[Bottle Evil] Fantastic Leman

However, in the current situation, it is quite difficult to find a job that matches my profession. Fortunately, I learned bartending in order to look handsome in college. There are also many bars near my residence. Maybe I can try my luck.

Thinking about it, fingers unconsciously poked into the pocket, and found something cold.

If it's Poker Ping's house.

Suddenly I have a headache, and I am actively thinking that this is... I have been a babysitter for free?

God!

---------Zhang Qi Ling

In October, the weather is already very cold, but for me who have lived here for more than three years, it is very unusual.

Heixiazi called in the morning. I stayed up late the night before to catch up on the draft, and I fell asleep. I didn't care much about what he said, but his last sentence managed to attract my attention.

"Dumb, Master Hua'er's little boy came here today, and he will probably look for you in the afternoon, so don't put on a dead face for me, in case Xiaotian is really scared away, neither of us will die." Good fruit to eat."

I rubbed the corner of my forehead to recall, Xie Yuchen's childhood name seems to be...Wu Xie.It's really a strange name, but, "Xiao Tianzhen?"

"Ah, it's Wu Xie, the one who told you to rent a house a few days ago." The black blind man seemed to be outside, very noisy. He had a headache because he stayed up all night. Hearing the noise on the other end of the phone, he felt extremely unhappy , "I know, hang up."

I've heard of Wu Xie, not because of how famous he is, but because of the relationship between Heixiazi and Xie Yuchen. Heixiazi likes men, and he joked that if I wasn't too difficult to get along with, he would definitely get me.

Of course I'm not against homosexuality.Feelings are dispensable to me, and having them is just as annoying as a burden, and it’s better not to have them.

What I didn't expect was that Wu Xie was really innocent and innocent.

In the afternoon, the moment the doorbell, which hadn't rang for a long time, made a crisp sound, I thought it was an illusion.The door has been closed for too long, and the harsh friction sound when it is opened makes me very uncomfortable.Standing at the door was a young man in an off-white windbreaker, in his early 20s. He smiled when he saw me, "Hello, I am your tenant, Wu Xie." The sincerity of the language is hard to refuse .

Doesn't this person have the slightest defense against strangers?I was a little surprised at Wu Xie's child-like sincerity, and I couldn't help but sigh, it really is so good to be protected by his family, that kind of indifferent eyes are so clean that it makes people flustered.

It's annoying, I hate his eyes.

I hate his dullness even more.

My meaning was already very obvious, but he didn't understand. He had to explain clearly enough before he reacted. This guy named Wu Xie, how long is his reflex arc?I was unwilling to hand over the key to him, but the blind man refused to accept it, insisting that I give it to Wu Xie.

I regret it now, and I shouldn't have compromised in the first place.

TheSecond.

---------Wu Xie

Finding a job is a very painful thing.

I have been wandering the streets for two or three days, and went to countless bars, but still to no avail.

But it's okay, these two days are just a good time to practice your hands.

British bartending is different from fancy bartending. Compared with the complicated techniques of fancy bartending, British bartending is more gentlemanly.I thought you wouldn't see fancy bartenders in the UK, but I realized I was wrong: not only are there, there are plenty of them.In order to avoid detours when looking for a job, I started to practice fancy bartending in my spare time, from flipping bottles to rolling bottles. Fortunately, I have some foundation, and it is not too difficult to learn again.

Probably my efforts touched God. After searching for a job for two days, I was finally recruited by a music bar.

The name of the bar is Blue Margarita, the name of a cocktail that is very popular in summer.I don't drink often, but because of my helplessness and my identity as a bartender, it is inevitable to try wine.Personally, I don't like Blue Margarita very much. The combination of salty, sour and sweet tastes is inevitably a bit weird.

The boss is a fat Chinese, surnamed Wang, called Wang Kaixuan.I always thought that such a revolutionary name has disappeared, but now it seems that I am ignorant.Boss Wang is a very casual person and easy to get along with, especially when he saw me, a Chinese, he almost burst into tears.But this guy is also a profiteer, the bar happened to be short of a pianist, after he learned that I could play the piano, he gave me two jobs for one salary!

Well, no evil, no business, no business, no evil, for the sake of being Chinese, I will forgive him...

Because I work in a bar, I'm basically in a state of doing nothing during the day, and I feel panicked.

