Lin Chengbu always thought that when Yuan Wu came back this time, Jiang Chengyu was just preparing a pre-promotion to bring Yuan Wu's fans back.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Chengyu made a comeback performance like a concert, and appeared dazzling with suspense. The lights and the band all cooperated.
He hadn't heard Yuan Wu mention it before, and it seemed that Yuan Wu didn't know the specific arrangements for this evening. When the lights flashed a few times, he narrowed his eyes as if startled.
But handsome.
Still so handsome.
Whether it's squinting eyes, or random movements...
Yuan Wu still has quite a few fans, both male and female. At this moment, they are all facing the direction of the bar, watching in trance, applauding and cheering from time to time. Lin Chengbu can very well understand how these people are being swayed by his eyes and actions. All the reactions involved.
After all, he has been one of these people from the past to the present.
But holding a light stick with such a thick light stick... Lin Chengbu looked around, only himself.
But he doesn't care anymore. He was the only one who used to hold a DSLR for one night. In terms of fans, he has been making great strides, leading the trend, and this is the only occasion where he doesn't care about other people's eyes.
More importantly, when he was waving the light stick, he found that Yuan Wu's eyes fell over everyone's heads.
"Ouch—" Lin Chengbu called out, swinging his arms above his head back and forth, trying to expand the area of light from the glow stick as much as possible.
Yuan Wu's eyes stayed on his face for two seconds, then moved away and returned to his hands.
Lin Chengbu didn't care that this glance was short-lived, as long as Yuan Wu saw him anyway.
"Ow-wow-" he called out again.
Before Yuan Wu said that he had given birth by hand, he was a little unsure, but looking at his state now, Lin Chengbu felt that he had recovered, and it was no different from before.
Or even sexier than before.
Yes, very sexy.
Yuanwu has a lot of bartending work, but what makes him attractive is not in the work, but in the fact that he can make every movement so casual and unrestrained, as if those bottles and cups are part of his body.
Several times, Lin Chengbu thought the bottle was about to go away, but it returned to his palm between his hands.
Yuan Wu's opening time should not be long. According to Lin Chengbu's experience, he can probably go forward. He is going to put his face in front of Yuan Wu and ask Yuan Wu to give him this glass of wine.
Lin Chengbu's profound experience was still very useful. Sure enough, when he walked across the table to the bar, Yuan Wu suddenly raised his hand.
The band's music also stopped at this moment.
Then he heard Yuan Wu snap his fingers, and a small group of flames sprang up at his fingertips.
There were screams and whistles all around the bar.
After the music continued, Yuan Wu smashed a cup on the bar, and used his fiery fingertips to go around the mouth of the cup, and a small circle of blue flames flashed out.
He poured the prepared wine from the bottle into it.
That's it!
Lin Chengbu didn't know if Yuan Wu saw him, so he quickly pulled away the people around the bar, planning to wait until everyone came back to their senses...
But just as he stretched out his hand, one hand grabbed the cup one step ahead of him, covered it with the palm of his hand, and took a sip after extinguishing the flame.
"Fuck me?" Lin Chengbu felt that he had been hit hard. When he saw his face clearly through this mouth, he was completely shocked, "Changyu?"
"Huh?" Chang Yu heard his voice, turned his head, and was stunned, "Brother Lin?"
"You're finished!" Lin Chengbu glared at him and said through gritted teeth, "You're finished, kid, you're finished tonight."
Chang Yu looked at the ham light stick in his hand, and immediately reacted, handing over the wine in his hand: "Here."
"What are you doing for me?" Lin Chengbu said.
Take a sip and give it back to me, believe it or not, I will smoke you!
"Don't you want it?" Chang Yu glanced at the ham sausage in his hand again.
"No," Lin Chengbu tucked the ham sausage back into his trouser pocket, and asked a little angrily, "what are you running here to squeeze?"
"I've been waiting for several days," Chang Yu raised his glass, "I was supposed to work overtime tonight, but I changed it with someone else."
Lin Chengbu stared at him for a while, unable to tell what he felt, and it was not good to tell an ordinary fan directly that you drank my wine and I hated you, and I couldn't be too rude...
I could only say something out of nowhere: "Is that your boyfriend?"
