Chapter seven hundred and ninety fourth taste feast
"Zhang Yang, tell the truth, what did you just do to Eisen?"
When Chu Chu saw Aisen, who was pale and sluggish, she seemed to realize something, so she moved closer to Zhang Yang and asked him in a low voice.
Although Chu Chu was vaguely unhappy with Aisen's rudeness, she was kind-hearted and did not want Aisen to be substantially harmed by this.
"No? He is not a good person." Zhang Yang smiled.
Of course Chu Chu didn’t believe it.
She asked suspiciously: "Is it really okay? I see something wrong with his face?"
"Perhaps it's because this perfect cup has completely stimulated him." Zhang Yang chuckled.
Just as Chu Chu and Zhang Yang were whispering, her friends rushed up.
"Wow, Chuchu, your boyfriend is awesome!"
"Yes, Chuchu, can you give us some time to get to know your magical friend again."
"Yes, we just shared the video of him at the car accident scene in China. He is so handsome. Is he Superman?"
"Perfect. It is truly worthy of the name, so beautiful, so dreamy. I thought I was dreaming!"
"Yes! It's a miracle, it's incredible! How did you do it? Is it magic?"
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Wow!
I don’t know who took the lead, but the bar suddenly burst into warm applause.
Everyone shouted Zhang Yang's name over and over again for a long time.
At this time, Zhang Yang's perfect preparation was completed.
I saw that in the glass placed on the bar, the juice that was still turbid just now had been divided into ten colors, layer by layer, clearly and distinctly.
"Try it and see how it tastes." Zhang Yang said as he picked up the wine glass and handed it to Chu Chu.
But his movement was too big, and the juices swayed slightly and were quickly mixed together.
"Ah, bad!" someone shouted.
"Oh, what a pity. They are all mixed together."
"Hey, man, luckily I took a photo. Otherwise, there would be no picture and no truth."
"I said, Zhang, why don't you make another cup for Chu Chu so that we can see more clearly."
These words immediately attracted everyone's approval, and they all agreed, asking Zhang Yang to perform a perfect mixing process.
Chu Chu also felt very sorry.
However, she didn't want Zhang Yang to lose face.
After a moment's hesitation, she took the juice amidst everyone's regretful eyes and took a shallow sip.
The moment the juice entered her mouth, her eyes lit up, and then she picked it up and took a big sip.
"Chu Chu, how does it taste?"
Someone has already asked impatiently.
"Yes, Chu Chu, tell me how you feel?"
"Say something fast!"
"I guess it must taste terrible!"
"You're right, I guess it can't taste good anyway!"
"Maybe Chu Chu will say it's delicious!"
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"It tastes great, it tastes great!" Chu Chu said with admiration, "Zhang Yang, thank you, thank you."
Originally, when she saw the juices mixed together, she thought it would taste strange.
But in order to save Zhang Yang's face and prevent him from getting off stage, she still took it.
She had already made up her mind that no matter how this cup of mixed juice tasted, she would give it as high a rating as possible.
However, she never expected that the moment she entered her mouth, the juice would immediately explode between her taste buds, presenting an indescribable taste.
All kinds of flavors come one after another, like a dream.
The various fruity flavors are well-defined and quite clear.
There is a hint of mint sweetness in the middle, which perfectly combines the flavors presented successively to form a very rhythmic taste.
Such a distinct and progressive taste was something she had never seen before. The beauty that could not be described in words almost made her speechless with excitement.
This was specially prepared by Zhang Yang for her, and it only belongs to her!
"Chu Chu, is it really delicious? They are all mixed together." Seeing the satisfaction on Chu Chu's face, a red-haired girl asked suspiciously.
Not only her, no one really thought that such juice would taste good.
"No, I can feel their different flavors, with distinct layers."
Chu Chu said, picking up the cup again and preparing to drink again.
However, the red-haired girl snatched it away.
"Hey, I don't believe it. I bet you must have said that on purpose. I have to try it." The red-haired girl's eyes were burning, as if she wanted to see some clues from Chu Chu's face.
"You don't mind if I drink it? Shirley!" Chu Chu smiled. She was obviously very familiar with the red-haired woman she called Shirley.
"If it were someone else, of course I wouldn't mind. But our Princess Chu Chu drank it and she enjoyed it as much as sugar!" Shirley said while deliberately giving Chu Chu a wink.
However, she didn't even wait for Chu Chu to react further, she already raised the wine glass and took a shallow sip.
Everyone noticed that her face changed as soon as she took the juice.
"Shirley, what, does it taste terrible?" Another girl with short hair and a short skirt, who was next to Shirley and was wearing a miniskirt, asked with a smile.
