"Don't you know him yet?" Qin Ke had already expressed his habit of He Yin's social awesomeness. "He is not much, and he is not much, so who knows when he met him."

Lin Er turned his head and glanced at Xie Xiao: "Don't Xiao Zai know him?"

Xie Xiao glanced at the bald brother, then shook his head: "I don't know him, there are too many hippos brothers, I can't even remember them."

“…”

The so-called ceiling of social awesomeness is probably He Yin.

After He Yin warmly greeted his brother, he chose a seat on the third floor and greeted his friends and sat down: "Come on, sit there casually, don't be polite."

“…”

He seemed to have regarded himself as the owner of the shop here.

Wen Miao reached out to grab the menu on the table, looked down at him and asked He Yin, "Hippo, who is your brother?"

He Yin said "ah" and looked up and said, "Is this? Then wait a moment, don't worry, you have to let me think about it first."

Wen Miao: "?"

What else should I think about?

The relationship just now said hello so enthusiastically, but he didn’t even know who his brother was?

As a result, He Yin thought for a long time, but finally shook his head and gave up: "I forgot, I really can't think of it."

Wen Miao: “…?”

As if seeing her puzzled eyes, He Yin explained: "I don't remember what the boss is named, it's just that I've seen it a few times before."

"..." Wen Miao was a little confused, "Then are you calling him brother so enthusiastically?"

"Then I don't remember his name anymore. If I don't call him brother, I can't call him his name." He Yin's tone was very reasonable, "Besides, look, when I first met Boss Shen and Nicholas, didn't I call him brother?"

Shen Jiayu, who was cueed, said: "Ah, is that right?"

Xie Yan, who was also cueed, said: "It seems to be."

After ordering the skewers and sautéing, Wen Miao threw the menu to He Yin.

He Yin brushed a few strokes and almost hooked up the dishes on the menu.

Noticed his big move, Lin Er put his head over and glanced at the menu: "Did you order so much?"

"We have many people." He Yin gestured to the table.

"No matter how many people there are, there are only seven people." Liner pointed to the menu and said, "You have to order seventeen people."

Hearing Lin Er say this, Qin Ke also leaned over, glanced at the menu, and then answered: "Hippo, haven't you heard what you said on TV? It advocates the CD-ROM action and calls for rational consumption."

"But you are wild consumption." Wen Miao made an accurate summary.

He Yin touched his head and told the truth in his heart: "Master, I actually think you can finish eating."

Wen Miao: "?"

Wen Miao raised his head without any expression: "I'm a rice bucket?"

"No, how can it be said to be a food bucket?" He Yin said seriously, "at most it is Taotie."

Wen Miao: "..."

Close your hippo’s mouth!

After ordering the dishes, He Yin exchanged a few more greetings with his bald brother, and then he returned to the upper floor with a beer.

Although it was the time for dinner, the guests were basically on the first and second floors, and the table on the third floor was quite quiet.

There is a smart speaker on the freezer at the corner of the stairs, and there is a deafening DJ dance music inside.

DJ dance music obviously does not meet the tastes of their young people, and Liner first raised an objection: "Can you change a song?"

"It should be possible to change it." He Yin said, pulling the chair back and turning his head back, "What is that, Tmall Elf, or Xiao Ai's classmate?"

Xie Yan's position was facing the Bluetooth speaker. He narrowed his eyes and his eyes fell on the lower right corner of the speaker. There was a very small cat head there: "It seems to be a Tmall elf, right?"

"Is that so? Let me try." He Yin put his hand on the back of the chair, tilted his body towards the stairs, and shouted, "Tmall Elf?"

The red smart speaker did stop playing music and answered happily: "Hello, master."

Qin Ke felt that the response sounded a little familiar, and thought for a while and said, "Isn't this the same as the one on your bed?"

"It seems to be the same." He Yin didn't mean he was sure, "but it was too far away, I couldn't see clearly."

"Forget it, don't worry about what it looks like, let's change the song first." Qin Ke rubbed his ears, feeling that his ears were all hurt by this "If I were DJ, would you love me!"

"Okay." He Yin responded and shouted at the smart speaker again, "Tmall Elf--!"

Tmall Elf: "I'm here, you said."

He Yin said: "Change me a song."

Tmall Elf: "Okay, master, I will play Lin Zixiang's "Men Should Strengthen Self-Enhancing" for you soon."

Everyone: "..."

This song has a sense of ecstasy.

They don’t want to eat, but they can get a sword and a sword.

He Yin immediately said: "Tmall Elf, change me another more peaceful song."

Tmall Elf: "Okay, master, the Great Compassion Mantra will be played for you soon."

Everyone: "..."

Do you listen to the Great Compassion Mantra while eating???

After changing a few songs in a row, it seemed that they were not so suitable. He Yin had no choice but to look back at the others: "It seems that it doesn't understand people's words, why don't you order songs?"

He looked at Wen Miao, who was staring at the speaker: "Mao Master, please click?"

Wen Miao said "ah" and nodded and said, "Okay, I'll order."

She tilted her head and shouted to the speaker: "Tmall Elf, play "Guangdong Love Story"."

He Yin: "?"

This song is very consuming.

Sure enough, as soon as the prelude to this song came out, He Yin couldn't help but complain: "Master, what do you hear? A song from the 1990s?"

Wen Miao raised his head innocently: "I'm listening to Mumu."

“…”

He Yin turned his silent eyes to Lin Er.

Lin Er raised his head innocently and said, "I'm listening to Xie Tiantian."

“…”

He Yin looked away again and fell on Xie Yan.

Xie Yan supported his side face with one hand and raised his black eyes slightly: "Well, I heard it, is there any problem?"

“…”

He Yin didn't know how to answer this question from Nicholas for a moment.

Because he could hear that Nicholas didn't really think there was anything wrong with his taste in listening to the songs, but was asking him very seriously - "Ah? What's wrong with the songs I listened to? Isn't this okay?"

Thousands of words came to my heart and finally turned into a sentence: "Why are you so rustic?"

Xie Yan, who has been online and rustic without knowing it, said: "?"

Um?

Is it earthy?

It's OK.
Chapter completed!