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Ji Zi: "..."

This was obviously the words he heard complaining about the other party before.

Theresa smiled coldly and said:

"Major Himeko, I will leave the health issues of St. Freya Academy and Hyperion to you in the future."

"You know, funds are tight recently, and we don't even have enough manpower. I think the vacation you applied for before will have to wait for a while."

Himeko: (～￣(OO)￣)ブo(╥﹏╥)oW(￣_￣)W!

This is clearly retaliation!

However, the other party was still angry, so I had to wait for some time for the other party to calm down, and then buy some comics and ice cream to comfort the other party.

"I'm sorry, Teresa—"

Jizi, who has a strong desire to survive, chooses to tell the truth.

"I'm just a little concerned about how you're doing these days, so I asked Mo Yijun to come out and talk about you."

"snort--"

Teresa is not an arrogant person. Based on what she heard before, she also knows that Jizi is telling the truth. On the contrary, she has misunderstood the other party before.

However, this cannot change the fact that the other party is complaining about him behind his back, especially in front of Mo Yi. This matter must not be fooled so easily.

"If you have anything, can't you just ask me?!"

“···”

————Lick the dividing line until there is nothing left————

Two minutes later, after seeing Theresa and Ji Zi falling in love, Grandpa Mo Yi, who had been standing there acting as a telegraph pole, said:

"I'm going to make a glass of wine for everyone to try, who wants it?"

"I--"

"want--"

Well, anyway, a sheep is being driven, and a group of sheep are being driven, and everyone wants to try something new.

"Then just wait a moment-"

Grandpa Mo Yi chose the wine he wanted to use, and then poured it into the mixing pot one after another.

The bartender on the side showed that this was indeed the case, and secretly complained:

"Bartending is a very scientific matter. You don't even need a wine measuring device. Do you still think that like in the movie, you just pour the wine into the mixing pot and Xia Jiba shakes it, and that's it?"

"You're so naive. Bartending is a university subject, involving chemistry, physics and other sciences. The movies are all lies!"

As if he heard what the bartender was thinking, Grandpa Mo Yi suddenly turned to look at the bartender before he started shaking the wine.

"Snapped--"

With a strong slap of his right hand, the mixing bottle filled with various drinks on the table suddenly bounced up, and was then caught by Grandpa Mo Yi.

"I go--"

The bartender was startled by this sudden move. This is unscientific!

As a grass-roots member of the Destiny Organization, he has a series of master's degrees in physics, chemistry, etc. The phenomenon happening in front of his eyes at this moment would probably make Newton, the god of mechanics, jump out of his coffin in anger.

The force is mutual. With such a slap, why is only the cocktail bottle bouncing? Logically speaking, everything else has to be bounced away. Moreover, the table is just an ordinary table, how can it withstand such a force.

This is not scientific at all, nor is it collapse!

"Oh, so awesome——"

No matter what, Kiana was attracted by this hand and clapped her hands excitedly.

Then Grandpa Mo Yi, who was mixing the cocktail pot, began to shake Xia Jiba, the speed became faster and faster. The wine collided at various angles on the inner wall of the cocktail pot, forming a unique rhythmic sound.

"Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump (I planted a seed)..."

"Is this... a song?"

Ji Zi, who is a good drinker, can also mix drinks herself. Grandpa Mo Yi seems to be very powerful. She can shake out the afterimage, but she can do it even with her motor nerves. For someone who can use mysterious powers, it is not possible. Something particularly powerful.

To put it simply, even if I go up, I can do it——

It is the first time that a cocktail shaker can be used as a musical instrument and shaken to produce rhythmic sounds.

Even if they didn't say it, everyone had to admit that the sound made by the mixing bottle was unexpectedly magical and exciting, and some even wanted to tap their feet to the rhythm.

To be more precise, the people present who were paying attention to what happened here with Grandpa Mo Yi could no longer control themselves from shaking their legs. Only the Valkyries, whose mental resistance was much higher than that of ordinary people, were reluctantly holding on.

With his eyes closed, Grandpa Mo Yi shook the cocktail shaker to the rhythm and began to hum the divine song that tortured his ears in endless summers——

"You are my little Ya, little apple. I can never love you too much. Your little red face warms my heart and lights up my life. Your fire, fire, fire, fire..."

Along with the singing, Grandpa Mo Yi's thoughts returned to the time in his previous life. At that time, he was studying questions day and night for the college entrance examination. But whenever the time came, there would be a group of people who had passed the shelf life on the sports hall near the school. Beauty, where can you dance to the rhythm of "dengdengdeng".

Master Ban will praise you for those exquisite dance steps. When it comes to dancing, I will call you the best!

I still remember that figure running under the sunset, it was his lost youth!

"Fire fire fire fire fire..."

When Grandpa Mo Yi finished reminiscing, he came back to his senses and found that the scene was already so high that even Theresa and the others were brought to their knees by his humming, shaking their legs and singing, "You are my little girl." Little Apple'.

What can Grandpa Mo Yi do? It’s hard for him to despair!

Grandpa Mo Yi let go of the shaker in his hand. Due to the effect of inertia and centripetal force, the high-speed rotation of the shaker performed the fully automatic Xia Ji Eight Shakes in mid-air. From a distance, it looked like a star floating in the air. The satellite, while revolving around Grandpa Mo Yi, plays the accompaniment of Little Apple like a subwoofer.

Looking at the confused Ji Zi and others, Grandpa Mo Yi sighed and said:

"Let it sing a little longer—"

Chapter 493: King of Ham——Ozymandias

"Snapped--"

The cocktail jug, which had grown little apples three times and was shaken for three minutes, finally landed on the table under the influence of gravity and made a loud snapping sound.

The demons were dancing wildly and were so excited that the whole audience was singing "Little Apple" and shaking to the rhythm, but because of this loud sound, they suddenly stopped.