Chapter 11

"Liu Lu, what are you looking at? There will be the last exam tomorrow. Read now! "

In the dormitory where the four people sleep, four girls are sitting at their desks holding books, but one of them still has a mobile phone. Liu Lu, who had bought Sheng Jiaoyang's sketch before the exam, was the brave man who dared to touch his mobile phone at the critical moment of cramming for the exam.

Although she wears earphones, her self-talk from time to time obviously interrupts her in the dormitory. The girl sitting with her back to her, on the other hand, taps her head with a book.

"Today, the second season of national supermodel began to be broadcast live. I seem to see a very familiar person." Liu Lu stares at the screen of the mobile phone, points to the camera lens, trying to find the figure that just flashed in other areas.

"What's good on the live broadcast? There will be a video to watch after a while. Read a book quickly, but the teacher said plainly, if this door hangs make-up examination also not to let, direct repair

"I see." Liu Lu sighed and was about to leave the studio. She glanced at the approaching figure in the video. She said with an excited voice: "it's her, it's really her!"

"Who is it?" The girl next to Liu Lu's surprise aroused her curiosity.

"Do you remember the sketch I sent to the circle of friends in front?"

"It's the one that you said sold more than two thousand?"

"Yes," Liu Luyang said on his mobile phone, "the painter is here. Unexpectedly, she went to participate in the national supermodel."

Hearing Liu Lu's words, all three of her girls came around curiously.

The scene in the screen is a living room decorated with black and white. On the sofa, there is a young man dressed in casual and fashionable clothes, surrounded by many competitors, standing, sitting and squatting on the carpet. All of them are trying to talk more with the young people.

"Lulu, who are you talking about?"

"I just saw her go into the living room. It's gone in a flash. I'll look for it again." Liu Lu calls out other areas, turns over one by one, and sees the person at the bar.

"Look, it's her!"

The roommates huddled together and saw the thin girl with short hair standing in front of the wine cabinet. Her long fingers slipped over the rows of bottles, like patrolling her territory.

"Can you enlarge it?" A roommate reaches for his mobile screen, tries to pull the camera closer, but inadvertently opens the bullet screen and pops up several messages.

[report leader, how to deal with a drunk caught alive on the live broadcast? ]

[please hand it in to the country! ]How can this girl grow up so tall and thin? Just put that leg on me. ]

[I want to know what she will do next ]

"haha, this comment is funny enough. Where do you see that people are alcoholics?" Liu Lu said with a smile.

"Would a normal person go straight to the bar?" Roommate one.

"Can a man who does not drink put the bottle for a long time?" Roommate two.

"I think she enjoyed it." Roommate three.

Liu Lu was defeated. According to her roommates, she began to think that this girl was an alcoholic.

The girls in the camera turn around, so they see the girls together with other people who are watching the live broadcast in this area.

Wearing glasses, I feel beautiful and calm. I don't like to come to the competition at all, as if this place is her home.

When we want to measure more carefully, the girl has a step. She takes several pieces of paper from the tissue box on the bar and begins to wipe. From a little corner exposed at the back of the bar occasionally, we can see that she is wiping the wine set.

[this girl's paper movement is a little slow. It feels like looking at the sloth. It's boring. I went to see other areas. ]

[I'm running away, too. ]

[I want to know what she will do next. Is it mixing wine? ]

[meizhizhen is really down-to-earth. How careful are you when you wipe a few wine glasses? Is your daily life so fastidious? ]

[I guess this girl must have a cleaning habit and obsessive-compulsive disorder! ]

[obsessive-compulsive disorder 1]

there are more and more barrages.

"No, I'm going to review." As soon as the roommate retreats.

"It's a waste of time for me to watch people wipe their glasses for half a day." Roommate 2 retreats.

Liu Lu looked at roommate three and asked in surprise, "why don't you read a book?"

"I'd like to have a look again to see if she wants to mix wine." Roommate three is honest.

"How do you think she can mix wine, but she is a painter!" Liu Lu looks at her roommate with an incredible eyes, and thinks that it's really strange that her roommate has such an idea.

"Is there a rule that painters can't mix wine? I also saw that she was just cleaning the utensils for mixing wine. Why don't she clean those utensils without mixing wine? " Roommate three shrugs.Liu Lu chokes. She looks back at the mobile screen and finds that there is an extra person on the screen. She is a beautiful woman with long hair.

"What are you doing?" As soon as the beauty arrived, she sat down against the bar.

"Do you drink?" The girl with short hair finally came out of her own world.

The audience was very pleased with this scene, and the painting style of the bullet screen changed into this in an instant:

[applause! Congratulations on the harvest of a friend ~! ]

"give me a drink and we'll celebrate." Said the long haired beauty with a smile.

The girl with short hair raised her hand and pushed down the mirror frame, looked at the beauty with long hair, and turned to take the wine from the wine cabinet.

