"What is rice wine? The foreigners said that they were confused. " Roland said sincerely.
Mo Jincheng said nothing, but his eyes were full of questioning.
Both of them looked at Fang Yuan, meaning to let her go on.
Fang Yuan said the pressure is high. Please sit down and listen to the little girl.
"This rice wine is a kind of low alcohol wine in Shaoxing. It's good to drink. It's suitable for all ages. Basically, I drink one bottle every day when I eat. Of course, it's in China. This kind of wine can't get drunk and it's very soft." Fang Yuan poured a cup for Roland, then poured a cup for her husband, and put both cups in front of them.
Mo Jincheng picked up the glass and looked at the yellowish liquid in it. He frowned and said, "I know this kind of wine. It's called Huadiao..."
Fang Yuan said that she was speechless. She didn't know and didn't want to know. Anyway, she called it Laojiu or bibimbap liquor.
"Huadiao is very good. It's a kind of medicinal wine. Well, you can have a drink..." Mo Jincheng didn't dislike this kind of wine at that time. After sipping it, he drank it all directly. Then he handed it to his wife and continued: "pour me another cup."
Roland adds a piece of fish and loosens it into his mouth. Seeing Mo Jincheng's expression, he looks at the old wine in front of him curiously.
Maybe it's really good.
doings of ghosts and gods, and then wrinkles his brows. He is so surprised that Baijiu feels so strange. After drinking, he can only feel a bit of bitterness, and will not feel hot, unlike ordinary red wine or liquor.
Roland took a sip, frowned and drank all the wine. After drinking it, she smashed her mouth and nodded, "it's amazing that I didn't feel any discomfort after drinking this wine, unlike me and other kinds of wine."
Fang Yuan nodded, stood up, and gave Roland full.
Mo Jincheng frowns and does it there. He's not afraid of embarrassment when he sits silent.
Fang Yuan didn't pay attention to the only man on the table.
There he began to talk to Roland.
"Roland, I heard that there are many musicians in Sweden. No matter before or now, your Swedish musicians are as famous as our country's poets." Fang Yuan said excitedly.
At the mention of the word "musician", Roland was very excited. She stood up and said with a smile, "yes, there are many musicians in our country. You are like those classical musicians before, and now avicii, this kind of electronic music producer."
Fang Yuan suddenly sighed coldly: "avicii's songs, which I often listen to, seem to spread the news of her depression and suicide these days. I feel very sad. His songs are very sunny. I didn't expect that he had depression in his heart."
Roland sighed: "it's like the clowns in the circus. Those clowns stay in the spotlight and show their innocent smile. Behind them, they face themselves in the mirror and paint themselves. What expressions can they make People who often sing plain songs are prone to depression, while those who sing more mournful songs are not
Fang Yuan nodded and thought it was true.
They talked a lot, from avicii to electronic music, from electronic music to Xu Mengyuan, from Xu Mengyuan to plagiarism, from plagiarism to Tencent, from Tencent to QQ.
Talk about everything.
Mo Jincheng is stupid beside him. The scope of these two women's conversation is too wide.
For a while, Fang Yuan complains that QQ members are too expensive, and Netease cloud music members are too expensive. For a while, Roland has some sad mourning avicii to talk about all kinds of electronic music.
Chatting and chatting, there was no old wine in their bottle. Some of them slightly drunk raised their heads, went to the counter and took two pots of old wine.
On the way, Fang Yuan praised Roland all the time, because she felt that some of the things she talked about were gossip, or what kind of TV series and movies the star made, how much money she made, and which female star she formed with? Or Tencent, plagiarism, Xu Mengyuan and so on.
Roland is just like a wise man. He talks about the viaduct in Tokyo and the peak of Everest. This time, he also talks about electronic music and Ellen walker.
Mo Jincheng's face didn't move, but his ears were erect. He listened to the two chatting happily.
Well, the overbearing president can't save face.
Chatting and chatting, Fang Yuan also saw the thinking expression on the face of the overbearing president next to him and gave a smile.
"Roland, you are so knowledgeable. You are very smart." Fang Yuan exclaimed.Roland smiles and nods implicitly: "in fact, these things are nothing. If you want to enter the pit, I can recommend you some geography books or magazines about electronic music. There are many in our country!"
Fang Yuan doesn't like boring geography or anything. The only movie about geography he likes to watch in his life is a documentary, "China's first season on the tip of the tongue.".
She likes electronic music very much. It's dynamic and refreshing!
"Well, you are so kind, Roland!" Fang Yuan's face bloomed a sweet smile, revealing a dimple.
Roland looked at Fang Yuan and said, "you are also kind."
Two people's estrangement in the three pots of old wine into a once joke.
We became the best friends, Fang Yuan spared no effort to introduce Roland to her husband.
"Well, after my husband, I will officially announce that this is my wife!" Fang Yuan said drunk.
"Well, I'm her wife She's not yours, she's mine... " Roland is drunk, too.
Mo Jincheng is speechless.
"What's wrong with Roland? She's beautiful, has a good figure, knows all the time and all the world, understands history, and knows my favorite electronic music! You say it, Roland Fang Yuan said holding Roland's shoulder.
Little Roland is holding a bottle of old wine in her hand. She squints at Mo Jincheng drunkenly.
"What do you think, Jincheng..." Roland thought.
Mo Jincheng frowned and said coldly, "if you think she's good, you can marry her directly..."