Chapter 1852： coffee time

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Steve Moffat sat there frowning and thought for a while, but he didn't hear what Mark Gatiss was saying, "Hey, idiot, what are you thinking?"

"What?" Steve Moffat then reacted, "What did you just say?"

"I'm saying, try to find Evan Bell for the eleventh Doctor Who role, and then you're in a daze," Mark Gatiss repeated.

"Yes, Evan Bell." Steven-Moffat was still immersed in his own thoughts, mechanically repeating the general name.

Mark Gatiss couldn't help laughing, "Damn your pig head, don't tell me you don't know who Evan Bell is." His friend in front of him really seemed to be mentally ill at this time, "You didn't smoke just now. Did you chalk up a cigarette? No second one is allowed, even if you want to smoke it, at least wait until we get to Cardiff.

Otherwise, Tina won't allow you to bring the cigarette out next time. "

"Oh, **** Christ!" Steven-Moffat suddenly had a flash of light in his head, and the whole person stood up directly, startling Mark Gatiss, and then Steven-Moffat rushed straight. He walked in the direction of the young man who had just shared coffee with them. Mark... Gatis thought that his friend went to get coffee to bribe him again, "Hey, you forgot the cup." But after saying this, he realized his mission, "Coffee doesn't equal cigarettes!" Gatiss said nothing, thinking that he had seen Steven Moffat approaching the young man.

This time, the young man noticed the arrival of Steven Moffat, because Steven Moffat walked faster, bringing a gust of wind, and the voice of Mark Gatiss tossed out in the quiet carriage A sound.

"Do you still need coffee?" The young man seemed to have heard Mark-Gatis's words, with a sunny smile on his face, it could be seen that he was in a good mood. However, travelers like young people who are wandering around with backpacks have a good mood that is brighter than the sun. The vastness of nature often allows them to have an open-mindedness that urban life people do not have. "Although I don't have much left, there is still a portion for a cup."

The shrewd man opened his thermos cup and was confirming, obviously a very generous person.

Steven-Moffat didn't speak, didn't turn back to get the cup, but sat down in the empty seat opposite the young man, "I'll just say why you look so familiar, it's because your coffee tastes so bad. Well, it made me uneasy just now, and I still can't concentrate." The young man in front of him put down the thermos and looked at Steven Moffat, which made Steven ... Moffat You can take a serious look at the young man in front of you, "Who would have thought that a person who was very lively and discussed in the news media would actually appear on the train to Cardiff? I remember seeing it on the news yesterday, not that you In Mozambique?"

The young man didn't speak, just looked at Steven-Moffat with a smile, without admitting or denying, without any accident or sophistry, and looked at him calmly. This made Steven Moffat suddenly a little uncertain, and he couldn't help but hesitate in his words, "If my presbyopia hadn't deepened, you should be Evan-Bell. You are Evan-Bell!" The last sentence Steven-Moffat also aggravated his tone, as if he wanted to confirm his guess.

The young man finally spoke, but it was not the answer that Steven-Moffat wanted. "Many people have said so." There is no affirmation or denial, just a specious answer.

Steven Moffat was stunned for a while, but then he finally reacted. Whether the person in front of him is Evan-Bell or not, one thing is certain, Evan-Bell doesn't want his whereabouts to be publicized everywhere.

In the past month or so, Evan Bell has traveled all over the African continent. He participated in a volunteer activity organized by the Red Cross and spent nearly 40 days in Mozambique, where he helped local People build disease prevention centers. But Evan-Bell never deliberately publicized his whereabouts, until a reporter from Italy accidentally discovered Evan-Bell's existence, and his news was publicized through the Internet. But soon, the volunteer activity organized by the Red Cross came to an end, and Evan Bell also left Mozambique, and his whereabouts became suspicious again.

After understanding this, Steven-Moffat couldn't help showing an expression of sudden realization. He didn't mention Evan Bell any more, but said with a smile, "Anyway, I still want to thank you. coffee, which saved me and my friend from the difficulties."

The young man in front of him is Evan Bell. After he left Africa, he arrived in Glasgow, Scotland at the beginning of this week, and then went all the way south without entering London. He diverted to Wales near Manchester and took today's train. Train to Cardiff. After washing away the dust in Africa, Evan Bell's spirit has been polished a lot.

