"Just finished playing and wiped the stinky sweat first, don't scare the guests away." The foreman howled at the staff locker room.

"Got it, got it!"

Sophie was already coming out of it as she spoke.

On the way, she had already sprayed her body with cooling spray, and she no longer sweated, and then wiped it with wet wipes, and the smell of mint alcohol completely covered the sweat. It only took more than ten seconds for Sophie to change her clothes, and when she came out of the locker room in a bartender uniform, she looked like a dog again, and there was no flaw at all, not at all like she had just rushed over after a high-intensity exercise.

"Brother Sophie, then I'll go back first, come on." After that, the little brother who was standing in front of the bartender just now saw that someone was coming to take over, and instantly ran away with a cigarette like oil on the soles of his feet.

Although Sophie has been working here for three years, she can usually act like an old-timer in school, but she is just a student, and it is very common for her colleagues to jokingly call her "brother".

Sophie was slightly speechless: "Isn't there still half an hour, is it so anxious to go home to see your girlfriend?" But she couldn't drag anyone back, so she had to go to the stage herself and sort the glasses that the previous bartender had messed up in order.

In fact, tonight's game is in conflict with Sophie's part-time job at the "World Tree" bar, she used to work from 5 pm to 11 pm, but today she can only transfer shifts with others in advance, so the part-time work time is changed to 11 pm to 4 am the next day.

On the one hand, it is studying, on the other hand, it is competition, and on the other hand, it is not easy for Sophie to make these three things clear.

Don't look at the time so late, in fact, this is the most lively time for the "World Tree".

In the center of the hall is a stout tree, supposedly a real tree, which rises from the ground and reaches just above the ceiling, connecting the entire bar to heaven and earth. This is a theme decoration that the owner has spent a lot of money on, and at this time, the colorful lights wrapped around the branches of the trees will be lit up, changing different colors and shapes, accompanied by dynamic music to bring the atmosphere to the extreme. Around the giant tree, a natural circular dance floor is formed, around which drunken people sing and dance.

In fact, Sophie doesn't like this setting very much, you said that you were a store that originally took the small and fresh route of literature and art, and in the middle of the night, you still have to learn from other stores, put some earthy jumping music, create noise pollution, and rely on light pollution to attract customers, which always feels weird, a bit like the kind of "green tea" that others say.

Of course, the store manager is a very eccentric person, and Sophie didn't bother to tell him that she would come to work and get the money by herself.

"Have a bottle of vodka!" A large, fluffy hand slapped directly on the counter.

Just as Sophie turned to look for wine at the counter, she felt a "buzz" in the terminal in her pocket.

No way! How can someone message me at such a late hour?

She took it out and glanced at it, and sure enough, it was Carl.

He came up and asked, "Senior, are you really the captain of the world championship team?" ”

Co-authored this kid has been addicted to chatting a few times before, isn't it? It's the busiest time in the store, so the ghost has time to take care of you? Besides, even if Sophie is not working, then basically everyone is asleep at this time, can you send a message at this time?

"You believe what the people say, don't you?" Sophie was angry, and replied directly. But she didn't have time to type, she used voice-to-text, and she didn't look at it to see if it was recognized correctly, so she sent it directly.

As soon as she finished texting, Sophie turned around and returned to the front with a smile on her face. "Your vodka, please."

The professional smirk is too painful.

This strong northern man who ordered wine was obviously a little confused, thinking that this bar brother was still scolding his mother one second, and the next second, why was it like this, it was too weird. So, he took the wine and left.

Seeing that the guest was gone, Sophie wanted to take out the terminal and take a good look at what Carl had returned.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't look at it, she is so angry that she almost vomits blood. I don't know if it's too noisy, and the voice recognition function just now didn't recognize anything else, but I just recognized a "yes" word. In other words, what she replied to Carl just now was an extremely positive "yes".

Carl on the other side was obviously excited, and returned two in a row.

"Oh my god, is it so bullish? 6666！ ”

"Is it the 'Knights of the Round Table' or the 'Dance of the Three Ways'? How did I not know this before? Karl could name two world championship teams.

At present, the MEC has been held four times, of which the team "Aurora's Skirt" in District 57 has won a total of two championships, and the other two have been won by "Dance of the Three Paths" in District 44 and "Knights of the Round Table" in District 10. Carl didn't stay stunned and didn't ask Sophie if she was the captain of "Aurora's Skirt", because the captain of this team, Sakakiran, was too famous.

