The Perfume River runs through the entire city of Perfume. In the summer, everyone always likes to walk along the river bank. When they are tired from walking, they come to the food stalls by the river to drink two glasses of mixed beer.
A red Beetle drove to a stop near the riverside food stall, and a man and a woman stepped out.
The woman is mature and charming, while the man is young and handsome.
Yes, this man and woman are Song Yan and Su Meier.
Before entering the food stall, a young man in his twenties or fives with a simple and honest appearance took the initiative to greet him and said enthusiastically: "Sister Su, you are here, please come in quickly."
"Dayong is so handsome again. Have you caught up with a girl? If not, Sister Su will introduce you to one. All the waiters in my store are very beautiful. Are you tempted?" Su Meier chuckled. He responded with a hint of teasing in his tone.
Dayong's old face turned red: "Sister Su, please stop teasing me. How can a girl in the city fall in love with a country boy like me?"
"It's wrong of you to say that. No matter rural people or city people, they all have one nose and one mouth. How can city people have an extra mouth? So, if you have a girl you like, feel free to pursue her. Sister Su supports you." As she spoke, Su Meier patted Dayong on the shoulder to show encouragement.
"Thank you, Sister Su." Dayong's eyes flashed with gratitude.
"Dayong, what are you doing here? Hurry up and arrange a seat for Miss Su." A middle-aged man in an apron came up, scolded Dayong first, and then said to Su Meier with a smile on his face: " Miss Su, are you still following the old rules?"
"Yes, it's the same old rule, but you have to have double portions." Su Meier said with a smile.
Under Dayong's arrangement, Song Yan and Su Meier sat down at a table near the river, and the sound of gurgling water could be heard from time to time.
"Is Sister Su a regular visitor here?" Song Yan asked.
"Yes, when I feel depressed, I always like to come here to drink and eat." Su Meier said with a sigh, with a bit of sadness on her brows.
At this moment, Dayong came over with a bucket of beer in one hand.
"Sister Su, the wine is here."
The alcohol content of mixed beer is lower than that of beer, and one barrel is equivalent to about two bottles of beer.
Su Meier took the beer from Dayong, handed it to Song Yan, and said, "I usually come alone and don't dare to drink to the fullest. Today, with you here, I must drink enough."
Hearing this, Song Yan was slightly surprised. He didn't expect Su Meier to trust him so much.
Maybe Su Mei'er saw through his thoughts and said with a smile: "I trust you because you are still a little kid."
Song Yan: "..."
Soon, Dayong served another plate of edamame and a portion of braised food.
"Come on, Song Yan, let's have a drink." Su Meier raised her cup proudly and said.
"good."
Song Yan raised his glass and clinked it with Su Meier, making a crisp impact sound.
After clinking the glasses, Su Meier put the glass to her mouth, drank it all in one breath, and looked at Song Yan.
Not to be outdone, Song Yan also raised his cup and drank it in one gulp.
The two of them went back and forth and quickly finished their respective buckets of mixed beer, so Su Meier called Dayong to bring two more buckets. At the same time, a piece of exploding crayfish and a piece of spicy escargot were also served on the table.
"The crayfish and snails here are cooked very authentically. Come and try it." Su Meier couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, pick up a crayfish and peel the shell while urging Song Yan to use the chopsticks.
Song Yan also loves food.
Next, the two of them ate vegetables and drank wine. Unknowingly, each of them drank two barrels of mixed beer.
"Dayong, two more barrels of beer." Su Meier shouted loudly.
Soon, Dayong sent two more barrels of mixed beer. Song Yan looked at Su Meier, who was slightly drunk, and said, "Sister Su, how about we leave after drinking these two barrels?"
"No, I haven't drunk enough yet!" Suddenly, Su Meier stood up and smiled at Song Yan: "I'll go to the bathroom first, and I'll continue drinking when I come back."
"Okay, I'll wait for you." Song Yan said. After Su Meier left, he shook his head secretly. She was using alcohol to anesthetize herself.
Taking a sip of mixed beer, Song Yan suddenly remembered that the TV station had already finished broadcasting the audition clips of the piano competition, so he brought up the system interface to see how much the fame value had increased.
This sight made him extremely happy, and his reputation value actually increased to 12047 points.
Originally, he thought it would be good to gain two to three thousand reputation points, but he didn't expect it to increase so much.
But think about it, it is reasonable to have such a huge increase in fame. Xiangcheng has a population of more than two million. Even if the ratings of Xiangcheng TV4 are low, tens of thousands of people will see his performance. It's really not that much that nearly ten thousand people can identify with him.
It is better to choose a day than to hit it.
Song Yan decided to conduct the lottery now.
With a thought in his mind, he poked his finger directly at the big word "Award" in the center of the lottery disc on the system interface.
The lottery pointer turned, and the reputation value immediately dropped by 10,000 points, leaving 2,047 points.
The lottery disc has seven grids of different colors, namely red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple.
After getting the ring system, Song Yan went through a total of five draws, winning two skills and three magical powers.
He did research on these five draws and found that the pointer stayed on the red grid four times and once on the orange grid, and the orange grid revealed the second-grade magical clairvoyance.
Therefore, he judged that the seven grids were arranged in red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. The skills or magical powers exploded from the red grid were the lowest, while the skills or magical powers exploded from the purple grid were the highest.
Watch the lottery pointer gradually slow down until it almost stops.
Suddenly, Song Yan's eyes suddenly widened because the pointer actually stopped at the edge of the purple grid.
"Don't go anymore, stop!"
he couldn't help shouting.
"Tick tock!"
But to his disappointment, the pointer took another step and landed on the orange grid.
Then, the four characters "Divine Light of Life" appeared on the orange grid.
"Whoosh!"
The four words melted and turned into a golden light that blended into the center of his eyebrows. Suddenly, he felt a sense of enlightenment in his heart.
Divine Light of Life: Second-grade advanced magical power, healing magical power. It has the function of curing all injuries and illnesses. It can be used three times a day.
After clearly understanding the effect of the divine light of life, Song Yan's depression about not drawing the purple grid suddenly disappeared. This is a very overbearing magical power. It can be said that this is a life-saving magical power that can cure all injuries and injuries. That is to say, as long as a person does not die, he can be healed with the divine light of life.
After collecting his thoughts, Song Yan called out the system elf Meow and asked: "How many reputation points are needed for the next draw?"
"88888 points."
"Damn it, why are you so exaggerated? It has suddenly increased by more than 8 times." Although Song Yan knew that his fame value would increase a lot, he still couldn't help but complain when he heard the number 88888.
At this moment, a cry of surprise sounded.
Hearing that the voice belonged to Su Meier, Song Yan quickly closed the system interface and turned around, just in time to see Su Meier slap a young man in the face who was shirtless and had a tiger tattooed on his back. (To be continued)