The supermarket proprietress didn't know the rules for the band not to let Jiang Yang drink Coke, so she directly took two cans of Coke for Jiang Yang, and helped Jiang Yang scald the two water cups with boiling water, cleaned them, and finally poured the Coke into the water cups.

Jiang Yang bent over, stuffed Wu Xiu with a cup, and sat back in his seat.

Wu Xiu was stunned for a moment, a little cold.

He thought it was water and took a sip with a straw.

It's cool!

Wu Xiu's back in a cold sweat, his trembling legs, and his breathless lungs almost habitually relaxed.

It's like taking a tranquilizer.

It's -

Ice Broad?!

Wu Xiu looked at Jiang Yang in surprise. Jiang Yang didn't pay attention to him at this time. He was drinking Coke, and he also let Li Qingning taste it, and seemed to let Li Qingning check it, and Li Qingning made sure that it was not Ice Coke, but room temperature Coke, and let him drink it himself.

Hemp eggs!

Wu Xiu felt that Jiang Yang wanted to drink Coke by himself, but there was no reason, and then used him as an excuse to drink Coke.

Definitely!

Because if not, the moment Wu Xiu drank Coke, he had the urge to repay Jiang Yang by being a cow and a horse in the next life.

As for why he didn't promise in the next life—

He doesn't mind being reincarnated as a woman, but he despises himself for robbing the man of the Great Demon King.

Wu Xiu took another sip of Coke, completely relaxed, and even had a-

Safe and happy.

This kind of happiness is not easy to describe, a bit like when I was in school, I was assigned a seat in the middle of the corner, preferably this seat was at least one seat away from the aisle, and three seats were not bad. During the class, you sit comfortably in that seat, or do small movements, or do not engage in small movements, and you watch the teacher walk around, and you feel a little luck in your heart.

He is now.

He felt that Jiang Yang was too fucking a genius, using this opaque cup to disguise, he didn't fucking know that it was Coke inside, and he could safely do some small actions that she wouldn't notice under her nose.

Happiness.

And envy.

Wu Xiu is quite envious of Jiang Yang now.

Just-

Sugary or colored drinks are not allowed in the small theater of the drama; On the way to watch the drama, it is also taboo to go in and out, because it will disturb others, but he is Jiang Yang.

He wrote the script.

This little theater is his.

This troupe is also his.

Almost half of these people here came for him, they didn't let him drink Coke, but they tolerated his actions, and even smiled when they were disturbed.

The most important thing is -

He drank Coke, and he went out to buy Coke while watching a drama, these were all impolite behaviors, but Jiang Yang could do it without any scruples, because he didn't have to worry that the Great Demon King would be disappointed in him and dislike him because of this.

And Wu Xiu himself-

He used to say the wrong thing, and his mother would correct him harshly when he got home, and over time, he was always worried about saying the wrong thing and doing the wrong thing, which would disappoint his mother and dislike him.

He envied Jiang Yang.

But—

Bless Jiangyang too.

He imperceptibly raised his glass of water to Jiang Yang.

It's a toast.

Cheers, too!

Jiang Yang saw it, remembered Lao Wu's feat of five cans of Coke, and felt that Lao Wu wanted to renew the cup.

"Get out!"

Jiang Yang silently spat out a well-recognizable mouth.

And then.

He leaned closer to Li Yu and drank Coke.

It's the kind of happiness that is.

Once in your mouth, let the carbon dioxide burst in your mouth and swallow it again.

Again.

Wu Xiu felt that this kid Jiang Yang was using him as an excuse to drink Coke.

Behind the small theater.

Kashiwami gradually found that this drama was a little different from what she expected.

The suspense and reasoning she was looking forward to didn't come, and it was really a pure legal theme!

Han Ye!

You're not a liar.

Kashiami couldn't help but feel worried, thinking that the master wouldn't blame her for lying about the military situation.

She looked at the Master, and then realized that the Master was already immersed in the drama.

At the beginning, Master also took out a pen and paper shorthand, "Synopsis of Jiangyang's new drama "Twelve Angry Men": An 18-year-old boy who grew up in the slums of Xinxiang on the other side is accused of killing his own father......

Later, the master didn't write it.

Because the master was already immersed in the drama, he had forgotten the pen and paper a long time ago, and he held his chin in his hand and watched it with relish.

Kashiwami was relieved.

In fact.

If it weren't for the fear that the master would accuse her of lying about the military situation, Kashiwami would have been immersed in it.

Because the viewing experience of this drama is very good, a bit similar to ASMR, the drama actors used a professional "voice table" to massage her body and mind in all directions at 360 degrees, so that she reached the same feeling as an intracranial orgasm.

For the first time, Kashiwami realized the charm of drama, and he confronted each other about the pure human voice of this kind of concise lines.

Han Xiaoxiao thinks the drama is very cool.

Just look at the surrounding audience, they have long been conquered, and they are fascinated by it.

Just that foreigner-

Just now, I was yawning and lacking energy, but now my eyes are wide, for fear of missing a trace of details, and I leaned slightly sideways, pricking up my ears, for fear that because of the unfamiliarity of Mandarin, I would listen to it or miss some lines.

The foreigner still covered his mouth.

Han Xiaoxiao estimated that he was afraid of "buying karma" and couldn't help but jump out.

Han Xiaoxiao is very proud, the big demon king is worthy of being her idol, she sings well, and her husband is also good to find.

As for Jiang Yang himself-

Just like Zhou Hao next to him, he should hang a street lamp!

Jiang Yang complained about her poor poster design just now, saying that the next time I find an AI design poster, it will be fast and good, there is no pressure to exploit it, and I don't have to worry about being hung up with street lights!

Hemp eggs!

Han Xiao thought carefully, fortunately he was a slash bar youth, otherwise he would have lost his job in the future.

(End of chapter)