Mo Yan suddenly felt absurd.

She, why did she run into the Xingcha shop after class, and weirdly put on plastic gloves and washed the cup? I thought Xingchen was dragging her to wash the cup as an excuse, but in fact, I wanted to tell her about the secret of the small shop owner. But she thought too much. Xingchen is purely not happy to wash the cup, happy to have someone take over.

Mo Yan washed them one by one, Xingchen squeezed the hand balm, and stood next to him carefully and carefully rubbed his two hands like a piano prince.

"You don't have anything to tell me?" Mo Yan glanced at him. She, an outsider who had only been there for three minutes, felt that there was a lot of secrets waiting for her to hear. You see, the name of the store is "Xingcha", the beautiful boy around him is called "Xingchen", the part-time job was introduced by Brother Zhang, and the girl's surname is "Zhang...... Tut.

Xingchen really looked nervous, and he asked dryly, "What did you say?" ”

"What do you think?"

Xingchen's eyes rolled: "Uh, where to start?" Let me think...... Yes! You see, Sister Xiaozhang's watermelon juice is squeezed. Mo Yan, go drink it, I'll wash the rest. ”

Mo Yan knew that he had no intention of telling the truth, so she thought about it, thinking, since he didn't say it, she would go to Zhang Xinyue to talk to her. The girl was not a scheming person at first glance.

Zhang Xinyue poured the juice into the transparent plastic cup, closed the lid, and beckoned Mo Yan: "Mo Yan, do you want a straw?" ”

"No, just drink it from the cup on the lid."

"I love that you're environmentally conscious!"

Mo Yan sat on the barstool and showed a sweet smile to Zhang Xinyue: "Xinyue...... Do you have an older brother? I wanted to ask Xinyue if she knew Brother Zhang, but when the words were about to come out, she found out that she didn't know what Brother Zhang's name was.

"Yes. My brother's name is Zhang Wuxun. ”

"He, was your brother introduced to your store?" Mo Yan pointed to the stars.

Xinyue pursed her lips with a "this question is very difficult to answer" expression.

Xingchen, who had finished washing the cup, came over and pinched Mo Yan's cheek in front of him: "Woman, your name is curious." Mo Yan picked up the magazine on the table, slashed his head and covered his face at the stars. Xinyue screamed, "Watch out for my baby glass!" ”

Xingchen hurriedly let go of his hand and raised his hands as a surrender form: "You want to ask her about her relationship with Brother Zhang?" You ask me, I'll tell you. ”

Mo Yan sneered, didn't she ask at the beginning? It was obvious that Lord Xing Gu was left and right, and he refused to speak, so she retreated and asked Xinyue next!

"You guessed it! She is Brother Zhang's sister, the sister of the fake Bao; Brother Zhang opened this drink shop for her because she likes to squeeze juice, all kinds of juices. There was no waiter in the store, she did it alone, and Brother Zhang was afraid that she would be too tired, so he sent me to help a few days a week. That's it. What more do you want to know? ”

Mo Yan looked a little embarrassed, and glanced at Xinyue embarrassedly, for fear that Xinyue would think she was too gossipy.

Xinyue didn't care, holding her chin, her bony eyes looking at her and Xingchen in turn.

"So, you're old friends too?" Xinyue asked with a smile.

Mo Yan and Xingchen glanced at each other unconsciously, and at this moment, Mo Yan also had an expression on his face that "this question is difficult to answer". Speaking of which, she had seen Xingchen half a year ago, and if she really wanted to talk about the level of friendship, she didn't dare to call herself Xingchen's old friend. She always had a fear of him. After getting acquainted, the fear faded a little, and it didn't disappear completely.

Xingchen raised his arm, put it on Mo Yan's shoulder, and grabbed Mo Yan's shoulder with his fingers: "Of course, we are old friends!" ”

Xinyue snorted, and her face was bright: "Great! ”

The crisp bell sounded, and the white cast-iron glass door opened, and Mo Yan didn't realize that his body stiffened. It was none other than a writer who came in!

"Mo Yan, you are really here! It scared the hell out of me! The writer spoke first, with a rare anxious look on his face.

Mo Yan didn't know how to answer.

"Hey, you're also Mo Yan's friend?" Say hello cheerfully.

Only then did the writer take his eyes off Mo Yan: "Of course, I hope so." ”

Xinyue pondered this sentence...... In the end, it was simply simplistic and he was assumed. "It's fantastic. There is a confidant in the sea, and the end of the world is like a neighbor. Celebrate with a glass of juice? ”

Wenhao also took the opportunity to promote business, and immediately agreed, and was about to pick a drink, when he suddenly heard Xinyue say: "Avocado banana juice, how is it?" ”

Wenhao was about to answer that there was no problem, but he heard Xingchen interject again: "Sister Xiaozhang, you forgot, Brother Hao likes watermelon juice the most!" ”

"Look at me!" Zhang Xinyue slapped her head and grinned, "I'll squeeze watermelon juice!" ”

Mo Yan, who was still under the bend of Xingchen's arm, was stunned at this moment. This girl......

Wen Hao didn't feel anything abnormal, he just glanced at Mo Yan's arm and under Mo Yan's shoulder. Mo Yan hugged a cup of watermelon juice, looking like he wanted to drink it or not, his gaze also dodged.

The writer chuckled to himself.

He turned around, simply didn't look at Mo Yan, and chatted with Zhang Xinyue sentence by sentence. Zhang Xinyue asked and answered, and the answers were normal when she heard it. For example, when Wenhao asked what drink was the best-selling drink recently, she replied with avocado and banana juice; Wenhao asked her if she was tired of squeezing juice alone, and she was not tired if she liked it......

Mo Yan was dizzy.

Now is not the time to worry about others, the most important thing for her is how to face the writers who come to her door.

Waiting for the watermelon juice to be squeezed, the writer held it in his hand, and said to Mo Yan through the stars: "Let's go, go back to the company." ”

Mo Yan bit his lip.

Xingchen was keenly aware of the situation, and said tentatively: "Why, you just told me that you were on vacation for the afternoon?" ”

Mo Yan glanced at the stars in shock, and thought to himself, this is not a good strategy, hiding for a while is a while. It's just that she hasn't spoken yet, and Wen Hao smiled first: "I can't put it today." Let's go, we're busy. ”

He said without a beginning or an end, Mo Yan heard it, naturally he was very busy, don't delay his time, go back with him; Xingchen sounded like they were both very busy again, and they both had a lot of things to do.

Mo Yan thought quickly: Looking at Mr. Wen's posture, he probably came specifically to her...... "Okay, let's go." Mo Yan was heartless. I can't hide from the fifteenth day of junior high school!

Saying goodbye to Xinyue and Xingchen, Mo Yan followed Wenhao out of the door of the Star Tea Shop.

After walking about a dozen steps, Wenhao suddenly turned around and said to Mo Yan: "I roughly know what's going on, and I've already criticized Tong Xiaohe." Mo Yan, I'm not criticizing you, but it's not right for you to run out without telling anyone, and you don't have your mobile phone with you. ”

Mo Yan couldn't stop it, and the feeling of "like a brother and a father" gushed out sadly.

"Then you tell me, what Sister Xiaohe said is false, right?" Mo Yanqiang asked with a smile.

Wenhao smiled bitterly: "You just hope it's fake? ”

Mo Yan's eyes widened instantly.

"What if, is it true?" The writer looked directly at Mo Yan.

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