What is the purpose of learning God to be a network administrator?

Chapter 11

Sitting alone at a bar, it's easy to get accosted.

Oh no, it should be a handsome guy sitting alone at the bar, who is easy to be approached.

Relying on Xu Chengxin's extremely deceptive back view, he attracted many men who lost in the game to come up to him with wine glasses and call out beauties.

Xu Zhencheng clinked glasses with them in a face-saving way, feeling dizzy more and more dizzy, even looking at the wine bottle with double images.

Recently, I met Fan Zhe'an so frequently that I didn't even need to add WeChat.Xu Zhencheng looked through the list for a long time, but couldn't find Fan Zhe'an's name, so he remembered it.

So Xu Zhenzhen clicked on Jiang He's dialog box.

Honesty: Tweet Fan Zhean's WeChat.

Today is Saturday, high school is on vacation, and Jiang He quickly responded to his message.

Jiang Dagu: Isn't he an employee of yours, didn't add WeChat?

Xu Zhencheng sent a threatening emoji.

Jiang Dagu: There are too many people who want Fan Zhe'an's WeChat account, so you go to the back row.

Xu Zhencheng sent an emoji of chopping cabbage with a kitchen knife.

Jiang Dagu: I don't have Fan Zhe'an's WeChat, just wait.

Jiang He should ask He Yu, and soon a message from He Yu popped up in Xu Zhenzhen's WeChat dialog box.

Hy: [I recommended Planfan to you]

Fan Zhe'an's profile picture is the most handsome picture of the physicist Max Planck. He has a handsome side face, hair so thick that it is impossible to see that he will go bald in the future, and glasses on the bridge of his nose. He is very stern.When Xu Zhencheng added it, he made a special note: Open the door from Planfan, I am Ein Sicheng.

Then turn back to the dialog with He Yu, try to focus on typing.

Honesty: Thanks, Yuko.

Hy: You don't have Verzian's phone number?

Honesty: Yes, 1xxxxxxxxxx

Hy: You can also add WeChat by entering your phone number directly.

I didn't expect there to be such a simple method, and it took such a big circle for nothing.Xu Zhencheng patted his not sober mind.Although he is not sober, but he called Fan Zhean's mobile phone number just now very smoothly.Probably because I have seen more recently, subconsciously memorized it.

Honesty: I'm sloppy, I feel too drunk and my brain is not working well.

When He Yu over there was chatting with Xu Zhenzhen, Jiang He was lying on the side watching. When he saw Xu Zhenxin's message, Jiang He said: "Ah, he's quite drunk..."

Jiang He finished speaking halfway and didn't continue.

"What?" He Yu didn't intend to continue replying.

"Once I went to the sincere internet cafe, Boss Xu mixed a new kind of wine, the alcohol content was ridiculously high, he was drunk, and he was drunk in the internet cafe, and he gave everyone who got on the plane 100 yuan for the Internet fee "Jiang He said with a smothered smile, "It's all good, but after the boss came up, Boss Xu was very unrestrained. If I didn't stop him, he would probably run off in the street."

He Yu imagined the scene, and at Jiang He's suggestion, he called Fan Zhe'an.Then he handed the mobile phone to Jiang He, and Jiang He narrated it with embellishments.

The person involved, Xu Zhencheng, did not know how Jiang He described his past feats.

Xu Zhenzhen emptied the rest of the wine on the table, and ordered a few more bottles of other flavors in the Tempt series. After trying them one by one, 7 was the best.

After mixing the wine, Xu Zhenzhen was completely drunk. He propped his head and looked at Tempt of different colors in front of him. The pattern on the bottle was well designed, and the color of the wine was attractive, as if he was inviting character.

The mobile phone on the table vibrated, and Xu Zhencheng picked it up.

"Hello?" Xu Zhencheng's voice was lazy.

"Boss Xu, where are you?"

