My ability is the original god, please enlighten me!

The blood mist drifted, and the goblet on the table was put away by Chrissy, and then she gradually turned and walked into the room.

"Chris."

Suddenly a voice came from behind, with hesitation.

Chris's footsteps couldn't help but pause, and she turned around with some doubts.

There was a hesitant expression on Zheng Wu's face behind him, but he still stared at Chris with serious eyes:

"After I join the Advent Strategy Bureau, will it really not have a bad influence on you?"

In the living room, there was a dead silence.

After a while, Chris suddenly showed a speechless expression on her face: "You joined, not me, what effect will it have on me?"

"Even if someone wants to spy on you, do you think you are a C-level scum, and it is possible for A-level participants to pay attention?"

Speaking of this, Chris's bright red pupils flashed a gleam of coldness, and her voice was a little proud: "If you are not an A-level participant, you don't have the qualifications to influence me."

"That's right, ahaha." Zheng Wu scratched his head and laughed, finally completely relaxed in his heart.

"You stupid servant, with such weak strength, you are not qualified to worry about this or that." Looking at Zheng Wu, Chris's eyes flickered: "If you are not strong enough, in front of powerful participants, you can just play around with it at will." It's just a pawn, and worrying is useless."

"So, work hard to improve your own strength."

After the words fell, Chris walked back to her room without waiting for his response.

boom.

The moment the door closed, Chris couldn't help leaning on the back of the door, as if she wanted to cling to Zheng Wu in the living room.

Her long pink hair fell down between her lowered heads, covering her inexplicably heavy downcast eyes.

Silly servant, it doesn't affect me, but for you, it's like being led away by someone, which makes me very uncomfortable.

On the fist, the nails were pierced into the flesh, and there was a trace of bright red.

......

At nine o'clock in the evening the next day, in the bar of the gift of the gods.

Zheng Wu was supposed to go to Boss Hua's side to do a part-time job last night, but due to the arrival of [$+

Zheng Wu, who was wearing a bartender uniform in the bar, just walked out of the bar and wanted to open for business.

Hua Youke, who also had the key, quietly opened the back door and walked in.

"Brother Zheng Wu, are you going to open for business now?"

As always, Hua Youke, wearing a cool peaked cap and shorts, hopped over with her pretty sneakers, her golden ponytail fluttering in the air, and asked Zheng Wu with a smile.

"Well, after all, I didn't come yesterday, so I opened early today, so I can make up for yesterday's share."

Zheng Wu nodded, and explained the reason why he came to the bar an hour earlier today: "Although the boss is not here, the turnover of the bar must not drop."

"Speaking of which..." Zheng Wu thought for a while, and asked with some concern: "The boss hasn't been to the bar for a week, did something happen?"

"Uncle Hua..." Hua Youke's expression froze, and the peaked cap was lowered, as if trying to cover up something, blocking Zheng Wu's projected sight.

"He should have something to deal with on the family side during this time."

"After all, I'm 18 years old now..." Under the peaked cap, Hua Youke lowered her eyes, and silently added in her heart.

"That's it, then no wonder." Zheng Wu nodded understandingly.

Boss Hua still attaches great importance to his bar. Unless there is something important, it is impossible to hand over the bar to outsiders for a week.

However, as long as nothing happened to Boss Hua, it would be difficult for him to inquire about and intervene rashly in the affairs of their family, after all, he was just an outsider.

According to Boss Hua's personality, if he really needs something, he should ask him for help.

"However, if brother Zheng Wu didn't come, many people complained about it yesterday."

As if wanting to break the somewhat heavy atmosphere at this time, Hua Youke raised his slightly green face, showing a quirky expression, tilted his head and thought for a while, and said: "It's not just the tune of "Moon Night Dark Alley". Liquor, brother Zheng Wu, you have now become the signature bartender of our bar. "

"The other bartenders, even if they know the ingredients and techniques of making "Moon Night Dark Alley", they can't make it taste like Brother Zheng Wu. "

"The drinkers complained that there was always something missing, and asked Brother Zheng Wu why he didn't come today. They wanted to drink the wine you made by yourself..." Huayou couldn't help but feel funny and light He laughed, and the pleasant laughter like silver bells echoed in the bar.

"The bartender who was in charge of the bartending swore that he was much better than Zheng Wu, an amateur, before making the bartending, but he turned blue when he heard the comments from the bartenders."

"The signature bartender of the tavern, that's a good title, I accept it." Zheng Wu nodded shamelessly: "In this case, at least I didn't embarrass Grandpa Lu."

