Return to the Road of God

A week later, Ben and Jing came to pick up Ye Yufan. After arriving at the restaurant, Jing took out two coins and gave them to Ben, and gave Ye Yufan a wink. acceptable range.

"What's your Chinese name?" Jing glanced at him and said, "My name is Ke Jing."

"Ye Yufan." A few people changed their work clothes in the small locker room. Ye Yufan took off his coat, revealing his slender body in a white shirt. His narrow waist was wrapped by a leather belt, which seemed to break if twisted.

During the meal, Lily told Ye Yufan that a newcomer came today, and he didn't need to wash the tablecloths with seasoning, "From today onwards, follow Jing."

...Is this the transfer from the backstage to the front desk for him to pick up the guests?

The work in the front office is much more intense than that in the backstage, especially during the peak period of two hours after the opening, when there is an endless stream of customers and all the waiters are running around, Ye Yufan can do everything, just follow Ke Jing to familiarize himself with the process and he is already dizzy.

Ke Jing moves from one table to another like a spinning top, taking orders, making drinks, serving dishes, paying the bill, and collecting dishes... At the busiest time, he has to collect more than a dozen dishes at a time, heavy porcelain bowls On his weak arms, he stacked layers higher and higher like an arhat, but he didn't see his hands trembling.

It wasn't until after two o'clock that the hall became quieter. A middle-aged couple came. Ke Jing said to Ye Yufan, "Go and try."

Ye Yufan anxiously stepped forward and handed over the menu, and asked, "What drinks do you want?" The standard British accent, it's hard to imagine that it came from an Asian teenager, and it made people feel good about it out of thin air.

"RoseA, please," the woman looked up at her partner across the table, "What about you, dear?"

The man said: "Vodkacoke," and then added, "dietcoke, please."

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Ke Jing saw Ye Yufan asked something puzzled, and the fat man repeated it kindly, and he returned to the bar with a little red face, "At first he said he wanted Vodka coke, and then he said he wanted diet coke. Ask for two different glasses."

Ke Jing glanced at the list and said, "He wants vodka and reduced sugar Coke."

Ye Yufan blushed slightly, and said, "Well, now I know."

Ke Jing raised the corners of his mouth: "The words are beautifully written, but there is no need to write them all. For Vodkacoke, just write V+C, and for Vodkadieetcoke, write V+DC. Just write the initials for all drinks. Otherwise, guests should order a glass of JohnnieWulkerBlackLabelwithlemonadandnoice (Black Square Whiskey and Lemon, no Bing), you’re just sticking around spelling out words.”

Ye Yufan: "..."

"Come here, and write down the location of each wine here." Ke Jing is not a patient teacher, nor is he as euphemistic and enthusiastic as Andrew and Aman, and he is also extremely poisonous. Fortunately, Ye Yufan is a worry-free student. He can remember as long as he listens to it once, and he will never make a mistake.

Later, several groups of guests came to drink afternoon tea one after another, all of which were orders from Ye Yufan. Ben was there to teach him how to stack plates and set up new tables. Practice makes perfect.

Ke Jing leaned against the edge of the bar, propped his chin on one hand, and looked at him from a distance——he looked obviously fragile, but yet strong in his flexibility, like a tree that was not rare but had tenacious vitality. A tree, as long as its stems are upright and its branches are straight, with new leaves and buds, can make people feel beautiful.

Unlike myself, the bonsai has been distorted by the gardener, but it is not so lucky to be carefully appreciated by others. After letting it go, with a little rain and dew, it grows into a strange shape.

Compared with esoteric math problems, restaurant work is as simple as an assembly line for Ye Yufan. After a few practice sessions, Ye Yufan stood in the same position as Ke Jing, cooperated with him in bartending, and communicated with customers in beautiful and short English. Deal with each other, raise wages, and collect tips.

He began to have enough money to buy painting materials, and he would not feel sore for not being able to eat a Chinese meal for several weeks. Even Ke Jing, who was inaccessible like an iceberg at first, gradually became familiar with him. Will ask Ye Yufan out to eat and go shopping.

It’s just that Ye Yufan is very strange. Ke Jing and He Yuexi are very different. He has never talked about art with him, nor has he talked about his future.

