The correct posture to kill a rival

Ye Qilu never expected to meet Yi Yunshu here.

Even though there was a steady stream of people in the middle, Ye Qilu could still feel Yi Yunshu's knife-sharp gaze on his cheek!

follow the feeling

hold on to the dream

The steps are getting lighter and lighter

The song on the young man's radio changed from "Sweet Honey" to Su Rui's new song "Follow Your Feeling".

Stepping on Su Rui's singing, Yi Yunshu walked over slowly, but his steps were neither light nor cheerful.

Zuo Shan was also in a dilemma for a while.

Last time at Dongsi Nightclub, she saw the conflict between the two of them. If this time it's not just a verbal fight, but a real fight, it's not something she would like to see.

Yi Yunshu smiled slightly and took a standard pose of presenting flowers.

"Wow, very beautiful, thank you~" Zuo Shan took it with a smile.

Ye Qilu looked at the bouquet of flowers—as expected, Yi Yunshu didn't have that face in vain, and he was quite emotional—Ye Qilu smiled, "Someone gave you flowers, so I can still treat you Have you got a meal yet?"

"Why not?" Zuo Shan laughed as if she had heard a joke, "Actually, Yun Shu is very cute, isn't she, Yun Shu?"

Ye Qilu: "..."

Yi Yunshu: "..."

Speaking of "three cuts and one axe", few people talk about the taste, because those places are famous for their luxurious decoration and amazing prices - the chef there can get a monthly salary of 90 in the early 2s, and the waiter It’s also 5000+ per month, and the tips given at any table are inevitably fifty or one hundred. Those who go are either nouveau riche and rich money, or the pretenders who have "broke their fortunes" for a meal.

Yi Yunshu couldn't figure out how a poor student in Ye Qilu said "Three cuts and one ax" so lightly, as if he went to the snack shop at the door.

Under Zuo Shan's various refusals, Ye Qilu no longer persisted.

The three of them randomly found a Japanese restaurant next to the Chinese opera.

As for authentic or not - anyway, no one has been to Japan to eat.

Ye Qilu held the menu, and in order to cater for everyone's taste, he ordered some of each item according to the category. Yi Yunshu leaned his upper body slightly and leaned against the wall, fiddling with chopsticks boredly. He heard Ye Qilu say, "That's it for now." Let's..." After that, he picked up a chopstick and knocked on the side of the bowl in dissatisfaction, "Yuyuyu, order fish, I want to eat fish!"

Ye Qilu: "..."

The waiter asked Ye Qilu politely, "What kind of fish do you want, sir?"

Yi Yunshu said without hesitation, "Raw fish scrambled with mustard!"

Ye Qilu: "..."

Zuo Shan: "..."

Not only Ye Qilu and Zuo Shan, but even the waiter who ordered food was not very good...he is also a good guy...

Plates of small and exquisite dishes were served on the table, Ye Qilu poured some jam into the yogurt, and when he looked up, he saw Yi Yunshu scooped up a spoonful of natto with a small spoon—Ye Qilu was so kind He wanted to remind him that "Natto should be eaten with bibimbap", but before he could make a sound—the poor natto had already been stuffed into his mouth.

Ye Qilu: "..."

Yi Yunshu chewed contentedly, his mouth bulging, and said to Zuo Shan vaguely, "Natto, a sticky and smelly thing, has to be eaten in the way I eat it to be the most exciting!"

Zuo Shan laughed.

Ye Qilu: "..."

Sure enough, the fuck did not take the usual path...

After Ye Qilu finished drinking the yogurt, he continued to drink miso soup.

Zuo Shan picked up some seaweed and mixed it into buckwheat noodles, and Yi Yunshu also mixed raw eggs with white rice after eating the natto, and the two of them started to eat together by coincidence.

After not taking a few bites, Yi Yunshu put down his chopsticks, slouched half-leaning on his seat, yawned listlessly, and tapped the table with his long and slender fingers fast and slow. The chaotic rhythm hinted at the mood of the host at the moment——

Ye Qilu sipped the miso soup unhurriedly.

Zuo Shan slightly looked at Yi Yunshu next to her, "Are you inexplicably restless today?"

Yi Yunshu picked up the ends of the chopsticks, and started to knock on the bowl again, stretching his neck and shouting, "Why so slow! Where's my fish? Boss! Where's my fish!"

Ye Qilu absolutely did not believe that the reason for Yi Yunshu's anxiety was that he didn't eat any fish...

"Here you go, your sashimi..."

As soon as the raw fish rolls coated with a thick layer of mustard came to the table, Yi Yunshu picked up the chopsticks and rolled them up one by one, put five or six pieces together and stuffed them into his mouth——Ye Qilu just watched the other party eat, with the tip of his tongue As if he could feel the overwhelming spiciness, he narrowed his eyes in disbelief, "Do you want to play your life like this?!"

Yi Yunshu chewed frequently in small bites, and took short breaths from time to time. Suddenly his eyes and nose turned red, and he pointed at Ye Qilu's miso soup in a hurry—Ye Qilu immediately picked up the half-drinked miso soup Tang handed it to him, "Lift a rock and shoot yourself in the foot."

"￥...*(&(..."

Ye Qilu couldn't hear what Yi Yunshu was mumbling at all - before the second hand on the clock reached the next mark, Yi Yunshu paid a terrible price for these words - he was ruthlessly choked by mustard...

Yi Yunshu's cough was earth-shattering, his posture was about to scratch the wall crazily and then go out for a run - Ye Qilu took a few tissues, pulled Yi Yunshu's collar, spread the tissue to cover his Mouth, "Spit out!"

Yi Yunshu grabbed the tissue in Ye Qilu's hand, turned it over and folded it, quickly wiped his eye sockets and nose, looked at Ye Qilu in pain, coughed a few times, and said in a hoarse voice: "Swallow... Swallowed..."

Zuo Shan smiled so hard that her cheeks were squeezed together.

Yi Yunshu finished Ye Qilu's miso soup in one breath, let out a long breath, and then yelled at Zuo Shan a little angrily, "Why do we have to eat with him!"

Ye Qilu hummed without anger, and at the same time twitched the corners of his lips and eyes, "You think I'm willing? I'll give you back what you said."

Yi Yunshu became even more annoyed, "Pingke invited me to see the guitar today, but I didn't go! I came here to suffer! God is really blind."

"Guitar?" Zuo Shan's eyes lit up, "Where? Where? Where is it?"

Yi Yunshu glanced at Ye Qilu, and said reluctantly, "At Dashilan."

Zuo Shan raised her eyebrows and looked at Ye Qilu, "Isn't that very close to your home?"

Hearing Zuo Shan's words, Ye Qilu was taken aback, "How do you know that Dashilan'er is very close to my house?"

"Isn't your home in Zhushikou?" Zuo Shan blinked, "Yun Shu said, he also said that you saved him--" She turned her head and frowned, "You didn't lie to me again, did you?" ?”

Yi Yunshu winked at Ye Qilu, motioning him to explain quickly.

Ye Qilu suppressed a smile, "The answer is correct. I used to live in Dongzhimen, but later I moved to Zhushikou."

"That's great." Zuo Shan smiled softly, "It just so happens that I have finished the exam, and we will go to see the guitar together in a while~ I can still hear their audition, Yang Pingke's guitar is definitely the same in Beijing— —” Saying that, Zuo Shan gave a thumbs up solemnly.