The head belongs to you, you belong to me

Shaoyang's expression didn't change much. After all, in the eyes of laymen, they have a deep-rooted prejudice against e-sports in their bones. They think that playing games is just playing, not tired, and not doing business. It is useless to explain to them. It won't eliminate the prejudice in their hearts, so I don't explain it at all.

At the beginning, Shaoyang would never bear it, and would directly explain the meaning of professional e-sports to the other party, and then ridicule the other party with "ignorance".

But as he grows older, the more he experiences such things, Shaoyang doesn't feel much now.

While waiting for the meal, the two chatted a few words in a polite manner, all of which were irrelevant and useless topics. At the end of the chat, they couldn't continue talking. Shao Yang picked up the warm water and sipped it in small sips to cover up his innocence. Awkward.

The other party's expression looked good, and she didn't seem to be uncomfortable. Seeing that there was nothing to talk about, she looked around at the design and layout of the restaurant.

At this moment, people came to the next table, and the waiter took the guests to their seats and brought the menu of the restaurant.

The guest was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, cocked his tail finger, and slowly flipped through the menu, after a while, closed the menu, and said to the waiter, "Let's have a steak, seven points."

Waiter: "Okay, would you like some drinks, sir?"

"No, I'll just drink the free lemonade."

The service fee attitude is very good: "Okay, sir, please wait a moment, and I will prepare the meal for you right away."

"Um……"

The waiter backed away, and Shaoyang was already staring at the table next to him dumbfounded.

In fact, he looked this way from the first time the guest opened his mouth, because the familiar voice was Comrade Jia Liang who opposed him every day and rushed to scratch his neck and slap him when he got angry.

Jia Liang gracefully spread the napkin on his lap without even looking this way.

It was as if he hadn't seen Shaoyang at all.

Shaoyang originally wanted to go over to say hello, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. I don’t know how Jia Liang is feeling now. If he himself is in a bad mood, he hastily got into trouble, and was scratched in the face, scratched his hair and slapped in the face in the public. It's just too ugly.

Ms. Li turned her head back and saw Shao Yang staring at the table next to her, she also looked over curiously.

Just at this time, Jia Liang raised his little finger and took a sip of lemonade, then put it down gently, and lowered his head to think about his nails. The tails of the ten slender fingers were all light pink nail polish.

Miss Li frowned, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, and she called out, "Mr. Shao?"

Shao Yang withdrew his gaze and looked at her, "Yeah." He said, "What's wrong?"

"What are you looking at?" Ms. Li smiled, as if she had found a topic, she approached Shaoyang and said in a low voice, "There are a lot of men like this now, neither male nor female, dressed colorfully, painted With nail polish and half hair, I have worked in a hospital pharmacy for ten years, and I have seen no fewer than a hundred people like this."

"Uh..." Shaoyang's face turned a little cold, he was not as angry as he was at this moment when he was despised by words just now.

Everyone has their own personality habits, and it's not that a man who wears nail polish and dyes his hair is a dubious man, and there is no rule that men can't raise their tails. The other party's words just now are obviously sexist and insulting.

Although Shaoyang often said that Jia Liang was a tigress, that was only when they were fighting in the base, and they never had any contempt or disgust.

Jia Liang's mouth is a bit cheap, but he is not bad, and he is a colleague who has worked with him for seven or eight years. How could Shaoyang bear the other party talking about his friend like that.

Shao Yang shouted in a deep voice: "Miss Li..."

"Ok?"

Shao Yang looked at her with heavy eyes, and the deep eyes made it hard to see the real emotion in his eyes. He seemed to inadvertently ask: "Do you know those people?"

"What?" Ms. Li was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Shaoyang's words meant.

Shao Yang: "Let me say, do you know the one hundred people you just mentioned?"

Although Ms. Li didn't know the reason for Shaoyang's question, she still answered, "I don't know..."

"Since you don't know each other, what about other people seems to have nothing to do with you?" Shaoyang said seriously, but with a smile on his face, "I don't like to gossip about others, so what Miss Li just said Seems a little out of place."

Ms. Li's face was refuted, and her complexion became a little ugly, but although Shaoyang said that she was gossiping about others, he didn't specify that she had no quality, and she didn't show any displeasure, so even if she didn't Comfortable, she can't say anything.

Ms. Li smiled and said awkwardly: "I don't mean anything else, it's just that I was a little too nervous when I met Mr. Shao for the first time, so I just wanted to find something to talk about. I have no prejudice against this kind of people. "

Knowing that the other party was talking nonsense, Shao Yang didn't care, and nodded "Yeah".

Afterwards, the two of them didn't talk any more, and they didn't talk a few more words until the ordered meal came.

Miss Li: "This pasta tastes good."

Shaoyang didn't taste anything special, and Sigui didn't say it wasn't as good as the handmade noodle soup he usually eats, but he also nodded cooperatively: "Well, it's not bad."

The steak from the table next to him came out after a while. Jia Liang ate a fork in one hand and a knife in the other, eating it elegantly.

Ms. Li glanced at it from the corner of her eye, then silently rolled her eyes.

She couldn't accept the man's nail polish and orchid fingering, and the man next to him was showing a feminine look in every move, which was really unbearable for her.

After eating the pasta, Ms. Li wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, and then got straight to the point: "Mr. Shao, do you know what we are here for today?"

"Ah."

Ms. Li said again: "The people over there told you, but I'm actually five years older than you, and I've always liked older, mature men.

But I heard some things about you from the introducer, and the other party said that you are a very mature and stable man who loves others and takes care of his family, so I decided to come to meet you. "

"You have been deceived." Shao Yang said with a smile: "You know, the introducer always likes to exaggerate, wishing to blow the other party up to the sky."

For example, his old mother told him that the other party is a very good pharmacist, gentle and considerate, and also looks very special and good-looking. So far, Shaoyang has not seen the other party, which is in line with what the introducer said, except for age and professional reality.

"Uh..." Ms. Li was choked by him, endured it and continued: "After getting along with Mr. Shao, I think you are quite good overall, Mr. Shao, so I want to tell you my opinion. "

Looking at it does give people a very mature and stable feeling, and the looks are not bad, and the most important poetry income is also objective, although the career is not satisfactory to her.

"Oh." Shao Yang said, "Please tell me..."

After leaving the base, Shaoyang was a boring gourd. After all, he talked more with people he knew well, but when he went outside, he became a piece of wood that couldn't speak a word for a long time.

He just nodded in response to what the other party said, and just responded from time to time.