thousand cups

Mr. Clare produced a bottle of Latour.Jiang Mo glanced at the wine label, the year was scary, this bottle of wine was born in the legendary year of wine, older than himself, and worth a lot of money.The old man entertained himself with such good wine, which shows that he is very sincere and attaches great importance to this meeting.

But Mr. Claire was actually a little embarrassed, saying that he preferred red wine, and he didn't ask Jiang Mo what he wanted to drink in advance, so I'm really sorry.

He is humble and gentle, and he speaks slowly, and he is an old gentleman with a very good accent.

The wine has been awakened in advance, poured into an elegant crystal glass, it is a satin-like crimson.They clinked glasses lightly, and Jiang Mo knew from the sound that the red wine glass in his hand was very valuable. The sound of the clinking was distant, long and very pleasant.The aroma of the wine gathers at the mouth of the cup, and the toasted taste is obvious. After the entrance, the aroma blooms in the mouth layer by layer, with fruity, light smoky aroma, and seems to have some tobacco flavor...very rich taste.

"I went to this winery to visit their wine making." Mr. Claire said to him, "If you have a chance in the future, you must watch the wine making process once. I think it is very interesting."

"I haven't seen wine making, but I went to Ireland with my mother when I was in college, and I watched the locals make whiskey there, and I was very inspired at the time."

"I've thought about making a movie about the life of a eccentric man who doesn't talk much and dedicates his life to making wine. He has a crush on a woman who has a perfect family, so he never bothers. Wait until he dies Finally, he asked someone to hand over a bottle of wine to that woman... In the end, her naughty child broke the bottle of wine. In that life, she didn't know that she was deeply loved by a man."

good story.Jiang Mo answered with a smile: "Wine making is a very good theme. People often say that making a movie is a dream, but occasionally I feel that making a movie is more like making wine. I want to make a film that can make people feel drunk. Just ask the audience to get drunk with me."

Claire's eyes lit up, she raised her glass with a smile, and said, "I believe you can do it."

No matter how you look at it, it seems like a perfect night.Sharing a bottle of good wine with a bosom friend whom I have known for many years, the other party is a senior I admired, and outside the window is Paris shrouded in the gentle night, everything is like a dream.

Only the figure outside the glass window is a bit dazzling.

Jiang Mo found that he was a little absent-minded, even though he was drinking a good wine, he still couldn't devote himself fully, he was always distracted to look out the window.

Mr. Claire also found that something was wrong with him, and asked with concern: "Is it because the foie gras tastes bad?"

It's too impolite for the old man to go on like this.Jiang Mo could only confess to him: "My brother is waiting for me outside, I am a little worried. Sir, do you mind if I go out for a few minutes?"

Claire followed his gaze and asked him with a smile: "I think you should invite him in and wait."

Jiang Mo quickly thanked him, ran out in a hurry, crossed the road, and looked for the person who was standing by the river in a daze listening to the song.Shen Chaowen didn't notice him coming at first, and was concentrating on looking at the river in front of him thinking about his thesis. Jiang Mo walked over and pulled off one of his earphones, calling him: "Xiao Chaowen."

Shen Chaowen turned to look at him with a surprised expression: "...What are you doing out here?"

"Take you in." Jiang Mo grabbed his wrist, intending to drag him away, "You wait for me inside, don't stand here, it's very windy at night."

Shen Chaowen grabbed his arm with his backhand and refused, "I won't go in, I just want to enjoy the scenery here, it's very suitable for thinking about life."

"Can't you go in and see the scenery?"

"No. My mood changed when I went in. Although I didn't tell you just now, I was still very jealous. Knowing that you and my love rival were eating inside, I would get more and more angry and not in the mood to look at the scenery."

"..."

Okay, rival, although his rival is 65 years old this year.

Jiang Mo laughed, "Is it okay to be obedient? You stand here and I can see it inside. If you really don't want to go in and find some shop to sit and wait for me, don't make me restless after eating."

"That's great, it's my purpose to make you uneasy." Shen Chaowen half-jokingly said, "This is my tactic."

