77. Funny waste during the day, depressed waste at night

At eight o'clock in the evening, someone came and knocked on Xiang Yao's door.

"Miss Qingwan, you didn't attend the party downstairs, but Little Brother Mucha made a cake and gave you a piece!" the boss smiled with her signature smile. "Strawberries, you shouldn't hate them!"

"Thank you. Xiang Yao reached out to take the food in her hand. "The boss has a heart. ”

He bowed to Yao and smiled politely at his boss.

"Actually, I'm just a porter, and when I met Mucha in the hallway, please thank him. ”

The boss turned and left. The white skirt swayed back and forth.

Xiang Yao put the sweets in the refrigerator and went back to sleep.

When I woke up, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon!

Xiang Yao thought about going down to find something to eat, so he casually found a piece of clothing and put it on, went downstairs, and went to the hall.

Yesterday, I hurriedly came up, I didn't pay attention, the hall here is decorated in a classical European style, the tables and chairs are made of brown solid wood, and the overall tone is dark, so you can naturally see the faces of the people in each seat.

There weren't a lot of people in the hall downstairs, a man and a woman were discussing something, but not a couple. Couples disagree that men will shut up, and they argue like this, it shouldn't be.

This well-groomed woman, sitting alone in the window seat drinking tea, she looks ahead, the movements of drinking tea are elegant, and the demeanor is elegant and generous!

At the bar sat a fashionably dressed young man talking to a beautiful bartender, but he didn't seem to be very successful, from her point of view. The bartender's impatient face can be clearly seen.

Of course, the C position of the audience is a teenager who draws in the corner. He listened to the good or strange singing, still engrossed in circling his canvas, and from time to time a beautiful girl would come and talk to him, but he ignored it. Most of these girls saw him from the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if they saw a beautiful wedding dress from the window, but when they entered the store and inquired, they found that they couldn't wear it and couldn't afford it, so they left in a huff!

Xiang Yao walked over and asked the waiter for a rice set.

Not surprisingly, the young man who had accosted the bartender did come.

"Beauty, how about you have a drink!"

"Allergies. ”

"Are there any women who are allergic to alcohol? You are so charming!" the young man leaned his face over, "Come to Dali, don't just want to travel!

"I'm allergic to scum, your spit just fell into my meal, if you don't want to buy me another meal, please get out of here, I can do nothing as if nothing happened. ”

Xiang Yao left the table and sat down at the female bartender, looking at her smooth movements, it could be seen that she was not standing here because of her beautiful face.

"Give me a glass of wine, anything. ”

"Qingwan, if you reject others like this, you will be hated. The bartender smiled slightly, as mysterious as the red cocktail she handed her, "Even if you have the ability to shut him up instantly." ”

"Thank you. It's still heartwarming to hear such thoughtful words in a foreign land. ”

Xiang Yao took a sip, and the sweet grapefruit flavor instantly filled her taste buds, and she raised her glass and gestured to the bartender.

"My name is Pothos. The owner's name is Lily. The chef's name is Otake. The man in charge of sanitation is called Sugar Cane, and the woman is called Cuckoo. Just call us. We're here for you. ”

"Okay, that pothos, what's the name of that boy who paints?"

"His name is Musha, and he's a painter. I've been here for two years! Have your own studio. ”

"Then why did he come here to paint?"

"He's waiting for someone. "Every artist has a story." ”

"And it's a very touching story. The young man posted again, "Do you want me to tell you about it?"

"Why, do you want to invite me to dinner so much?"

"Don't be so fierce, blind your face that looks like a big star. The young man smiled, this smile reminded him of Dong Huai'an, "My name is Yi Yang, easy to get 'Yi', the 'yang' of the sun, and I am a singer." ”

"Oh, why don't singers sing?"

"It's not time, it's only five o'clock, and there's still two hours!?" Yi Yang smiled, "I don't mind telling you a story, a story about that handsome guy." ”

Xiang Yao looked at the pothos, and the pothos also looked at her, and they shook their heads tacitly.

"Mucha has been a travelling painter since he was fifteen years old, with the smell of paint on his body, a thick layer of calluses on his fingers, and colors that cannot be washed off by paint. He is a model for the boyfriend that every girl craves. Talented, good-looking, wandering, and with a story. But who can really go with him, because it also means poverty, unrest, and even eating and drinking. ”

Yi Yang took a breath and glanced at Xiang Yao, who smiled at him.

"Pothos, give me a cup of the same. To this storyteller. ”

The other party took the wine and gave her the same smile back.

Later, he met a girl who was willing to wander with him. Her name is Dango. Like him, he was a painter, but he was a cartoonist, and they put on their sketchpads, skated, and began to wander around the country. Mucha paints landscapes, and Danzi paints him. Every node, every day. It's all happy.

Later, the girl became famous for this travel comic, and her comics were made into anime, movies, and TV series. The most famous are Xiang Yao and the early summer version, they restored their original beauty! However, the reality is not as beautiful as in the comics, and in their quarrels and misunderstandings again and again, love is dead! No more news. After that, Mucha became famous, but he stayed in the last city they had arrived, waiting for her to return. ”

"It's gone. ”

"Yes. Yi Yang smiled bitterly, "The other girls are crying when they hear this, what's the matter with you? ”

"That's because you didn't say what they separated, just because of reality, but there are many kinds of reality. If it's because of the money, it's because the girl didn't handle it well. If it's because of the family, it's that the boy didn't handle it well! A reality, too perfunctory, insincere. Your story can be described as a failure. ”

"Sister, are you a Ph.D. or a science and engineering major. Your mind is simply unbelievable. Yi Yang stuck out his tongue, "How can a girl think purely rationally, and when she hears such a touching story." ”

"Don't talk about this yet, what you said was said by Tuanzi when the movie was released. Isn't it a scam if you take it out?"

Xiang Yao glared at Yi Yang, and then looked at the green pothos, she had an expression that she had known for a long time, it seems that this product has used this trick to deceive the girl's tears.

"I'm planted when I meet you. I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow morning, and don't poke me in the future. Let me have a romantic trip to Dali, okay, strong man. ”

When the pothos heard the last word, she couldn't hold back her laughter any longer. Squatting in the bar, it took a long time to come out!

Xiang Yao had a feeling of finding organization. Who isn't a funny waste during the day and a depressed waste at night!

It seems that I really drank too much.