Li Ping'an didn't know the relationship between Lin Mengge and Luo Chengcheng, and he was in a hurry at this time.

The rush hour in Tianjing can be described as terrifying, with five kilometers of streets clogged and the entire lane filled with the sound of 'Didi' horns.

Sitting in the car, Li Ping'an grinned, through the window except for the vehicles on both sides and the buildings in the distance, the others were all patches of red lights flashing behind the car, and the red light spread for five kilometers, which was a bit spectacular.

"Ya, I usually can't see these people, but at this point, they all ran out. ”

The driver smoked a cigarette, scolded impatiently, and pressed the horn heavily from time to time.

"Young man, see you're not from Tianjing, right?"

Boredom, the driver began to talk to Li Ping'an.

"I'm from Shangjiang. ”

Li Ping'an replied truthfully.

"Yo! from the Demon Capital, then dare to be kind, do you say that Tianjing is blocked or the Demon Capital is blocked?"

Li Ping'an thought for a while and said with a smile, "It depends on whether it is on the viaduct, the elevated wall in Shangjiang is really fatal, but..."

Li Ping'an looked at the surrounding scenery and said with a smile: "According to the current standard, Tianjing is much more blocked. ”

"Haha... The lad is quite interesting. ”

Looking at Li Ping'an, who was chatting eloquently, the driver laughed, turned his head to look at Li Ping'an and said, "Where do you go to college?"

"I just graduated this year and work in a TV station. ”

Li Ping'an knew all the routines, so he said in a simple perfunctory sentence.

"Working at a TV station?! I've got a celebrity in this car! I have to sign it!"

As he spoke, the driver took out a paper and pen from the co-pilot's storage box and handed them over.

Li Ping'an took it, scratched his head, and said, "I'm not famous." ”

"Whose celebrity is just starting to be popular? I'm investing in potential stocks, just like playing stocks, hurry up, hurry up..."

The driver urged him nonchalantly, Li Ping'an could only smile bitterly and write his name in block letters, and at the same time began to underestimate in his heart, whether it was really time to practice art and signing.

Although there are not many people looking for his autograph, there are some people, right?

After knowing that Li Ping'an was working in a TV station, the driver seemed to have found a topic, and the more he talked, the more interested he became, Li Ping'an's brain was a little foggy when he listened, and he couldn't wait to plug his ears, he himself was quite talkative, but he was not like the driver master who could talk about anything.

Talking with the driver along the way, Li Ping'an finally arrived at his destination after more than an hour.

Tianjing, behind Times Square....

Behind Times Square, there is a food area, with a unique shape of buildings, and many stores have doormen smiling to welcome customers, and Li Ping'an is a little dazzling to see.

As a graduate who has just stepped out of society, this kind of high-end area is particularly unfamiliar to Li Ping'an.

Checking the address in the text message, Li Ping'an stopped in front of an antique restaurant.

The big red red door, high threshold, and two door beasts have the feeling of a wealthy family in ancient times.

The address was correct, and Li Ping'an walked up.

"Hello. ”

The doorman wearing Hanfu at the door bowed respectfully and greeted with a smile.

The doorman's attitude was very good, at least Li Ping'an didn't feel that the other party was discriminating against him because of his cheap clothes.

"I'm going to room 410. Li Ping'an said.

"Please follow me. ”

The doorman still smiled and brought Li Ping'an into the restaurant.

Walking into the interior, the whole building suddenly opens up, and the entire wall is composed of a kind of cedar wood, exuding a faint fragrance.

"This way. ”

Follow the doorman into a corner, and the door number plate of 410 comes into view...

After thanking him, Li Ping'an knocked lightly on the door and walked in.

"Hahaha, you're here. ”

Mi Guozhong was the first to get up, and there were four people sitting on the entire table, including Li Ping'an.

Three men and one woman, all of whom were hot in the past and now expired.

"To introduce, this is Li Ping'an, the host of the love letter show, of course... You're more familiar with it than I am. ”

Mi Guozhong walked up to Li Ping'an with a smile and patted him on the shoulder.

"I look forward to the stars and the moon, but I hope for you. ”

Once a popular male singer, Deng Shuang greeted with a smile and extra warmth.

"I heard Brother Mi say that you are very young, and I didn't feel much at the time, but now that I see me, you are really a hero and a young man. ”

Qiao Yuan also complimented Li Ping'an.

"Hello..."

The only woman, Liu Yun was not as open as the other two, and nodded a little restrainedly.

"Hello seniors. ”

Li Ping'an also bowed in return, and everyone greeted each other, and sat down one after another under the greeting of the Mi Guo Zhong.

There are already a lot of dishes on the table, still steaming hot, and there are three bottles of red-makeup Laojing wine in the middle, which is worth a lot of money, but with Li Ping'an's monthly income now, it is enough to drink this bottle.

"Come on, come on, everyone is here, let's have a meal first, and let's have a drink later." ”

It's easy to talk about things at the dinner table, and the other people obviously have experience and are not in a hurry, but after chatting, there is still some hope to be close to Li Ping'an.

On the other hand, Li Ping'an buried his head in cooking, went shopping for a day, and met a big killer on the road, he was already hungry with his chest sticking to his back, so although he was also talking to other people, the chopsticks never stopped, and he kept picking up vegetables from the table.

After being full of wine and food, Mi Guozhong began to open the wine bottle and said with a smile: "Red makeup old Beijing wine, this thing is very expensive." ”

"Okay, okay... We'll take you this way, okay?"

Qiao Yuan shook his head and smiled.

That's what it means. ”

Mi Guozhong laughed, personally poured wine for Li Ping'an, and then poured a glass for everyone else.

"As the saying goes, rely on your parents at home and rely on friends when you go out, and when you meet in the future, you can nod and say hello, so it's easy to do things. After a pause, Mi Guozhong smiled: "Let's have a drink of this wine first." ”

After speaking, he looked at Li Ping'an, and the others also looked at Li Ping'an.

To drink or not to drink?... It also means that this thing can be done today.

I saw a trace of hesitation flashing on Li Ping'an's face, but it was fleeting, he raised his wine glass and drank it violently.

"Good !——"

Everyone shouted, their faces full of joy, this matter is half done,

On the other hand, Li Ping'an's face was flushed, he never drank liquor, because it was too hot, and now the entire throat and stomach felt like a burning feeling, and the pungent smell of alcohol also made him uncomfortable.

"This... How much alcohol is it?"

Li Ping'an kept sighing and asked with a ruthless look.

Mi Guozhong smiled, took a sip gently, shrugged and said, "Hehe, I didn't say cheers, hey... Still too young. ”

Li Ping'an's eyes widened for a while, and he said, "Brother Mi, when will you be able to speak like this?"

Mi Guozhong shrugged and said: "I couldn't let go before, and I learned from you in two variety shows." ”

Li Ping'an: "........."