After walking out of Chinatown, Ai Luo shook his head, which was a little dizzy from drinking.
He opened the cap of the mineral water bottle, rinsed his mouth, spit it out, and then took another sip before he felt better and walked unsteadily. on the streets of this city.
As the largest orange producer in Europe, you can see a patch of orange everywhere on the streets of Valencia.
It is really a veritable orange city.
The vegetation on the suburban streets is almost all orange trees.
Walking on the street, feeling the cool night breeze blowing from the Mediterranean Sea, I found a stone bench on the side of the street where I could sit and rest.
I lay down and looked at the sky, full of stars.
All of this seemed to be foretelling.
Tomorrow will be good weather again.
Of course, Ai Luo didn't think that far, he just looked at the sky quietly, not because of anything, just because he missed home.
He came to Valencia alone for more than two months, but he still hasn't made a call home. , I don’t know what my parents are doing now, and I don’t know if my sister is being naughty at home.
I turned my head and looked at the pairs of young lovers on the roadside, cuddling each other, or the father holding his son's hand, or the three generations of the family walking in the square opposite. .
"Hey, I don't want to think about it anymore.
In this beautiful night, I wonder if there is a sexy and beautiful Spanish girl waiting for me somewhere.
Hey," Ai Luo has a very strong ability to adjust his mood.
He sat up.
Continue walking towards the road ahead.
Because it was a bit late, there were no buses going back.
I wanted to take a taxi back directly.
Looking at the two untouched 100-yuan banknotes in my wallet, I felt a little sorry for the hard-earned money, and I was ready to carry it forward.
Taiwan style, go back Since winning her first A championship at the Japan Open last year, Maria.
Sharapova feels that she has had terrible luck this fall.
Not only did she stop in the third round of the Australian Open, she also stopped in the quarterfinals of the French Open a few days ago, so Sharapova was in a very bad mood.
After losing to Venus Williams with a score of 0-2 at the French Open, I called and sent a text message to my father who was also my agent, turned off my phone, and somehow took a plane from Paris to Valencia.
After getting off the plane, I booked a hotel, washed up and went out to relax.
After leaving the hotel, she walked straight along the main road without turning.
Sharapova was still a 17-year-old girl, and her moods came and went quickly.
She was very playful and was quickly attracted to this orange.
She was fascinated by the city, its different customs, and the handsome Spanish man who made her heart tremble.
In this strange country, lonely souls sometimes need to be comforted.
Sharapova thought about it and realized that she was already 17 years old, so she could have some fun and relax. .
As he thought about it, he whispered in a low voice, "What am I thinking about?
I'm dizzy."
It wasn't until I reached a bar called "esueodeunbar" that I stopped.
After thinking about it, I opened the door that only reached my waist.
Under the guidance of the waiter at the door, I came to a seat next to the piano and sat down. down.
When he reached an intersection, Ai Luo was stopped by a police officer wearing a police uniform, but he was very polite and said, "Sorry, sir, something happened ahead, so I can only ask you to take a detour."
"But that's my way home, Mr.
Policeman."
Aiello said, pointing to the road ahead.
"I'm really sorry, but you still have to take a detour."
Although the policeman was very polite, his tone was extremely firm, "Our colleagues ahead are still processing."
"What's the big deal?"
"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask."
The policeman glanced at Ai Luo, "Please take a detour."
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Since this road is blocked, we can only take a detour.
Remember, you can go back to the apartment by going right, but the distance is a little longer.
Remember, there is a very special bar in front of the Post Station, called "esueodeunbar", which means Dream Bar in Chinese. , Ai Luo, Andy, and Pisson have been to this bar several times, but this bar is different from other bars, or perhaps this bar is more appropriately called Qing Bar.
This type of bar operation is more suitable for guests who are more active but may not have company, so that guests can watch the bartender mix drinks when they are bored. , and the bartenders can chat with them when they are free, or even play simple games with the guests to relieve their worries.
This kind of bar is the most humane, and the guests often become good friends with the bartenders.
This allows the bar to have a certain number of regular customers.
By chance, a familiar and elegant piano music came out of the esueodeunbar, and it seemed to have a magical power that attracted Aiello and walked in.
Ai Luo opened the door, said hello to the waiter at the door familiarly, and walked to the bar in the middle of the bar.
He wanted to follow the Chinese students who were in their third year at the University of Valencia and were working part-time here.
Xiao Lei also said hello, but when he saw that he was busy making drinks and teasing the blond beauty who was watching him make drinks, he casually found an empty seat to sit down and ordered a glass of juice and an orange plate.