Her speed is not fast, the key is to be orderly, with a kind of pleasant and lazy manner. Although there is no trick, it is also enough to keep people's eyes fixed.

When she was mixing wine, none of the bullet curtain seemed to have been turned off artificially, until she pushed a glass of wine with magnificent color to the long haired beauty, and the bullet curtain burst out like crazy.

[wow, how handsome! ]

[really can mix wine! ]

[am I the only one who wants that drink? ]

[the color of the wine is so beautiful, I want to drink!! ]

[long hair mm you are not a drinker, please let me come!!! ]

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Occasionally, there are negative comments mixed in the screen licking barrage, saying that there is a camera, deliberately showing off, and sour to say that people look ugly, action is not good-looking.

"If you can't eat grapes, it's sour. Hum!" Liu Lu disdains those negative comments, just hums proudly, and immediately joins the ranks of the bullet curtain.

[supermodel who can't mix wine is not a good painter. It's sunny and childish. I didn't expect you to be such a person! ]

"it looks delicious The roommate three greedy way.

This glass of wine is not only beautiful in color, but also delicious from the expression enjoyed by the long haired beauty after drinking it.

"Eh? Her name is Xu Jiaojiao. " Liu Lu, who has been watching the bullet curtain, has seen someone shouting the names of two people in the latest bullet curtain, and she finally knows the name of the little painter who made her a fortune.

At this time, a group of people came to the bar.

It's like this.

After having the dinner prepared in advance by the Party of the program, our children's shoes in the hot sun began to wander around. After a visit, they finally came to the living room. They saw that the sofa in the living room had been occupied by a group of girls around Zhuoyi banquet. She immediately walked away. When she passed the bar, she was attracted by the wine cabinet filled with various cocktails. She couldn't help but walk to check the wine in the wine cabinet There are quite a lot of varieties, and the six base wines are complete. And under the bar also placed a wine glass and mixing equipment, wine she did not resist on the hands. In the past, she had to restrain herself because of her body. Now she is happy and has no worries. All the strong ones in the Qing Dynasty can try without hesitation.

Sheng Jiao Yang just wiped the appliance, and our long haired beauty, Luo Yi mm, came. She mixed a glass of wine for Luo Yi and herself.

Just about to drink, a group of people came, leading by the excellent feast of attracting bees and butterflies.

"Can I have a drink?" Zhuo Yiyan smiled.

"I want it too!" "Give me a drink, too." "One, thank you!" She said one after another.

Luo Yi frowned and looked at Sheng Jiaoyang, but said nothing.

"Good!" Sheng Xiaoyang grins, "Chenghui, 100 yuan a cup."

"Is there any mistake?"

"It's money, too. It's in the eye of money!"

"Here's the wine you're taking. How can I charge for it?"

A word from Sheng Jiaoyang aroused public indignation.

In the face of the criticism, Sheng Jiaoyang crooked his head and chuckled: "my craft is very expensive. If you want to drink the wine I mixed, you will not give me a hundred yuan. Did you grow up eating nothing?"

[if I want to score this group of mockery skills, I will give 100 points 23333333]

[poof! A hundred dollars are all played bad birds ~]

[he is chewing rice, and then he laughs and sprays it. My father is full of rice dregs on his face. Help me, my father says he will beat me after washing his face!! ]The audience is crazy.

As a member of the group, Zhuo Yiyan was not angry at all. Instead, he thought it was interesting. He said with interest, "how can you know whether it's worth it without tasting it?"

"Yes!" With the players under the steps, they agreed.

"Well, then I'll give you a drink." Sheng Jiaoyang pushes his original glass of wine away.

"And we?" The neglected others are dissatisfied.

"Chenghui, 100 yuan a cup." Sheng Jiaoyang, rather rogue, said.

"Cut, who is rare!"

Some people have to turn around to go, and others roll sleeves on their own.

However, mixing wine is not so simple. Mixing a good and beautiful wine is not just to mix several kinds of wine. There is knowledge here. The collocation, proportion, order and mixing technique of wine, plus the inspiration of the bartender and the sensitivity to wine, are indispensable.Sheng Jiaoyang walked out of the bar to give way to the contestant who wanted to make her own wine. Not only did she give way to her position, but she also shouted "come on" to the brave warrior who dared to try.

If it's just an ordinary way to refuel, others won't think much, but it's insincere with the funny action. Obviously, it's a good posture. The warrior who just picked up the mixing glass, oh, contestant, don't mention how angry he is at this time. If it wasn't for Zhuoyi feast and there were cameras everywhere, I'm afraid he would tear it up immediately.

Our children's shoes have experienced hundreds of battles, and they have developed the skill of retracting and releasing freely.

As long as she wants, she can give you a feeling of affinity like bathing in the breeze. On the contrary, she can easily get angry and hurt people.