The other end of the phone was a bit noisy, Fan Zhe'an was still in the sincere Internet cafe, and while waiting for Xu Zhencheng's response, he had a few words with Da Zhu.

Xu Zhencheng reported the name of the bar, and the phone was much quieter, with occasional car horns.

"Stay there and don't move, I'll come and find you right away."

Xu Zhencheng laughed, "Little kid, I still need you to pick me up, go to work honestly, don't try to use this excuse to skip work."

"I'm here, you put on your clothes first! Don't be too embarrassing!" Fan Zhe'an said anxiously, "Otherwise, don't blame me for pretending not to know you later."

Xu Zhencheng suspected that he had heard it wrong, "Why didn't I understand what clothes to wear?"

"Jiang He said you ran away."

Monk Zhang Er was puzzled Xu Zhenzhen stared at the blacked out phone screen, Fan Zhe'an had already hung up the phone.

After 10 minutes, Fan Zhean rushed into the bar, rejected the fiery beauty who was approaching with a QR code, and looked for someone at every corner.

There is no unimaginable running scene, someone is sitting very obediently on the sofa in the corner, with his head raised, his five fingers poked into the crevice of his hair, combing it once and for all.

His long hair hung down behind him, the light outlined his thin profile, the tip of his nose was delicate, and there was a drop of wine on his lips, which made his lips more moist.

She is cool and beautiful when she is not talking, but irritable when she is talking.

Xu Zhencheng felt that a tall figure was blocking his sight, and when he focused on it, it was Fan Zhe'an who was looking down at him.

Xu Zhencheng seemed to see two Fan Zhean, pointed at him and said, "Two handsome men."

Fan Zhe'an laughed at him, "I thought you were running away, drunk."

Xu Zhencheng hiccupped and finished what he hadn't said just now, "Fuck."

Fan Zhe'an: "..."

There was a man over there, walking towards this side with a wine glass, and when he approached, he found that there was another person beside Xu Zhenzhen, and asked that person uncertainly: "Is this your girlfriend?"

Fan Zhean looked at the man, "Well, what's the matter?"

When Xu Zhenzhen heard it, he was about to explode on the spot. He straightened his back and planned to curse, but Fan Zhe'an behind him covered his mouth, leaving only his hands waving at the man, as if he was signing.

Seeing their intimacy, the man didn't want to make fun of himself anymore, raised his glass to Fan Zhe'an, and drank it all in one gulp.Before leaving, he regretfully said: "Such a beautiful girlfriend, don't let her go out to drink alone, be careful that someone will pick up her corpse and take her away."

The lights in this bar were too dim, and he drank a lot of alcohol, the man couldn't see Xu Zhenzhen's gender clearly from the beginning to the end.

Xu Chengcheng doesn't blame him for not fussing with the blind man.

Xu Zhencheng stood up, drank the last sip of the wine bottle, put it on the table with a "snap", "Let's go, go home and sleep!"

Fan Zhe'an used his index finger to pick up the jacket that he had left behind, and put it on his arm, like a bodyguard, following behind this unreliable boss.

After going out, there were two crooked 'corpses' at the door, and they fell on the side of the curb. Xu Zhenzhen walked steadily, and he couldn't tell how drunk he was.

"Children, do you see that you don't come to this kind of place alone?" Xu Zhenzhen raised his foot and walked around one of them, "I'll give you a general introduction to what is called picking up corpses. People who are drunk to the point of mud have no resistance. The bar closes at midnight, and those heartless people who come out to drink alone sleep at the door. Some people with evil intentions will squat at the door of the bar, just like people who catch the sea, picking up whatever looks good."

Fan Zhe'an was beside him, ready to support him at all times, "If I don't come, you will be one of the corpses."

Xu Zhencheng rolled his eyes at him, "Even if I am a corpse, I am still the most handsome among them."

"The handsomer is the most dangerous." Fan Zhe'an felt that he didn't seem to be drunk, the logic was too clear, and he even knew how to boast.

