Chapter 32

"Thirst for knowledge? What do you want to know? " Wang Yong's exclamation is not careful to be heard by Zhong Xin, and Zhong Xin asks suspiciously.

"Of course, I want to know if they are wearing them or not..." Wang Yong, who answered half a sentence, suddenly found that it was wrong and quickly shut up.

"Ha ha, I mean what dance steps they are shuttling in it." Chong Zhongxin smiles, Wang Yong explains quickly.

Zhong Xin stares at Wang Yong tightly, but he doesn't believe it.

"Mr. Wang Yong, I'm 16 years old and I have an ID card. Do you think I'm a kid? Don't you just want to see if they're wearing masks? I tell you, no! Tell you again, not only they don't, I don't either! "

Putong, Wang Yong only felt a trip under his feet and almost fell to the ground.

I'm a student, too unrestrained, right? This is not a girl's attitude. We must educate her well!

Just someone who is ready to educate Zhong Xin, but his eyes can't help glancing to Zhong Xin, as if to verify whether what Zhong Xin said is true.

But Zhong Xin didn't mean it at all. He immediately straightened out his chest and looked like Ren Juncai.

I'm afraid someone else would have jumped on it. It's a pity that Wang Yong can't, because he has an identity that must be strict with himself.

teacher.

"If we've had enough, we'll have a drink." Zhong's heart stood upright and said haughtily.

Indeed, this is far beyond the scale of peers and has proud capital.

Wang Yong shook his head without squinting: "who are you a teacher?"

And then he marched to the bar.

It's just the moment of shaking his head. How can Wang Yong's eyes be a little slanted?

"Two last kisses!" Zhong Xin followed Wang Yong and called to the bartender.

"It's too strong for you." Wang Yong frowned at the last kiss.

This is a spicy wine for men, 33 degrees is not too high but not too low. I'm afraid a girl will get drunk when she drinks.

Zhong Xingang wants to argue, but Wang Yong has knocked on the bar and talked to the bartender.

"Tom Collins? No, What about Blue Hawaii? either? Well, romantic Paris and Tequila Sunrise, right

Wang Yong said several cocktails suitable for girls, but the bartender shook his head.

"Sir, we are a dark Gothic themed bar. We seldom make soft drinks like you said. We've sold out today. Let's make it early tomorrow. But we have a new product. Why don't you try it? " The bartender pushed over a glass of wine with a strong pungent smell and said.

As soon as Wang Yong smelt it, he knew that the alcohol was very strong. The purpose behind recommending this kind of liquor to girls can be thought of by your toes.

"Not every girl comes to the bar to seek indulgence. The bar is synonymous with relaxation, not indulgence. If you do this, you will get into trouble one day. " Wang Yong took a deep look at the bartender and said.

The bartender shrugged and said, "it's just this kind of wine. You can drink it if you want, or change your home if you don't drink it."

This attitude, but let the heart of the clock on the side of the first can not help.

"What's your attitude? Believe it or not, I'll have someone tear down your bar! "

"Don't worry." Wang Yong reaches out his hand to stop Zhong Xin“ It's no use getting angry with a minion. He can't even do his job as a bartender. What kind of voice can such a person have in a bar? "

"Who do you say? Looking for trouble, isn't it The bartender was on fire.

Anyone who is questioned about his job will get angry. What's more, this bartender is the first bartender in the bar. In the eyes of both the boss and the customers, he has a lot of weight. That's why he's so proud.

"Say you." But Wang Yong did not give in, staring at the bartender, word by word.

"Old five, someone's making trouble..." the bartender just wanted to call the bar spectator, but he choked back at the last word.

Because he saw an incredible scene.

Wang Yong was pouring all kinds of alcoholic drinks with his mixing tools in his hand.

After pouring it in, shake it two times quickly, and suddenly throw the bottle out. You can see the bottle rolling continuously in the air, and the liquor rippling in the bottle.

When the bottle fell to a certain position, Wang Yong's left hand suddenly appeared at the mouth of the bottle. With a bang, the mouth of the bottle suddenly caught fire, like a fireworks.

Bottle with flame, such as falling meteor, in the night sky to draw a wonderful pattern.

Heart shaped.

"Wow, how handsome This scene immediately attracted countless girls screaming.

Dong, the bottle landed on the bar. Wang Yong flicked his finger on the bottle, and the bottle fell over, and the wine just poured into the glass.

Then Wang Yong with a smile, the glass to the bartender.

The bartender looked at the wine pushed by Wang Yong suspiciously. He just watched Wang Yong's performance, but he couldn't see what kind of wine Wang Yong used.

But look at the color, it's just normal.

Zombie! The bartender gave Wang Yong a definition in his heart, then took the glass and drank it.

Wine into the throat, the bartender was contemptuous expression suddenly changed. Eyes wide open, as if to taste something in general.

Gudong, the wine was swallowed by him. And the next second, the bartender's face changes.

It was as red as fire, as if a flame was burning out of his stomach, which made him feel pain and stimulation.

"Cough, cough, cough!" The bartender coughed so much that he couldn't stand his back.

While coughing, he yelled: "how can it be so cool! How could it be

And Wang Yong's reply came softly: "because it's called the monotov cocktail. It's a real * "

Yes, although the name of the monotov cocktail is wine, it is a nickname for *.

During the Soviet Finnish war, Soviet bombers used * to bomb Finnish cities and civilian targets. In the face of criticism from the international community, Molotov claimed that the Soviet aircraft did not drop *, but dropped bread on the Finnish people.

The Finnish army and people called the Soviet Union "Molotov bread basket" and the kind of "Molotov cocktail" they prepared to serve the Soviet tanks.

The monotov cocktail is famous all over the world.

In fact, Wang Yong doesn't really know how to mix wine. What Wang Yong will have is a kind of monotov cocktail. This is the man's liquor that foreign mercenaries love to make by themselves.

Wang Yong poured another glass of wine and threw a green plum into it.

"Here you are." Wang Yong picked up his glass and handed it to Zhong Xin.

The real strength of monotov cocktail is the first one. Under Wang Yong's deliberate control, the strength of the second one has been reduced a lot. Wang Yong added green plum and ice, greatly diluted the alcohol, but it was already suitable for Zhong Xin to drink.

Zhong Xin took the wine cup with a happy face and asked in a slightly coquettish tone: "Mr. Wang, was that heart given to me just now?"

Wang Yong was stunned.

The heart shape of the flame drawn when throwing the bottle is purely accidental. Where did Wang Yong think of Zhong Xin's name with a heart character?

But he couldn't tell the truth. Wang Yong could only nod his head.

The joy in Zhong Xin's eyes was even worse. He drank all the wine in one mouthful, and his face was flushed. I don't know whether he was drunk or shy.