.

He knew that Da Xiong definitely wouldn't have such good intentions. To think that he would be hosting a welcoming convention for him. This was definitely their plan.

Zhou Hui knew that as long as he came, he would definitely fall into their trap.

However, he still walked over without any hesitation.

Zhou Hui walked straight into the hall. The inside of the hall was filled with people. Although it was a bit dark outside, the hall was decorated with lanterns and decorations, making it look very bright.

Almost all the students were gathered in the hall. However, other than hearing the whispers of the students, there was no other sound.

At this time, someone shouted, "Zhou Hui is here!"

After Zhou Hui heard the voice, he frowned and looked towards the direction of the sound. But in an instant, he saw that the black mass of people in front of him suddenly opened up a path for him.

Furthermore, everyone's gazes were fixed on Zhou Hui. Some were filled with envy towards Zhou Hui, while others were filled with jealousy and contempt for him.

"Tell me, is he that genius bartender?"

"That's right. I saw him make a glass of wine out of a piece of grass with my own eyes. He's really amazing, and he's so handsome."

"But why do I see him as so ordinary? Look at how casual his clothes are. He doesn't look like a bartender at all."

"That's right, he couldn't have come in through the back door, right?"

"Who knows, but I did see him mix the wine very well that day."

Zhou Hui turned a deaf ear to all these speculations and discussions about Zhou Hui.

He had a smile on his face as he looked past the group of people to the front. He just so happened to see Da Xiong and Mu Cun and the two of them looking at him with smiles on their faces.

Big Xiong was quite happy when he saw Zhou Hui. He beckoned for Zhou Hui to come over.

However, he only sneered, then slowly walked over.

He saw that there were many tables in front of him. The tables were filled with wine and beverages, as well as some delicacies. However, the table in front of them was filled with wine and utensils.

Above their heads was a banner with a line written in Fusang.

Zhou Hui was trying to guess what the words were about, when Da Xiong walked over to the long table and stood next to Zhou Hui.

He happily patted Zhou Hui's shoulder.

"Zhou Hui, you finally came. Your master and I have been waiting for you for a long time."

After Zhou Hui heard this, he frowned.

"My master?"

"That's right," Da Xiong's expression was a bit unnatural, but he still forced himself to smile. "You are really forgetful. A few days ago, you made a bet with Elder Mu Village that if you lose to her, you would immediately acknowledge him as your master."

After Zhou Hui heard this, he helplessly smiled back at him.

He did not speak, but listened to Da Xiong continue.

"Let's go, Zhou Hui. You're the star of today. I've specially arranged a table for you in front. I believe that many students here would want to see the way you mix wine, so why don't you go up and make some for everyone?"

Zhou Hui frowned. He didn't know what Da Xiong was up to.

Wasn't this his welcoming party? Why did she make him mix the wine the moment she arrived?

"Dean, why would you want me to mix wine? It can't be that you want to drink in my bar."

"Let's go, Zhou Hui. It's not that I want to drink, it's just that your elder wants to drink."

As he spoke, he walked forward.

At this moment, the students behind him swarmed over like a swarm of bees, surrounding Zhou Hui.

Zhou Hui helplessly followed.

He saw that all the wine on the table this time was good, and that the mixers were ready.

But today, Zhou Hui's thoughts were not on mixing wine. He casually picked up a glass, poured some brandy, lemon and mint, and finally smeared it with a thin layer of salt.

A simple cup of Mojito was prepared.

Zhou Hui picked it up and looked at it. It was a very, very pure blue color. He then placed it on the long table and gestured for Da Xiong to enter.

At this time, Da Xiong actually walked to Mu Village's side, his voice loud and clear, "Zhou Hui, I didn't think you would actually know that the elder of Mu Village liked to drink Mojito, and specially made this cup of wine. Today is not only going to be your welcoming party, today is also your disciple gathering, and all the students are willing to be your witnesses.

Zhou Hui opened his mouth and was about to ask, but he suddenly remembered that he also needed the identity of Mu Village's long-time disciple.

The reason Da Xiong and Mu Village had set up such a trap for him today was so that he could go to Mu Village and worship him as his master for a long time.

He was certain that in front of so many people, Zhou Hui had no way of refusing.

However, Zhou Hui never planned on refusing. He just hadn't thought that he would be using this kind of method to take on a master.

He sneered, then looked down at the students below.

They could only watch Zhou Hui impatiently. They were all envious of him for being able to become a follower of Mu Village for such a long time.

Zhou Hui picked up the wine and passed it to Woodcarver, but he didn't have any expression on his face. He just looked at him resolutely.

He then handed the cup of wine to Mu Wang Jiujiu.