Whether the iron tree will bloom or not, whether the sow will go up the tree, Fidel did not find the answer in the end, because after Fan Bizhuang came down from the attic, he sat down in the bar, propped his head and took a nap again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This is Fan Bizhuang's normal state, he basically doesn't care about the business situation in Tongs Bar, as long as the drinkers don't make trouble, and consciously throw coins to drink, so big things don't seem to be as important as his sleep.

Fidel is also used to seeing it, originally he still had a lot of doubts and wanted to ask, but seeing Fan Bizhuang's appearance, he didn't bother to step forward to talk about himself.

At this time, the wooden door of the bar was pushed open from the outside, making a "crunch~" sound, and then the wind chimes hanging on the door wall also "jingled" a pleasant crisp sound.

No one paid attention to the people who pushed the door in, and the people in the bar were very normal, and the drinkers only cared about drinking, chatting and fartizing, and didn't care about who came and who left.

Fidel did not look up, but took a newspaper to himself, sat down at the bar, and looked down at the news and gossip in the newspaper.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that the new guest looked left and right, and then walked straight in the direction of the bar - this is also nonsense, everyone in this bar is chatting and drinking, only the fat man in front of him is sitting in front of the bar and doing nothing, and he is still wearing a scarf, and everyone here is counted, only this fat man fits the bar waiter's attire.

"Excuse me, is this the Tongs Bar?"

A deep and majestic voice rang in Fidel's ears, and Fidel did not raise his head, his attention still on the newspaper in his hand. After staying in the strange place of Tongs Bar for a long time, or under the influence of Fan Bizhuang, Fidel's attitude towards the world is also a little lukewarm.

"The barrel is on the left, and the coin box is on the right hand side of the bar, so if you want anything, just remember to put your money in the coin box." There is a price tag on it. ”

“……”

Enrique was dumbfounded.

After training, Enrique went back to his residence, but Fan Bizhuang's genius pass lingered in his mind, and in the end, he couldn't stay at home anymore, so he grabbed his sunglasses and jacket and went out.

The city of Barcelona is so big, and there are as many bars of all sizes as Baker on the beach, and Enrique, although he knew that Fan Bizhuang worked as a bartender at the Tongs Bar, had never been there, and it took him a while to find this humble and shabby little bar.

I thought that if I found Tongs Bar, then everything would be bitter, and the doubts in my heart would be answered, and the result was ...... As a result, Nima, are the people in this bar all mentally ill, no one pays attention to the guests at all, and he found the bartender, but the bartender has a disgusting attitude that makes him a little crazy.

It's not like he hasn't been to a bar, but any bar is not like here, and the guests don't have any entertainment except drinking or chatting. What's even more strange is that the bartender doesn't provide any service, he has to fight by himself when he drinks, he has to do everything by himself, and the most amazing thing is that he has to put the money in the coin box to pay the bill.

What kind of bar is this? Shouldn't bars be bustling, noisy and noisy? Even if you don't have a sexy Aladdin girl dancing, at least there must be hot and dynamic music! But here, Nima, there's nothing!

"Ahem...... It's a bit modern here, everything is self-help, it's really ......" Enrique couldn't find the words to describe it, and looked at the bartender who was still unresponsive and just carefully browsing the newspaper, and forced his unhappiness to repeat his previous inquiry.

"Excuse me, is this the Tongs Bar?"

", are you so annoying, are you blind, isn't there a signboard at the door, do you say you don't know how to read, I said you...... it! ”

Fidel finally reacted, and Fidel was so irritated that he raised his head and was about to spray, but he was startled only halfway through the words. The guy in front of him is wearing a black trench coat and a pair of large toad glasses on his face, this big night, it's pitch black everywhere, you still wear sunglasses to go out, this shouldn't be a snake spirit disease, right?

Well, Fidel retracted what he said, it was already dark outside, and after wearing sunglasses, his vision was even more blocked, and it was normal to not see the sign, and it was true to say that he was blind.

If Enrique knew that the fat man in front of him attributed him to blindness and snake spirit disease in his heart, he would probably be so depressed that he vomited a mouthful of blood, in fact, he is also a celebrity in Barcelona, after all, he used to play for Barcelona, and now he is the head coach of the reserve team, the exposure is not low, if he is recognized by fans on the street, it is not a small trouble to be chased and intercepted. So wearing a large toad glasses at night is just to hide people's eyes.

Enrique looked at the startled fat bartender, how did he think this guy was a little abnormal, but he still patiently spoke again: "Is this Tongs Bar?" ”

Fidel didn't dare to deal with the snake spirit disease, otherwise he would become the most direct victim when he started the illness, and nodded: "Yes...... Yes. ”

"Is there an Oriental named Fan here?"

