Conscientiously making soy sauce

Because it is a late-night show, Shōhara does not need to go to work in the morning, but can have a good rest.Basically, he went to the radio station in the afternoon to deal with the work at hand and sort out some documents.Of course, he was not idle at home, but continued to improve his program to see if the planned books needed to be changed.

On his rest days, he always sums up and makes new plans and changes. Since this is his job, he naturally wants to do his best.

This week he was reading Yeats, and he didn't have much choice in the music, as long as it suits his ears.

Late on Monday nights, he shared the poem Yeats too, Yeats's Stolen Child.

"Hand in hand with an elf, go to the wilderness and the river, there are too many cries in this world, you don't understand."

Zhuang Yuan is not simply reading aloud, he will tell the story behind the poem, talk about the poet's life, talk about his life, whether it is smooth or wandering, talk about the evaluation of him by the poet or the author's friends, the style of writing features.

Bit by bit, speaking eloquently, without being condescending, without a kind of superiority.Like the library, in the classroom, in the breeze, the school girl in a white shirt is talking softly with a warm smile.

However, Yeats's poems were basically read to him at random. Next time, do you want to change someone?Or be lazy and slowly read Proust's Reminiscences of Things Past, such a large tome is enough for him to read for several months or a year.

After taking a sip of Darjeeling black tea, the screen of the phone suddenly lit up, and the buzzing and vibrating sound woke up Zhuo Yuan, who was seriously thinking about work. He looked at the caller and swiped open the screen, "Hello."

"Hey, Zhuo Yuan. Are you awake? I found a nice bar a few days ago, do you want to come over?" The person on the other end of the phone was very enthusiastic.

"Forget it, I..." Before he could finish speaking, the voice on the other side interrupted him neatly, and the series of words left Zhuang Yuan with no room to interrupt.

"I said Zhuang Yuan, don't make excuses that you are not free, I know you are resting today and tomorrow. How about coming to play at night? Don't stay at home all day long, I will take you to have a good night. You go to work every day and then go When I go home, it becomes a retirement life. Oh, no, the retired people go out to square dance or Tai Chi, look at you, you don’t pursue it.”

"Hey, it's not that you don't know, I'm not used to that kind of place." Zhuang Yuan rubbed his temples, a little embarrassed, "You can go if you like, I really don't like that kind of noisy occasion."

"Oh, yes. You have never liked this kind of place." The voice on the other side brought a pleasant smile, "The bar won't accompany me, so can you have an afternoon tea with me? English afternoon tea, when the time comes, I will go to my bar you go back to your home."

Seeing that the other party said so, Zhuang Yuan glanced at Bright Sunshine.It would be quite wasteful not to go out in this kind of weather, and he had tidied up a lot of things at work, so he nodded, "Okay."

"Hahaha, then it's settled? I'll send you the location, and I happen to be nearby. I'll go and fix the location and wait for you, um, see you soon." The voice was full of joy.

Zhuang Yuan rubbed his temples, his classmate is just too enthusiastic.When Zhuangyuan was in college, he saw a classmate who was not feeling well, so he took the initiative to send him to the hospital. Then he learned that his classmate’s family had complicated tuition fees and was excluded by his stepmother. With money coming easily, Zhuang Yuan helped him casually without hurting his classmate's self-esteem. He helped him complete his studies, helped him find a place to live, and helped him have a decent part-time job opportunity.

And these little things that are not worth mentioning to Zhuang Yuan, his classmates have vividly remembered them until now.

Although the direction of work after graduation is completely different, he is leisurely doing shows, and his classmates seem to go home to fight for what belongs to him. The process should be a bit cruel, but the result is still good.The classmate finally took over his father's property completely, and kicked out his stepmother and half-brother.During the period, the classmates kept calling him, seeking his comfort and encouragement in various ways.

Even now, the classmate is already the boss, and his position in the company is stable, I still remember him, and I still ask him to go out for dinner and chat with him again and again.

In fact, he was just doing it smoothly.

Of course, it feels good to have such an enthusiastic friend who always pulls him out. He...and someone else doesn't have to worry about him becoming a salted fish covered in snowflakes and salt.Until someone finds him, he must be fine, and he must not be worried.

After changing clothes and driving out, the afternoon tea shop is located by the calm lake.

There is a commercial street beside the lake, imitating European-style architecture, with good shops and many people on weekdays.

There are those who look at the lake and mountains, those who take wedding photos, and those who eat some desserts. There are people coming and going during the day and night.

The store chosen by his friend is decorated in blue, various shades of blue, and when he walked into the store, his friend stood up and greeted, "Shohara, here, here, here."

Zhuang Yuan walked quickly and sat down.

The sofa is dark blue velvet, very comfortable to sit on.On the round table in front of him, there were already three layers of pastries, from cakes to sandwiches and jam bread.

"What would you like to drink? I ordered coffee." My friend beckoned to the waiter very enthusiastically, "Another menu."

"Let's have milk tea." Zhuang Yuan looked at the menu, "Just a cup of milk tea."

"I said Zhuang Yuan, are you busy these days?" Sheng Bo smiled and looked at the handsome young man opposite him, "I asked you for tea before and you said you didn't have time."

"I don't have much time." Both the black tea milk pot and the white sugar pot were brought up. The Darjeeling black tea has a deep aroma. Zhuang Yuan added some milk and put a cube of sugar, and picked up a small silver spoon to stir it a little.

