Villain: The Heroine Heard My Heart, The Character Collapsed

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People in various booths in the bar received the news, and everyone passed it around, and many people found it interesting.

Because there is no such thing as mixed wine in this world. Beer is beer, white wine is white wine, and red wine is red wine. There is no such thing as the world before Chu Nanyang traveled.

The wine culture in the world before Chu Nanyang traveled was extensive and profound, with all kinds of drinking orders, drinking words and persuasive speech skills, not to mention the variety of wine, the history of wine, and the culture of wine.

This world is different. After all, it is a world in a novel. There is not enough research on wine culture, and only white wine and red wine are known.

It's no wonder that when these people heard that the guests sitting on the 13th card actually mixed wine, the girl stopped drinking her own wine and stopped talking about business.

Wu Yangyang rushed towards booth No. 13, fearing that he would not be able to grab a good seat to watch the excitement.

Yang Yong and others watched Chu Nanyang mix the wine anxiously while muttering something.

When Yang Yong looked up, he found that there were many guests around him unconsciously.

"Here, why did you come here, what's the matter?"

"Brother, isn't this a wine fight? Let's come over and have a look. Don't bother you?"

"That's right, I can also help my brothers to be notaries."

These people are either rich or expensive. Yang Yong is a minister of the security department in a good way, or a security guard in a bad way.

He didn't dare to say anything to these well-dressed people, so he shook his head and pretended not to see it.

Of course, he explained it to the people next to him.

"Since there are so many people testifying for us, Chu Nanyang won't be able to rely on Chu Nanyang if we win the wine fight later, and he has to pay for the wine!"

Chu Nanyang didn't care about Yang Yong's condition for a wine fight. It's not that he doesn't have money, and he won't lose.

Seeing many people surrounding booth No. 13, the manager of the bar thought that something had happened, and rushed over in a cold sweat.

He didn't say much when he found out that it was just a fight for wine, but it was a novelty when he asked about the mix of wine.

He thought in his heart that he should simply tell the other alcoholics who were still drinking.

The two groups of people fighting wine add a little fun and liveliness to the bar activities.

Not all the drinkers present like to join in the fun, and some drinkers still sit in their seats.

One of the women was glamorous, wearing leather clothes, a black coat, her hair combed behind her ears and a peaked cap, which could hardly conceal her beautiful face.

Because the woman was in a bad mood, she was drinking one cup after another in front of the bar, and there were already two or three empty glasses in front of her.

Seeing that it was getting late, the woman waved away the third man who came to strike up a conversation, and walked outside staggeringly.

On the side there was also a man who also stood up, dressed like a bodyguard, and followed the woman to dissuade many men who were about to move.

The woman walked out, and halfway through, she suddenly found a large group of people around the corner of the bar.

The sound was buzzing like a fly, and after two glances at the woman who was about to leave, she suddenly found that there seemed to be an acquaintance among the crowd.

Taking a closer look, the woman's eyes lit up and she moved over, froze to squeeze back and forth among the crowd to the front row.

At this time, Chu Nanyang had just poured the last bottle of wine into the wine basin in front of him.

"That's about it."

He nodded in satisfaction, admiring his outstanding work with his hands on his hips.

But this outstanding work reveals a breath of Cthulhu in the eyes of others.

I saw a big wine basin on the table of seat No. 13, and not only that, there were two spare large wine barrels beside it.

The wine pots and barrels are full of liquids, just look at the countless empty bottles around.

Newcomers can also guess that the liquid is wine.

And it's not just a kind of wine, there are red, white, yellow and green bottles.

Wines of various colors are mixed together, blooming a coquettish blue.

This made many people flustered.

Is this thing drinkable?

Is this something carbon-based organisms can import?

The guests around were talking about it.

"Do you think this thing is drinkable? It's all this color."

"Don't talk about it, I feel dizzy looking at it, I can drink white wine, I can also drink beer and red wine, but what kind of smell do you mix with him?"

"If you're curious, why don't you try it?"

"Hmph, I don't have the guts!"

"This wave of people has hatred? Eight against two, is this a wine fight [I feel like bullying."

"Look at who this drinker is, one of the two is a drinker. If you ask me, he might not be a Dionysus."

"I don't believe it. How can there be a Dionysus? Even if you can really drink it, you won't be afraid of your stomach bursting if you drink so much water?"

"That's right, don't worry about it, just wait and watch the excitement."

When Wu Zhu poured the last bottle of wine into the wine basin, his face was already red.

Chu Nanyang said with a smile: "Zhuzi, you didn't even drink this, and you got drunk just pouring wine? It's the same as before, and the Emperor of Wine is still so bad."

Wu Zhu poked his neck: "I'm just drinking to show my face! Don't worry, Brother Nanyang, I'll come first later!"

Knowing that the time has come, all the guests are waiting for the two sides to start fighting wine.

Yang Yong forced himself not to pay attention to the pot of wine in front of him, "Don't say we are bullying you, since you think you can drink 2 vs 8, then let's come, but you should remember the bet.

"Don't worry, I'm not someone who can't afford to lose, so much wine requires money, whoever loses will pay, right?"

"Okay, just know.

Yang Yong nodded, Zhongli and the others wanted to persuade them, but the two had conflicts for a long time.

Can you pour the wine back for him? Of course not, so I had to stand aside and keep silent.

Yang Yong picked up the wine glass and was about to put a glass in the basin when Chu Nanyang raised his hand suddenly.

"Wait a minute, don't worry."

"Chu Nan (are you alright) Yang, you are not cowardly, are you?" Yang Yong shook the wine glass in his hand.

"Of course not, let's have a fun appetizer before drinking."

Then he waved to the waiters in the crowd.

The waiter squeezed left and right and finally squeezed to the front.

"Hello sir, is there anything else you need? Do you need a few more bottles of wine?"

As the waiter in charge of Chu Nanyang's table, his commission today can be said to be a lot of money.

Therefore, for a customer like Chu Nanyang, of course, he is very respectful, and he can't wait to hang on Chu Nanyang's lap.

Chu Nanyang whispered a few words in the waiter's ear, the waiter looked surprised, then nodded and pushed out of the crowd.

He didn't leave for a long time, and returned from the back kitchen after only a minute or two.

There was a basket of things in his hand.

"Oh, let me let you let me go, I have boiling water in my hand, everyone give me a pass!"