This person is like this, stubborn and stubborn.Jiang Mo didn't bother to continue persuading him, and said to himself that if he likes blowing, he can blow it, and let him blow it enough tonight.

Turning around and walking two steps... In the end, he was still worried. After thinking about it, Jiang Mo walked back again, took off his coat and threw it on Shen Chaowen's head, and turned away without talking nonsense to him.

After going in and taking the seat again, Jiang Mo glanced out the window... Okay, the clothes are put on, but this person still stubbornly turned his back to the restaurant, didn't look at them, stood straight, and his back looked very arrogant .

Seeing that his coat was gone, Mr. Claire looked out of the window again and asked with a smile, "Isn't your brother coming in?"

Jiang Mo replied helplessly: "He said he wanted to see Paris at night with the wind blowing."

Mr. Claire smiled: "When I was young, I also liked to take aimless walks along the Seine River and think about some endless problems."

It was a very nice pen pal meeting.They chatted late, and when they left the restaurant, Jiang Mo was already a little tipsy.

It is the most comfortable to drink in this state.With his pockets in his pockets, Jiang Mo walked easily across a street to look for Shen Chaowen, who was still watching the scenery while blowing a deep breath by the river, approached him, and patted him on the shoulder.

In Shanghai before, Shen Chaowen would wait for him like this.At that time, I didn't know that this person had evil intentions, and I didn't think too much about it. I always felt that it didn't matter if the relationship was good.Now that I know it, I realize that this behavior is really ambiguous.

Actually, he shouldn't be made to wait today, Jiang Mo knew.But on such a special day, he felt that it was good for Shen Chaowen to be with him.

Shen Chaowen glanced at him, took off his coat and put it on him: "Have you been drinking?"

The clothes still carry another person's body temperature, which is warm and cozy.Jiang Mo put on his coat slowly: "I didn't drink much."

"Did you have a good chat?"

"good."

Shen Chaowen snorted, "I thought you wouldn't come out tonight."

Jiang Mo turned his head to look at him: "It sounds like you still don't want me to come out, do you?"

Shen Chaowen changed the subject: "Is your pen pal young and beautiful?"

"Don't be sour, don't be sour."

"It seems that the other party's appearance is not in line with your wishes."

Jiang Mo slapped him on the head: "I know what I look like, why are you so superficial?" After a pause, he said with the joy of sharing, "You will never know who my pen pal is."

"Oh, the President of France?"

Jiang Mo rolled his eyes: "It's Claire! Do you know "More Than Today"? One..."

"Have not heard."

"He is a well-known director, and his status is similar to that of the masters and stars in your legal circle, understand?"

"I'm not chasing stars."

"..." Jiang Mo found that as long as he talked to Shen Chaowen, he would always change into this style of painting, and he could catch up with him inexplicably.He hammered Shen Chaowen's shoulder helplessly, "Speechless, I won't tell you anymore."

None of them said they would take a taxi, and they just walked along the river bank for a long time, chatting for a while, stopping for a while, casually, and relaxing.One of them was wearing a full suit of formal clothes, the other was wearing a white shirt and jeans, walking slowly along the road.It's not as superficial as the conversation with Mr. Claire, they talked about trivial things, but those trivial sentences made Jiang Mo feel that he had fallen into reality.

Paris at midnight is quiet, with a quiet and elegant temperament. Such a night seems to be very suitable for something to happen.

As he was walking, Shen Chaowen suddenly remembered something, opened his bag, took out a bottle, and finally took out a bottle...

Nutrition Express?

Jiang Mo looked at the bottle of drink that was so incompatible with the scenery in front of him, a little funny, but also a little moved.

Shen Chaowen thoughtfully unscrewed the bottle cap before handing it to him, and said with a serious expression: "Before I came, I went to the Chinese Super League to search for it for a long time before I found it, um...a gift for you."

He came here by train for eight hours, and brought himself a bottle of Nutrition Express, which he said was a gift.

Jiang Mo took it with a smile and took a sip.

Well, yes, this familiar smell.He suddenly sighed in his heart, this taste is very good, not much worse than that bottle of 82 Latour!