Qiao Si put the coffee powder in the cup, glanced at the tattoo sticker He Bangwei said, and said with a smile: "Guan Gong, that one is quite powerful." Oh, take it, I'll give it to you. ”

He Bangwei took this tattoo sticker, found it interesting, and took it to the window booth.

After a while, Joss came over with two cups of coffee.

He Bangwei asked, "Do you drink coffee every day?" ”

"That's right."

"I've heard that I can't drink it every day." He Bangwei heard this statement from the Internet and said it seriously.

Qiao Si's eyes fluttered, he smiled without saying a word, glanced at the tattoo sticker on the table, and said, "I also heard that the tattoo Guan Gong is not good." ”

"Oh, what's the point?" He Bangwei took a sip of coffee, bitter and mellow, and gave a thumbs up.

The girl took the sticker, played with it in her hand and studied it and said, "Yo, this is still an open-eyed Guan Gong." ”

Then she told the allusions she knew, it turned out that there was something particular about the tattoo, saying that Guan Gong Zhen drove away evil spirits, but ordinary people can't tattoo it, nor can they tattoo it on the back, and there is a saying that the "back" does not move and "carries" can't be moved.

There is also a saying that if Guan Gong does not open his eyes, he will kill people when he opens his eyes.

He Bangwei smiled, the story of this world sounded pretty good, and asked, "Why do you want to kill people when you open your eyes?" ”

Shrugging his shoulders, Qiao Si turned his face sideways and said, "Who knows, maybe because of his Danfeng eyes." ”

"Huh?"

"Danfeng's eyes are squinting, when you want to kill, you have to keep your eyes open, and you can see clearly with a big focus." The girl guessed.

He Bangwei believed that it was true: "I see. ”

Laughing and handing over the tattoo sticker, Joss said, "Just stick it and play with it, don't really tattoo it." ”

He Bangwei also smiled, and then said, "Help me order a takeout, I just passed outside, and there are few shops open nearby." ”

"You haven't eaten yet, have you?" Qiao Si was surprised, and immediately ordered a fried rice and a rice bowl, she knew that He Bangwei had a large amount of rice.

He Bangwei was having lunch in the café while listening to Joss talk about interesting things he had encountered recently.

Most of the interesting things she encountered happened in the café, such as the reaction of the guests to the coffee, and the dislike of the regular customers when she deliberately did not add sugar.

The girl talked a little about the little things in her life, and from time to time she smiled and mentioned that there was another batch of good coffee beans.

Sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves outside the window on the booth table, and a noon time passes like this.

Joss stretched, a little sleepy, and said, "By the way, why didn't you go home on vacation?" ”

"Well, it's more convenient here, and I'll have to go to the gym later." He Bangwei said a reason that is not a reason.

Qiao Si didn't ask much, looked back at the people in the chat meeting over there, saw that they were still talking, and said, "Then you go, I'll rest, and I stayed up late yesterday." ”

Holding the Guan Gong tattoo sticker given to him by the girl, He Bangwei said goodbye and walked to the gym along the afternoon sun.

Joss saw him walking on the road and tossing the tattoo stickers on his hands, smiled and locked the door of the café, it was temporarily closed to the public, and there were only people left in the hall to chat, and they estimated that they could talk all afternoon.

He Bangwei looked through the tattoo stickers on his hand, and when he walked into the gym, he suddenly thought that Qiao Si didn't go home during the holidays.

This girl has a story on her, looking at the gym that is a little crowded today, He Bangwei remembered that the girl's face was a little pale when he asked Joss about his hearing that day, and praised him for not asking more questions this time.

Zhou Chenbi saw He Bangwei's arrival again, turned her head silently, didn't say hello, and continued to teach her own students, I can't hide if I can't be provoked.

He Bangwei walked to his familiar chest pushing training area and found a familiar training position, and a familiar boy Xiao Han was sitting next to him.

Xiaohan's holiday just started today, and he immediately came to the gym excitedly to work hard for his dream, and when he saw He Bangwei coming, he was even happier to be able to work hard next to his idol.

He already regards He Bangwei as his idol, the more he exercises, the more he knows the difficulty of He Bangwei's forward practice, coupled with his identity as a suspected master of national arts, this high school boy is very happy every time he comes to the gym and sees He Bangwei there.

He Bangwei was also quite accustomed to his presence, nodded, took off his coat, and just wanted to sit down and start exercising, the interest in his heart suddenly exploded, and he turned to Xiao Han next to him and said, "Help me look at my clothes." Then he got up and walked to the locker room.

Xiao Han looked at his unusual behavior today, he never went to the locker room on weekdays.

In less than ten minutes, He Bangwei still came out wearing his white long-sleeved shirt.

Sitting on the trainer, He Bangwei first tried the weight of the forward push, and felt okay, and in the face of Xiao Han's gaze, he also unbuttoned his shirt, which was a black vest inside.

Xiao Han's gaze did not change as he imagined, and he was still very calm.

He Bangwei was a little puzzled, looked down at his left shoulder, and said to Xiao Han: "How about this tattoo?" ”

Xiao Han nodded and said, "It's okay." ”

He Bangwei wondered: "Why aren't you surprised? ”

"Isn't it normal for you to practice national arts, and you have tattoos on your body?" Xiao Han pushed his trainer.

He Bangwei was silent for a long time, and held back the sentence: "I don't practice national arts......"

Xiao Han "cut" and thought that he was covering up, just the two hands of that day, your identity is beyond doubt!

There is no need to go into detail about the training, Xiao Han is happy that he is an idol next to him, but he is also depressed about the huge gap between himself and his training, when will he be like him?

He Bangwei concentrated on sensing the violent movements of his body, and the consciousness body reacted accordingly.

This kind of exercise was all afternoon, and in the middle, He Bangwei gave Xiao Han money and asked him to buy some high-calorie food for himself.

Xiao Han walked around, and there were no shops open at this time nearby, so he came back with a bag of chocolates.

After eating a few bites of the chocolate he bought, He Bangwei continued to practice for a while, and then took a few more bites, and finally couldn't help but say, "Do you like to eat chocolate?" I'll recommend it to you next time, the taste you bought ......"

Xiao Han shook his head: "I don't like to eat it, and I haven't tasted it either." You're talking about high calories. ”

He Bangwei: "......"

In this way, to the limit of physical load exercise, He Bangwei put on a shirt, covered up the tattoo he had attached to his left shoulder out of fun, put on his coat, and walked back to school.

Xiao Han also has to go home for dinner, he is stimulated by his idol, and his exercise level is always beyond his usual amount of exercise, and today he is tired like a dog.

He Bangwei was blowing the evening breeze, feeling the heat slowly emitted by his moving body, and he was a little satisfied.

Suddenly, if he was aware, He Bangwei's footsteps went to the right side.

A hand that was supposed to be on his left shoulder missed, accompanied by a greeting.

"Hi. He Bangwei. ”

PS: Thanks to the Rising and Falling Tides, Three Lives and Immortals, and Skyrim for the tip.

Thank you Moqian for the recommendation votes of friends such as Soy Sauce, Fengyun 453, 5yh3qwyh, EEE1, Meteor on the ground, and Nai He Infatuation.