() Found the way home!

At noon, Chen Fang took them to Tongheju in Shichahai, and they ate Shandong cuisine. Sanbushi chicken, Guifei chicken, sea cucumbers with green onions, steamed Pan fish, and butterfly prawns made Qin Mohan, who claimed to be a foodie, feel satisfied. Little Translucent Tang Yuan sat next to him and secretly envied him. His physique would grow fat if he ate a little bit, but why did Qin Mohan still be so slim when he ate so much? It's really unfair to God.

After dinner, I took a walk along Shichahai as a food. The National Day holiday has not yet passed, and there are still a lot of people in Shichahai. Pass Huixian Hall, Yinding Bridge, blow the wind on the bridge, and watch the weeping willows on the shore.

Although I had just had a meal, Qin Mohan couldn't help but buy a bunch of snacks when he saw the street-side snack shop. He took a few skewers of red willow branches and ate a skewer by himself, and then handed it to Chen Jie: "I didn't expect that I could still eat such authentic Western Xinjiang barbecue in Yanjing City, and you can try it too."

Chen Fang always respected Xie Bumin to the street stalls. Seeing that she tasted so delicious, she couldn't help but eat a bunch.

Not long after walking, I came to Chenfang's bar, "3June, what does this mean?" Qin Mohan turned to Chenfang at the signboard of the bar.

"My birthday on June 3rd. So I made it narcissistically named the bar."

"Ah!!" Qin Mohan covered his mouth with both hands and looked at Chen Fang in surprise.

Tang Yuan was also a little surprised. The last time it was not the name. She heard that it was Chen Fang's birthday, so she couldn't help but take a look at Qin Mohan. When she was familiar with Qin Mohan's personal information two days ago, it seemed that her birthday was also June 3rd. Unexpectedly, they were actually the same birthday.

"What's wrong?" Chen Fang asked puzzledly, "This is normal. Many bars abroad use dates as their names."

"June 3rd, your birthday on June 3rd?" Qin Mohan asked hurriedly, "Lunar calendar or Gregorian calendar?"

"Gregorian birthday," Chen Fang was a little confused, and then took out his ID card from his wallet: "I'm sure, June 3, 1986, this is my birthday. Since I have shown you the ID card, you have to remember that you will give me a gift when I celebrate my birthday in the future."

"Take~" Qin Mohan curled his lips and muttered, "I don't know who will give who gifts at that time."

"What did you say?" Chen Fang didn't hear clearly

"It's nothing, hurry up and take me in and take a look." Then Qin Mohan pulled Chen Fang's arm and went in.

After entering the door, he greeted several waiters who had said hello and took them to the corner of the bar.

Fang Yuan was greeting guests at this time. During the National Day holiday, many foreign tourists also like to come to the bar to have a drink and experience the unique charm of Houhai Bar.

Chen Fang did not let him come over, and entered the bar alone and asked, "What do you two want to drink?"

"I don't have much experience in the bar, so you recommend it." Qin Mohan sat curiously on the bar stool and watched around.

"Okay, I'll help you make a cocktail with a lower degree."

"Wow, you can still mix bartenders? Is it the kind of shaking up and down like the one performed on TV, and throwing it up from time to time to catch it?"

Chenfang did not show off his skills, but simply poured the cocoa sweet wine into a liqueur glass, then put it on a layer of fresh cream, took an arrow-shaped wine needle and penetrated a red cherry, and placed it horizontally on the cup.

The crimson cocoa sweet wine, pure white cream and bright red cherries instantly fascinated Qin Mohan. She picked up the cherries that were crossing the cup, and saw the whirlpools on the fresh cream open and close like lips.

"This is called an angel's kiss. Eat the cherries first and then drink them in one sip. You will feel as sweet as being kissed by an angel." Chen Fang said.

Qin Mohan looked at the exquisite wine glass in front of him, picked up the cherry from time to time, watched the cream slowly merged with the sweet wine before drinking it in one sip. Close your eyes and felt it with your taste buds. First, what you felt was the silkyness of the cream, then the sweetness of the wine, and a hint of the sourness of the cherry.

Chen Fang handed her a tissue and asked her to wipe the cream from the corner of her mouth. Then he turned around and asked Xiao Transparent Tangyuan: "Little Tangyuan, what do you want to drink?"

Finally remembering that there was someone here, Tang Yuan pointed at himself and asked, "I? Just give me a glass of water."

"Make a cup of mojito for you. Your boss Liang Hui drank this last time she came."

"What kind of wine is Mojito? Give me a glass of it." Qin Mohan's face turned a little red after drinking a cup of angels, which was particularly tempting under the dark bar lights.

Chen Fang thought about it, and then prepared a cup of mojito for the two of them. The cold wine and the slightly awakened mint leaves made Qin Mohan feel that the air around him was refreshed in an instant.

There is no performance on the stage yet, and the audio in the store is just playing music randomly.

Chen Fang pointed to the uninhabited stage and asked, "Do you want to play with musical instruments? Sing songs?"