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Guan Hongze held a party at home and invited many Chinese friends in Xili. Most of these people are the sons of officials and businessmen with strong family backgrounds, and they are either rich or noble.

Tang Zhen, Fang Yi, and Bai Qing will certainly not be absent. In addition, He Yuexi and Guo Zhekai are also on the invitation list. On the surface, it seems that the government supports them and trains them to promote them to a certain position. In the future, He Yuexi and these descendants of rich families must be friends in the same circle, but He Yuexi doesn't think so. He still feels uncomfortable because of his humble birth, especially after the last time he failed to strike up a conversation with Ye Yufan, he felt that the other day The excuse to leave is to keep a distance from myself.

It was true that Ye Yufan avoided them, but He Yuexi didn't know that Ye Yufan didn't look down on them, but was afraid of them.

He Yuexi is not interested in this seemingly high-end party, not to mention there are many animals he is afraid of, but the nervous Guo Zhekai dragged him here with great interest after hearing that there were countless delicacies at the party So he could only nestle in the corner of the sofa and watch his bastard friend jumping up and down there speechlessly.

But no one saw his jokes, everyone was very tolerant, it seemed that "geniuses" should have some characteristics that are different from ordinary people, He Yuexi felt that she was the only one here who was different, and complained that she was too sensitive, if she could be like Guo Zhekai If you are naturally nervous and heartless, you may be much happier.

Sitting opposite the sofa was a girl with a star face, because He Yuexi had never seen this kind of beauty in real life, so she could only describe it as a "star". This girl was named Tang Zhen, a member of the Tang Group Daughter.

He Yuexi knew that Tang Corporation, which started with the idea of ​​"Tang style" ten years ago, is currently the largest private design organization in China, with several subsidiaries under it, covering a wide range of fields from architectural design to fashion design.

He Yuexi didn't even dare to look at her, his heart beats a hundred times when his eyes met, Fang Yi, the second ancestor of Meiji Airlines, chatted with her while drinking tea, he and Tang Zhen were the right match!

He Yuexi didn't quite understand why he was sitting here. After half a year abroad, he began to wonder what his purpose of learning painting was. He was not a genius like Guo Zhekai, but he worked harder than the other students in Ge Qinzhou's studio A little bit, luck is a little bit better than them... I always thought that receiving government funding was a turning point in my life, but at this moment I fell into confusion.

After tasting all the snacks on the long table in the garden, Guo Zhekai returned to He Yuexi's side contentedly, opened his sketchbook and began to draw as if no one was there.

With He Yuexi around, Guo Zhekai felt a sense of belonging. Although he never expressed it in words, he was very dependent in his behavior.

Tang Zhen was frustrated that these two were not the handsome guy she met in the painting shop that day. She poked Fang Yi's shoulder and asked, "What other fun places do you think are in Xili? I'm so bored!"

Fang Yi said: "Overseas is no better than China. If you think it's boring, let's go back next month and have a welcome party with friends. It will definitely be more lively than now!"

Tang Zhen pouted and didn't speak, Fang Yi put his hands on her shoulders, put his hands in her ear and said something, Tang Zhen giggled.

Under the flower stand not far away, another girl in good shape was holding red wine and talking to Guan Hongze. She was the young lady of the Bai family, and also the twin sister and brother of Bai Mu upstairs who kept a group of ferocious animals. The faces of the two are almost identical. When He Yuexi first entered the door, Bai Qing opened the door. At that time, he almost thought that Bai Mu had gone transgender, but the delicate facial features were normal on a girl's face, but on a man's face. How to see how evil!

Just as she was thinking, that evildoer went downstairs. He Yuexi became nervous and instinctively looked up the stairs... Fortunately, no cat came down!

Bai Mu passed through the living room like a ghost, and floated to the kitchen to make coffee without anyone else present. He Yuexi thought of Ye Yufan again, and this time she felt that the two were very different. Although they were both thin, Ye Yufan would make people want to get close. Bai Mu is icy and cold, so to some extent, Guo Zhekai's intuition is much stronger than his own!

During the dinner, another young man came here specially from Carter. Guan Hongze introduced them to Qin Mengyuan, the son of the mayor of a certain city. He Yuexi guessed that the mayor of that city in China was surnamed Qin. How long!

