Wangchuan Wine failed to sell well for the first time, but Tan Zhao, as a winemaker, was not depressed. After all, this was a wine "promoted" by Tiandao's father, and he believed that it would not be unsaleable.
"What are you going to do with the wine?"
Tan Zhao carried the wine box easily, as if he was bringing red wine to an appointment with a friend: "Didn't you ask me to solve the big trouble outside that day?"
Huo Jinli choked and stretched out his hand to chase the person away: "Go, go, go quickly!"
Outside the Huo family villa, there were many people or non-human beings watching, but they did not dare to come in due to Shen Huanying's powerful power. Tan Zhao went out with the wine box, but after shouting a few words, there was a car. Came over and took him to a secluded house.
Cyril was playing with the bottle of half-filled Bloody Mary. During this time, he wanted to remove the cork more than once and suck up the liquid inside, but he resisted at the last moment.
Especially after Li Mu was released, his courage became weaker and weaker.
To change from a human to a vampire, you need to give up a lot of things, but to change from a vampire to a human again, obviously... this requires paying a greater price.
Not only did Li Mu's physical condition return to its previous state, he even lost his sense of taste and smell, and his body organs also suffered varying degrees of wear and tear.
Shen Huanying was indeed Shen Huanying, and he hit people at the most painful places.
"What are you talking about?"
Tan Zhao glanced at Cyril, lifted the wine box in his hand and put it down on the coffee table: "What you want."
"Shen Huanying, I really can't understand you."
Tan Zhao poured himself a glass of water in a familiar manner and took a sip before speaking: "What if you understand it? What if you don't understand it?"
Cyril squeezed the wine bottle tightly, and quickly suppressed all his emotions: "You are right, a strong man like you never cares about what the weak think. I was just like you once."
Tan Zhao didn't say anything. Although he didn't like Cyril very much, at this moment, he only needed to be a listener.
"The strong make the rules, the weak abide by the rules. You are one of the few strong people I have ever seen who likes to abide by the rules." The prince passed away and the vampire clan was reshuffled. Usually Cyril would fish in troubled waters, but this time, he did nothing. , and even restrained his subordinates not to attack werewolves and the church, which was a unique thing in the past.
"Just because I want these things from you doesn't mean that other vampires also want them. If you have great power and want to give it up, not all vampires are princes. Do you understand?"
These few words can really be regarded as words that spoke from Cyril’s heart.
Tan Zhao, however, remained inexplicably optimistic: "Do you know how long I planned to brew and store this wine to achieve the effect?"
"how long?"
"Three years."
Three years is really not a long time for the Vampires. Many Vampires fell into long sleep after thirty years. But Cyril did not like to hear this number.
Three years was shortened to three days. What does this mean? Cyril raised his head and couldn't help but reveal a sarcastic smile on his face: "No wonder you came to the door so confidently."
"No, I'm just giving you one more choice."
Cyril smiled: "You are so good at promoting me, why don't you go to the Presbyterian Council?"
Tan Zhao spread his hands confidently: "I don't know them. Compared to them, you seem more reliable."
Cyrillic:……
Tan Zhao came out of Cyril's side empty-handed and went to find the three pure-blood werewolves without stopping. Compared to the difficult vampires, the werewolves did not require too many words from him, or maybe the werewolves were showing signs of weakness. However, he just used "Forget River" to put it on the table.
Anyway, he had a record of sending away the blood prince, so the werewolves didn't dare to attack him at all.
After doing all this, only a group of people from the church were left in front of Mr. Huo's villa. Tan Zhao did not go up to him, but was blocked by Brother Lake.
"Mr. Shen, could you please take a moment to speak?"
Look, the man showed his strength, and even his title changed. Tan Zhao raised his eyebrows and pointed to the water bar next to him: "If you don't mind, just here, I happen to be thirsty."
The weather was hot and there was little business in the water bar. The two of them sat on the bar, and the atmosphere was not at all stiff.
"What do you want to say?"
Lake glanced at the clerk behind the water bar who was so bored that he was playing games, and said softly: "Mr. Shen, your talent is very surprising."
"Thank you so much for the compliment."
Unexpectedly, there was such a thing as business bragging. Tan Zhao was trying to compliment him when he saw Lake shaking his head at him: "I apologize for my rudeness, but can I ask you a question? "
The other party was so polite that Tan Zhao could not refuse, so he made a gesture of asking.
To avoid being overheard, Lake switched to French and spoke: "Vampires are all evil, why do you..."
Although Lake had tried his best to control his emotions, Tan Zhao could still hear a bit of indignation.
"Then what do you think I should do? Kill them all?"
Tan Zhao raised his eyebrows, as if your church doesn't do this kind of thing, but asking him to do it would be too double-standard.