"I only know how to play the piano, so let's forget about other instruments."

"Okay, play a song and listen," On the inside of the stage, there is a German-made Bechstein grand piano, which cost more than 600,000 yuan. This was purchased by Lin Yue under the arrangement of Shen Fang. After buying it, he kept it here. Except for Chen Fang playing it occasionally, the two resident bands basically won't touch it. Sometimes customers will be discouraged because of its expensive value when they see it.

"Wow, this piano is so beautiful." Although Qin Mohan has learned piano, he has always played the vertical piano for home use. This is the first time he played the grand piano. He was fascinated by its round appearance at first sight. When he pressed the keys gently, the sound made was completely beyond the comparison of the home use piano.

"Come and play a song." Chen Fang sat next to the piano and gave Qin Mohan to the playing mat.

After trying a few notes, Qin Mohan began to concentrate. Her slender fingers were flying on the black and white piano keys, and the notes jumped with the swing of her fingers. "To Alice", a famous song written by Beethoven to her favorite female student Theresa, is also a piano piece that is widely circulated in the world.

After playing the song, Qin Mohan felt a little sweat on his forehead. He probably hadn't practiced for a long time and was a little unfamiliar. Qin Mohan had just made several mistakes in pitch. Chen Fang forced himself to resist and did not correct it.

"Not bad, I play very well. As an amateur piano enthusiast, he is already top-notch." Chen Fang stretched out his thumb and praised.

"Where? I haven't practiced for a long time, and I can't play some of the sounds correctly." Qin Mohan said embarrassedly, "You can play one too, let me listen."

"Okay." Chen Fang sat on the piano bench, crossed his hands and held them back. Then he placed his hands on the keys.

Qin Mohan sat in the position he had just been put on, looking at his movements and wanted to laugh, was he posing well?

Suddenly, he moved his hands quickly on the keys. The notes were very excited from the beginning. This is a piano piece with great playing skills.

"Islamic! It must be yes, this is one of the few piano music that the teacher told me before. It is also called "Oriental Fantasy". The teacher said that he could not play well himself, especially the urgency at the end that tests the player's skills. At that time, the teacher played the recording when he told them, but he didn't expect that he would hear the live version now." Qin Mohan was a little shocked and looked at the man in front of him who brought a sense of mystery to him. The first time he saw him, he thought he was a powerful bodyguard of Kong Wu. The second time he saw him, he thought he was a caring and caring warm man who cared for children. Seeing the story he sent to him, he was so abused, and he thought he must be pessimistic. He took him to the Forbidden City in the morning, and he was so knowledgeable. Unexpectedly, in a bar, he could both mix and music. What else could he not do?

Tang Yuan did not think as much as Qin Mohan thought, so she sat far away at the bar, focusing on Qin Mohan. Seeing Qin Mohan sitting there looking at Chen Fang in a daze, she knew that Qin Mohan was attracted by this mysterious man like poppy. If not, she must tell Sister Zhang about this, otherwise she would definitely not have the best fruits of her in the future.

"Oh, wake up!" After Chen Fang played the song, Qin Mohan didn't even come to his senses. He shook his hand in front of her.

"Ah!" Qin Mohan, who suddenly came to his senses, said embarrassedly as if his mind was knocked out by someone, "I really can't behave like a person. I didn't expect that you, a little bodyguard, have this trick. This is the first time I have heard someone perform live in the song "Islamic". It's great!!" Although Qin Mohan knew that he was definitely not a bodyguard, he imposed his first impression on him in his own little thoughts.

"How is it? I've never seen someone as good as me."

"I've never seen someone as thick-skinned as you."

Chen Fang pointed to the stubble at the corner of his mouth and said, "It's not thick, even a beard can grow."

"Puff" Qin Mohan couldn't help laughing at his self-deprecating and pointed to other instruments next to him: "Sing a song, Tang Yuan said that you sing very nicely."

"Okay, the beauty asked again, she must agree." Chen Fang picked up the guitar that was placed aside. It was not Li Xia's one, but just an ordinary folk guitar.

Chen Fang first adjusted the strings of the guitar, tried a few notes, and then started to play the prelude:

"A good person like me

Should have lived a brilliant life

Why did it last for more than 20 years

Still floating in the sea of ​​people

A smart person like me

Have said goodbye to Shanchun

Why did you use a relationship

Go and change the scars

A confused person like me

People who are looking for like me

A mediocre person like me

How many more people have you seen

A vulgar person like me

Never like to be deep

Why do you occasionally hear old songs

Suddenly, I was shocked

A cowardly person like me

How many points should be left for everything

Why did it ever be for whom

…”

As soon as she sang the first sentence, Qin Mohan almost burst into laughter. There was such a narcissistic person. But as she listened, the smile on her face disappeared, and gradually hummed a cowardly person like me to the rhythm.

"A person as confused as me

A vulgar person like me

A mediocre person like me

How many more people have you seen..."
Chapter completed!