Xu Zhencheng walked in front, turned around quickly, faced him, and walked back without stopping, "I know Taekwondo, black belt, who am I afraid of?"

He made the ready posture on the field, as if he was about to fight.

Fan Zhe'an laughed twice, "I was bragging at the time, weren't you?"

"I'm really not bragging, I really will, wait for me to demonstrate to you."

Xu Zhenzhen walked backwards, unable to see the road ahead, his heel hit the top of the soda can, he staggered and almost fell backwards.Fan Zhean grabbed his arm quickly.

Borrowing inertia, Xu Zhenzhen kowtowed his head on his shoulder, wrapped his arms around Fan Zhean's waist, and groped his abdominal muscles twice.

"Have you practiced it? It's really comfortable to the touch, without any excess flesh." Xu Zhenzhen took a deep breath.

Fan Zhe'an felt numb where the hot air was blown by him, his smile froze and he said: "Don't make trouble with me, you are quite drunk."

Xu Zhencheng laughed twice, raised his head, and said to his face: "Do you think I look drunk?"

To be honest, you can never tell if Xu Zhenzhen is drunk just by looking at his face. His skin seems impermeable, whether it is drinking or doing something bad, it will always be cold white like suet jade.This cheek is as impenetrable as a city wall, thick enough to describe it.

But Xu Zhencheng's pinna was slightly red, especially above the pinna, it was as red as if it had been burned.Fan Zhe'an touched his ear, it was really hot.

"No, but your anti-alcohol enzyme is good. Compared with other alcoholics, you, an alcoholic, are not prone to sudden death." Fan Zhe'an draped his coat over his shoulders.

Xu Zhenzhen covered his touched ears and glared at him, "Is it easy to touch ears?!" He used his hair to hide his ears so that Fan Zhe'an could not see them.

Fan Zhe'an was so cute by his appearance, his smile became even more publicized, "Boss Xu, you look so cute when you're drunk, like a hamster."

"What?" Xu Zhenzhen was still covering his ears, "You say I look like a mouse?!"

"Hamster."

"You are like a mouse, you are a fucking family of mice." Xu Zhencheng didn't forget to curse while putting on his coat.

Fan Zhe'an said at a loss: "Okay, what you say is what you say."

"I'm going to deduct your salary tomorrow, you just wait for me." Xu Zhenzhen threatened without arrogance.

When they reached a certain place, Fan Zhean pushed the bicycle out.Xu Zhenzhen disdainfully said: "You just ride this thing to pick you up?"

Fan Zhe'an easily stepped onto the car seat, patted the seat behind and said, "Your Majesty, that's all we have, will you go?"

"Don't go! I want to ride on four wheels!"

"Alright then, I'll go first and wait for you at home." Fan Zhe'an made a gesture to ride away.

The wheels suddenly pressed down, and the back seat was extra heavy, and Fan Zhe'an's clothes were caught by the people behind.The people behind murmured: "It's not bad to experience it once in a while, hurry up and drive back to the palace."

"Okay, hold on tight." Fan Zhe'an reminded.

"It's very stable, hurry up and ride! I'm so sleepy."

Fan Zhe'an just started, the person sitting behind seemed to have fallen asleep, slowly loosening the hem of his clothes.Fan Zhe'an freed one hand, reached behind and supported Xu Zhencheng.

Xu Zhencheng fell on Fan Zhe'an's broad back, feeling the warmth, rubbed his forehead against the protruding spine, and then hugged Fan Zhe'an's waist in a very secure embracing posture.

Fan Zhe'an was not at all worried that Xu Zhenzhen would fall, because he hugged him so tightly that it reached his stomach. If he hugged him for a while, yesterday's meal would be in vain.

"Small, thin, waist."

These were the last words Xu Zhencheng said before falling asleep.

"Practiced."

Fan Zhean replied.