The evolution of the super god knight

Chapter 28 Art and Love

A few minutes later, An Lan took off her apron, brought a cup of coffee that at least looked mellow and rich to Lena, and said politely: "Please!"

Everything is done in strict accordance with the instructions in the manual, and there will be no accidents this time.

Angel Yan also looked at Lena and the coffee with great interest. According to her observation just now, the steps and ingredients ratio of An Lan's coffee making are exactly the same as the video tutorials on the Internet.

Can An Lan really break the coffee curse this time?
Reina rubbed her palms together, and stared brightly at the beautiful cup of coffee in front of her, which also had a Doraemon Latte pattern.

Without a doubt, this is a work of art!

With devotion to art in her heart, Reina gently picked up the coffee cup, first stirred it with a small spoon, then took a breath, brought the coffee cup to her lips and took a sip.

This... what kind of smell is this! ?

Lena's expression froze instantly, her whole body was trembling and her brain was in a state of confusion, she couldn't believe that such a good-looking coffee could taste so... strange.

Kamigawa's innate desire to survive forced Reina to spit out the coffee immediately, but because the coffee was so good, Reina forced herself to hold back the desire to spit it out.

Could it be something wrong with my sense of taste?
The unbelieving Lena took another sip, rolling her tongue like tasting red wine, allowing her taste buds to come into more contact with the coffee.

Um! ?

Lena's first-class facial features twisted and curled up into a chrysanthemum in an instant. If it wasn't for the sake of face, she might just lie on the ground and roll all over the floor.

This expression is somewhere between dead mother and eating shit.

Apparently the spell was not broken.

Just by looking at Leina's expression, Angel Yan knew that An Lan had failed again this time, even though he had done his best in all aspects.

"How?" An Lan asked expectantly.

Trembling, Lei Na put down the coffee cup silently, feeling that she was a big wronged person, resisting the desire to beat An Lan up, thought for a moment, and then asked: "The store manager.

What's the ugliest thing you've ever drank? "

"Worst thing to drink? Diesel."

"You actually drank diesel, what kind of strange taste is this?"

Lena was very surprised, can something like diesel really drink, the taste of earth people is so different from that of Lieyang?
"Haha, I accidentally drank it."

An Lan laughed and explained: "It happened about two years ago. At that time, I went to the gas station and ran for two kilometers after refueling, only to find that the engine was not right. diesel fuel.

I saw a short video saying that putting one end of the plastic pipe into the fuel tank, and holding the other end with your mouth, you can suck the oil out.

Accidentally, I sucked harder. "

It turned out to be the case.

Lena patted her chest lightly. Did I just say that although the earth is more fashionable than Lieyang, it is a pre-nuclear civilization after all, and it should not have evolved to the point of drinking diesel.

Reina paused, and said with a serious expression: "This cup of coffee, 1000%, is worse than diesel."

An Lan:! ! ! ?

"How could it be worse than diesel? Could it be something wrong with your sense of taste?"

"This goddess is 1000% sure that there is nothing wrong with my sense of taste!"

Reina waved her small fist, pushed the coffee cup forward, and said with a bitter face, "If you don't believe me, try it yourself. If it's really bad, you have to refund my money!"

rnm, refund the money!
"I'll try it."

An Lan unbelievingly picked up the coffee cup that Lena had used, and also took a sip...then silently put it down.

Hmmm... indeed 1000% worse than diesel.

But it is impossible to refund the money. An Lan's service purpose is the same as that of Deyun Club, that is, no refunds!
"This smell is normal."

After swallowing the coffee, An Lan looked as usual. His acting skills have always been excellent.

But Angel Yan still caught the loophole in An Lan's acting skills: An Lan put down the cup and subconsciously pushed towards Lena, which proved that he was very resistant to this cup of coffee.

"It's normal to have such bad coffee?"

Lena was even more surprised with confusion and doubt in her eyes. She had heard that coffee might be a bit bitter and difficult to get used to, but the taste was too out of line.

Are the tastes of people on earth so unique?

"Because the name of this cup of coffee is [Love]."

An Lan's voice was full of emotion, and she flicked the goddess of injustice in front of her in a serious manner, explaining: "Why is my coffee called [Balenciaga in coffee]?
Because my coffee not only contains the technical charm of making coffee, but also contains my understanding and favor of art.

You know, Balenciaga is not just clothing and fashion items, it is also a work of art.

what is love?
It's wanting to touch but not daring to touch, it's being afraid of losing when you get it, and regretting it after losing it.Those who fall in love get not only sweetness, but also endless bitterness.

Anyone can express the sweet side of love with coffee.But I am the only one in the world who can express the bitter side of love with things like coffee.

It's not just a cup of coffee, it's a cup of art.

If, like those vulgar and ignorant people, you only use your sense of taste to comment on this artwork, it will only prove that you are vulgar.

Tasty! "

The level of coffee production between An Lan and Mr. E is indistinguishable.Fortunately, An Lan's level of deception is not lower than that of E.

Lena, who was scolded by An Lan, had a dull expression.Ah, is it because I am too superficial? There are so many things contained in this small cup of coffee?
"Try it again and see if you can taste the true essence of this cup of coffee." An Lan pushed the dangerous cup forward again.

Emmmm......

Lena stared at the cup of coffee with some apprehension and resistance, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed from Fu Ling's heart to her brain, this, isn't this the kind of feeling that you want to touch but dare not touch?
Reina, who seemed to have realized something, picked up the coffee and suppressed the discomfort and resistance in her heart, and took a few more sips. The smell that was a hundred times worse than diesel oil went straight to the brain through the taste buds.

"I seem to understand art and love." Lena, who has been limped by An Lan, feels that she has probably sublimated, and has become a goddess who has escaped the vulgar taste.

"You are a person who really understands art." An Lan smiled gratifiedly.Great, finally someone understands me and my coffee.

What is art?
Art is when you spend tens of thousands of dollars to buy a top-notch international fashion, spend millions to buy a pair of calligraphy and paintings of celebrities that you can't understand at all, and spend hundreds of millions to buy a pair of "Sunflower" with zero real value. ...

Obviously he has done a big wrong, in order not to lose face, in order to find the next victim, in order to prove his artistic taste, he has to bite the bullet and applaud.

If the broad masses don't understand or like it, then that's right.Everyone likes it, doesn't it prove that I am the same as those mediocre people?
(End of this chapter)