Profiteers are profiteers everywhere they go.

Zhou Jinru took out a few more coins: "Please have a drink by yourself." ”

"Boss atmosphere!"

Ke Song smiled and wiped his hand, threw all the coins into the cash box, skillfully took out an opened bottle of wine from under the bar, and poured himself a glass.

"The valet of the Shivaish family, what do you want to inquire about?"

Zhou Jinru was stunned for a second, looked down at the clothes on his body, and knew that he didn't change his clothes when he came out, so that he was recognized now.

"Let's talk about the distinguished guests of the Yan Kingdom."

Ke Song put down the wine glass, leaned forward, leaned against the bar, her body movements squeezed her chest, revealing a deep ravine, she had just drunk wine, and there was a touch of red on her lips, and she lowered her voice: "The noble person of the Yan Kingdom is a great beauty, even your master may not have the opportunity to communicate with the noble person in person, what are you asking her for?" ”

Zhou Jinru drank milk quietly: "You just want to eat swan meat as a toad." ”

According to Ke Song's description, it is basically certain that the distinguished guest of the Yan Kingdom is the sting, but what identity will the sting appear in the plot?

"I only know so much about the VIP residence of the Lentinium West Region, do you still want to get into it?"

When the milk in the glass bottomed out, Zhou Jinru took out a tissue, wiped the milk stains on the corner of his mouth, and chuckled: "Just ask, I'll have some fun and see you back." ”

Watching the man push open the door of the bar and disappear into the night, the bartender shook his head slightly, with a slight inexplicable hint in his eyes.

When Zhou Jinru walked out of the door of the bar, he passed by several blue-collar workers, and one of them accidentally bumped into him, hurriedly said sorry and entered the bar.

Going out to have some fun is just an excuse, Zhou Jinru is also a cover for inquiring about the news, what he is really thinking about is how this sitcom will unfold.

There was no camera, no director, and even no clear lines, all the actors received identity cards and acted on stage in their true colors.

"Ke Song's mood has not changed, she is fully integrated into the identity of the bartender, I can't see that her acting skills are so good, and I can't find any flaws in my emotional perception."

Zhou Jinru was strolling through the streets, passing by a bakery, he bought a ham and butter bread, and gnawed on the street, the glass of milk he drank before was just an appetizer, and his stomach felt a burst of hunger, and he ate so much at the dinner party in the evening......

The molars of his cheeks chewed on the sweet bread and enjoyed the satisfaction of the natural butter, the only fly in the ointment was that the ham slices were only two thin slices, and he quickly finished eating, crumpling the paper package into a ball and holding it in the palm of his hand.

"I'm not hungry now, my physical needs are met, I should have thought that this is not a virtual world, but a real life, in reality I am still in bed, and I in the spiritual world has become a silver-gray manservant."

Zhou Jinru raised his head and looked at the dazed sky, with a faint mist drifting away.

There is no doubt that this is a dreamland, a dream that has been held many times, recognized by many countries, and they use this technology to make films.

"You must not act beyond your own identity in the sitcom, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

Zhou Jinru silently recited the rules of playing on the identity card, this article actually has no effect, and it is normal for people to do anything in their dreams......

No!

That's not true!

Silver Ash is the head of the family in the dream world, and everything he does follows the identity he plays;

The bartender in the bar is the same as Ke Song, who works hard, and the only thing that is difficult to change is the nature of profiteers;

And Zhou Jinru, at the moment of the start of the sitcom, seemed to have really become a manservant, driving wholeheartedly, without doing anything beyond his identity.

"So there's a psychological hint in this ID card?"

Zhou Jinru pinched the small card in his hand, walked into an entertainment center, and went straight to the card table, he wanted to verify it.

"Sir, sir, you have to buy the chips first."

As he walked into the entertainment area, a waiter in a white shirt and red vest stopped him and reminded him that he could only join the game after buying chips.

Zhou Jinru grabbed a stack of banknotes from his pocket, bought a bunch of chips, and sat alone at an idle card table, like a fortune boy that all players like to see.

"Sir, your first game is recommended to start with blackjack, and after the warm-up, whether it is playing dominoes or Texas Hold'em, you can get the best enjoyment."

The waiter's words were very tactful, and the subtext was to persuade Zhou Jinru to stop and try not to lose all his money here.

This is a conventional speech, Zhou Jinru is not a fledgling hairy boy, and took out a banknote from his pocket: "Thank you for explaining, I'm very happy." ”

He added: "I don't like card games, what else do you recommend, it's better to be simple and easy to understand." ”

"Shake the dice, compare the size, what do you think?"

"Yes."

The waiter led Zhou Jinru into a single room with a crimson door, where a young man with blond hair sat in front of the card table, who seemed to have applied a lot of hairspray, and his half-length hair went down to the top of his head, revealing a rather dangerous hairline.

"Mr. Anderson, this is today's guest."

While introducing the blond youth, the waiter explained to Zhou Jinru: "Mr. Anderson will play ten rounds here every day, and you can enjoy the fun to your heart's content. ”

Zhou Jinru glanced at Anderson, who was sitting opposite, and chuckled, "Interesting." ”

"Playing dice, comparing size, few people can accept such a boring way of playing."

The blonde young man named Anderson seemed to be explaining something, his right hand pressing the sauce-red cup and shaking it gently.

Zhou Jinru listened to the sound of the dice hitting the wall of the cup, and was a little stunned: "Only one dice? ”

"Only one."

Anderson smiled and nodded in acknowledgement, "One dice is enough, let's start a game, I'm sitting on the right side of the table, I'm betting big." ”

As soon as his words fell, the sound of the dice shaking immediately stopped, and the hand holding the cup quickly picked it up, and the dice lay quietly on the table, the number was one point, and the bright red characters seemed to laugh at Anderson's words.

Zhou Jinru didn't say anything, watching Anderson push a few chips over, the blonde youth was not discouraged, shook his head and chuckled: "This is only the first game." ”

"It's hard to say about luck."

Smack.

Poof!

Somehow, Anderson suddenly broke a leg on the stool under his buttocks, and he collapsed under the table.

Zhou Jinru hurriedly got up and pulled him: "Mr. Anderson, how are you?" ”

"I'm fine."

Anderson's answer sounded a bit gnashing.

Knock, knock, knock.

There was a knock at the door: "Mr. Anderson, how are you?" ”

Anderson yelled, "I'm fine, please bring me a pot of hot water." ”

Outside, there was the sound of departing footsteps.