Coming out of the police station, the six people were in a mess on the road in the wind.
The most important thing for them now is to return to the hospital, which is where they started the mission, and only there can find the main mission line.
However, when they passed by a noodle shop, all 6 people were attracted by the noodle fragrance inside.
The food at the police station was so ordinary that they didn't eat much.
"Let's go in and have a bowl of noodles." Xia Jin suggested.
An Wen nodded frantically beside her, and said, "Eating is the biggest thing in the world. Only by eating can you complete the task better."
After speaking, Xia Jin and Xia Jin had already entered the noodle shop, and the other four followed.
This shop is an authentic Hunan noodle restaurant. There is no shop in Xiangcheng that does not have chili peppers.
A few people felt uncomfortable when they saw the pepper, so they only ordered lighter noodles.
"Absolutely don't put chili peppers." Zhang He said.
The aunt who ordered the dishes looked at Zhang He with a very puzzled look when she heard his words, as if she was expressing with her eyes: If you don't eat chili, your life will really lose a lot of fun.
As soon as the aunt left, everyone laughed, Xia Jin laughed especially loudly, patted Zhang He on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Brother He, I will help you get back your lost happiness."
Zhang He remembered how An Wen and the others looked this morning, and gestured to let her go.
When the noodles came, the 6 people enjoyed the noodles very much, chatting and laughing while eating.
"Auntie, you don't have many customers here." Ye Xiaoxing said.
The lady proprietress of the restaurant was sitting at the table next to them talking to them, and when she heard Ye Xiaoxing's words, she smiled and said, "I have a lot of customers during the day, eh..." The lady proprietress looked at Xia Jin trying to remember something.
"You look like a leading actor in a TV drama, this one..." The proprietress took out her phone and clicked on the video app to show Xia Jin the cached video.
That was the TV series that Xia Jin was currently broadcasting.
Zhang He smiled and said, "This is him."
The proprietress was stunned, then patted her thigh, and asked, "I said, why are so many people holding up their cameras, are you all celebrities?"
Cheng Hanwen nodded and said, "Miss Boss, we are recording a program. Have you watched "Burning Youth"?"
The proprietress thought for a while and shook her head, and said, "I only watch TV dramas, but I can also sing songs from that TV drama."
As she spoke, the proprietress began to sing intoxicatedly, the tune no longer mattered.
Xia Jin sang along, at this time the boss played the song, and then the noodle shop became a karaoke scene.
The singing became more and more exciting. The proprietress was very happy when she heard that the meeting would be on TV, so she hung a rest sign outside the door, and then moved the tables and chairs to the two sides, creating a large open space.
Zhang He and Liu Huahao started the old song special, the boss and the proprietress also sang along, and the younger ones completely became backup dancers.
Xia Jin and An Wen danced awkwardly. Xia Jin changed her style of earthy dancing in front of the camera and started to go to the enchanting side. Taking the way of girls makes girls have nowhere to go.
Not to be outdone, An Wen danced in a sexy style, and the two flirted with each other. In the end, An Wen brushed her hair and pulled Xia Jin who was still twisting beside her, and then pressed against the wall, wall dong.
Putting her slender fingers by her red lips, An Wen said with a smirk, "Good boy."
Xia Jin looked at An Wen and said seriously, "You should cut your fingernails, aren't you afraid of bacteria?"
An Wen broke her power in an instant and looked at her nails.
The rest of the people all laughed, and the proprietress came over with hatred for being weak, and said, "It's hard for you to find a girlfriend like this."
As soon as these words came out, the audience burst into laughter again.