Chapter 31
The first time Zhang Zhilin discovered he had a habit of wearing women's clothing was when he was a child and secretly wore his mother's high heels.
At that time, he didn't have any other thoughts, he just thought it looked good and was more comfortable than the bulky sneakers worn by other people his age.
Later, when he grew up, Zhang Zhilin could no longer wear the women's shoes in his family's shoe cabinet. His mother would clean the wardrobe regularly. After going to college, he lived in the dormitory with other people.
No matter how you look at it, this is not the right time to develop your "personal hobbies".
Until I met the manager of this store.
Zhang Zhilin comes to this coffee shop to work every Saturday night. People here don’t call him a “transvestite”. Some people call him a “cross-dressing guy”, and some people can’t even tell that he is a man.
He put on his clothes and walked to the dining area of the cafe with the tray. The barista greeted Zhang Zhilin and handed him two cups of ground coffee.
"The guests at table 22 ordered it."
Zhang Zhilin held the tray steadily and walked towards table 22 in high heels. There were two people sitting at the table. One had his back to Zhang Zhilin and his face could not be seen clearly, and the other looked like a college student.
The man opposite reached out and pinched the college student's face. The two looked very close, like a couple.
Zhang Zhilin brought the coffee in front of him to the table without saying a word. For the sake of customers' dining experience, waiters like them are usually "dumb".
I guess no one wants to see a delicate and beautiful lady speaking in a rough man's voice.
"Why didn't you tell me that the food was served? You scared me." The man with his back to Zhang Zhilin spoke. The voice was very familiar. The man's hand moved down from the face of the male college student opposite him.
Zhang Zhilin looked at the man, his body stiffened, and the coffee in his hand accidentally tilted and spilled on his hand, but fortunately not much was spilled, and most customers would not mind.
His hands usually don't shake, and the reason they were shaking was probably because he realized he had seen this man before.
That night in Cardino, this man came out of the bathroom with a male college student, and now he was touching faces with another male college student in a cafe.
My private life is quite messy.
That’s right, this person is Ji Zeyu.
Ji Zeyu didn't recognize Zhang Zhilin. After all, the boy looked like a nerd that day. Although his glasses fell off that day, he put on makeup today and looked completely different.
Zhang Zhilin didn't say anything, nodded to Ji Zeyu to express his apology, took out a tissue to wipe the coffee spilled on the table, and then hurried away.
"Brother, is this girl mute?" The boy opposite spoke to Ji Zeyu.
"Then I'm committing a serious crime." Ji Zeyu turned around and looked at Zhang Zhilin who was leaving in a hurry. For some reason, a sense of guilt arose in his heart.
He scolded a mute for not speaking. He is capable of doing such a thing that touches people's soft spot. He deserves to die.
But when I saw that girl just now, I always had a familiar feeling. I felt like I had seen her somewhere, but I couldn’t remember where exactly, especially those eyes.
Zhang Zhilin has beautiful eyes. Li Cheng once teased him, saying that if he wore colored contact lenses, he would be a handsome man. However, it would be useless if he couldn't get rid of his bookish air.
Ji Zeyu stood up, and his younger brother opposite him looked at his cousin with a little confusion.
"You drink, I'll go apologize."
Ji Zeyu didn't know what he was thinking. He obviously had no interest in women, but he always felt that the woman just now gave him an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
Of course, there was more than just a sense of intimacy; Ji Zeyu also felt a special sense of guilt.
It's the kind of guilt you get after insulting a disabled person.
"Hello, I'd like to find your waitress." Ji Zeyu leaned on the bar and talked to the barista. He had a good body proportion. If Xing Zhao was a double-door refrigerator with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, it would give people an inexplicable sense of security.
Then Ji Zeyu has the body of a thin-muscled guy, he looks thin when he takes off his clothes, and he has muscles when he puts on clothes.
Coupled with his usual humorous conversation and his personality of saying one thing to one person and another to another, there are many men and women around Ji Zeyu.
The barista looked around and saw that there was only one waitress working today, who was taking orders at a seat next to the door.
"Hello, over there."
Ji Zeyu glanced at the place the waitress pointed and shook his head: "It's not her, it's the other one, the mute sister."
What a coincidence, there was only one waitress, but the mute sister didn't know who she was.
"I'm sorry, I'm not sure who you're looking for. Do you know her name?"
"I don't know. He's pretty good-looking and can't talk. These characteristics should make him easy to find."
"It's not easy to find. Most of the waiters here should fit the description of the mute sister you mentioned."
Ji Zeyu froze for a moment. It turned out to be a restaurant friendly to the re-employment of people with disabilities. It was a bit touching that they recruited so many disabled people to work as waiters in the restaurant.
It's like giving people a second life.
"Your boss is so kind-hearted, he will definitely succeed."
Ji Zeyu gave a sincere compliment. The boss must be quite capable, as he could hire so many dumb beauties as waiters.
The barista was stunned for a moment, then gave a polite smile. It was obvious that the person in front of him was not the target audience of their coffee shop, so there was no need to explain too much, and polite service was enough.
At this moment, our "dumb beauty" is changing clothes in the locker room. This job is good in every way. The working hours are not long, the work is not troublesome, and the salary will be transferred through the account every day.
She is indeed quite capable, for example, she was able to attract a top student like Zhang Zhilin to be her coffee maid.