Chang Yu was stunned for a while, then turned to look at table number seven: "Oh, no, just ordinary friends."
Next, Lin Chengbu didn't know what to say. He and Chang looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, but when he saw the cup in his hand, he really wanted to pounce on him and strip him away and throw it to Jiang Chengyu. go.
"Small steps." Yuan Wu's voice came over.
The voice covered in the mask was very low, almost completely submerged in the noise of talking, laughter and music, but Lin Chengbu still heard it. He felt that with his sensitivity to Yuan Wu, he would be deaf one day. can hear.
He quickly dropped Chang Yu and turned his head.
There was a row of cups on the bar, which were filled with rainbow wine that had already been prepared. Yuan Wuzheng took a bar spoon and poured the last layer slowly into the last cup.
Lin Chengbu immediately put his dissatisfaction with Chang Yu aside, and watched Yuan Wu's actions with some enjoyment.
Da Qi pushed the other glasses of prepared wine in front of the guests, and Lin Chengbu only noticed at this moment that Yuan Wu's glass was not the same color as the others.
This cup is not a rainbow wine, it has few layers, only two layers, and the color is... weird, one layer is dark green and the other is brown.
Especially when Yuan Wu added a thick layer of cream to the mouth of the cup at the end, Lin Chengbu didn't even know what to call this cup.
Yuan Wu slowly pushed the cup in front of him and inserted a straw into it, his voice still very low: "Your special tone."
"What?" Lin Chengbu was stunned, "Special tone?"
"Well," Yuan Wu looked at him, "I promise it's delicious, let's try it."
It took Lin Chengbu a long time to come back to his senses, and when he took the cup in his hand, he trembled a little.
This is a special cup.
Yuan Wu specially gave him a special tune.
Said to be delicious.
Seriously, it's a cup of shit... He can probably pinch his nose and drink it.
Staring at the thick cream at the mouth of the cup for a while, when I looked up again, I found that Yuan Wu was no longer behind the bar.
He quickly took the cup and squeezed over to Jiang Chengyu's table.
Yuanwu's performance is very short, usually several times a night, and the time together is not as long as the time he spends drinking in the corner.
"What about my special tune?" Jiang Chengyu turned around and asked Yuan Wu, who had just sat down, when he saw him coming.
"Tomorrow." Yuan Wu said.
"Do you have a special limited edition?" Jiang Chengyu smiled, "I made it for him and it's gone?"
"Hands are born," Yuan Wu moved his wrists, "I feel like an unoiled robot today."
"I don't think so," Lin Chengbu sat down, "I think it's so handsome, it's no problem to blow up this street."
"That's right." Jiang Chengyu nodded.
"Drink?" Yuan Wu turned his head and asked.
"I... I'm a little reluctant to drink." Lin Chengbu looked at the glass and turned it around twice.
"Drink it," Yuan Wu took a sip of the wine Jiang Chengyu poured for him, "just drink it like you usually drink milk tea, and put the straw at the junction."
"Yeah." Lin Chengbu smiled, took out the straw and leaned over to take a sip.
He tasted the creamy taste in one bite. Of course, he could tell even if he didn't taste it. The brown layer under the thick cream was cocoa at first impression. A very light tea fragrance.
Lin Chengbu was surprised that these two flavors could mix together to create a very attractive feeling. He inserted the straw a little bit down and tasted the dark green one underneath.
"Mint?" He looked at Yuan Wu, but quickly shook his head again, "No no, just a little mint... Menthol? Not all... much darker..."
"Are you annoying?" Yuan Wu said.
"It's not annoying." Lin Chengbu smiled. This special blend was delicious. Although he couldn't taste what was added, it was delicious.
"Is it still the old time in the future?" Jiang Chengyu looked behind Lin Chengbu.
"Yeah." Yuan Wu responded.
"Hey," Jiang Chengyu stretched, "I feel really good today, I finally got you back."
"I think this is not bad," Yuan Wu glanced at the bartender who was busy at the bar, "a little familiar... Is that the one you used to do at Lao Tang?"
"Your memory is still good," Jiang Chengyu patted him on the shoulder, "I thought your memory must have dropped by a few percent in the past two years, but you still remember him?"
Yuan Wu did not speak.
