To make an espresso, the roasting, blending and grinding of the beans is a delicate task.

All the delicate and tedious work in the early stage is for the final step - extraction.

The extraction time is only 25 to 30 seconds.

As the sound of the coffee machine stopping, a tray was placed in front of Meng Shi.

In a 25ml white porcelain cup, Espresso's distinctive brownish-red grease foam floats on the surface of the coffee, showing dark brown spots and emitting a strong aroma characteristic of freshly brewed.

The white porcelain cup was accompanied by a glass of water and two biscuits that were sweet at first glance.

These three things are matched together, just like the scene of Meng Shi drinking Chinese medicine when he was a child, closing his eyes and taking a sip of medicine, a sip of sugar, and then water.

Bitter, sweet, and in the end it was like nothing happened.

I picked up the water and drank a small sip, which was considered a gargle.

Picking up the white porcelain cup and shaking it gently, the grease foam on the surface of the coffee hung on the wall of the cup like frosting, Meng Shi blew lightly, and this layer of fine foam did not break.

Although the boss just said, "It's tiring to learn too many things." ”

But this espresso is the end of the day.

Meng Shi took the white porcelain cup, tilted his head and dried the coffee in the cup, then took a deep breath, stared at his eyes, and said, "It's really strong." ”

Although he drank this cup of coffee like he drank herbal tea as a child, that's exactly how it came about.

This cup of coffee evokes some vague memories of his previous life, but they are all trivial and routine.

The boss pushed the delicate small plate of biscuits in front of him, "I thought that you should be the kind of person who keeps pulling mutton in the copper pot with one foot on the stool, a cigarette in one hand, and chopsticks in the other." ”

Meng Shi reached out and picked up a biscuit, put it in his mouth, and said honestly: "Actually, I'm really happy to go to shabu shabu." ”

The biscuits were as sweet and greasy as I thought, but after chewing them twice, a nutty aroma came up, which was surprisingly good.

He didn't care at all that he had just stroked the cat and took something to eat, but the cat lying on his knees, heard the movement, raised his head and meowed twice.

Meng Shi lowered his head and scratched his chin, "There's chocolate in here, you will die if you eat it." ”

The white cat sniffed his fingers and curled back lazily.

Meng Shi touched its back and looked up at the boss: "If it thinks that it is a person in its heart, and I also think that it is a person, then are we still considered human // beast / love together?" ”

The boss froze for a moment, the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly faded, his hand unnaturally pulled his hair back, and then took the cup on the table to the tray, "He should be here, you can play with Bai Hua for a while." ”

White flower is the name of a cat.

The boss returned to the bar, and the sound of water washing the cups was heard accompanied by melodious soft music.

Meng Shi patted Bai Hua, and Bai Hua raised his head.

Meng Shi held its face, "You change Lao Tzu." ”

"Meow?" White Flower's two eyes of different colors, double the doubt, the two-legged beast is really a strange creature.

Half an hour later, the end of the leaf arrived.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Meng Shi sitting on the ground, with his back against the cat climbing frame, several cats hanging on his body, and Bai Hua squatting on his shoulder, flicking his tail, stretching out his paws to pat the door of another gray short head.

"You're a drug dealer." Ye Shangmo saw such a scene, thinking that he used catnip, and joked with a smile, a thin face has no meat, haha Yile is all pleats. "Lu Er's play, it's a pity that you don't go."

Meng Shi found that Ye Shangmo, like Old Man Lu, likes to be stinky and poor, loves to bury people, and the more he takes care of it, the more energetic he becomes, so he simply doesn't pick up the stubble.

Sit up and chase away one of the orange cats that were almost out of breath on his stomach.

With the big movement, except for the white flower on the shoulder, which was still lying on his stomach, the other cats ran away.

If you compare the cat café to a green building, at this moment, Meng Shi feels that he has been prostituted by these "wind and dust meows".

He stood up with the white flower in his arms and glanced at the boss standing at the bar, "Tell me about it." ”

Ye Shangmo waved to the bar, and the boss walked up to him silently.

He said to Meng Shi: "This is my lover, Su Ran." ”

He said to Su Ran again: "My friend, Meng Shi." ”

Meng Shi had a guess about his identity as soon as he saw Su Ran, but he still breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Ye Shangmo's introduction.

This tone is not because of the former sentence, but because of the latter.

Ye Shangmo was obviously wrong, and said: "I don't believe that no one told you that I was gay. ”

Meng Shi shook his head, stretched out his hand and gestured back and forth between himself and Ye Shangmo, "I didn't expect it, we are friends." ”

The two obviously only met yesterday, but they just had a meal and made two phone calls, how could they be friends, and they also reached the point of taking them home to introduce their families.