"Grandpa Lu?" Hua Youke looked curious.

"Ah, that's a person who taught me bartending experience. Although he looks serious and handsome, with a straight face, I think he must be very sullen inside."

Zheng Wu looked at the clock in the bar, and said to Hua Youke: "It's almost time, let's officially open for business."

"Okay." Hua You nodded with a smile.

……

"Brother, why didn't I see you on duty yesterday, I thought I could drink to the moonlit dark alley before him yesterday." On the bar, an old man in a suit who came here often smiled at Zheng Wu.

"It's rare for you to come here once before me, so don't show off so many times."

Another uncle in casual clothes who was sitting next to him patted him on the shoulder: "Whenever we have a party, you are not the last one."

"Nonsense, I was the first to arrive at the party after the third year of high school." The man in the suit took a sip of the moonlit dark alley, and retorted a little drunk, "That time, I remember that you were the last to arrive."

"Oh, that party where you confessed." The uncle in plain clothes said teasingly, "At that time, you even combed your hair to look like an adult, put on hairspray, and put on a handsome suit..."

"So what, even if I failed that confession, I'm better than you, the coward who only knew that he had a crush on the classmate next door and dared not confess."

"I was self-aware..."

"Counseling is counseling, don't talk about those cover-up nonsense..."

Zheng Wu in front of the bar was wiping the glass, smiling as he watched the two uncles talk freely about their past life experiences through the drunkenness and special effects of the moonlit dark alley.

Occasionally, when I meet uncles arguing about unimportant things, when they are so blushing and thick necked to ask Zheng Wu whether he is right or not, Zheng Wu [ $ ]

Zheng Wu thinks,

This may be another more important responsibility that the bartender needs to shoulder besides bartending.

"Good evening everyone, I'm Hua Youke, who will become a top singer in the future!"

On the brightly lit stage, Hua Youke's snow-white thighs hit the ground, and the heavenly singing sounded again, making the atmosphere in the bar seem lively again.

The two drinking uncles couldn't help being attracted by Hua Youke's singing, and turned their heads to take a look. Then the old man in a suit who had bravely confessed his love could not help turning his head, and persuaded Zheng Wu with a smile:

"Miss Hua Youke is really good. She is very lively and cheerful. She looks lovable. Besides, young man, I also saw your heroic deeds of saving the beauty a few days ago. If you go and confess, maybe you can become Woolen cloth?"

"Yeah, sometimes it really takes a little courage." The uncle in casual clothes added a sentence, seemed to think of something, and sighed: "Actually, what he said was right. At that time, I just lacked the courage to confess, and I was just cowardly. "

"Thinking about it now, if I could confess at that time, there might still be a chance of success. Now I can only leave regrets and let my first love become a regret in my memory."

"Hua Youke is only 18 years old..." Zheng Wu looked at the two uncles who had drunk too much and urged others to confess their love, his expression was a little speechless: "Puppy love is not good. At this age, we should study hard and improve every day..."

"You don't understand this, let me tell you, youth without love is like tofu without sugar in its brain..."

"No, it's because the tofu doesn't have salt in it..." another uncle subconsciously retorted.

Then the two started arguing over such trivial matters as how to eat tofu nao. Let Zheng Wu look at them, there is always a feeling of an old husband and wife... Ah bah, old friends and good brothers.

But speaking of puppy love...Zheng Wu subconsciously glanced at the lively girl with blond hair and ponytail singing on stage.

However, Hua You doesn't know if there is a boyfriend on campus. If so, should I help Boss Hua find out about the other party's character, lest Hua You, a simple, cute and inexperienced girl, be rejected by a scumbag? cheat...

But it seems that this is a bit of nosy, after all, I am just a part-time job together, not relatives, so it would be impolite to point fingers at other people's affairs like this.

However, although he and Hua Youke have not been together for a long time, when they first met, when Hua Youke called him Big Brother Zheng Wu, although there was nothing obvious in his expression, he was actually a little alienated in his heart.

But when he helped Hua Youke out of the siege at that time, Zheng Wu could clearly feel that Hua Youke's attitude towards him was more cordial, and his address changed from "Brother Zheng Wu" to "Brother Zheng Wu". The estrangement also disappeared, and he really regarded him as a bosom friend.

So should I give some sincere advice as a friend?

After all, such a lively, cute, and a little handsome girl called your brother affectionately, which made Zheng Wu really feel a little emotional in his heart. He couldn't help but think of the good and happy days when Qingxue called his brother lively when he was a child.

