"100,000 urgent events!"

Feng Yuandao: "You took over the management of our school's post bar." ”

"Yes, after you graduated this year, you replaced me to take over, what's wrong?"

"Give me your master's account password."

"What, what? This is not to be misused. ”

Feng Yuan said: "I don't mess around, just delete a few posts." ”

Jiang Zhou didn't care about the game being pitted now, and said bluntly: "What, you saw it?" ”

Feng Yuan was surprised, raised his eyebrows over the phone and said, "You know? ”

"Of course I do." Jiang Zhou said: "Don't forget, I'm the lord now." ”

"Okay, you know, I didn't take the initiative to delete it, and I dared to let those posts continue to exist." Feng Yuan was angry, "The paste bar was made by you to make a miasma." ”

Jiang Zhou stroked his long hair and said indifferently: "Of course it can't be deleted, who is Li Yi?" That's the coexistence of beauty and wisdom, gentleness and kindness, a top-quality male god that can only appear for many years, rather than cheapening which goblin, it is better to cheapen you directly, in this way, I can accept it a little better in my heart. ”

"Why?" Feng Yuan had a question mark on his face.

Jiang Zhou coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said: "This shows that I lost, not because of beauty and wisdom, but because of gender." ”

A black line slid down Feng Yuan's forehead, what a mess, "You little girl, what are you thinking about all day long, hurry up and delete those posts, otherwise I will call the teacher, and the master will do it again." ”

Jiang Zhou jumped directly and said, "No, absolutely not." ”

Feng Yuan threatened: "Then you delete it, delete it now, if I see that they are still there in two minutes, you should be careful." ”

Forced by the other party's obscenity, Jiang Zhou had no choice but to compromise, "Okay, I'll delete it now, and promise to disappear within two minutes." ”

Hmph, little girl!

Feng Yuan hung up the phone, re-boarded the post bar, and saw that the posts just now disappeared one by one, and he was in an inexplicably good mood.

On the other side of City A, Gao Yang, who was reading a gossip post, when he refreshed the next page, the words "The post has been deleted" directly appeared, and when he went in again, all the posts he had read before were deleted, and he was depressed for a long time, why did he have to tell Feng Yuan about it.

After the post was deleted, Feng Yuan's heart suddenly returned to his stomach.

To say that Jiang Zhou did a good job, in order to reassure himself, he banned all the accounts that posted those nonsense, and Feng Yuan, who was completely relieved, fell on the bed and fell asleep quickly.

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On a windless night, the clouds in the sky cover the moonlight, and the sky is like a black curtain that is opened, but the night of the city is never lonely, and there are flashing neon lights everywhere, singing and dancing, and the lights are red and green, showing the style of a city at night.

At night in City A, the most popular place is Bar Street, where there are nightclubs for young men and women to enjoy themselves, as well as bars for exclusive gatherings of friends.

The 'Time Corridor' is a green bar that has been standing here for almost 20 years, and has been renovated many times during this time, so it doesn't look shabby.

There is no energetic music, frenetic dance music, just romantic and quiet piano or violin music, which is a pastime for urban white-collar workers after work.

Li Hongbo pushed open the door of the 'Time Corridor', and there was a piano sound inside, elegant and beautiful, Li Hongbo has no study of music, and he can't hear which famous artist's work it is.

The waiter saw the new guest with sharp eyes, and actively stepped forward to receive him, "Mr. Li, you are here." ”

"Well, it's still the old position."

"Your side, please." The waiter said, "Still drink apricot brandy today?" ”

Walking to a window position, Li Hongbo sat down, unbuttoned his cuffs, loosened the tie that had been confined for a day, and said to the waiter: "No, drink cognac today." ”

"I want a whole bottle."

"A bottle?" The waiter reminded: "This wine is very strong, are you sure you want a whole bottle?" ”

He clearly remembered that although the man in front of him often came to this shop to drink, the amount of alcohol was not very good.

Li Hongbo stared at the waiter's little brother's eyes and said, "I'm sure, a bottle." ”

"Okay, please wait."

The customer is God, and whatever they ask for, try to meet them, not ask them.

Nestled in the bar-lined Bar Street, the 'Time Corridor doesn't have many customers, but it's the only bar that stays open until dawn, so there are always some people who don't return home at night, or are homeless.

Li Hongbo looked around, the brand-new tables and chairs, the new wallpaper not long ago, and the constantly changing guests, Li Hongbo laughed at himself, maybe the only thing that hasn't changed is his old customer, here, it is completely different from the memory.

He remembers that a long time ago, there was no elegant piano here, only old love songs, and the bartender at the bar had changed many times, from ripped pants to leggings, witnessing the passage of time, just like the name of this shop, it was really 'Time Corridor!'

"Sir, here comes your wine."

The waiter interrupted Li Hongbo's recollection.

He put the wine and some snacks on the table, opened the wine, poured a glass for Li Hongbo in the cup with ice cubes, and said, "Please use it slowly." Then he pointed to the snack, "This is the food that the boss gave you." ”

"Help me thank you boss, every time you break the bank."

"No, the boss said that this is the way it should be, you are our regular customer here for more than ten years, thank you for taking care of our business."

"Huh." Li Hongbo lowered his head and chuckled.

"Please take your time." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Li Hongbo took the wine glass and took a sip, the taste of the liquor sliding down his throat was not pleasant, but he needed this stimulation now.

Taking care of business?

Thought I loved drinking?

Thinking of this, Li Hongbo smiled self-deprecatingly, picked up the wine, and took another big sip, but after so many years, everyone will think that I am a big drunkard.

Or a drunkard who will beat and scold children when he is drunk.

Thinking of the child, since the unhappy chat the night before yesterday, he has not gone home again, these two days, Xiaoyi is home alone, Li Hongbo dried the wine in his hand, heh, you are really an incompetent father.

Xiaoya, will you blame me for not taking good care of Xiaoyi and teaching him well.

In this way, cup after glass, constantly whipping his heart, when the wine is finished, then another bottle, no matter how strong the wine, it will only be drunk, not the dead, and if you are drunk, you may see the person you want to see.