632, the ghost light illuminates the dark fire, and the false dream is still real

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Now Xiao Qi has put his face down, and he is quite a bit bluffing, and he is no longer the little bartender in Liuying Lane back then.

He has also experienced ups and downs in the past few years. After leaving Liuying Lane, he often had to face all kinds of troubles alone: guests drank too much and made trouble, hooligans smashed the field, competitors stumbled, and all kinds of official dealings.

In the beginning, Bishenghua often came to help, especially to deal with some thorns. However, half a year after opening, she didn't come much, and Xiao Qi could cope with most situations. Not only Xiao Qi, but Mo Yu is no longer the simple little girl who was deceived at the beginning, and has to reason with the liar. Because of her singing, she is familiar with people in the music industry, and she has also met many big names in the political and business circles through the music industry.

The current division of labor in the bar is that the small Qi is in the main house, and the people who drink are the ones who drink and the people who drink; Mo Yu is outside, and he can only do things that can only be done at the wine table in the bar.

The next thing did not develop in the direction of the protagonist teaching a lesson, the villain being dissatisfied and finding someone to support him, and the protagonist asking someone to clean up the villain's big brother. The provocative man suddenly calmed down, looked at Xiao Qi, and then looked at the anti-crime and anti-evil propaganda sign hanging on the wall, knowing that he couldn't please him today, and he had to go in if he didn't get it, so he wanted to find a step down.

Xiao Qi saw it, so he gave him a step, gave him two bottles of bad wine, and exempted other guests who were sprinkled with wine. So everyone was happy, and the man made a look, and pressed a few "unequal people" who were far away before letting go of his hand and following with a hum.

Xiao Qi asked the waiter to clean up, and then went back to the back of the bar to continue mixing. He poured a glass of vodka, pushed the cup in front of Bian Ziyuan, and said indifferently: "Suppress the shock." ”

The red tide on Bian Ziyuan's face has not faded, his clothes are crooked to the side, and his former demeanor has been lost. He hesitated, but picked up his glass and said thank you.

Mei Ziqing seemed to be interested in this calm bartender, and asked with a smile, "You're not afraid that they will retaliate?" ”

"Not again." Xiao Qi didn't raise his head and continued to mix his wine.

"Why?"

"If the customers don't understand the situation, the old customers won't make trouble here."

"How do you know they're coming for the first time?"

"I have an impression of everyone who has been here."

"Why don't old customers make trouble?"

"Who dares to make trouble if you know the details?" Xiao Qi suddenly felt that this woman was talking a little too much, which did not match her own temperament, and it was very strange, so he looked up, "Those who dare to make trouble will not come to this kind of place to drink." ”

Mei Ziqing leaned on the bar, dragging her cheeks thoughtfully.

Xiao Qi saw that the guests in the corner of the bar were gone, and said to Bian Ziyuan Nunu, "It's empty." ”

Bian Ziyuan lost face in front of Mei Ziqing, and he was a little interested, but it was not good to walk away, so it would be even more stingy. He asked Mei Ziqing's opinion with his eyes, Mei Ziqing smiled, picked up her wine glass and nodded politely to Xiao Qi, stood up and walked to the corner.

The light in the corner is dim, and you can do some small actions covertly without being noticed; The music is not as loud as in the middle area, so you can safely say something you don't want to be heard, but it's just enough for your peers at a table to hear.

But Bian Ziyuan was in no mood at the moment, and sat down a little depressed, his mind full of messy thoughts. He suddenly understood his classmates who liked to watch the Internet, some of them didn't even dare to enter the bar, but they could immerse themselves in the two-dimensional world of happiness and revenge.

If only I had superpowers!

He thought of the space box and the dream guide again, it was an alternate world, more real, more meaningful. He unconsciously touched his shoulder, he was held down by those boys just now, and it still hurts faintly. He kind of hopes that he can put on the space box now, enter his own world, and be his own god again.

"What's wrong? Still angry about what just happened? Mei Ziqing asked.

Bian Zi was far from admitting it, nor did he deny it. He looked at Mei Ziqing through the dim light, trying to discern from her face whether she was laughing at his cowardice and incompetence, or if she really cared about him. However, his gaze was attracted by a person behind Mei Ziqing.

It was a darker seat than where they were, probably the most corner of the bar, and because it was small, there was only one very small table, which could barely seat two people.

Now there sat a man in a cloak with a cape, a jacket or a trench coat at some unknown point. Because the light was too dim to see the man's face, he only felt very special, especially his hair, which seemed to be red, like a faint flame about to be extinguished in the flickering light.

Although the weather has become cooler due to the typhoon, no one wears such a coat at this time. Bian Zi couldn't help but think of Aoki from afar, but Aoki's temperament would make people unconsciously ignore his weird outfit, but the person in the corner had a hint of weirdness.

He sat there with a glass of wine in front of him, and his fingers holding the glass had long nails. When Bian Ziyuan saw the unclear lifeless face, the first reaction in his mind turned out to be - dead man!

This thought startled Bian Ziyuan, he didn't know why he thought so, but his eyes couldn't be taken away, his gaze was like a magnetic needle attracted by a magnetic field, flickering but unable to avoid it.

The man seemed to sense his attention, and glanced at him as well. Just this glance made Bian Ziyuan Lingling shudder, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and the surrounding area became a sea of ice, and the icebergs floated there, and there were many black shadows in the dazzling white and crystal icebergs, and when they drifted closer, they were all people who froze to death in the ice.

It wasn't until Mei Ziqing shook the wine glass in front of him that Bian Ziyuan came back to his senses. The surrounding icebergs are gone, but the chill on my body is still there. He hurriedly took a sip of strong wine to warm up his body, and then smiled apologetically at Mei Ziqing and said, "I'm sorry, I ......"

Mei Ziqing said: "Actually, you don't have to be angry, you and they are not the same kind of people. You're a computer genius, a top software engineer, and a promising scientist of the future, so why bother to be like a gangster in a bar! ”

Bian Ziyuan knew that Mei Ziqing was comforting him, and he also knew that the lion would never duel with a mouse, but when it came to the end, who could bear this breath! And he is not a lion either, the real lion does not duel with mice, that is because it has the ability to slap the opponent to death at any time.

Like a defeated rooster, he hung his head and said, "I only deserve to live in the virtual world." ”

Mei Ziqing said: "Virtuality is not necessarily false, and dreams are not necessarily illusory. If you really like that world, why not just make it real? ”

Bian Ziyuan didn't understand too much, but his heart skipped a beat.