Restarting 16 Years Old, the Champion is Tiger and Tea

Chapter 412: The Expert in Passing the Buck

Wen Xin looked up at Tan Mu, who was smiling in a cute way, and her heart melted.

In that life, every time Tan Mu got drunk, he would act foolishly in front of her, and when he drank too much, he would even act coquettishly and cutely.

The originally brilliant and overbearing academic boss turned into a cute silly roe deer before my eyes.

This cute contrast always makes her angry and amused, and her heart softens.

But the amazing thing is that this behavior only happens in front of Wen Xin. Before meeting Wen Xin, he was just an ordinary drunkard.

Wen Xin followed him out.

Tan Mu was tall and had long legs. After walking two steps, he realized that Wen Xin's short legs couldn't keep up with him, so he quickly slowed down his pace.

"Wen Xin, you didn't even ask me where I was taking you. Aren't you afraid that I would sell you out?"

Wen Xin looked up and met his slightly misty gaze: "Don't worry, I have money. Sell me and redeem myself. Then I can trick the buyer into buying you."

Tan Mu answered seriously: "The buyer doesn't want me."

"Who said that? If the buyer doesn't want it, the buyer's wife will definitely want it."

Alas, alcohol really affects the brain, and the conversation has become so stupid.

We got in a taxi and sped along the way, finally stopping at the entrance of an old street. There were many busy restaurants along the road.

Tan Mu stopped at the door of a house, and Wen Xin looked up at the sign: [Old Time Music Restaurant and Bar].

Pushing open the wooden door painted in post and telecommunications green, you will see the lobby with dim lighting, mottled brick walls, and a strong sense of nostalgia.

The walls on both sides of the door are filled with items from the 1980s.

The black and white TV, old refrigerator, sewing machine, tape recorder, and various objects of different sizes instantly brought back Wen Xin's memories.

Inside the lobby, there is a stage where the resident singer is singing "Thousands of Songs".

It really has a full sense of the times.

"Yes, there are fewer people at this time. The last time they brought me here, I had to wait for a seat."

Tan Mu asked Wen Xin to sit down, and Wen Xin pushed him to the opposite side with his back to the door: "I'll sit here, I want to watch TV."

Tan Mu looked back and saw that the black and white TV was playing "Blood Ties". There was no sound, but the picture was clear enough.

If you do the math, they were just in junior high school when they watched this TV series.

"Did you like watching this when you were a kid?" Tan Mu asked as he marked on the menu.

Wen Xin's eyes were glued to the TV:

"I liked it very much. I was obsessed with it at that time. You know, I even bought Yamaguchi Momoe's autobiography, called "The Bleak Time". Now that I think about it, I can be considered a crazy fan of stars."

Wen Xin suddenly looked at Tan Mu curiously: "Don't you boys like to watch this?"

Judging from his expression just now, he seemed to be very unhappy.

"I don't like it. It's boring because it's all about crying over love. We like Huo Yuanjia, Chen Zhen, and Shaolin Temple."

“Shaolin Temple is a movie, okay?”

"Is there a difference?"

Okay, I’ve talked to death.

The drinks and cold dishes were served just in time. Wen Xin grabbed the drink bottle and was very surprised:

"Shanhaiguan? I haven't seen it for many years. When I was a kid, Yuncheng also had soda from the province, but I still like the orange juice from Shanhaiguan. It tastes better."

Tan Mu raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Right, I like this too. This tastes different from other brands of orange soda."

Wen Xin was gnawing on chicken feet and drinking soda, and his satisfied look amused Tan Mu.

This woman, although she is a domineering rich girl, is always easily satisfied by small things.

A shot of Miura Tomokazu appeared on the TV, looking back at Yamaguchi Momoe and smiling. Wen Xin suddenly felt that the brilliance on the screen dazzled her eyes.

"Hey, your eyes are wide open, be careful not to drool." Tan Mu stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Wen Xin.

Wen Xin rolled her eyes: "Don't disturb me from looking at my idol. Now that I think about it, I was actually more obsessed with Miura Tomokazu when I was a kid. I thought he was incredibly handsome."

Tan Mu looked back carefully for a while, then said: "No wonder, it turns out that this is why Chai Yuxuan caught your eye."

Wen Xin was stunned, looked at Tan Mu, then looked at the people on TV, and suddenly something dawned on him.

Chai Yuxuan's pair of almond-shaped eyes really resemble those of Miura Tomokazu.

"Oh my god, so that's how it is. I've always wondered why I was so blind when I was a kid. I could see all his bad habits, so why did I become obsessed with him? Tsk tsk, it turns out that the culprit is Miura Tomokazu."

Tan Mu chuckled and Wen Xin glanced at him.

"Why, are you making fun of me? I've suffered such a big loss, I have to use some psychological victory method, otherwise what if I get depressed? It's good to let Miura Tomokazu take the blame."

Tan Mu leaned back in his chair, tilted his head and looked at Wen Xin, unable to help laughing:

"Yeah, that's good. He must have taken a lot of blame in his life, so you're not the only one. You're really good at passing the buck."

Wen Xin rolled his eyes at him and continued to chew the chicken feet seriously.

She bit off every joint, chewed it clean, and then casually placed the pieces on the plate in front of her. Soon, a complete chicken claw skeleton appeared on the plate.

This is something she has loved doing since she was a child, so much so that she has become very skilled at it and can do it without even thinking.

Tan Mu's mouth was almost curled up: "Your chicken claw reminds me of the human skeleton in our laboratory. The structure of chicken claw is similar to that of human finger bones, but with one finger missing."

Wen Xin choked up all of a sudden: "Tan Mu, are you going to let me eat?"

Tan Mu smiled and used chopsticks to eat the vegetables beside him. Wen Xin handed him a chicken claw and said, "Here, medical students, have a bite of this."

Tan Mu shook his head: "I don't like it. It's too much trouble and there's not much to it."

"Then why did you order this?"

"You said that soaking chicken feet is a perfect match for watching dramas."

Wen Xin's face turned red: "Tan Mu, if you put your IQ and EQ into picking up girls, you'd definitely be a good hand, how come you've been single for so many years?"

Tan Mu smiled bitterly:

"In my entire life, you are the first person who says that I have high emotional intelligence. The women around me are divided into two groups. One group says that I don't understand romance, and the other group doubts my sexual orientation."

"I've been divorced for more than a decade, which has provided these people with a lot of topics to talk about."

Wen Xin laughed out of amusement, but then thought it was hurtful to others' self-esteem, so she quickly suppressed her laughter, took off her gloves and touched Tan Mu's face with the soda bottle.

"Well, you don't have to be depressed. You see, I belong to the third group. I think you are both romantic and positive."

Tan Mu drank his soda, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and motioned Wen Xin to look at the stage inside the lobby.

Wen Xin looked back and saw that the resident singer was giving up the stage to the audience who requested songs. A middle-aged woman came on stage.

As the prelude sounded, Wen Xin chuckled, "It's 'Dream Chaser'."

Tan Mu nodded slightly: "I remember this, it's the song of "Flying Fox of Snow Mountain". When we were juniors, our classmates often gathered in the activity room to watch the show."

[...In the reincarnation of the past and the future,

Who is wandering in fate.

......

Look at me, don't let your beauty sleep alone.

Youth without regrets is immortal, my love is forever.

...... 】

The familiar lyrics made Wen Xin's nose sore. She lowered her eyes, took out a wet wipe and gently wiped the corners of her mouth and fingertips.

After thinking for a while, she raised her eyes and looked at Tan Mu earnestly.

"Tan Mu, can you go up with me and sing a song?"

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