Little President ABO

"No. 886972 has been successfully updated, welcome to use." The robot made a smooth voice.

Jiang Sulu issued a few instructions, and the robot did it accurately. He then switched the robot to a custom mode. In this mode, the robot will continuously receive information from the surrounding environment and learn how to better adapt to the current environment.

Watching this incredible scene, the people in the bar burst into applause and whistles.

The bar owner changed his vicious and angry appearance just now, and came up to hold Jiang Sulu's hand, very excited: "It's amazing, really amazing, you're amazing, we repaired it and let us enter the treasure."

"Yeah, just a few random clicks, it's like magic." The person next to him echoed.

"This little man's technique is really good. I have never seen such a good master."

Jiang Sulu was quite happy at first, but when he suddenly heard someone calling him master, he always thought it was weird, and Cheng Hui who was next to him just laughed out loud.

The bar owner rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "Little master, can you fix our fortune too?"

Zhaocai and Jinbao, the boss's names for the two robot sons, are indeed the style of the downtown.

Jiang Sulu updated Zhaocai's data again, and when he was done, he told the bar owner that the robot's waist accessories were too old and needed to be replaced with new ones.There is no such accessory in the lower city, so when he returns to the company, ask Cheng Hui to bring him one, and find a mechanic to replace it.

The boss wanted to pay Jiang Sulu, but Jiang Sulu refused, so he said a lot of thanks and compliments, and announced that all the drinks for him and Cheng Hui were free tonight, so that they could drink to their heart's content and have a good time.

After this small episode, the bar resumed its previous bustle.This place is not like the old ghost bar he went to for the first time. There is no loud music here, and there is no wanton dance of demons. Everyone just drinks and chats lively at a table of three or two.

Cheng Hui asked for two cans of malt beer, opened one and stuffed it into Jiang Sulu's hand, and he opened one himself, tilting his head up and pouring it down.Under the revolving lights, Cheng Hui's silhouette alternately brightened and darkened. He swallowed beer with his neck up and his throat kept slipping, and Jiang Sulu, who was watching him, also kept swallowing.

Cheng Hui drank a can in one go, and before he lowered his eyes, Jiang Sulu hurriedly turned his face away, put his head down and handed the beer can to his mouth, and took a small sip.

But he immediately frowned, looked around and found no place to vomit, and after forcing himself to swallow it, he kept sticking out his tongue.

"what happened?"

Jiang Sulu handed the jar to Cheng Fan: "The one you gave me is expired."

The boss stuck his fat head between the two of them: "Little master, you can eat things indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. Our garbage dump may sell expired food, but we will definitely not sell expired wine."

"Then why is it bitter?"

Cheng Fan took it and took a sip: "This is the taste, you can taste the aroma of barley if you taste it carefully."

He handed the wine jar back again, but Jiang Sulu just shook his head and didn't reach out to take it.

The boss also shook his fat head: "This is the first time for the little master to drink a bar?"

Jiang Sulu nodded embarrassingly, he really still can't adapt to the life in the downtown.

The enthusiastic boss does not allow anyone to not drink at his bar, so he immediately called the bartender and asked him to mix a sweet cocktail for the little master.Jiang Sulu immediately shook his head, and before he could say his refusal, Cheng Fan said to the boss, "Let me try."

The boss opened the door of the bar: "Please go ahead."

Jiang Sulu saw that Cheng Hui was familiar with the driving, took a glass from the shelf, put mint leaves and lime wedges in it, mashed it, and added half a glass of blue ice cubes in it.Then he took out the shaker, added wine, lime juice, syrup and ice cubes to it, shook it for a while, poured it into a glass, filled it with soda water, inserted a straw, and pushed it in front of Jiang Sulu.

Cheng Hui bent over, leaned his elbows on the bar, looked at Jiang Sulu with his chin on his back, and smiled: "Little master, do you want to show me some face?"

The orange light at the bar was cast from top to bottom, so that when Cheng Fan lowered his eyelids to look at Jiang Sulu, Jiang Sulu couldn't see clearly his eyes covered by the shadow of eyelashes.I only knew that he was smiling at him, and Jiang Sulu was even more embarrassed to look up. He only looked at the beautifully colored cocktail exuding the aroma of lime in front of him. And a small popping sound.

Jiang Sulu's tongue kept salivating, and under Cheng Fan's gaze, he buried his head in his mouth and sucked lightly through the straw.

"tasty?"

The entrance is mainly sweet and sour, the fragrance of lemon and the freshness of mint are intertwined and stimulated, which overwhelms the stimulation of alcohol, leaving only a little intoxicating taste.

"It's delicious." Jiang Sulu looked down at the dreamy blue cup with fine water droplets, "It's also very beautiful."

"It's called Elf Mojito, isn't it nice?"

Jiang Sulu nodded, and took another big breath: "It sounds good."