If the official family and the Bai family are famous for their large-scale family businesses, then Qin Mengyuan is a special case of developing his personal interests to the extreme: when he was eight years old, he used lucky money to find a painting by a painter of the Republic of China in the second-hand goods market and put it at auction. The price of a shelf on the market has increased by forty times; in the fifth grade of primary school, I went to the countryside with his father to experience life, and I fell in love with a child in the local area, and used my pocket money to help him learn painting. The young artist under Hongyun is an independent artist who competes in value; on the day he graduated from high school, he rented a factory building in the Beijing Art District to set up an art shed. After three years, that place has become synonymous with the gathering place for young artists...

Guan Hongze has heard a lot about Qin Mengyuan. Compared with his reputation in the industry, Guan Hongze, who was born in a "specialized class", is always dubbed the heir of the official family. It is not that "Guan Hongze" has strength, but Hong Yun of the official family has a reputation, which is what makes him feel frustrated all the time.But no matter what, I will definitely become the person in charge of Hongyun in the future, and Qin Mengyuan will still be his friend. The government cannot monopolize the domestic art world, but must win over all talents related to this field.

Qin Mengyuan, a high-powered young master, is not here to study abroad, but to travel. Art is his sideline. His job is only a senior student at a prestigious university in China. He studies serious mathematics—and Art is a discipline that cannot be beaten.

The other party seemed to have not seen Guan Hongze for a while, and he seemed very enthusiastic, "You really know how to enjoy life more and more!" Looking at the young people in this room, Qin Mengyuan felt a little emotional.

I don't know if it was an appointment, but this group of people who will make great achievements in the domestic art world in the future gathered in the villa on Old Ham Street in Xili City.

Guan Hongze said politely: "Where, please come and have a seat."

Qin Mengyuan asked: "How many years do you plan to stay in country A?"

Guan Hongze: "Two or three years."

Qin Mengyuan nodded: "Are there any good seedlings in recent years?"

Guan Hongze pointed to Guo Zhekai and He Yuexi, and joked, "I'm afraid they are the best among their peers. If you are interested, you can use your own money to invest."

To be honest, Qin Mengyuan, who is called a brother in private, is a real competitor to Guan Hongze.

"What kind of competition is that, I know, but the gimmick is still too big." The implication is that Qin Mengyuan thinks that Guo Zhekai and He Yuexi are not up to the standard!

However, in Fu Tingxin's eyes, this is indeed the case. He doesn't think that these two people are so powerful. They are selected for good or bad. After all, the overall level of the competition cannot be compared with that of the Fu family.

But the person involved is still here, and his expression is a little bit bad after hearing this.

Qin Mengyuan smiled "hehe" and said tactfully: "You two are also good, but let me tell you, Aze, you can't just pick people from the competition. , especially those who really take art seriously, most of them are withdrawn, high-spirited, and hidden in the city.”

After saying this, not only He Yuexi's complexion was abnormal, even Guo Zhekai beside him, who was immersed in painting, was a little dazed, but instead of burying them for Qin Mengyuan, he thought of a person—yes, that He is very powerful and a genius. If he participated in the creative painting competition at his level... Guo Zhekai suddenly realized that the other party hadn't started to learn to draw yet!

Looking at He Yuexi's face next to him, it was even uglier. He also thought of this, and he didn't know whether to feel lucky or fearful. If he really took this road, he would definitely meet on a narrow road, and he couldn't avoid it.

Qin Mengyuan scanned around and smiled faintly.

It's really strange that Guan Hongze, who has always been calm, would have such an uncertain expression?Oh, he also forgot that there is a powerful guy here—that kid Fu Tingxin is also distracted, right?

What are they thinking?The teenager someone met at the airport, or the copy paper someone picked up from the pile of paintings that failed the competition a year ago?

Qin Mengyuan didn't have the ability to read minds, and the teenagers with different thoughts would never have thought that it was the same person who made them worry about it.

At this time, Qin Mengyuan seemed to think of something again, and suddenly said: "Aze, do you remember that there was a guy named Ke Jing who was a grade below me in elementary school? Ke Mingfeng's illegitimate son, his biological mother was a third-rate painter, but that The boy is quite talented, I remember his ambition is to be an artist, hehe... Unfortunately, three years ago, the Ke family was involved in an economic case, and he moved away from Fengshan District. I have been looking for him, you know Where is he?"