"I……"
"Although I don't know what your relationship is with the vampires, maybe you will think that I am just saying some sarcastic remarks from an outsider's point of view, but I can say that I have done the best I can. ." Tan Zhao shook the cup, and the ice cubes made a pleasant clinking sound, "I am not a sanctioner, nor a God. You think too highly of me."
"Mind listening to a story?"
"Appreciate further details."
Tan Zhao heard an old-fashioned and bloody love story in the water bar. The protagonist of the story was Lake's friend, but a story that starts with "I have a friend" is often a series of "friends made out of nothing". He was extremely considerate and did not criticize or even make any comments.
Because once Tan Zhao makes a decision, he will not waver for anything.
"Time will give us the answer."
**
In the blink of an eye, the first semester of my junior year started.
With the blues manager's greetings three times a day, Tan Zhao finally reluctantly returned to work in the bar, but the regular customers found that no handsome guy came to see Lee anymore.
How can I put it this way, although Brother Lee is still handsome as hell, the handsome guy plus is so sweet, it’s a pity that I didn’t watch it anymore.
"Is it such a pity?"
"Of course, handsome men are the common wealth of all mankind. Lee, don't you want to monopolize them?"
Tan Zhao poured the prepared wine into a cup and pushed it in front of the guest: "I have no idea what to do. Why don't the guests make suggestions to our boss?"
"good idea."
Tan Zhao was noncommittal. He had been working in Blues for a long time and he had some familiarity with these regular customers. He was skilled in bartending, but he didn't take these words to heart.
After using force to intimidate him, and using Wangchuan to block the mouths of the vampires and werewolves, Tan Zhao finally returned to his peaceful college life.
Of course, he didn't forget to invite Li Wei to dinner. Although Li Wei didn't remember it, he ran faster than anyone else when he talked about eating.
"Hey, Xihua has been in a lot of trouble recently. I heard that she went abroad to have her legs treated. Do you know, Lao Shen?"
Tan Zhao, who is guest-starring as a leg doctor: "...No, I don't know."
"You wouldn't know it once you look at it. People who don't even look at the class, do you know how many screaming girls there are in the school now that you've started school?" Li Wei was eating spicy crayfish, and his complaints were quite sharp.
, "You are just an emotionless girl killer who cares about killing and not burying me!"
Tan Zhao: ...This is beyond his control.
"Don't say that, I'm already very low-key in school." Tan Zhao felt innocent and rarely defended himself.
"Speaking of which, many junior students are preparing to take the postgraduate entrance examination. Lao Shen, you..."
What we talked about later was about schoolwork, projects, and the like. Tan Zhao had not forgotten that the original owner’s wish was to graduate normally, not to become a non-human being.
System: You still remember, that’s great.
[Your tone is so good that you can use some more formatting.]
System: I thought you were having fun and didn’t care about anything anymore~
[Am I like this kind of person?]
System: Yes, aren't you the Wolf Slayer who has been stamped by the werewolf? You are worthy of your name.
This kind of system would make him feel itchy if it didn't damage him for a day, so Tan Zhao didn't even bother to care about it.
**
Three months later, Ren Xuan's leg was finally declared fully recovered by a Mongolian doctor, and Xihua returned to school.
"Old Shen, why do I feel that Xihua looks so resentful every time she looks at you?"
Tan Zhao: "...your illusion."
Li Wei didn't believe it, but he had no evidence.
But Li Wei didn’t, and Huo Shaoyou not only did, he also had a lot of evidence. It’s so pitiful. The “treatment” that Suihua has experienced in the past three months can definitely be included in the ten-part test of the durability of human smell.
, and absolutely few people can bear that kind of thing.
Thinking of the "smell-catching" smell, Mr. Huo felt that the taste of Wangchuan wine was simply like nectar.
It’s hard to imagine that these two things were created by the same person.
"Shen Huanying, it's a good thing you didn't apply for medicine, otherwise you might have been infamy for thousands of years." Huo Shao came to a conclusion with sadness.
Tan, who once harmed the sense of smell of an entire world in a certain world:...
"Can we tell you something new?"
Mr. Huo was not an unreasonable wolf cub. He thought about it and said, "Two days ago, I sent Xihua home and met Li Mu."
"oh?"
"He seemed to have completely turned back into a human being," Hawking said. "The fascination with the singer completely disappeared from his eyes. He even looked at the flowers with disgust and hatred."
Tan Zhao didn't answer this. After all, in terms of hatred, he was the one with the highest level of hatred.
"He still wants to hit me? I told my dad the next day, and he should be on the plane going abroad by now." Huo Jinli said calmly.
Tan Zhao finally couldn't hold it in anymore and asked a question he really wanted to ask: "You and Xihua, can't you really..."
"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" The wolf cub immediately jumped up and hit the person, and immediately changed the subject, "Do you know that thing about your fake Wangchuan and good sales?"
Tan Zhao: ...What a lame excuse, I don’t even bother to expose it.