Meng Shi was a little confused about the definition of an artist like Ye Shangmo for his friends.

Ye Shangmo looked at Meng with undisguised doubts and disgust, and couldn't help but say: "Boss Lu is right, you are just a brain problem." ”

The boss Lu in his mouth is Lu Jia's father, Lu Duancun.

Meng Shi and he are saving up a script about reflecting the dangers of drugs—using foreign actors to reflect foreign social problems.

Meng Shi's starting point is very direct, that is, to disgust them, it is best to let people watch it once and never want to watch it a second time, but they can't forget it for the rest of their lives.

Lu Duancun's idea is completely different from Meng Shi's, he believes that he should be subtle and use cultural depth to touch their hearts.

Because of their different ideas, the communication between the two on the phone has not been smooth.

At the beginning, Lu Duancun was still a senior intellectual and reserved in the face of juniors, but later he was squeezed by Meng Shi a lot, and he was also anxious.

The two of them have to quarrel every now and then.

Yesterday at Old Man Lu's place, Meng Shi thought that he and Lu Jiajia would come, but he didn't expect to come.

"He's got a problem with his brain." Meng Shi was unhappy when he heard Lu Chengkang say bad things about him behind his back. "I'm normal."

"You don't care about my sexual orientation, but you don't want to have a friend like me and make sure you're in your right mind?"

Ye Shangmo obviously disagrees with the view that he said that he is in his right mind.

"Your sexual orientation is my business, as long as you don't like me, I don't care what your sexual orientation is."

Meng Shi squinted at him, "I see that you also have a little problem with your brain, we met yesterday, and today you introduced your family to me, are you okay?" And I can figure it out, you're not gay at all, you just happen to like Su Ran. ”

Su Ran gave Meng Shi the feeling that it was a woman's soul living in a man's body, and it was normal for this woman's soul to fall in love with a man.

It should be normal for Ye Shangmo to fall in love with Su Ran.

He had just mentioned it to Su Ran through Bai Hua, and Su Ran was not too surprised by what he said now.

Ye Shangmo was shocked, and then said excitedly: "You...... What an interesting thing you think! You're really having a problem with your brain. ”

I......

Forget it, just assume he's complimenting......

"I'm judging psychologically, anyway." Meng Shi pursed his lips, "Su Ran and a real woman are just one transgender, what's the difference between you liking her and liking a woman." ”

As he spoke, an interesting question suddenly came to mind, asking, "Would a homosexual person marry a transgender man?" ”

Ye Shangmo paused for a moment, "How do I know?" ”

Meng Shi scratched his head, "Of course, we can't rule out the possibility that you are only hungry for Su Ran's body......"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Shangmo was anxious, "Don't talk nonsense!" ”

He felt that it was an extremely wrong decision to let Meng Shi come here today, and this thing was really out of common sense.

Su Ran pulled him, "I know you're not." ”

Seeing this scene, the goosebumps on Meng Shi's back rose, and he couldn't help but lean back. Horses, although they don't discriminate, don't mean they're happy to watch.

He waved his hand, undisguised his emotions, "Enough is enough, I shouldn't come." ”

Ye Shangmo was not angry with his attitude. On the contrary, Meng Shi's way of dealing with normal people is exactly what he wants to see.

Ye Shangmo asked Su Ran to make a pot of tea, and then said to Meng Shi: "This is your attitude of begging people?" You don't recognize me as a friend. ”

"I'm really here for the role of Guan Bin, and I want to ask you something about shooting skills. But ......" Meng Shi pulled out a chair and sat down, put the white flower on his shoulder on his lap, and groaned.

"But what? Why did you suddenly vomit and vomit? Ye Shangmo sat down across from him, "Otherwise, I'll say first, I just have a question about "Empty Zen", I have a question for you." ”

Meng Shi didn't know what he was worthy of Ye Shangmo's use of the word "ask", but he still shook his head and motioned for himself to say first, "Qingxue Media may need to withdraw from this project." ”

Ye Shangmo looked at Meng Shi, and the person slowly sat up straight, "You don't think that Qingxue Media has withdrawn, I can't find someone to make up for 20 million, right?" ”

The music at the bar has been playing, accompanied by the mist of Su Ran brewing tea, light and melodious.

"I've got something to say." Meng Shi interrupted him and shook his head, "I think there is something wrong with your state, if she doesn't withdraw, she may give it for nothing." ”