The piano in the study room seemed to have not been touched for a long time, and it was covered with a thick layer of dust, but I was surprised to see its true appearance after brushing off the dust.

The pattern on the piano is very beautiful, and the baroque gorgeousness made me gasp.The smooth lines perfectly show the artistic connotation of the West in the early 19th century, and also highlight the characteristics of Baroque art.Although I don't study art, this piano still attracted me deeply.

Because he studied architecture, he also knows a thing or two about the art of sculpture, not to mention that the Wu family still focuses on antiques.So whether it is Western art or Eastern tradition, I have some understanding.The workmanship of this piano is extremely fine, and it is a good product at first glance.

I caressed the keys, sat down, pressed a key with my fingertips slightly, and the crisp sound of the piano poured out from my fingertips, hovering in the air for a long time, and was blocked by the wall to return a series of echoes.

It really is a boutique.

Although I haven't practiced it for a long time, the fingering that is almost buried in the subconscious is awakened by the piano that has been sleeping for a long time, and they all move spontaneously.

At the end of the song, I felt like a dream.

It seems that the piano that I once practiced has not been abandoned.

I shook my hands, "Aria on the G String" is a relatively famous work by Bach. Although it is not difficult, I am very attracted to the beautiful melody.

The old pendulum clock hanging on the wall struck steadily six times, a full ten seconds to a second.

I caressed the body of the piano, put back my gloves and put on my coat, ready to start the first work.

---------Zhang Qi Ling

The phone rang and I pressed it again.

I don’t know how many times I have repeated this action. I was exhausted after rushing the draft overnight. I was trying to get a good night’s sleep when I was called by a black blind man. But I seem to have some obsessive-compulsive disorder Bad taste, the more he is like this, the more I will not accept it.

The bar on the street plays the best rock music, and the acoustics are excellent.I put down my coffee cup, walked to the window, watched the screen turn on again, and swipe the answer button.

"Hello? Dumb, you're driving me to death! What's the matter? How did you pick it up?"

"did not hear it."

"...I lost to you, Zhang Qiling! Do you want to come to Blue Margarita together?"

bar?It's been a long time since I've been to that kind of place... "Yeah."

London at night is very beautiful. The whole city is decorated with colorful neon lights. Some buildings that still retain the style of the [-]th century are quiet in the lights, which is a rare quiet place.

Blue Margarita is a place I often go to. The boss is a Chinese. Although he is a bit noisy, he is a very careful guy.Later, due to work problems, I gradually lost the time to go there.

"Dumb! Here~"

From afar, I saw the blind man standing at the door of the store waving at me, while Xie Yuchen was playing with his mobile phone, and occasionally glanced at me.

"You're slow to die!" Heixia began to complain as soon as he saw me, "So is Xiao Tianzhen. Hua'er, hasn't he called yet?"

"This kid probably didn't hear it. I sent him a text message and gave him the address. Let's go in first."

The atmosphere in the store is very good. The blond female singer lowered her voice and sang MJ's "Best of Joy". Yes, ethereal...

Thoughts are paralyzed by this languid feeling.

Xie Yuchen suddenly stood up from his seat, "Xiao Xie told us to go to the bar."

I raised my head, and Wu Xie was standing by the bar, wearing a British-style shirt and a small suit vest, shaking the newly mixed wine in his hand. "Xiao Hua, why are you here?"

"You still have the nerve to say it!" Xie Yuchen locked his phone, curled his lips and sat down, and the blind man also sat down, with a small smile still on the corner of his mouth. "How many calls have I made to you, see for yourself!"

"Oh, I'm so sorry~ My phone is in my coat."

"Tsk, you've only been here for a few days, what are you talking about!"

"Ha ha……"

I don't want to start, the singer has not changed, but the song has changed. The tune of "Callmemaybe" is very brisk, the bass player's body swayed to the rhythm, and his golden curly hair swayed up and down with his movements, but his face could not be seen clearly.

Wu Xie's slightly raised voice got my attention back.

"Hey, Xiao Hua, What can I do for you? My treat."

"How can the little third master let go of the treat? Whiskey Soda, please." The black blind man interjected beside me, completely ignoring Wu Xie's selective ignorance of him.

"Allen, less lemon juice."

"small