"There is a meeting event on the radio station, I didn't want to participate." Zhuang Yuan took a sip, "But the station said that I would go too, and I can say a few words. In fact, I am just a broadcaster, why show my face?"

In fact, Zhuang Yuan is still not used to facing the crowd, he would rather stay quietly in the broadcasting studio alone.

"Oh." Sheng Bo was stunned for a moment, "When? Where? I'll cheer you on then."

Zhuang Yuan shook his head helplessly, "You'd better not go, there are so many popular hosts on the radio station, I used to be just a human-shaped pillar on the background board. At that time, I should be able to get away if I show my face. You have your own company, why run over to give My support? It's not necessary, and I don't want many people to know me."

"Too annoying."

"You... think you are unpopular?" Sheng Bo took a piece of red velvet cake, took a bite, and said vaguely, "I don't think so."

"I'm not a daytime show, and there's no interaction, no lottery draw, and no hot spots. I think there won't be many people listening to my show." But Zhuang Yuan smiled softly again, smiling like a quiet lake outside the window.

"But if my show can bring happiness to even one person, I'm very satisfied."

"Cut, it's just that you think no one listens to your show." Sheng Bo leaned on the chair, looking like a gentleman, "I listen to it every day. You don't even open a WeChat official account or come to a live broadcast. If you open it, I will give you a big reward every day, come, call me sir to listen."

"Thank you so much for your support." Zhuang Yuan also joked, "But I'm really too lazy to get those things. Anyway, my current job is fun, and I don't really depend on it for food."

"By the way, you can repeat Yeats's poem yesterday?" Sheng Bo smiled and showed his teeth. "Although your program can be listened to again through APP and WeChat, it will always be distorted when it passes through the airwaves. Come, come, show me your hand. Me and You have been classmates and friends for so many years, so there should be better and unique treatment, right?"

Zhuang Yuan smiled helplessly, and said softly, "I will keep walking and singing. Because this is my own song, my own poem."

The sound is like clear springs and white stones, clean, and one or two small fish can be seen.

"Hey, just for your voice, today I pay the bill." Sheng Bo was happier, and then he began to talk about the situation at home, talking about how his restless stepmother who was kicked out wanted to turn the world upside down. Die, talking about the distant relatives of the family coming to cry poor.

"Hey, I really envy you, Zhuang Yuan." The young man leaned on the sofa, his eyes were gloomy, "It's good that you don't have any troubles, unlike me, a bunch of messy things. Hey look, but I can't let go, after all. How can I give the things I got to others? Even if I don’t want to play anymore, I can’t take advantage of others if I completely ruin the company. What is mine is mine, and I will never give it to others.”

The young man's face was full of extremes, "Those people watched me suffer at the time. If it weren't for you, Zhuang Yuan, I might not even be able to finish college. Now that I'm better, they all come here with a cheeky face. They are all magic horses."

"Okay, okay, don't be angry." Zhuang Yuan persuaded him.

"Yes, it's not worth getting angry about those things." Sheng Bo suddenly became very happy, "You know what? My second uncle got into a traffic accident some time ago, and he really deserved it. Hmph, what he did is retribution. And my disgusting Brother, hahahaha. Well, by the way, I won’t say these things to make you uncomfortable, and thank you for always listening to me so patiently.”

Sheng Bo sighed, feeling a little depressed, "I don't know who else I can trust except you?"

Zhuang Yuan felt that Sheng Bo's mentality was not right, but he could only comfort him. He only hoped that Sheng Bo could see that he was trustworthy, but there were still people who could speak, not all the dark sides in the world.

There are a lot of three-layer cakes, but they taste good. Zhuang Yuan tried them all, and he felt a little bit full when he touched each one.Today's dinner can be easily dealt with, and it is a bit overwhelming.

The west side is full of gold, and the surface of the lake is all golden and red, like a gorgeous brocade spreading out half of the lake. Watching the sunset and the western mountains, he is also preparing to go home, and he will not participate in the noise at night.

Seeing Zhuang Yuan packing up his things, Sheng Bo raised his eyebrows, reached out to pick up the coffee cup, and took a sip.

The coffee with three cubes of sugar is bitter and sweet, sweet.He raised his head, his eyes were smiling like crescent moons, as if he was still a young student in the university.But the next thing to say is not pure.

"I said Zhuang Yuan, really don't agree to accompany me to the bar? There are quite a few girls there, dressed in cool clothes." Sheng Bo blinked ambiguously. They are not suitable to be wives, a date and a bed are fine. Of course, if you think those people may not be clean, I will take you to the university to find them?"

"No." Zhuang Yuan shook his head

"Hey, I said it's really good there. Music, atmosphere, how about you just accompany me once?" Sheng Bo continued "Look at you, you don't like men, and you have high requirements for girlfriends. If you go on like this, you don't want to live forever Single. So miserable."

Zhuang Yuan still refused.

Sheng Bo was a little disappointed, but he smiled, "That's good, but next time I ask you out, don't push me around."

Late at night, thick at night.

The room was dark, and the windows were covered by thick black curtains, not revealing the slightest light.

Hearing the footsteps outside the door, the young man bound to the chair trembled all over, with boundless despair and fear in his eyes.His hands and feet were tightly bound with thick hemp rope, and his mouth was covered with black tape on his face, with only one pair of eyes exposed.

A pair of eyes that should look good but are now full of fear and despair...

The author has something to say: Happy National Day, everyone go out and roam

It is said that there is probably no time to update the National Day, I will ask for leave...

They all have to go to relatives, to their hometown, etc., maybe I really can’t make time

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