He rested his chin on his palm, put his elbow on the bar, and looked at the blond boy playing the piano.
To describe it in the words of later generations, this guy exuded elegance when playing his fingers.
He listened carefully to this piano song that he loved most in his previous life.
Qu Yu's mark This song was written by Lee Min-min, a musician who is best at depicting love in South Korea.
When he wrote this song, it was a starry night.
Suddenly, it rained.
Lee Min-min was so moved that he wrote "The Mark of Rain". song Just as Ai Luo was carefully savoring this piece of music and his soul was rapidly rising to a certain level, Xiao Lei hit Ai Luo on the shoulder and said jokingly: "Why are big stars coming here to hunt for beauty again?"
He looked inside the bar again and asked curiously, "Hey, didn't your two teammates come together today?"
Ai Luo was just about to get angry when he saw that the person coming was Xiao Lei.
He lowered his head and took a sip of juice.
He peeled off a piece of orange and after eating it, he slowly said, "Tomorrow we have to play a match against the Sevilla youth team.
They are inherently deficient." , I’m afraid of the old man, so I’m going back first.”
Xiao Lei seemed to be used to Ai Luo's disdainful but joking way of speaking.
He smiled and said, "There is a blond beauty sitting over there, why don't you go and hold it yourself?"
He pointed to the table next to the boy playing the piano. .
"Xiao" After hearing someone calling him, Xiao Lei turned around and responded, lying down and whispering in Ai Luo's ear, "Hey, I've been observing for a long time."
Then he looked sideways at the clock on the wall, "There's a person there.
I've been drinking for more than an hour."
After saying that, he winked at Ai Luo and then returned to his post of bartending.
"Give me two glasses of your secret drink."
Ai Luo walked over to Xiao Lei and ordered two glasses of wine meaningfully, and then the two of them smiled knowingly.
Soon, Xiao Lei mixed the wine.
Iroh walked towards the blonde beauty with two glasses of still bubbling wine.
"Beautiful lady, I wonder if I would be honored to treat you to a drink?"
Ai Luo asked softly with an expression that he thought was very elegant and handsome.
"Well, what did you say?"
The blonde beauty frowned, seeming unhappy to be disturbed, but out of good self-cultivation, she still looked up and replied vaguely in English.
"Hey, beautiful lady, I wonder if it's the honor to buy you a drink."
Ai Luo said what he just said again in English.
The blonde beauty curled her lips, "Can you come up with something new?"
Ailuo laughed dryly and shrugged, with a helpless expression, "When I see such a beautiful lady like you, I really can't find any other words to say to you."
"Taking up a conversation" the blonde beauty frowned, "Humph, aren't you Orientals very reserved?"
"We have a very popular idiom in China: see beauty and say goodbye."
Ai Luo put two glasses of wine on the table, moved to sit in the seat opposite the blonde beauty, and said with his chin in his hands.
"See beauty and say goodbye" "It means that if you see a beautiful woman who makes your heart beat, and if you don't take advantage of it and pursue it boldly, she will soon belong to someone else."
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After Ai Luo explained, he picked up the cup and touched it with joy.
The blonde beauty took a drink from her wine glass, then took a sip of the wine and glanced at it secretly from the corner of her eyes.
She had a high nose bridge, fair skin, and slightly curly golden hair, but she still felt a bit familiar.
"Haha, are all you Orientals so humorous?"
The blonde beauty searched her memory and said, "Are you Japanese, Korean or Chinese?"
Because she had the most contact with the first two people, and the last one just came to mind in passing.
Ai Luo curled his lips.
After time traveling, he still disliked Japan and South Korea.
He said unhappily, "I am Chinese."
After saying that, he realized that he seemed to have forgotten to introduce himself, so he quickly extended his right hand, " Hello, my name is Ai Luo, Chinese, now playing in Valencia.
“The youth team was selectively forgotten by Ai Luo.
The blonde beauty is also a cheerful person: "Hello, my name is Maria.
Sharapova, Russian" Ai Luo was stunned, and a lot of information quickly popped up in his mind: In 2004, 17-year-old Sharapova won her first career Grand Slam title at Wimbledon.
On August 22, 2005, he reached the top of the world rankings for the first time.
In 2006, he won his second Grand Slam at the US Open.
In 2008, he won his third Grand Slam at the Australian Open.
In 2012, he won the French Open championship for the first time and his fourth Grand Slam.
And the most important thing for Aiello is that she was selected as the most beautiful female athlete by Sports Illustrated in 2006.
Damn it, no wonder it looks so familiar
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