Chapter five hundred and seventeenth water bar encounter
"Hello, it's too cold outside. Come in and watch. There's a TV inside too."
A young man's voice sounded at the same time as the door opened. Xiao Yuan turned his head and looked over there, and found a young man wearing a fashionable flat hat and a barista apron standing at the door of the store, saying hello enthusiastically.
. He smiled, took off the cigarette clip from his mouth and asked, "Can I smoke inside?"
"Usually we don't recommend guests to smoke, but now that there are no guests, you can do whatever you want." The guy in a brown apron replied enthusiastically.
"Is there anything to eat?" Xiao Yuan asked again. Judging from the sign, this place seemed to be a bar, and it was late at night, so even if there was a simple meal, it would probably be sold out after dinner time.
"Uh... If you don't mind, I can cook you some instant noodles." The guy in the apron blinked and said with a smile, "I originally had noodles, but the ingredients are not enough. I can add more vegetables to the instant noodles for you.
inside."
"Are there... cigarettes for sale?" Xiao Yuan continued to ask, his feet still staying on the same spot, with no intention of going in. If he couldn't get this answer, he would have to look for it somewhere else like a wandering soul, otherwise even if there was something to eat
, those who watch it will find it difficult to endure the time without cigarettes.
"Smoke..." The guy in the apron seemed to be stumped by this question. How could there be such a product as cigarettes in a water bar that would advise customers not to smoke? However, he did not refuse Xiao Yuan directly and rolled his eyes upward.
Suddenly he nodded happily: "Oh, I remembered that a friend left a pack of cigarettes at my place last time. If you want it, I can give it to you. I don't smoke."
After hearing this, Xiao Yuan immediately followed the guy in the apron into the water bar. As expected, there was no one inside. The retro hip-hop style decoration gave the small space a strong western style. There was a table on the north wall that was exactly the same as the one outside.
The LED TV also showed the live All-Star exhibition game.
He sat in the best position for watching TV, lit the cigarette he had been reluctant to light on the road, and watched the game leisurely.
Zhang Zhongwen's commentary sounded calmer and clearer than at the scene. He accurately explained the key points of the game one by one, and also predicted the next dynamics of the two sides. Suddenly, his tone changed and he speculated in an incredible tone.
Wangu Binghong's actions on the secondary screen: "Wangu Binghong touched the red square position alone. Does he want to grab the crystal single-handedly? This move is a bit too bold!"
...Let Su Qihong steal the crystal...
Isn't this idea the strategy that Hengdao Yijian came up with when we played Qianhun An in the battlefield match last time?
Ha, it turns out that the professional player Liu Jiangqing was talking about at that time was really you, Zhao Xuan.
Just when Xiao Yuan was fascinated and the cigarette between his fingers had burned out, a steaming bowl of "Deluxe Healthy Instant Noodles" with poached eggs and various vegetables was placed on the table in front of him. The guy in the apron
He fumbled around in his pants pocket and pulled out a pack of unopened cigarettes and put them aside.
"Thank you, how much is the total?" Xiao Yuan raised his head and asked.
As soon as the guy in the apron saw his face, he suddenly froze on the spot. It was too dark outside just now to see clearly. But now after seeing the guest's face clearly, he realized that he was still in the live broadcast just now.
Anyone who showed up?!
"You...are you...from the live broadcast just now, Xiao Yuan?" The guy in the apron hesitated for a long time. He had seen countless people in the store, and it was easy to distinguish everyone's appearance and features, so the more he looked, the more convinced he was of the person in front of him.
It was Xiao Yuan. But logically speaking, Xiao Yuan should still be watching the game in the stadium and should not appear in his small water bar, so he hesitated.
"Well, it's me."
Xiao Yuan nodded, but he had already picked up his chopsticks and started eating this bowl of luxurious instant noodles. He had been eating refined tea and rice for a long time, and instant noodles had long become an old memory of his student days. Now when he eats it, it feels particularly delicious.
, two big chopsticks quickly slipped down.
"No money, no money, just give me an autograph, wait a minute!" The guy in the apron jumped up excitedly and ran towards the counter. After rummaging for a while, he didn't seem to find a suitable signature, so he went into the back room to look for it.
After a while, he quickly ran over with a delicate brochure and pen in his hand, and handed it to Xiao Yuan, who was still engrossed in eating noodles.
"Isn't it good for me to sign this?" Xiao Yuan took out a tissue and wiped his mouth and hands. He took the booklet and saw that it was actually a team commemorative book issued for the anniversary of last year. There were three laser words "Collector's Edition" on the heavy cover.
Shining bright and protected like new from the factory.
"I was very happy when I grabbed this collector's edition. I thought it was out-of-print and difficult to buy. But later I found that everyone around me had a copy. There was nothing to show off, so I kept it and kept it for more than a year.
It's just gathering dust in the cabinet. Now that you signed it, it's really valuable. I'll show it to my friends later, and they will definitely be jealous!" the guy in the apron said honestly.
"Hahaha, okay, then I'll sign here."
Xiao Yuan turned over the inside page and used his pen to draw an outline in the blank space. Although it was just an ordinary gel pen, under his control, the strokes were strong and powerful, no less than pen calligraphy. Waiting for the tip of the pen
After being folded, the two tall and vigorous ink characters immediately gave this plain inner page an extraordinary brilliance, as if a calligraphy work of art had been inserted.
The guy in the apron who got the autograph sat down at a table next to him as if he had found a treasure, so as not to disturb the guests while they were dining. He looked at the autograph, then watched the game on TV, and peeked at Xiao Yuan from time to time. He still couldn't believe what had just happened.
The master who played a group of professional players half to death on TV is actually sitting in his own shop eating instant noodles. I suddenly feel that it is very lucky that the door is open tonight.
Xiao Yuan usually doesn't eat much. Last time Zhang Moran invited him to the bloody battle club for a buffet, he only tasted a few mouthfuls of seafood delicacies even though the table was full. But this time the guy in the apron cooked him a full bowl of luxurious instant noodles.
After eating everything, I even drank the soup to the bottom. A feeling of heat rose from my stomach, and I suddenly felt comfortable all over, and a layer of sweat broke out on my forehead.
It is said that a cigarette after a meal is better than a living god. Xiao Yuan put the empty bowl aside, picked up the box of cigarettes on the table and took a look at it. He suddenly felt something in his heart: "Soft white sand with instant noodles, isn't this what I think?"
Is it the standard equipment from years ago? Ha... One signature can be exchanged for a time travel package, not bad!"
Just as he was holding a time-travel cigarette in his mouth, the guy in an apron next to him who was focusing on the live broadcast of the game suddenly slammed the table and cursed in a low voice: "You damn Qianhun An two-on-one, how shameless! Keep staring.
What was Qiu Yuebai doing, even though there was blood splattering around him, he strangled Mu Xin's neck and didn't help?"