"It smells like pineapple..." Shirley said.
"It tastes like pineapple? But isn't this juice mixed with ten kinds of fruits? Are you mistaken?" The girl with short hair looked suspicious.
"No, no, no, Mina, of course I'm not mistaken." Shirley squinted her eyes and said, "Well, now it's turned into orange...ah, it's turned into cherry again! Huh? Wait, what is this?
The taste... yes, cantaloupe, cantaloupe! Oh, God! God! What a miracle, a miracle!"
"Shirley, what's wrong with you? Aren't you planning on joking with everyone?" Mina looked at Shirley's incoherent and exaggerated expression and thought she was deliberately teasing Chu Chu.
"Mina, I swear on the name of my mother, this is true. A feast of taste, this is a feast of taste! Of course, if everything is not a dream!" Shirley stared at Mina's eyes, extremely
Said seriously.
"Then can I have a taste too? Well, I don't mind your saliva either." Mina thought for a while and couldn't help but say.
"Chuchu, is that okay?" Shirley asked, licking her lips subconsciously.
"Of course." Chu Chu replied generously.
At this moment, Zhang Yang interrupted.
He smiled and suggested: "Beautiful Miss Mina, if you wait a little longer, the taste may be more dreamy."
"Do you still have to wait?" Shirley frowned.
"Yes!" Zhang Yang nodded, "You see, it has been re-layered. It only takes half a minute to reappear its original appearance. In that case, the taste will be the best."
"Ah, so that's it!" Shirley exclaimed and said quickly, "Mina, wait a minute, I'll try it first and see what the difference is."
As she spoke, she held the juice firmly in her hand to prevent Mina from competing for it.
"No, Mr. Zhang Yang has already promised me. You can't be so domineering!" Mina said and wanted to fight for it.
However, she immediately thought of something and gave up the idea.
She added: "Shirley, you must leave some for me, otherwise we will break up our relationship! Break up our relationship!"
"Break off the relationship... God, break up the relationship?! Well, for the sake of our friendship, little Mina, I will save some." Shirley said with an exaggerated look.
"At least a third!"
Mina saw that Shirley's smile was a little weird, and she felt uneasy and quickly added.
"One third?!" Shirley raised her eyebrows, then shrugged, and said with some pain, "Okay, no problem! Who makes us best friends?"
While the two women were bargaining, everyone saw in the cracks of Shirley's fingers that the juice was divided into different colors again, with clear layers, just like at the beginning.
"Look, it's layered, it's really layered!"
"What are you yelling about? It's like no one saw it."
"Well, Shirley, can you put it on the bar so we can take a good look? Don't worry, we will never rob it!"
"Yeah, like this, my mobile phone can't take a good enough angle at all..."
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Seeing everyone's excitement, Shirley couldn't help but feel a little proud.
However, she didn't want to reject these expectant classmates. She thought about it for a moment and glanced at Mina, who was looking at her eagerly.
The latter hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Then Shirley carefully placed the remaining half glass of juice on the bar.
However, her eyes were quite wary, obviously afraid that someone would suddenly take the drink away.
Immediately, there was a flash of light.
Occasionally accompanied by everyone's admiration.
Of course, many people started to complain again.
After listening to Chu Chu and Shirley's description just now, everyone's curiosity was actually aroused, and everyone wanted to taste for themselves what this perfect taste was like.
If it hadn't been for the first meeting with Zhang Yang, I'm afraid someone would have asked him to help make another drink and it would be a feast for the eyes.
"Ah! Bastard!"
Suddenly, a girl's scream broke the silence of the bar, abruptly pulling everyone's attention away from Perfection.
Then, there was another snap.
Then the man roared.
About ten meters away from the bar, a scantily clad girl was looking angrily at three tattooed men dressed as hippies.
The leader was slapped and now he grabbed the girl's arm.
"Avril!" Chu Chu suddenly shouted.
"What, your classmate?" Zhang Yang asked.
"We were once very good friends." Chu Chu nodded and said.
"Ever?" Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows, "Why, there were conflicts later?"
"right!"
"Then, do you need my help?" Zhang Yang asked again.
"Will you stand by and watch?" Chu Chu stared into Zhang Yang's eyes and asked with a smile.
"I guess not." Zhang Yang shook his head.
"Hehe, if that's the case, then I don't owe you any favors." Chu Chu suddenly laughed.
His originally tense expression suddenly relaxed.
Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Chu Chu is Chu Chu, and she seems to know herself quite well.
However, Zhang Yang had no intention of stopping it immediately.
He noticed that both Nicole, who was holding a glass of wine and watching coldly, and Wells, who was leaning near the bar and seemed expressionless, had a cold glint in their eyes. (To be continued)