Sophie felt that it was impossible to explain this matter clearly, so she had to tell the truth, she didn't like the feeling of being picked up by others, and she herself had always avoided this topic. "Don't listen to that elementary school forest's words, blind jaguar blowing. Yes, I won the world championship, but the matter of elementary and middle school, it was before the Fifth World War, and the Ex-ball at that time had not evolved into what it is now, the ball was still a physical ball, the rules were not perfect, the scale was also very small, and the gold content of the championship could not be compared at all, so there was nothing special. ”

"That's pretty impressive!"

"Hey, I really beg you not to mention it, take this out and blow it, you're not afraid of being embarrassed, I'm still afraid."

Just as Sophie had just typed out the line, there were suddenly a few more dark shadows in front of her.

Sophie's first reaction was that the boss came to check on the post, but then she immediately felt that something was wrong.

Seven people sat down in front of the bar in unison, all seven of them were dressed in black and black pants, their movements were neat, and the sound of dragging chairs was also overlapped, and the momentum was huge. The seven of them are not small, and they are airtight together, completely occupying the position on this side of the bar. Ordinary people do not dare to get in their middle or sit next to them.

This posture really startled Sophie, her hand shook, and the terminal slipped into her pocket again.

He reflected, could it be that he had a bad attitude towards the last customer, and he ran to call his brother to find fault? So fast? Is there such a thing in these years? Although the bar may be mixed, it is also a small fresh literary bar, with obvious landmarks, can afford to pay taxes, and the store manager is awarded the "Good Citizen" medal every year.

The man in the center buried his face in the shadows, his hands folded together, his thumbs rubbing back and forth.

After a long time, he asked:

"Brother, do you have two pots?"

Sophie was almost stumbling down.

Not because of fear, but because of shock.

"Then listen to the boss, I also want a second pot head!" "Okay, everybody's the same thing." "I can't, I choose Louis XIII." "Pretend, why don't you invite a few buddies to taste it if you have the money?" "That's all my dad gave me." "It doesn't matter what kind of wine he is, he has taken an incomprehensible name, and doesn't it taste the same when he pours it into his mouth?" ……

The noisy discussion came and went in Sophie's ears, like a tea party in the boys' dormitory.

Sophie wants to see who is so immoral and wants to smash the field. But when she took a closer look, she was stunned.

"Hey, boss, look, isn't this bartending guy a little familiar?" Apparently, there were also people on the other side who reacted.

The person who spoke was tall and thin, and his eyeliner was so deep that it was like singing, and it was difficult for people to forget it.

The one sitting in the middle of the seven slowly raised his head, rubbing his chin with his fingers, and fell into deep thought. "...... so"

"Holy! You are the Yakshas! ”

Sophie called out directly, picked up a wine bottle and put on a fighting stance.

The ghost lights of the damn bar are dangling, and he directly shakes himself into an interstellar player, and the one sitting in the middle is obviously Luther, and the green hair that is marked to the point that it can no longer be marked is illuminated by the red light, and Sophie is stunned and doesn't see it.

The road is narrow, the road is narrow! If it was someone else, Sophie was not very afraid, after all, once something happened, if she didn't anger them, the situation would not expand. But the Yaksha team is different, they have a personal vendetta with them before!

No matter how arrogant Sophie usually is, it is inevitable that she will be a little worried at this time.

Now, the other party is seven big men, and Sophie is the only one on her side, so it's hard to say that she won't be seized by others!

Sophie held the bottle and stared at each other warily.

However, the seven of them seemed to be very hesitant, they looked at each other uneasily, and finally spoke at the same time:

"Brother, good evening."

They nodded at the same time, and their movements were sparse, and as soon as they finished speaking, they heard someone muttering "Should I call my sister?" from behind.

This time it was Sophie's turn to be dumbfounded.

What is this operation? Are you stupid when you lose a game? Aren't you guys a bad boys? Why have they become aggrieved babies now? But you staring at Kill Matt's hairstyle and fleshy face in this posture, it really makes people's stomachs turn upside down!

Especially the head Luthor said a few words without quality, and Sophie really wasn't used to it.

"Just finished playing and wiped the stinky sweat first, don't scare the guests away." The foreman howled at the staff locker room.

"Got it, got it!"

