House Dad’s Literary Life

Murphy looked at Yang Lan like this and saw that Yang Lan had some hair.

"That, they just misunderstood because of the signboard..." Yang Lan wanted to explain.

However, Murphy shook his head.

"It's really a misunderstanding." Yang Lan argued that his heart was playing drums, and he was already thinking about secretly if Murphy continued to ask questions, whether or not to admit it.

Anyway, the front was almost paved, and I also thought about the rhetoric, but he wanted to wait for Murphy to say the album after it was out, so that she had no burden in her heart.

However, Murphy shook his head and said: "I know that you are not a Muzi, this is not clear!"

Uh……

She went on, and looked at Yang Lan’s eyes and said, "I have only discovered that there are many girls who come to your store to buy coffee!"

It may be because the school is approaching school, the coffee shop has come several guests today, and the proportion of girls is obviously crushing the proportion of boys. Moreover, they are basically young and beautiful girls.

Yang Wei heard the words, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be a discussion of the gender of customers! Scared to death!

"The girls are very normal. This is Jiangcheng Communication University. The famous male-female ratio is out of balance. Except for some science-type colleges, there are basically more girls than boys, especially art students. It is said that girls are amazing than boys. 4:1!" Yang said with a smile.

Who wants to talk to him about the ratio of men and women!

Murphy didn't look at him with a sigh of relief. He didn't want to talk to him, but he was still a bit unwilling.

"You won't sell cappuccino to them in the future!" Murphy snorted and said, "There is no cappuccino in the menu!"

Cappuccino is a kind of coffee drinking method, but the world does not call coffee mixed with espresso and steamed milk, foam milk called cappuccino, and Murphy listens to Yang Lan that he said his flower coffee. It is cappuccino, so I thought that this heart-shaped scented coffee is cappuccino...

“I only sell the original handmade coffee here.” Yang Lan reminded Murphy, “But why do you say that there is no cappuccino in the menu? I still want to buy a milk foam machine. There may be guests who want this type of coffee."

"Not allowed to sell!" Murphy looked at him with enthusiasm. "You can only sell your original coffee. You must know how to refuse, you know?"

Yang Xiao smiled and said: "Well, I also want to stick to the principle."

Murphy is almost amused by this guy who doesn't adjust, but she still has some intentions: "In the future, I can only give me a cappuccino, do you know?"

"Yes, next time I can try a new shape!" Yang said with great enthusiasm, "There are many ways to play, such as making a leaf shape and making a palm tree..."

"I want you to give me the kind of heart that day, heart-shaped!" Murphy grinned, and he was mad.

Yang took a moment and looked at Murphy. Only then did they understand what they were talking about!

......

In the capital city, the barbecue stalls in the village of Guoran, Guo Ziyi is eating and drinking with the brothers of the North drift.

"Xiao Guo, I will pay tribute to you!" A rural brother who was not tall and stuffed, stood up and said with a red wine glass. "Although you are younger than me, I think I should call you." Teacher Guo, because I have learned a lot from you these days, and I have made great progress!"

"Hey, don't say this, we don't all learn from each other, do we improve each other?" Guo Ziyi quickly stood up with a wine glass and swayed.

This is his farewell feast. He will return to Jiangcheng tomorrow, and he will report the school soon. Guo Ziyi invited the brothers to have a good meal. After that, I don’t know when I will meet again. Therefore, Guo Ziyi also drank a few beers, and he was a little dizzy without any alcohol.

He said that his native Cantonese-speaking Mandarin said: "No, Teacher Guo, I have to thank you, not only have you learned a lot of things in you, but when you left, they lifted us and took us. Introduced to Da Binge and the director."

"These are all small things. I am also pushing the boat, can you seize the opportunity to fly, or you must look at your own efforts!" Guo Ziyi said.

"You haven't finished yet!" Several of the brethren began to squat. "This barbecue will be eaten by us if we don't eat it again!"

Xiaoxia stood up and raised the glass in a respectful manner. He said loudly: "I don't say much, I wish you a good future, and you are a good man!"

After that, Xiaxia looked up and finished the beer.

"Hey, call me Xiao Guo." Guo Ziyi cried, he was also unambiguous, and finished drinking beer with Xiaoxia.

......

At the same time, in a bar in the Jiangcheng Tingshan area, people are moving, young men and women are drinking, some are talking loudly, and of course there are people who dance in the middle of the dance.

"Sorry, let me let the trouble." Ding Xiang was squeezed in the crowd, and she was thin and she did not seem to rely on duckweed.

She is working part-time, a little sister introduced her to the work that can be done at the end of the day, and the bar opened at night, just to be able to stagger the welcome work with Mao Peifu.

Of course, Ding Xiang is not a beer girl here. She is black and thin, and her body is also flat. Even if she is to be a beer girl, it is estimated that she can’t do it...

She is holding a rag, a broom and a garbage shovel, shuttles through the corners of the bar, cleaning the bottles, cups, cigarette butts and other debris left by the guests leaving, and perhaps there is a small white appearing in the dark corners. The umbrella needs to be cleaned. Ding Xiang was a little shy at first, but later he was not used to it...

Yes, Ding Xiang is doing the work of the cleaners. The money will not be much, but she has secretly calculated that if she has worked hard for ten days, she should be able to earn the living expenses in September.

This work is not easy at all, mainly because it is often used in the crowd, which is very labor-intensive.

When tired, Ding Xiang will stop at the edge of the crowd and listen to the singing singers at the bar.

"...I have lost too many people. Today, I changed the victim and treated you with piety..."

On the stage is a little handsome boy, I heard that it is called Lin Muan, but because it is a Cantonese song, it is hard to resonate in the bar of Jiangcheng.

"Stupid boy... I want to find a beautiful beginning, I want you to see through this heart, but it is ironic to fall down, come and go, still can't tamper with God..." (Note 1)

In fact, Ding Xiang could not understand, but she felt that Lin Muan sang very well. His voice was as clean as his people, but with a sadness that was unstoppable, it was very infectious!

Such a boy is like a layer of fog, which is very attractive to girls!

Ding Xiang is no exception, she is also a girl after all!

But... just admired, Ding Xiang looked at his gloves inferiorly, or turned to work, and some guests left, there is a desk that needs her to clean up!

(Note 1: The lyrics of this song come from the reality of the Hong Kong city singer Zhou Bohao's "Stupid Boy" (pretend to exist in that world), friends who are interested in Cantonese songs can listen.)