Everyone says that there are countless suffering people in Africa, and they hope that they can do their best to help those people who are struggling. Everyone in the entire village has only a small pond, no more than 60 square feet in area, and everyone in the village uses the turbid water of this pond to provide all domestic water, eat, drink, bathe, wash and… It's not accurate to say that because, strictly speaking, taking a shower is a luxury here. Parasites like this are not a disease at all in most parts of the country, but here they take the lives of children.

No wonder people say that philanthropy can never stop. Although Evan Bell is not the savior, he can indeed do his part to help.

"It's just a cup of coffee. As long as you don't ask for my only thermos cup, I think it's hard for me to refuse this simple help." Evan Bell said with a smile. He didn't deliberately conceal his whereabouts, but he didn't want to spread it around with a lot of fanfare. More often, Evan Bell is an ordinary backpacker, leaving his footsteps in every corner of the world and watching the scenery along the way.

At this time, Mark-Gatis also came over. He saw that his friend actually sat down directly. He couldn't help but feel strange. Naturally, he followed, "Oh, grass mud horse, you are..." Mark-Gatis saw Evan Bell, the first reaction was also very unexpected, anyone would have such an unexpected reaction, but Steven Moffat stopped Mark Gatiss's words behind, "Hey, Mark, this is just sharing coffee just now. Pay our buddies..."

Steven-Moffat looked at Evan-Bell, and seemed to want to ask the other party, "What's your name?" Evan-Bell smiled and said, "Watson." More often, in order to save trouble, Evan-Bell They all use their middle names to make friends, which avoids a lot of explanations, and there is no problem of lying and fabricating identities, and it can’t be said to be insincere.

"Watson." Steven Moffat repeated, then looked at his friend and winked.

Mark Gatis was stunned for a while, and then he came to his senses, "Watson, is that the Watson from John Hill?"

Evan Bell laughed, "Yes, my mother's favorite is Sherlock Holmes."

Mark Gatis also sat down opposite Evan Bell, "Then you should be called Sherlock Holmes." Although he still hadn't figured out the situation, it didn't prevent him from getting along with Evan Bell.

"That's too flamboyant, isn't it?" Evan Bell laughed, he thought that if Teddy Bell's name was "Holmes Bell", it should be a very funny situation. "Do you still need coffee? I still have the last few left here." Evan Bell pointed to his thermos cup.

Mark Gatiss reacted immediately, "Of course, of course. I'll go get my cup." After saying that, Mark Gatiss couldn't wait to get back to his place and brought the cup over, " Only **** knew how much I needed coffee. Especially when I started to come up with the script."

"You come and tell me." Evan ... Bell poured a small half cup of coffee into Mark Gatiss's cup, then smiled and said, "The rest is mine." Steve Moffa sitting next to him Pointing to his neck, "What about me?" Evan Bell shrugged, "I'm sorry, sir." Mark Gatiss laughed complacently with this sarcastic remark.

Evan-Bell put the thermos cup on the table, "When I work, UU Reading coffee can always help."

Steven... Moffat followed Evan Bell's line of sight and saw the draft on his desktop, with a series of musical notes written on it, soaring freely on the staff. It's a pity that Steven-Moffat can't read the staff, so he can't know what kind of melody.

"Are you writing a script recently?" Evan-Bell looked at Mark Gatiss and asked to 0

Mark Gatiss subconsciously turned his attention to Steven ... Moffat. The two were still discussing the candidate for the eleventh Doctor Who, and now they have encountered this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, "Yes Yes, have you seen 'Doctor Who'? "

"Of course, are there people in the British Isles who don't know about this TV series?" Evan Bell's accent is an authentic London accent, so this sentence seems very appropriate. "However, I have been traveling recently, and I haven't watched the ones that came out this year."

"It's filming." Mark Gatiss said neatly, "but obviously the speed of script writing can't keep up with the speed of shooting." This made Evan Bell reveal a big smile, "Recently we are still in the process of filming. Discuss, if David doesn't play Doctor Who, who else is suitable. Do you have any special ideas?" After speaking, Mark Gatis seemed to realize that his question was a bit rash, so he added, "I I mean, as an audience."

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