Enrique was overjoyed and asked.

"Yes."

Fidel breathed a sigh of relief, daring to love that this snake spirit disease was coming to Fan Bizhuang, he nodded again, and then looked over the bar, looking at the figure that was already asleep and had shrunk to the bottom of the bar.

Enrique followed the other man's gaze, and although he couldn't see the face of the figure behind the bar, Enrique recognized it at a glance.

The joy of "after many hardships and dangers, climbing the snowy mountain and finally finding the treasure" appeared in Enrique's heart, he took two steps forward and knocked on the bar hard: "Fan...... Fan! ”

"Hey, Fan is sleeping, you ......"

Seeing the other party's movements, Fidel was startled, and hurriedly stopped him, but it was too late, a frightened expression appeared on his face, and the guests in the bar lobby finally saw this scene, some opened their mouths wide, some covered their mouths, and some people gloated and watched the show.

Fan ...... Fan! ”

Enrique was still banging on the bar, shouting Fan Bizhuang's name in his mouth, but the next moment he couldn't do it, his mouth almost opened in an "O" shape in horror, and then a huge fist appeared in his pupils.

"Bang~"

After a dull thud, his fist slammed into Enrique's face, and the reserve manager screamed in pain and fell to the ground on his back.

Fidel smashed his mouth, looked at Enrique on the ground and covered his eyes and screamed in pain, the sunglasses fell to the other side, and then pouted sympathetically without saying a word.

The drinkers let out a loud laugh, pointing at the trench coat man on the ground, and the idiot who ran out of nowhere actually disturbed Fan Bizhuang's sleep, he was really looking for!

At this time, Fan Bizhuang put his head out of the bar with sleepy eyes, glanced at the ground, and muttered: "Oh, it turned out to be you, or an acquaintance, I'm really sorry, I hurt ...... by mistake."

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"Ouch, it really hurts, I said Fan, you're ruthless now, it's all about beating me like a pig's head......"

At the bar, Enrique rubbed his bruised right eye and complained. The head coach of his dignified team was beaten into a panda eye, and it was the players under his command who beat him, which made him feel extremely depressed. What makes him even more embarrassed is that if he appears on the training ground tomorrow with this panda look, he doesn't know what he will be laughed at in private by his colleagues and young players.

"I'm so sorry, Coach Enrique, I was sleeping and I didn't know it was you......"

said sorry in his mouth, but Fan Bizhuang didn't feel a little guilty, just helplessly spread his hands and shrugged.

Fidel, who came over, couldn't hold back his laughter, and handed him a handful of change, and explained with a smile: "The guests who come here know that they can do anything, but they can't disturb Fan's sleep, otherwise this guy doesn't recognize his six relatives, and you are unlucky, haha......"

"Why didn't you tell me sooner......"

Enrique grabbed the change on the table, didn't count it, and put it directly in his pocket, glared at the fat man who was smiling forward and backwards, and depressedly grabbed the wine glass "Gollum~Gollum~" and poured it into his neck.

He really gritted his teeth with hatred for this fat man named Fidel, if you had told me that Fan Bizhuang had a quirk like "getting up gas", he wouldn't have stupidly stepped forward to find a beating.

"You're moving too fast, there's nothing I can do." Fidel laughed, pointed to the wall, shook his head, and said, "Besides, it's all written on it, you don't pay attention to it yourself, what can I do." ”

“……”

Enrique now knew what the note on the wall was, it was all strange rules, and he paid fifty cents for it, for which he disturbed Fan Bizhuang's sleep, and even if he was an acquaintance, the fine was still undiminished.

The change that Fidel handed him just now was made up for him after paying the fine.

Enrique really felt that he was unlucky, it took so much time to find a bar, and after finding it, he was first punched inexplicably, and it was his own player who beat him, and he had to pay a fine...... I feel the urge to burst into tears when I think about it.

"Alright, Fidel." Fan Bizhuang stopped Fidel, who was still laughing non-stop, and looked at Enrique, "Coach Enrique, is there something wrong with coming here so late?" Could it be that you're really just here for drinking? ”

"I'm here to drink, where can't I drink, I'm beaten up for drinking, I have something wrong with my brain!"

Enrique roared two sentences in his heart, but when he got to the point, he straightened his body, his expression became extremely serious, and he stared at Fan Bizhuang with burning eyes.

"Fan, tell me honestly, did your pass today go to that place on purpose?"