Although it also satisfied Zhang Zhilin's little hobby.
Why not do something that has the best of both worlds?
When Ji Zeyu found the locker room along the corridor, Zhang Zhilin had already changed his clothes and left. He had classes later and came now because there was an event just now and he needed people to fill the room.
Zhang Zhilin, who had changed back into his heavy glasses, passed by Ji Zeyu who was walking over. Regardless of whether Ji Zeyu remembered Zhang Zhilin's face that night, his mind was now completely on no one else.
So when Zhang Zhilin passed by him, Ji Zeyu simply ignored him.
After searching around, he couldn't find the mute sister. Ji Zeyu could only return to his seat. His cousin looked up at Ji Zeyu and asked, "Are you back to apologize?"
Although Ji Zeyu has a messy private life, his family doesn't know about it. In the eyes of his cousin, Ji Zeyu is just a cousin who has some money and is polite.
Isn't it polite to chase someone out and apologize after they said something unintentionally?
Ji Zeyu shook his head: "I didn't see it, I seem to be sick."
The cousin raised his hand and touched his cousin's forehead. It was as cold as ice. "No fever? Stomach flu? Feeling like vomiting?"
"No, kid, don't get involved. Go back to class after you finish your drink. Don't come to my house to play games tonight."
"Why aren't you going? Did I say something wrong? If I don't go, won't your new game just gather dust?"
Ji Zeyu stood up: "Then you go by yourself, I have something to do tonight, anyway, someone will open the door for you."
After saying that, Ji Zeyu turned around and walked while talking on the phone: "I'm going to the bar tonight to teach a class to the new models."
Ji Zeyu hung up the phone and frowned slightly: "I don't believe it. Can my orientation change? But that girl is really pretty."
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After Wei Ge finished his last class in the afternoon, he bought a loaf of bread from a convenience store. While unpacking the bag, he checked the cloud to see if there was any room in the studio.
Nowadays, schools use cloud technology for everything. It’s okay to sign in for class with a mobile phone, but whether it’s a study room, library or art studio, people like to make reservations online.
It’s a waste of time to go to the cafeteria to eat. I’m not particularly hungry today, so I’ll just eat some bread to fill my stomach.
The location on the phone became darker and darker. The competition was approaching, the school was full of competitors, and the competition for the painting studio was also intensifying.
Especially at night, creators always have more inspiration at night.
Wei Ge held a piece of bread in his mouth while his fingers slid across the screen rapidly.
The big words "Poor Network Connection" flashed again and again on the phone screen. Before the screen could refresh, the bread in my mouth was snatched away by someone else.
I wonder who is so bold as to snatch food from the mouth of a spear.
Wei Ge looked up without stopping his hands, and kept pressing the refreshed position until he saw Xing Zhao standing in front of him with a lot of bags.
"Uncle Xing?" Wei Ge was stunned. Who would have thought that Xing Zhao would appear here at this moment.
It’s not that Xing Zhao shouldn’t come, it’s that Xing Zhao has no reason to come.
"Is this what we're eating for dinner?" Xing Zhao glanced at the bread in his hand. He had no appetite and it was just a dry piece.
If you feed this to children directly, they will suffer from malnutrition.
"I'm about to have a competition, and I want to go to the studio to practice in the evening, so just a bite will be fine." Wei Ge took the bread from Xing Zhao's hand, feeling that it looked a bit out of place in Xing Zhao's hand.
"Then don't eat this. I brought you something." Xing Zhao handed the thing in his hand to Wei Ge and took the bread back from Wei Ge.
The bread was also moved back and forth in the air several times.
I guess it didn't expect that it would be so popular after being opened, and was fought over by two people.
Xing Zhao packed a lot of things for Wei Ge, including a small cake from a few kilometers away, a fruit platter, pearl milk tea, and a bowl of sugar water.
To put it bluntly, the Lu Shui delicacies recommended by artificial intelligence are collected from various places, and it is estimated that many of them are advertisements.
However, Xing Zhao picked out a few expensive items to buy. You get what you pay for, and even with the advertisements, they probably won’t taste that bad.
"No need..." Wei Ge thought that he could go back to eat with Xing Zhao. After all, after what the two of them had done just now, there must be no seats left.
Unexpectedly, Wei Ge looked down at his phone and saw four big words appearing on the screen: [Successfully grabbed a seat].
"Uncle Xing!" Wei Ge held up his phone to show Xing Zhao, "I managed to grab a seat. I thought I wouldn't be able to get one today."
After saying that, Wei Ge immediately took the paper bag from Xing Zhao's hand, his eyes narrowed like crescent moons, "Thank you, uncle. I will be back later tonight, but not if I stay all night. I have to go now. This studio has a timer."
Xing Zhao looked at Wei Ge's back and found that he seemed to have misunderstood.
The kid wasn't angry because he didn't defeat himself. On the contrary, he took the competition seriously and wanted to work hard.
fine.
Knowing that hard work shows that a person is teachable, Xing Zhao nodded with satisfaction. While sending a message on his mobile phone, he took a bite of the bread he had just snatched from Wei Ge.
After taking a bite, Xing Zhao coughed violently a few times, switched interfaces, and sent a voice message: "Control the products in the Luda Academy of Fine Arts Supermarket. Don't sell the ones that taste bad."
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