Chapter 60: Writing on the Street

Barbecue is not meat, it is the atmosphere.

A group of people ate, drank, and chatted from noon until it was dark, and the fire did not know how many times to add firewood, and even the people who barbecued meat were changed several times, and the beers on the table were empty several cases.

At this time, it was Liu Tao who was standing by the fire and was in charge of the barbecue, the four big men were drunken and hazy, and Nie Xiaoqian and A Ling were watching from the side, lest they go crazy with alcohol.

Bai Suzhen also sat at the table, but at this moment, she had long lost the demeanor of a thousand-year-old white snake, her mouth was full of oil, and her eyes were staring at the slices of meat in Liu Tao's hand.

If Feng Zirui sees this scene, I am afraid that in addition to the entertainment industry, he will add another catering industry to the inn! Fortunately, Soft is always sober and has recorded this point, so I am waiting for Feng Zirui to discuss it with him carefully after he wakes up.

"Why, you don't believe me?!" Feng Zirui stood up suddenly, stiffened his neck, and shouted loudly, "At that time, Shixian was dancing the sword here, and it was really 'sword qi spanning 30,000 miles, and one sword light cold nineteen continents'!" Feng Zirui drank a little too much, his head was not clear, where did he remember to keep a secret, and he actually took the initiative to blow himself up.

As soon as she heard this, she was going crazy, but she had no way to stop Feng Zirui, so she had to secretly ask Nie Xiaoqian for help.

Nie Xiaoqian was also panicked, she didn't expect Feng Zirui to come to this show at all, she was stunned for a while before she reacted, and subconsciously wanted to cover Feng Zirui's mouth.

However, Feng Zirui didn't cooperate at all, jumped out again, grabbed a bone that hadn't been gnawed in his hand, and played on the side. Not to mention, Feng Zirui unconsciously made it not a basic swordsmanship that he was better at, but the Qinglian Sword of the Poetry Immortal, although the imitation was a little plausible, but it had a hint of charm.

Of course, the thumb-long bone had to be replaced with a three-foot long sword first, otherwise it would look like a burlesque to outsiders.

Everyone laughed, even Nie Xiaoqian and Squishy couldn't help but burst into laughter. Bai Suzhen, who was immersed in the barbecue, reacted when she heard everyone's laughter, looked at Feng Zirui, who was playing with bones, and laughed directly!

Feng Zirui didn't know it, continued to dance the sword, and pretended to chant a poem, or the poet's "Will Enter the Wine".

After the poem "sword" stopped, Feng Zirui sat back with a complacent face, and looked at Xiao Wu and the others with his head held high: "How is it, is it crazy and cool to hang the sky?!" ”

"Hmm...... I'd love to meet Concubine Hua! Xiao Wu's three drunken men couldn't respond, just laughed vigorously, but Ah Ling covered her cheeks that hurt with laughter, and said with a melancholy look in her eyes.

"Concubine Hua? What do you see her doing? Feng Zirui didn't understand what he meant, asked, and then said, "But it's not without a chance, when she comes, I'll call you!" ”

Ah Ling directly ignored Feng Zirui's last sentence, and spit out a sentence faintly: "I want Concubine Hua to give you a red!" ”

Feng Zirui's mind turned for a long time and he didn't react, so he simply ignored it, grabbed the wine bottle, and fought the wine with Xiao Wu and the three of them.

It wasn't until the middle of the moon that the barbecue party, which lasted for several hours, finally dispersed.

The four drunken men and talented women were sent back to their rooms with the combined efforts of each other. However, Feng Zirui and Xiao Wu are different, both of them have someone around to take care of, as for Lao Zhou and the young man, they can only lie pitifully and alone in the room.

After drinking, nothing unexpected happened.

Feng Zirui slept until dawn, and the sequelae of the hangover gave him a terrible headache, and his throat was even more dry.

Just as he was about to get out of bed to find water, Feng Zirui turned his head and saw Nie Xiaoqian coming over.

"Crazy, you're awake!" Nie Xiaoqian walked to Feng Zirui's bed and handed over the bowl in her hand, "Come, this is sobering soup, it will feel better if you drink it!" ”

Feng Zirui took it and poured it down, and immediately felt alive: "Thank you, Xiaoqian!" After a pause, he thought of the others and asked, "What about them, how are they?" ”

"It's all up, but you're not up!" Nie Xiaoqian turned around and took out a set of clothes for Feng Zirui from the closet, and talked about the embarrassing thing he did last night, "Now, they are all telling your jokes in the living room!" ”

Feng Zirui was stunned on the spot, and pointed to his nose with an expression of disbelief: "I really, did this?" ”

Nie Xiaoqian nodded, and just as she was about to speak, her soft voice sounded again, very serious: "Crazy, you have to think of an excuse to fool this matter later!" ”

"There's no need, right?" Feng Zirui was stunned when he heard this, and was a little surprised, "It's just crazy to drink and go, no one will take it seriously, right?" Even if a normal person says this, no one will believe it! ”

"There's nothing wrong with being careful!" Squishy is very cautious, and doesn't want to leave any trouble here, after all, that young man is not an ordinary person, and it is easy to do more things when he has doubts.

Feng Zirui thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, I'll solve it!" ”

After washing, Feng Zirui and Nie Xiaoqian returned to the restaurant together.

"Yo he, our poet fairy is here!" As soon as Feng Zirui came in, Xiao Wu laughed playfully.

Ah Ling sang a double reed with it: "Xiao Wu, you are wrong, the madman just said that he had seen Shixian!" After a slight pause, he covered his mouth and snickered, "The madman also said that he had the opportunity to introduce Concubine Hua to me!" ”

"Crazy, I want to see Qin Shi Huang!" The old horse also joined in, and his expression was very serious.

Even Liu Tao joined in and said with a smile: "Bai Suzhen, is it okay?" ”

Feng Zirui looked at Liu Tao, glanced at Bai Suzhen covertly, and said secretly in his heart: "Sister Tao, the person you want to see is sitting next to you!" But he shouted dissatisfiedly, "I said that you are enough, one by one, there is no end!" ”

Complaining, Feng Zirui was about to make an excuse for himself, but the young man on the side spoke first: "Crazy shopkeeper, I didn't expect you to write online novels!" ”

Feng Zirui was stunned when he heard this, what's the matter, I haven't said it yet, how do you know?

"Brother Wu told me, I went to the Internet to take a look, it's not bad!" The young man shook his phone and said with a smile, "Shuttle Marvel, I also like to watch it!" ”

Xiao Wu fell on the sofa and poured salt on Feng Zirui's wound: "Don't put a high hat on him, he is just a dead street, and few people read the novels he writes!" After speaking, he turned his head to look at Feng Zirui and asked, with rare concern, "Are you ready to open a new book again?" Or time travel? Shixian is in that movie or TV series? Can also dance with a sword? ”

When Feng Zirui heard this, he was relieved: "You don't have to explain it yourself, you can make excuses for me!" ”

"The apocryphal time and space of the high martial arts!" Feng Zirui shrugged, sat down, and explained casually, "I'm preparing the next book, or it's just an idea, it's hard to say if you can't put pen to paper!" ”

Ah Ling added with a smile: "Crazy, I think you better stop writing, you are too lazy, you are a eunuch again when you write, you are uncomfortable with the reader, why bother!" ”

"Ah Ling, you are wrong, the madman has no readers at all, and in the end he is the only one who is uncomfortable!" Xiao Wu returned to his true nature and continued to fire at Feng Zirui.

Feng Zirui was annoyed and ashamed, pointed at the two and scolded: "You two dog men and women, sooner or later I will write you to death!" ”