"These people are all good," Jiang Chengyu said, "but this kind of thing depends not only on skills, skills can be practiced, aura can't be practiced, temperament can't be practiced, everyone has their own style, yours is special Obviously, and it's especially good for the appetite, so you have to."
"Those who didn't know thought you were proposing to me." Yuan Wu said.
Jiang Chengyu laughed: "Don't be like this, I just gave up handsome Lin..."
"Oh yes," Lin Chengbu took the straw out of his mouth, "Just your new target, fuck, just grab my wine!"
"New target?" Yuan Wu glanced at him.
"Well," Lin Chengbu thought and smiled again, "the one you met in the hospital last time, you know, your fan."
"Changyu?" Yuan Wu glanced at Jiang Chengyu in surprise.
"It's not a new target," Jiang Chengyu lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. "This is because he didn't clean up the first time, and he ran away when he wanted to clean up the second time."
Yuan Wu didn't say anything, just smiled.
Jiang Chengyu was about to speak when he suddenly stopped his voice and stood up.
Lin Chengbu turned his head and glanced, and a waiter made a gesture to Jiang Chengyu a few steps away from them.
"You two drink slowly." Jiang Chengyu scratched Yuan Wu's shoulder, took the coat that he had thrown aside, and walked over to the corridor.
Lin Chengbu glanced at table number seven again, and sure enough, Chang Yu was no longer there.
"Twice in a while?" Lin Chengbu took a sip of cream.
"Well," Yuan Wu lit a cigarette and picked up the cigarette case when Lin Chengbu stretched out his hand, "Are you cured?"
"Good morning," Lin Chengbu said, "it's so good, where do you look at me like I'm still sick..."
"Where did it come from?" Yuan Wu glanced at his leg, "I can tell from here that it is not only sick, but also very sick."
Lin Chengbu lowered his head, saw his glowing right thigh, and quickly took out the light stick in his pocket and threw it on the sofa: "Damn, I almost forgot... This is given to me by Jiang Chengyu, crazy."
"I see that you swing very vigorously." Yuan Wu smiled.
"...Really?" Lin Chengbu felt a little embarrassed, "I didn't want to use it, but I couldn't control it... Did you see me?"
"Well," Yuan Wu nodded, "It's hard not to see, it's shaking like a propeller, and it will take off in a few minutes."
Lin Chengbu laughed: "Hey, I didn't think it at the time, but now it's a bit embarrassing to think about it, and those little girls aren't like that."
Yuan Wu did not speak, but patted him on the face.
In the next Yuan Wu's performance, Lin Chengbu didn't squeeze in front of the bar to watch it, but just sat at the table and looked over there from the gap between the green plants.
This table is quite far from the bar, but until today, Lin Chengbu didn't realize why Yuan Wu always likes to sit here alone.
In this corner surrounded by green plants, there is a strange sense of security in this environment where lights and figures are interlaced and musicians are noisy.
No one can see here, but the people sitting here can see the whole hall from the gaps and see people laughing or crying in various light spots.
A strong sense of security wrapped in loneliness.
Lin Chengbu took the cup and looked at the thick cream.
He drank the bottom two layers, but the cream was never willing to gulp down.
And not just because he likes creaminess.
But he didn't expect Yuan Wu to put his favorite flavor into the special tune so carefully.
He didn't know that this was something Yuan Wu had thought about before, or if he had done it for others before, but in such a state, Yuan Wu's carefulness made him unable to recover for a long time.
He didn't dare to think too much about some things, he would be disappointed if he thought too much.
But Yuan Wu still gave him a little hope, even if it was just a thick layer of cream.
Yuan Wu's comeback today was very successful. At about 12 o'clock, he ended today's performance with his iconic move. When the cup was smashed on the bar, he said, "Good night."
Then he left the bar amidst the screaming good night response, Lin Chengbu finally drank the last sip of cream in the glass, then got up and walked over to the corridor.
After Yuanwu is over, people usually leave directly, and they will not stay for a second.
Lin Chengbu always thought this was a cool habit, like if he was done working in the back kitchen, he would definitely not leave so simply, pack up, sum up today's dishes, smoke a cigarette, and chat with colleagues...
So he doesn't have a fanboy.
"You take me back, right?" Lin Chengbu followed behind him and walked towards the back door.
