Chapter Seventy-One: Meeting at the Bar

What is a bar?

It's a place of ambiguity.

The dynamic music roared throughout the hall, and the dance floor was densely packed with people, writhing their bodies unbridled and free, the lights were dim and blurred, and in such a passionate and noisy place, everyone took off their masks, or was numbly cheering and dancing, which is the impression of ordinary people in the bar.

But this is not where Gu Yang and the others are going, what they are going to is a Qing bar, called Yueqin Bar.

This bar is located in the middle of the bar street, which is a good location, and it takes up a lot of space among so many bars.

At this age, he didn't let Han Shenliang go to that kind of overly complicated nightclub and bar, nor did he let Xu Yuexun come, but chose this Qing bar, and he once received a business card from the bar manager, which was from this bar, so it was not a big problem to go out this time.

Walking into the bar, Han Shenliang's face looked very calm, but his eyes betrayed his true mood at the moment, and it was difficult to remove it from the women's glamorous faces behind the makeup, and his fingers were trembling slightly. Gu Yang, on the other hand, looked indifferent, and after glancing at the dazzling lights of the ceiling a few times, he walked straight to the bar, handed over a hundred yuan, and smiled at a bartender who was idle there and said, "Two Brazilian caipirina cocktails, xiexie." ”

The steady bartender raised his eyelids, looked at the teenager standing in front of him, smiled politely, and asked, "Do you need ice?" ”

"Yes."

"Haode, sir, wait a moment."

With a slight bow, the bartender picks up a few stainless steel cans and begins to mix the toast, moving carefully and steadily, fusing all kinds of liquids together and then stirring them to blend the flavors.

Silently watching the bartender's movements, Han Shenliang couldn't hold back his mouth and said, "I'll rub, Lao Gu, why do you look like you're familiar with the road, you seem to have been here many times?" ”

Gu Yang smiled at him, and spit out two words that made the dead friend speechless.

"Baidu."

After a few minutes, two cups of bubbling cocktails were delivered to Gu Yang, he reached out and handed one to Han Shenliang, and then took a sip of clear wine.

The taste is cold and thorough, as if a piece of ice that has been frozen for a long time dances on the tip of the tongue, and it feels really good.

Swallowing his drink, he tilted his head and swept his gaze around.

There's no dance floor for dancing, it's just a place for people to drink, and at the front of the bar and table, there's a small stage where a band is performing, and the chaotic lights on it add a bit of stage color, and the band looks pretty good just by the music.

"Is this customer coming here for the first time?"

At this time, the rather personable bartender kept his smile and talked to Gu Yang.

Turning his head, Gu Yang thought lightly for a second, and replied, "Yes, it is indeed the first time." ”

Han Shenliang took a big sip of the Brazilian caipirina cocktail, and his tongue trembled: "Hey, how do you know that we are the first time." ”

The bartender crossed his fingers together, "Actually, this customer seems to be a regular customer, but I accidentally heard the words of the two of you just now, and you really don't look like a regular customer at the bar, so I came to this conclusion." ”

"Haven't asked yet?"

"Flowers are not drunk."

"Flowers are not drunk? It's a not-so-common name. ”

Gu Yang stretched out his hand and raised the transparent four-cornered cup, took a sip of the frosty cocktail, and said with a smile.

The bartender fiddled with the steel bowl on the table, his fingers roaming the surface of the bowl: "There is a reason, because my family is a winemaking family, so my father gave me this name." ”

"Oh, that sounds like a good feeling."

Stabilizing the steel bowl, Hua Budrunk chuckled, pointed his finger in the direction of the band's performance, and obviously saw a silver quaint ring on his tail finger: "The guest seems to be very interested in the band playing there, so I want to introduce the guest, the band there is our resident band here, called the Bay Band, but the lead singer has changed recently, it has only been changed for more than a month, it is a newcomer, but the singing is very good, the guests can listen to it." ”

Even though the age of the two seems to be on the young side, the bartender still does not mean to slack off, but introduces them very enthusiastically.

The bars turn a blind eye to the question of the guests who come in under the age of eighteen, and generally speaking, as long as they can afford to pay, the security guards will not force them to ask for ID checks.

"Well, it sounds okay, but compared to Lao Gu, it's not a grade."

After shaking his head and listening for half a minute, Han Shenliang naturally gave a judgment, and seeing that the wine in the two glasses was almost gone, he took out two hundred sheets and handed them to Hua Budrunk: "Bartender, please have four more glasses." ”

Seeing that the dead party ordered four glasses very generously, Gu Yang reminded: "Drink less, the cocktail is not intoxicating, but the stamina is relatively large, be careful if you are drunk." ”

"Don't worry, this little bit of wine can't be poured into me."

Han Shenliang waved his hand nonchalantly and drank the remaining liquor.

Put away the banknotes, Hua Bu drunk began to mix with peace of mind, and did not ignore the existence of the two guests: "By the way, there is an unwritten rule in our bar, if the guests can sing a song here, which is recognized by most of the guests, and is called haode, then I will make a cup of seven-colored rainbow for free and give it to the singer, do you want this guest to try?" ”

Gu Yang raised his eyebrows and refused with a smile: "Forget it, I'm here to drink, and singing is not suitable for me." ”

With that, he turned around again and glanced over the east side of the bar, only to find an acquaintance.

What is she here for?

Gu Yang's heart had doubts, and after thinking for a while, he still couldn't get an answer, so he couldn't help but shake his head, stretched out his hand to hold the cup, and drank the wine in the cup dry.

Sitting alone on a bar chair, Lin Yihua kept pouring wine into his mouth.

Following her usual style, she wore a very conservative dress today, with slender jeans that wrapped around every part of her body, and a black short-sleeved shirt on her upper body, which didn't look very fashionable.

It was obvious that she had come to drown her sorrows with wine.

It's not for Gu Yang not to hand in his Chinese homework, from the perspective of a teacher, she feels that as long as she has enough patience, no matter how rebellious the student is, she is for the man who is standing in the center of the stage and singing.

They are lovers.

Or rather, it used to be.

Just a few days ago, they just broke up, and the man's reason was that they didn't have a good personality and that he also had someone he liked.