Sophie was already coming out of it as she spoke.

On the way, she had already sprayed her body with cooling spray, and she no longer sweated, and then wiped it with wet wipes, and the smell of mint alcohol completely covered the sweat. It only took more than ten seconds for Sophie to change her clothes, and when she came out of the locker room in a bartender uniform, she looked like a dog again, and there was no flaw at all, not at all like she had just rushed over after a high-intensity exercise.

"Brother Sophie, then I'll go back first, come on." After that, the little brother who was standing in front of the bartender just now saw that someone was coming to take over, and instantly ran away with a cigarette like oil on the soles of his feet.

Although Sophie has been working here for three years, she can usually act like an old-timer in school, but she is just a student, and it is very common for her colleagues to jokingly call her "brother".

Sophie was slightly speechless: "Isn't there still half an hour, is it so anxious to go home to see your girlfriend?" But she couldn't drag anyone back, so she had to go to the stage herself and sort the glasses that the previous bartender had messed up in order.

In fact, tonight's game is in conflict with Sophie's part-time job at the "World Tree" bar, she used to work from 5 pm to 11 pm, but today she can only transfer shifts with others in advance, so the part-time work time is changed to 11 pm to 4 am the next day.

On the one hand, it is studying, on the other hand, it is competition, and on the other hand, it is not easy for Sophie to make these three things clear.

Don't look at the time so late, in fact, this is the most lively time for the "World Tree".

In the center of the hall is a stout tree, supposedly a real tree, which rises from the ground and reaches just above the ceiling, connecting the entire bar to heaven and earth. This is a theme decoration that the owner has spent a lot of money on, and at this time, the colorful lights wrapped around the branches of the trees will be lit up, changing different colors and shapes, accompanied by dynamic music to bring the atmosphere to the extreme. Around the giant tree, a natural circular dance floor is formed, around which drunken people sing and dance.

In fact, Sophie doesn't like this setting very much, you said that you were a store that originally took the small and fresh route of literature and art, and in the middle of the night, you still have to learn from other stores, put some earthy jumping music, create noise pollution, and rely on light pollution to attract customers, which always feels weird, a bit like the kind of "green tea" that others say.

Of course, the store manager is a very eccentric person, and Sophie didn't bother to tell him that she would come to work and get the money by herself.

"Have a bottle of vodka!" A large, fluffy hand slapped directly on the counter.

Just as Sophie turned to look for wine at the counter, she felt a "buzz" in the terminal in her pocket.

No way! How can someone message me at such a late hour?

She took it out and glanced at it, and sure enough, it was Carl.

He came up and asked, "Senior, are you really the captain of the world championship team?" ”

Co-authored this kid has been addicted to chatting a few times before, isn't it? It's the busiest time in the store, so the ghost has time to take care of you? Besides, even if Sophie is not working, then basically everyone is asleep at this time, can you send a message at this time?

"You believe what the people say, don't you?" Sophie was angry, and replied directly. But she didn't have time to type, she used voice-to-text, and she didn't look at it to see if it was recognized correctly, so she sent it directly.

As soon as she finished texting, Sophie turned around and returned to the front with a smile on her face. "Your vodka, please."

The professional smirk is too painful.

This strong northern man who ordered wine was obviously a little confused, thinking that this bar brother was still scolding his mother one second, and the next second, why was it like this, it was too weird. So, he took the wine and left.

Seeing that the guest was gone, Sophie wanted to take out the terminal and take a good look at what Carl had returned.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't look at it, she is so angry that she almost vomits blood. I don't know if it's too noisy, and the voice recognition function just now didn't recognize anything else, but I just recognized a "yes" word. In other words, what she replied to Carl just now was an extremely positive "yes".

Carl on the other side was obviously excited, and returned two in a row.

"Oh my god, is it so bullish? 6666！ ”

"Is it the 'Knights of the Round Table' or the 'Dance of the Three Ways'? How did I not know this before? Karl could name two world championship teams.

At present, the MEC has been held four times, of which the team "Aurora's Skirt" in District 57 has won a total of two championships, and the other two have been won by "Dance of the Three Paths" in District 44 and "Knights of the Round Table" in District 10. Carl didn't stay stunned and didn't ask Sophie if she was the captain of "Aurora's Skirt", because the captain of this team, Sakakiran, was too famous.