Jiang Sulu's obedient appearance made Cheng Hui feel good, or maybe it was alcohol that made him feel good, but it didn't matter, anyway, he was in a good mood.He took a straw and inserted it into Jiang Sulu's cup, took a big sip, and then commented: "It's so delicious, I'll make you another...emmm...starry sky."

Just as Jiang Sulu was about to say no, Cheng Hui took a cylindrical glass, pressed the mouth of the glass in the salt, and dipped it in a circle of salt frost.Then he took out a broken glass, added wine that Jiang Sulu didn't know, and some red-purple syrup, and finally added ice cubes and smashed them into a purple-red slush.After pouring it out, I made another glass of purple-blue slush.Spread the two colors of slush into the glass layer by layer, and finally stuck a slice of lemon into the rim of the glass.The place where the colors of the two layers of slush meet is like an unpredictable purple-blue starry sky, which is very beautiful.

"Starry Sky Margaret, please use." Cheng Fan pushed the cup to Jiang Sulu.

Under the gaze of Cheng Hui who couldn't see clearly, Jiang Sulu couldn't say "no".He took a sip through the straw. It was cold, sour and sweet. The wine in this glass was a bit stronger, but it was not difficult to drink.

He bit the straw and sucked slowly, but he couldn't keep his eyes on Cheng Hui.Cheng Fan was wearing a white jumper of the same style as him, but it was a lot bigger, and his hair was messy. When he was just about to make a drink, he just flipped it back and tied it up.

The not-so-bright lighting makes his five senses more three-dimensional. The shadow of his nose and the highlight of his lips make him have perfect lines like a statue in a classical oil painting, but it is by no means rigid like a sculpture.

He is alive and vivid, raising his eyebrows, looking at each other, his smiling eyes, and his frivolous and smiling tone when he speaks, all of which are like the gorgeous and flexible tail feathers of a peacock, sweeping over people's hearts, making them tickle.

He's making another cocktail.He frosted the sides of tall, wide-mouthed trumpets, added three drinks to the shaker, then the juice of half a lime and some blackberry syrup, and swirled it a little, Pour into a tall glass covered with icing sugar.

Seen through the frosted glass, the liquor was a hazy pink, soft and sweet, a soothing powder like clouds floating in the sky.

Cheng Hui looked at the cup, took a sip, showed a very satisfied expression, and then pushed the quilt in front of Jiang Sulu.

Jiang Sulu looked at the rim of the cup that had been touched by Cheng Hui's lips, the icing sugar had melted, forming a clean arc.He picked up the glass, and when no one was looking, he secretly turned the glass half a circle, and took a sip along the clean arc.

The smell of alcohol stimulated his throat, and the sweetness of blackberry syrup soothed him again. He immediately took a second sip, stopped reluctantly, and raised his glass to look at this amber-like crystal clear powder under the light.

"It's so beautiful." She couldn't help but sigh.

"Do you know the name of this glass of wine?"

Jiang Sulu shook his head.

Cheng Fan hooked his fingers at him, and Jiang Sulu turned his head sideways and put his ear over. Cheng Fan leaned close to his ear and said softly, "FirstLove."

"The name of this glass of wine is First Love."

Jiang Sulu's eyes widened suddenly, and after Cheng Hui's face and breath were gone, he closed his eyelids again and blinked slowly.

The surrounding sounds were sometimes far away, and sometimes approached. His soul seemed to be separated from his body and slowly rising, floating in mid-air, looking at the people in the bar, and himself.

He saw himself drinking a lot.Cheng Hui was probably tired of bartending, so he sat next to him and looked at him, holding a can of beer, not talking much.

Some guests, as well as the round-headed owner of the bar, came to exchange glasses with him enthusiastically, and praised him for his superb craftsmanship.Even though these people don't have a robot that he needs to fix, everyone is rushing to befriend him.

And he himself kept talking, kept laughing, and drank glass after glass without hindrance.How can you be so happy?Jiang Sulu couldn't understand how he couldn't stop laughing, he had never laughed so presumptuously.But no one told him that Omega couldn't laugh like that, no one said that Omega repairing robots is not a proper job, no one even suggested that he is an O attribute.

They called him "little master", and it was a very strange title for Jiang Sulu.He thought, if one day really brings FTG down, he will come to the lower city to join the bar owner and become a master mechanic.

"Jiang Sulu, Jiang Sulu..." Cheng Hui pulled out his face buried in his arms, "I think you're almost drunk, are you going home now?"

"I'm dizzy." Jiang Sulu wrapped his hands around Cheng Hui's neck, as if he had no bones.

Cheng Fan turned around, picked up Jiang Sulu, greeted the boss, and walked out.

People in the upper city are usually overly depressed, and they often release excessively when drunk, and even become a little crazy.But Jiang Sulu didn't, he just talked a little more, smiled a little, probably took off his usual mask of FTG president, and expressed himself more openly.Cheng Hui thought that Jiang Sulu needed to relax for a while, to experience the relaxed and happy side of life.

"Cheng Hui, thank you, I haven't been this happy for a long time."

Jiang Sulu said happy words, but her voice was choked up.