"Huh?" Yuan Wu looked back at him, "You didn't drive?"
"I've been drinking," Lin Chengbu said, "don't say you didn't put wine in your special mix."
"There is wine," Yuan Wu said, "then will you come to pick it up tomorrow in the car?"
"Well, anyway, I parked in Jiang Chengyu's parking space," Lin Chengbu said, "he may have wandered off at the moment, and he may not be able to come back tomorrow."
"With Changyu?" Yuan Wu smiled.
"It should be," Lin Chengbu clicked his tongue, "It's the first time I've seen him compete with people like this."
"That child is not bad." Yuan Wu said.
"Who?" Lin Chengbu turned his head abruptly, the scene of Chang Yu grabbing his glass of wine reappeared, and he immediately raised his voice, "Who do you think is good!"
"Lin Xiaohua." Yuan Wu answered quickly.
"...Can you be serious when you praise me?" Lin Chengbu was stunned and sighed.
"Lin Cheng step by step." Yuan Wu said.
Lin Chengbu smiled: "If you are so sensible, I won't care about you."
When getting into the car, Lin Chengbu knocked on the car bucket: "Hey, Yuan Wu, let me ask you."
"Ask directly." Yuan Wu put on his helmet and started the car.
"If I didn't drink, I told you to send it to me, would you send it?" Lin Chengbu asked.
Yuan Wu glanced at him: "Yes, I'm afraid you are too excited and fall into the pit halfway."
Lin Chengbu stretched out his legs and smiled without saying a word.
In the current weather, sitting on Yuan Wu’s shoulder can be tolerated. In the past, when Yuan Wu came out at night in winter, he usually drove a small car, and he was a pure pretending thing like a shoulder when the temperature and sunshine were sufficient. just opened.
But the car was sold before he disappeared.
"What kind of car are you driving when it's colder?" Lin Chengbu asked while sitting in the car.
"Take a taxi," Yuan Wu said, "or buy a cheap one."
"Save it a bit, I don't think you have much money left because you have only been out and in for the past two years," Lin Chengbu thought for a while, "I can send it to you."
Yuan Wu glanced at him, smiled and said nothing.
"I can send it to you." Lin Chengbu repeated again.
"I heard." Yuan Wu said.
"I heard the answer." Lin Chengbu said.
"Okay." Yuan Wu replied.
"But sometimes if you bump into me and happen to go to work, you can take a taxi and I can pick you up at night." Lin Chengbu said again.
"Yeah." Yuan Wu responded.
"Why do you cooperate so well?" Lin Chengbu couldn't help but ask, "This is not your style."
"What is my style?" Yuan Wu glanced at him.
"No, no, no," Lin Chengbu twitched his fingers, "Also, are you bothered? Shut up? Go away."
"Hey." Yuan Wu sighed.
This is indeed his style, or the way he is accustomed to speaking, with people who are not familiar with or know well, or who have no attitude.
But this is Lin Chengbu. For him, there are some people who are not easy to classify.
The moment he saw Lin Chengbu waving the big light stick like a lunatic, he felt a sudden softening in his heart.
He couldn't tell, as if facing Lin Chengbu, he didn't have any impatience or the urge to get angry.
Everything this person has done for you, there is no other person in this world who can do it, even if it is for himself, he cannot do it to such an extent.
"Don't you go back today?" Lin Chengbu suddenly said while sitting beside him.
"Huh?" Yuan Wu tilted his head.
"Look ahead," Lin Chengbu pointed to the road ahead, "I mean, it's too late today, don't go back, just get up tomorrow and I'll make you a delicious breakfast."
"Oh." Yuan Wu responded.
"Oh, do you agree or disagree?" Lin Chengbu looked at him.
He looked ahead: "Agree."
Lin Chengbu smiled, then sighed after thinking about it: "Can you be a little bit more emotional?"
"Okay!" Yuan Wu shouted, and suddenly let go of the handlebar and waved it over his head, "Okay! It's great—"
"Fuck!" Lin Chengbu quickly reached out to hold the handlebars, "Drive well! What's wrong!"
"I'm not cooperating with you." Yuan Wu said.
"Why are you so eager to cooperate with this thing!" Lin Chengbu tutted, and after a while he lowered his voice, "What are you...you can cooperate in a while..."