Sophie felt that it was impossible to explain this matter clearly, so she had to tell the truth, she didn't like the feeling of being picked up by others, and she herself had always avoided this topic. "Don't listen to that elementary school forest's words, blind jaguar blowing. Yes, I won the world championship, but the matter of elementary and middle school, it was before the Fifth World War, and the Ex-ball at that time had not evolved into what it is now, the ball was still a physical ball, the rules were not perfect, the scale was also very small, and the gold content of the championship could not be compared at all, so there was nothing special. ”

"That's pretty impressive!"

"Hey, I really beg you not to mention it, take this out and blow it, you're not afraid of being embarrassed, I'm still afraid."

Just as Sophie had just typed out the line, there were suddenly a few more dark shadows in front of her.

Sophie's first reaction was that the boss came to check on the post, but then she immediately felt that something was wrong.

Seven people sat down in front of the bar in unison, all seven of them were dressed in black and black pants, their movements were neat, and the sound of dragging chairs was also overlapped, and the momentum was huge. The seven of them are not small, and they are airtight together, completely occupying the position on this side of the bar. Ordinary people do not dare to get in their middle or sit next to them.

This posture really startled Sophie, her hand shook, and the terminal slipped into her pocket again.

He reflected, could it be that he had a bad attitude towards the last customer, and he ran to call his brother to find fault? So fast? Is there such a thing in these years? Although the bar may be mixed, it is also a small fresh literary bar, with obvious landmarks, can afford to pay taxes, and the store manager is awarded the "Good Citizen" medal every year.

The man in the center buried his face in the shadows, his hands folded together, his thumbs rubbing back and forth.

After a long time, he asked:

"Brother, do you have two pots?"

Sophie was almost stumbling down.

Not because of fear, but because of shock.

"Then listen to the boss, I also want a second pot head!" "Okay, everybody's the same thing." "I can't, I choose Louis XIII." "Pretend, why don't you invite a few buddies to taste it if you have the money?" "That's all my dad gave me." "It doesn't matter what kind of wine he is, he has taken an incomprehensible name, and doesn't it taste the same when he pours it into his mouth?" ……

The noisy discussion came and went in Sophie's ears, like a tea party in the boys' dormitory.

Sophie wants to see who is so immoral and wants to smash the field. But when she took a closer look, she was stunned.

"Hey, boss, look, isn't this bartending guy a little familiar?" Apparently, there were also people on the other side who reacted.

The person who spoke was tall and thin, and his eyeliner was so deep that it was like singing, and it was difficult for people to forget it.

The one sitting in the middle of the seven slowly raised his head, rubbing his chin with his fingers, and fell into deep thought. "...... so"

"Holy! You are the Yakshas! ”

Sophie called out directly, picked up a wine bottle and put on a fighting stance.

The ghost lights of the damn bar are dangling, and he directly shakes himself into an interstellar player, and the one sitting in the middle is obviously Luther, and the green hair that is marked to the point that it can no longer be marked is illuminated by the red light, and Sophie is stunned and doesn't see it.

The road is narrow, the road is narrow! If it was someone else, Sophie was not very afraid, after all, once something happened, if she didn't anger them, the situation would not expand. But the Yaksha team is different, they have a personal vendetta with them before!

No matter how arrogant Sophie usually is, it is inevitable that she will be a little worried at this time.

Now, the other party is seven big men, and Sophie is the only one on her side, so it's hard to say that she won't be seized by others!

Sophie held the bottle and stared at each other warily.

However, the seven of them seemed to be very hesitant, they looked at each other uneasily, and finally spoke at the same time:

"Brother, good evening."

They nodded at the same time, and their movements were sparse, and as soon as they finished speaking, they heard someone muttering "Should I call my sister?" from behind.

This time it was Sophie's turn to be dumbfounded.

What is this operation? Are you stupid when you lose a game? Aren't you guys a bad boys? Why have they become aggrieved babies now? But you staring at Kill Matt's hairstyle and fleshy face in this posture, it really makes people's stomachs turn upside down!

Especially the head Luthor said a few words without quality, and Sophie really wasn't used to it.

However, the seven of them seemed to be very hesitant, they looked at each other uneasily, and finally spoke at the same time:

"Brother, good evening."

They nodded at the same time, and their movements were sparse, and as soon as they finished speaking, they heard someone muttering "Should I call my sister?" from behind.

This time it was Sophie's turn to be dumbfounded.