The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

It can be seen that the other party's reaction is quite good, and he tried to avoid it, but at this moment, just in time for a class to end, the campus is full of students running around to change classrooms, and when he is crowded by other people, the man can't dodge.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Rachel quickly raised her foot, and her pointed high-heeled shoes poked the other's upper, causing pain visible to the naked eye.

"Hiss—" The man was wearing a mask and a hat, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but several people could hear the obvious gasping sound of the other party.

"Sorry! Your feet..." Rachel brushed her hair and approached the man, "Are you okay? I can take you to the hospital..."

"Ah, no need," the man avoided Rachel's hand, his tone was a bit helpless, but he didn't seem angry, "I still have to rush to work. It depends on the road in the future, this lady."

"Ah, I'm really sorry..." Rachel apologized with a smile, her brows and eyes were curved, she couldn't see any guilt or sincerity, she was mature and calm, but the other party seemed to be in a hurry, so she left quickly without staying.

When he was wrong, Bolivar just caught a glimpse of the KittyBar icon printed on his back, which seemed to be the sign of a bar.Because the little cat's ears and tail falling from the back of the clothes were so cute, he couldn't help but take a second look.

"That's their overalls," Brad, who was standing beside him, noticed and joked with a smile, "It's cute, that's the selling point of that bar."

Perhaps it was because today was Wednesday and there was no class in the afternoon. Brad's friends and classmates all came. There were about five or six of them. A few of them seemed to be fairly quiet, and none of them were particularly noisy.There was even a flower grower among them, but he was also dressed in an indescribable way.

Just looking at their weird hairstyles and clothes, Bolivar felt his head was getting bigger.

He doesn't quite know what the fashion is at this time, it's probably jeans, hippie style, and some people's clothes are full of pockets and holes, and they also grab a lot of rivets and metal accessories...

It's not at all like the hard-working programmers in plaid shirts in his impression.

Although she said that she wanted to kill her boss severely, Rachel didn't go to any western food restaurant or pizza place, but pulled the team to the entrance of the club very knowledgeably.

This is a bar near the school, which is relatively safe, and most of the people who come and go are students.But it is not ruled out that some people come here specifically to catch schoolgirls.

Bolivar glanced at the sign, which was marked with the words KittyBar with pink hearts and blue waves, and a more fluffy and cute cat tail hanging underneath.

"..."

It can be seen that this store is really very popular.

After simply ordering some burgers, fried chicken or French fries and cakes, Rachel began to order various concoctions along the menu.

At the beginning, everyone was still a little cautious, but after each of them had three or four cups, they became active.

The surrounding environment was dim, and it was clearly daytime, but the curtains were drawn, and the room was particularly 'atmospheric', with colorful ceiling lights rotating and changing, and some people dancing wildly on the dance floor.Bolivar felt a strong sense of incompatibility. He looked at the crowd around him. They were holding a wine glass and talking to each other in twos and threes. The music was loud and annoying...

Perhaps because of their personalities, everyone is still relatively reserved, unwilling to end and stay in their seats.

On the way, Brad called the student of the florist, and the two said they would go to the second floor to try something different.

"The bartenders on the first floor and the second floor of this hotel are different." Brad explained, "I heard from my roommate that the bartenders on the second floor were replaced a few days ago, and their skills are very good."

The two walked upstairs on wooden steps. The upstairs was much quieter than the downstairs, and there were only three guests.A bartender with light brown hair stood behind the counter, smiling and nodding at the two men who came up.Another waiter was cleaning the black marks on the wall.

"You two, what would you like to drink?"

Brad glanced at a man and two women sitting next to him on the bar. What seemed to be a margarita in the other's glass?

"I want a whiskey and coke." Brad said.

"same."

As soon as he and his companion sat down, he saw the fat girl in the trio on the other side stand up, picked up her backpack, and said to the tall African-American man, "I'm going to buy some other snacks. Chicken and chips, it's boring. What do you want?"

"Okay, bring me a cheese slice."

Another thinner girl in a pink dress followed suit, "I want a piece of black bread."

"The one on the corner, right?"

"Thanks, Jenny."

"Thanks, dear!"

The woman named Jenny came downstairs.At this time, the broadcast sound of the campus station came from the radio.

"The following is a piece of good news!! The results of the varsity football game, the MaSheng University team against the Berkeley University team..."

Bolivar, who was drinking downstairs, was getting impatient.He heard the computer engineering guy next to him chatting up another girl who was studying mathematics. That girl seemed to be of Asian descent, and her major seemed to be graph theory.

"Hey, I know, the sixteen-fan shape designed by the computer drum..." The little brother from the Three Kingdoms said some binary, color problems, blah blah blah.

What's wrong with this?

Bolivar continued to listen.

Obviously, the girl understood and was very interested: "You mean the distribution of fan-shaped insulators and semiconductors, constructing a binary cyclic sequence..."

Both of them were very happy, and began to retell the previous process very intensely, and even several other students around were also attracted.The remaining Bolivar was weak and helpless.

I'm really sorry, I'm a liberal arts student, so I don't understand what you're talking about.

"You mispronounced the name, it's Dibo Fiuntu!" Rila seemed to be drinking too much, her face was blushing, her uniform jacket was lost somewhere, she was only wearing a silk shirt, and the cuffs were unbuttoned And the neckline, slapping the table wildly, "Hahahahaha! Dibo Lun! Bodi Lun!"

"Hey donkey!" Rilla laughed loudly, she didn't know what she was talking about anymore, she stood unsteadily on the chair, and she slapped everyone who tried to hold her back several times.

"You are the one who is drunk..."

Bolivar pressed the center of his eyebrows, his temples throbbed, and he went to the bathroom to wash his face.

The bathroom is located on the rightmost side of the first floor. When he walked forward and turned the corner, he frowned slightly. He inexplicably heard strange movements next door, as if someone was arguing quietly.

A right turn is a bar, and a left turn is a curve leading to a storage room where customers stop, and several people stay in the corridor between the storage room and the bathroom.

"I, I really don't have that much money."

"... No, I can't move things in the laboratory!"

"What are you going to do! Let go!"

"Ah-"

It seemed to be a woman's scream, but it was covered by the roar of music outside, so if you didn't listen carefully, you couldn't hear it at all.

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