"Thank you very much. Lu Shichen sincerely thanked an uncle who was nearly forty years old with a small braid, he liked to smoke very cheap and low-quality cigarettes, and he was very bold when he smiled

Eight white teeth, according to himself, everyone calls him Zhu Lang, as for how this nickname came about, it is unknown, maybe because of his handsome appearance, or the homonym of 'Zhu Wolf', taken from a perverted wolf on the side of the road.

Anyway, Lu Shichen thought it was the second kind in his heart......

Zhu Wolf said: "Since the beginning of the recording, you have thanked you a thousand and eight hundred times, is it addictive to say thank you like this?"

"I don't know if I'm addicted, but I know I'm sorry. Lu Shichen said: "Otherwise, Brother Wolf would not apologize again and again." ”

The original owner is Xiao Xianrou, and the height of 178 is the height of the male god, but the vermilion wolf is exactly 190 tall, a full height of 12cm, and it is really the most cute height difference.

Moreover, Zhu Lang has a bad habit, when he walks, he not only strides meteors, but also puts his eyes on the top of his head, and walks without looking at the one in front of him, and then in one afternoon, Zhu Lang and Lu Shichen collided four times, and then this is how Zhu Lang apologized.

"The words are sharp, but they are not likable. Zhu Lang sorted out the instruments in the studio, still holding a cigarette in his mouth, and his hands had not yet been freed up and had not lit them.

"Sometimes I admire you, I've been smoking an old cigarette for more than ten years, my teeth are still as white as shells, and there are no cigarette stains at all, what kind of toothpaste do you use, Brother Wolf. Lu Shichen said.

"Haha, I'm born with good teeth, and others can't envy me. Zhu Lang laughed heartily and loudly.

After today's exchange, Lu Shichen summed up Zhu Lang's two hobbies, the first hobby is smoking, before Lu Shichen also wanted to buy a pack of high-quality cigarettes to thank Zhu Lang, but Zhu Lang refused.

So to be more precise, Zhu Lang's first hobby is smoking low-quality cigarettes, and his second hobby is to show off his teeth that he has smoked for more than ten years and still has very white teeth.

"Okay, that's all for today, it's been dark for a long time, and your stomach has been protesting for a long time, don't you want to thank me? Zhu Lang said.

Lu Shichen had no reason to refuse, and finally followed Zhu Lang to a snack street near the city center and found a food stall, and the owner of the shop was very familiar with Zhu Lang, and it seemed that he was an old customer.

Wow.

Zhu Lang himself took two bottles of cold snow beer from the freezer in the store and put them on the table, and said, "I graduated from a famous American university, I must have never eaten in this environment, how about it, doesn't it feel very shabby." ”

Lu Shichen's artistic appearance is really incompatible with this background.

Among the food stalls on this street, the one they sit in is considered dilapidated, the signboards standing on the side of the road have been scratched with a few 'scars', and the tables, chairs and benches can clearly be seen to be some years old, although there are quite a few customers.

"No, the real food is often hidden in this little shop of flies. Lu Shichen didn't have so many worries, he sat down and bit the bottle cap with his teeth, which was quite heroic.

Zhu Lang smiled again, showing eight teeth, and he loved to laugh.

Originally, he looked at Lu Shichen's appearance and listened to Lu Shichen's words, he was all polite, and this performance just now was beyond his expectations.

"Bang. ”

Blowing on the bottle, taking a sip of cold beer, adds a lot of coolness in this hot summer day.

Today's experience of Lu Shichen is quite dramatic......

It's like, when you want to go out, you can't find the key, and then you turn the whole house over and can't find it, when you are tired and want to give up, you suddenly look back only to find the key lying quietly in your wallet, that kind of willow and bright and egg pain to the extreme, the feeling is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Lu Shichen got up early in the morning and tried his best to find a recording studio, but he was not satisfied with the whole morning after searching all over the city center, and finally returned home at two or three o'clock in the afternoon and found that there was a recording studio behind the apartment where he lived.

This is not the key, the location of the apartment he rented is very good, it is normal to have a recording studio, and the most important thing is that Lu Shichen was in the mood to give it a try, and when he went in, he found that this recording studio called 'Two Little Wolves' actually met his requirements.

That kind of psychology of both happiness and pain appeared in Lu Shichen's heart, and it was in this way that he met Zhu Lang, a pseudo-uncle who was about to enter the age of an uncle.

The two of them were busy until nearly ten o'clock in the evening before recording the song Lu Shichen wanted.

"The spicy crayfish at this food stall is particularly delicious. Zhu Lang stuffed it into his mouth, his eating appearance was not ugly, and it could even be said to be quite elegant, whether it was sitting or moving chopsticks, it seemed that he had been trained hundreds of times.

It can be said that Zhu Lang's eating action is the best Lu Shichen has ever seen, but his frequency is very fast, and he is simply a 'rice bucket' robot specially made for eating.

"It's delicious, then I'm going to try it." In his previous life, Lu Shichen was also a foodie, otherwise he wouldn't be so good at cooking, when he heard that there was something delicious, he moved his chopsticks, and then his wrist just raised, and there was a feeling of dizziness in his head, his cheeks were hot, and his body seemed to be in the stove.

"What kind of rhythm is this?" Lu Shichen only felt that the sky was spinning in front of him, and the earth was spinning.

Zhu Lang's inquiring voice came from his ears: "What's wrong?"

This feeling is ...... As his eyes gradually blurred, Lu Shichen's brain sounded with that cold electronic voice: "Remind the host that the blood ethanol concentration is too high." ”

The blood ethanol concentration is too high, isn't this Nima just drunk?!

Lu Shichen's last reaction flashed in his mind, and he immediately fell into a complete sleep.

Zhu Lang stared at the sleeping Lu Shichen for a long time before he could hardly determine that Lu Shichen was drunk.

Generally speaking, when a friend is drunk, his first reaction is to help him go back, but Zhu Lang made a completely opposite move.

"Lao Zhou, let's have another snail and Ma Xiao. ”

Zhu Lang ordered another spicy snail and a spicy crayfish, and continued to eat.

Ten minutes later...... Half an hour later...... An hour later...... Three hours......

The customers of the food stalls left and came one after another, and said that the table opposite them had changed to three people.

"Brother Zhu, our food stall is closing. ”

"Oh, excuse me, let's calculate how much it is today. Zhu Lang wiped his mouth.

"Three hundred and fifty-three, it's three hundred and five for all regular customers. "The boss used a calculator to make an account.

"Originally, someone had a treat, but I didn't expect to eat myself. Zhu Lang touched the money and took out three hundred and fifty-three yuan, and he said, "Three hundred and fifty-three is three hundred and fifty-three." ”

"Brother Zhu, you are still like this, you have to calculate every dime in terms of money. The boss expressed helplessness in his tone.

"If I'm really a regular customer, I'll give me a few more hemp sticks the next time I serve food. ”

After paying the bill, Zhu Lang stared at the sleeping Lu Shichen, thinking in his heart what to do with this?

……

"So thirsty ......"

In the early hours of the morning, the day had fallen into the earth and kissed the night, and Lu Shichen was awakened by thirst.