Coming out of the bathroom, An Ming cleaned up his mood, and when he saw Quan Shi with an anxious face, he felt a little guilty: "I'm sorry, I left the venue halfway, and you can't have fun." ”

  Quan Shi looked at An Ming's calmness, struggling in his heart, but he could only pretend that nothing had happened on his face: "It's okay, can you go back?"

  An Ming shook her head, she didn't dare to guarantee that hearing such an infectious song would not get out of control again, "Don't you want me to have a supper? Let's go!"

  Quan Shi followed An Ming, it seems that the sad person just now and the calm person in front of him are two completely different people, such people will generally hide any problems in their hearts and not let others get close.

  How can such a heart be entered?

  "What do you want to eat?"

  Quan Shi thought for a while and said, "How about eating sashimi? I know a family that makes it very authentic, and the taste is hard to forget once you eat it!"

  An Ming: "Okay!

  That time when he ate fish, Li Ruijue and Xiao Li and others were guests at Zhao Tianqing's villa, and Zhao Tianqing ate anyone's vinegar, and he actually wanted to smear mustard on Li Ruijue's steak.

  It turns out that every bit of life has your shadow, and you will forget it if you don't deliberately ignore it.

  When An Ming and Quan Shi walked out of the main entrance of the Grand Theater, Li Ruijue looked for a circle of people but couldn't find them, so he stood at the door of the concert and guarded silently.

  Li Ruijue took out a cigarette and lit it, took a puff and spit out a wisp of smoke rings, and looked at the singer who was singing hoarsely on the stage and suddenly threw a hat down the stage, causing a commotion, scrambling, and there was no wave in his eyes.

  Until the crowd dispersed, Li Ruijue did not wait for the person he was waiting for. He grabbed a security guard: "There is only one exit for the concert?"

  The security guard was taken aback by Li Ruijue's strong attitude: "Sir, there are five doors here!" Looking at Si Swenwen, why are you so rude?

  Li Ruijue came out, the cold wind blew on his hot face, and even more in his anxious mind, and then dialed a phone number: "In half an hour, I want to see all the information of a person named Quan Shi." ”

  It doesn't make sense that the game he laid out gave an outsider a head start.

  On the other end of the phone: "??????"

  I don't know how many people in the city are called Quanshi, and they don't let them check the specific information. Well, you're the boss, you call the shots.

  Quan Shi asked for a small private room, which was very elegantly decorated, like an ordinary pastoral restaurant. Sitting on the green Indham pattern mat, Quan Shi handed over a menu: "See for yourself what you want to eat, the most famous thing here is sashimi, sushi and miso soup are also more authentic." ”

  An Ming looked at it and said, "I don't have anything special to eat, just follow your preferences!"

  Quan Shi: "Okay!"

  Worried that An Ming would not be used to eating sashimi, he asked for a water brush mutton pot, lettuce, seafood mushrooms, salmon sushi, and lobster???

  As a chef, the tasting of dishes has become a habit of life, and I have made progress in communication.

  "The tuna is freshly killed, thin as a piece of paper, the sauce is slightly sour and spicy, very authentic, An Ming, you can also taste it!"

  An Ming picked a piece and put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, the fish was tender, very chewy, delicious and completely the credit of the sauce, especially stimulating the taste buds.

  "It's really delicious, especially the sauce is from my own family. ”

  Quan Shi poured a glass of sake for An Ming: "It is more delicious to pair with this wine, the alcohol is not high, and it is okay to drink a little more." ”

  An Ming tasted it: "The light and shallow aroma of wine is a special type of wine!"

  Quan Shi: "These are low-fat foods, it's okay to eat more, you're too thin!" If it weren't for winter, with clothes in the way, An Ming's thinness would be distressing.