At this time, he was very lucky to have been wearing a mask.

Otherwise, the food court is the backstreet of Magic Arts. There may be a Magic Arts student in the store, and he is somewhat famous in school.

If someone recognized this, he would be able to think of what posts would appear on the school forum, such as:

"Shocked. I met Junior Wen Yan (senior) by chance at *** BBQ restaurant today. He ordered a table of oysters, leeks, and lamb kidneys. He probably has kidney problems..."

"I was shocked. I heard that the barbecue restaurant in the backstreet of the school is very effective in replenishing the kidneys. Junior Wen (senior) and his friends ate a whole table full of it. When his friend ordered the food, he said it was delicious. It seems that he eats it often."

"Revealing the secret, the "genius student" of Magic Arts actually became the image spokesperson of *** BBQ restaurant, and also endorsed a kidney-tonifying set meal, with great results (thumbs up)!"

Don’t think that the above speculations are exaggerated. The reality is often more outrageous than the imagination of mystery novelists.

Of course ordinary people also eat these things, and they can still be found everywhere, but if it were a slightly famous public figure, that would not be the case.

Because since ancient times, the keyboard came first and then the sky followed. Everyone on the Internet has the possibility of becoming a keyboard warrior.

If such a thing really happened, wouldn't he want to die?

Even though he is warm to the boss, he can sniff the dung truck as it passes by. When the wall of shame turns a corner, the owner who cannot be penetrated by bullets...

But this kind of thing should be avoided as much as possible.

Because the sun had just set and the neon lights on the roadside were starting to go up, there were still relatively few customers in the barbecue restaurant at this time, so Wu Hao and the waiter who served the food came here one after another.

"Xiao Yan, why are you sitting on the roadside? There is air conditioning in the store, which is much more comfortable than here." Wu Hao complained as he sat next to Wen Yan.

Because I didn’t want to get up early tomorrow and saw the rumor about “kidney deficiency” on the Magic Art Forum. Wen Yan’s mouth twitched slightly and he said casually:

"It's uncomfortable if the air conditioner blows too much. The evening breeze outside is more comfortable. Besides, the weather today is not very hot."

"Yes, it's not hot, but it's not very friendly to northerners like me." Wu Hao wiped the sweat from his forehead.

You must be suffering from night sweats caused by yin deficiency and excessive fire. You should take more **Rehmannia Pills to replenish your body. Wen Yan secretly complained in his heart.

"Zizzizi..."

There were twelve bottles of beer in a box. Wu Hao opened each bottle, picked out six bottles, pushed them directly in front of Wen Yan, and said rather boldly:

"How about we two have six bottles each?"

"Gulu..." Wen Yan swallowed.

"Why, do you think these are not enough?"

Wu Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, there are plenty in the store anyway. If you are not satisfied later, we can just fill another box."

"No, no, no, don't spend too much money, enough is enough," Wen Yan said thoughtfully.

It's just some beer, so he doesn't have stage fright. Although he hasn't drank much in this life, he was also the king of the wine table in his previous life.

Now, this mere six bottles of beer was just a small occasion for him in the past. He even gargled it was too little.

You see, as soon as he smelled some alcohol, he started talking nonsense!

"Come on, come on, we haven't seen each other for a long time, let's have a drink first." Wu Hao picked up the wine glass.

Some time ago, we were caught in the act by Sister Luo Qi at the entrance of "Tianxiang Club". It didn't take long.

Wen Yan didn't have stage fright either. He took off his mask, picked up his wine glass and touched it with Wu Hao: "Here, let's do it!"

As soon as Wen Yan put down the cup, he heard Wu Hao continue:

"Thanks to you for accompanying me today, otherwise I wouldn't know how many procedures I would have to go through. For the time you saved me, we have to drink another one."

"Okay, done." Wen Yan picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

When he put down his glass, Wu Hao helped him fill it up, and then continued: "Well, it is fate that we met each other. For the sake of our friendship over the years, come and have another drink."

nnd, are you still addicted? Wen Yan silently raised his cup.

Wu Hao: "Come, let's have a drink for your new song's success..."

Wen Yan: "Come, let me drink."

Wu Hao: "Come, have a drink for this plate of leeks."

Wen Yan: "Come, let me drink. Your uncle, (╯‵□′)╯︵┴─┴."

Looking at the two empty wine bottles at his feet, Wen Yan directly pressed Wu Hao's pouring hand:

"Fuck, don't stop falling down. If you have any questions, just tell me. If you can help me, I will definitely help you. As for those who can't help me, there's nothing I can do about it."

From the moment he arrived at the barbecue restaurant, he noticed something was wrong with Wu Hao.

"Tsk, as expected, you saw through it."

Wu Hao put down the bottle and said with a smile: "Brother, I really want to ask you for help with something."

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Chapter completed!