But speaking of Kiyoshi...

What if Qingxue made a boyfriend at school?

Zheng Wu's face turned black, and the crimson violent flames flashed away on the edge of his palm.

You can't even handle my brother's fiery fist, and you still want to be his brother-in-law? !

……

The business of the bar is gradually drawing to a close.

"Brother Zheng Wu, I want a glass of lemonade." After Hua Youke finished singing on stage, he went directly to the bar and smiled sweetly at Zheng Wu: "I want the ice, sweetness and acidity of before, I love so much."

"Okay." Zheng Wu nodded, picked up the materials and started making.

After a while, a glass of carefully made lemonade was handed to Hua Youke, with a straw inserted in it, and the style was still the cute pink color that girls like very much.

"Well, it's still such a familiar feeling, only brother Zheng Wu can do it."

Hua Youke bit the straw with her small mouth, and the cold lemonade moistened her dry throat from singing, which made her show some enjoyment: "Brother Zheng Wu, go to open a milk tea shop or coffee shop, and try to make handmade tunes by yourself. Milk tea or coffee should be popular too.”

"That's a bit exaggerated, I only know how to mix wine." Zheng Wu shook his head, feeling that Hua Youke's words were a bit subjective.

"But I may not be able to come to work part-time in the next week, and I won't be able to drink the lemonade made by brother Zheng Wu." As if thinking of something, Hua Youke's face was a little depressed, and she lay on the table and blew on the straw, Gulp and spit bubbles.

"Why?" Zheng Wu was a little curious.

"Because the college entrance examination is going to be next week." Hua You was as weak as a sun-dried goldfish.

"Um, yes, you are in the third year of high school..." Zheng Wu realized this time point: "The college entrance examination is about to come."

"Actually, I don't think you should come to work part-time tonight..." Zheng Wu looked at Hua Youke speechlessly: "Who would come out to sing part-time in the past few days when the college entrance examination is approaching... "

Back then, a few weeks before Zheng Wu's college entrance examination, he insisted on high-intensity review for more than twelve hours a day while ensuring sleep, for fear that he would miss some important knowledge points and hone his skills in doing the questions.

"Hehe, the college entrance examination is just a formality for me." Huayou waved his hands indifferently: "Compared with the college entrance examination results, I actually care more about the number of fans I have. This is related to whether my dream of becoming a world-class singer can be realized. .”

"You have a really good attitude." Zheng Wu could only say so.

Then he continued to lower his head, and when he was about to pick up a glass to wipe it, he suddenly thought of one thing——

In this way, wouldn't Qingxue have to take the college entrance examination in a few days? ! !

"Hey, brother Zheng Wu, why do you look disappointed?" Hua Youke, who had been secretly looking at Zheng Wu, couldn't help being curious when he saw his lost face as if he had lost the meaning of life.

"I am fine."

"Just don't call me brother, I don't deserve it."

"Eh, cough..." Hua Youke, who had just taken a sip of lemonade, was choked and coughed.

......

After the bar shift is over.

Under Hua Youke's persuasion all the way, Zheng Wu's lost mood eased a little.

He obviously remembered at the manga exhibition that the college entrance examination was about to take place during this period, but because of the invitation letter from the Countermeasures Bureau, he forgot all about it when he got home.

"Brother Zheng Wu, don't blame yourself so much, your sister won't blame you, I promise!" Hua Youke stepped onto the bus, waved at Zheng Wu and shouted: "Send your sister a message."

"Okay, have a good trip." Zheng Wu looked at Hua Youke, and waved his hand as well, until the lively and lovely golden ponytail disappeared into the car door.

The bus goes away.

Zheng Wu turned around and took out his mobile phone, with a hesitant expression on his face.

Because of his younger sister's indifferent attitude towards him, Zheng Wu rarely took the initiative to send messages to Qingxue, so as not to offend her.

But if the other party didn't send a message when they were about to face the college entrance examination, Zheng Wu felt that their brother-sister relationship might turn from a cold point to a freezing point.

Having said that...Zheng Wu looked at his sister's profile picture on WeChat, with a hesitant look on his face.

What should I post?

Walking on the road, Zheng Wu struggled for half an hour.

In the end, after careful deliberation, using all the emotional intelligence he had in his past interactions with girls, he chose the most common, safest, and most versatile beginning in his understanding, and typed word by word with some nervousness:

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"Xiao Qing, are you there?"