Chapter 799 Look, Look, that Alien Face

Since arriving in the capital, the three of them haven't sat down and eaten together alone.

The two girls walked ahead talking and laughing, and Wu Tao happily followed behind. While walking, while admiring the beauty.

Without Wu Tao in the middle, An Rong and Zhao Li had a good chat.

After all, they are classmates who have been together since junior high school. An Rong is obviously not as vigilant and vigilant towards Zhao Li as she is to the other girls around Wu Tao.

After agreeing to invite him to dinner, Wu Tao followed him to the end, and came to an old capital mutton hot pot restaurant in Wudaokou.

The store looks ordinary, with a bit of antique flavor, and the hot pot inside is also a traditional copper hot pot. That guy was steaming, and he looked very appetizing.

"I miss Beijiang's Chuan Chuan Xiang, so let's eat hot pot tonight!" An Rong gave such a reason.

Zhao Li joyfully agreed, and nothing happened to Wu Tao in the end.

The three of them walked into the store, only to find that except for the two large round tables that were filled with customers, the rest were empty. Not so popular!

Even so, the boss behind the counter didn't intend to greet him, but said in a pure Beijing accent, "Please, how many are you?"

"Boss, three!" An Rong responded loudly, and followed her to a table for four by the window.

A table and two benches are all painted with tung oil, simple and rustic.

An Rong and Zhao Li sat on a bench together, leaving Wu Tao to sit alone. Soon the boss, who was washing a white apron, came over with a notebook and said, "Three little friends, what do you want?"

Wu Tao stretched out his hand, "Boss, show us the menu."

The boss turned his head and pointed to the old menu on the wall that was too old to be seen clearly: "It's all there, just look at it."

This is obviously an attitude to dismiss outsiders.

On the contrary, An Rong turned around, gave Wu Tao a look, and then said to the boss: "No need, boss, I tell you to remember."

While An Rong was ordering, Wu Tao looked around bored.

The only two tables in the store seemed to be in the same group. He looked ordinary in clothes, and even looked a little downcast.

A table of ten or so people gathered around a big hot pot, there were no meat dishes, and the beer they drank was the cheapest non-branded beer.

But this did not prevent the circle of people from shouting, crying and laughing at the same time.

Maybe it's from Beidiao.

Wu Tao knows that there is such a group of people who live in the basement and do odd jobs, exposed to the wind and the sun, precarious, like duckweed floating in the capital.

But they are people with ideals and perseverance, so that one day they can make a good appearance and return to their hometown with good clothes and glory.

Wu Tao can't say anything about this group.

So although I felt that the people at the two tables were a little nervous, they didn't show any special emotions.

Soon, the huge copper pot was moved up. The boss skillfully added charcoal and water, and fiddled with it left and right. After a while, the heat came out.

"Boss, authentic!" Wu Tao's praise made the boss smile, and immediately stopped treating him as a foreigner.

Taking advantage of the time when the boss was serving hot pot ingredients, Wu Tao asked by the way: "Boss, what kind of people are that? They are crying and laughing, they look scary."

The boss said in a familiar tone: "Who else can it be? People who have been drifting north for a few years and have achieved nothing, and are planning to go back to their hometown! They are not like you, they are all from prestigious universities, and they can get a golden job as soon as they graduate."

Zhao Li couldn't help asking curiously: "Hey, boss, can you tell that we are from a famous university?" When she said this, Zhao Li deliberately bit the word famous university very strongly.

Because in her opinion, her Central Academy of Fine Arts is not a famous brand.

Otherwise, Qiu Xiaotian wouldn't have returned to Beijiang Middle School to be an art teacher.

The middle-aged boss rolled his eyes, "Why can't you tell? My shop is here, and I see a lot of famous college students every day. I see a lot, and I can tell which school I go to. .”

"Really or not!" Zhao Li laughed suddenly, pointing at her three people: "Then you guess?"

The middle-aged boss may be really smart, so even though he saw Zhao Li's seriousness, he still did not lose ground and said: "This little girl looks like she came out of Tsinghua University, but I haven't seen her in Tsinghua University for many years." It’s such a beautiful porcelain figurine.”

An Rong smiled kindly, which was her approval.

The boss immediately looked at Wu Tao, "Look at this little brother, he should also be from Tsinghua University."

"Why do you say that?" Zhao Li asked curiously.

The boss thought about it and said: "To be honest, this little brother doesn't look like a student, but a big boss. But to win the heart of this girl, at least he must be from Tsinghua University."

Zhao Li curled her lips, "Boss, you didn't just look at it, it was clearly deduced."

Seeing that Wu Tao did not deny it, the boss suddenly became more confident, "Whatever it is, I guessed it right?"

"Then guess me!" Zhao Li raised her chest unconvinced.

The boss narrowed his eyes, showing a thoughtful look, and immediately clapped his hands: "Are you afraid it's from the east side? The Central Academy of Fine Arts?"

Hey, it's really amazing.

At this point, under Zhao Li's convincing eyes, the boss greeted her and walked away proudly.

Zhao Li asked with a puzzled expression, "How did he figure it out?"

Wu Tao picked up a piece of lamb, rinsed it in the hot pot and said, "Look at your fingers, anyone with a discerning eye will know it."

Zhao Li didn't even bother to eat the hot pot. She touched her callused and prominent right middle finger and index finger and said, "I don't want it to be so ugly, but the daily workload is there. If I don't create for a day, readers all over the country I won't agree!"

Wu Tao said while eating: "So letting you represent Baokumanke and serve as the deputy creative director of Tianxing Game Company is a transformation in itself. If you do well, you can slowly put down the pen in the future and relax."

"I forgot if you didn't mention it. This time I came to you because of this matter!" Zhao Li said excitedly: "Recently, the game company is urging me to ask for ideas, but my side is also blank. I have done a lot, but I feel that the feasibility is not great, I really have no way to start, I can't hand in my homework..."

Wu Tao ate the authentic boiled mutton with relish and said, "This matter is too simple. As for worrying about it?"

Just as he was talking, the people at the two tables before suddenly burst into tears.

As a result, Wu Tao was about to give Zhao Li some inspiration, but his thoughts were interrupted.

How could a group of adults cry like this in broad daylight?

But looking at the wine bottle on the table again, Wu Tao felt relieved. After drinking in place, the emotions in my heart began to vent.

Some people covered their faces and cried, some lay on the table and cried, some cried while hugging other people's necks, and some quietly wiped their tears without saying a word.

It is also pitiful.

Wu Tao was about to look away, when suddenly he was stunned, hey, that guy who didn't say a word and wiped his tears looks like an alien, why does he look so familiar?

The next moment, Wu Tao slapped his thigh, fate!