There were a total of five dishes on the table, plus a small pot of sea clam rice. In less than an hour, the two of them had polished everything off.
On the surface, Qin Su appeared very much like a refined young lady, but when it came to eating, she didn’t hold back at all.
There was no pretentiousness whatsoever—she didn’t care about Su Yang’s gaze at all, chowing down like a machine, which left Su Yang dumbfounded.
Among all the girls he had ever known, Qin Su was by far the biggest eater so far.
Even Ren Lingxi couldn’t compare; she was just greedy and liked to try everything, but when it came to actually eating, she couldn’t really put away much.
Qin Su was different, though—she genuinely had a huge appetite. Most guys probably didn’t have as big a stomach as she did.
“I never would have guessed you could eat so much,” Su Yang said with a laugh.
“I’ve been a big eater since I was a kid.”
“But you’re not fat at all.”
“Right? So many women are jealous of me for that—I can eat whatever I want and never gain weight.”
“Amazing, amazing. I really didn’t think we’d finish all this food and rice.”
“You’ve got quite an appetite yourself,” Qin Su said, swirling her red wine glass with a smile.
“I’m a guy, so my appetite is naturally bigger.”
After finishing the meal, they had only refilled the red wine four times, so they hadn’t really drunk much.
Qin Su stood up and said, “Let’s not sit here anymore. Come on, let’s move to the bar.”
“Sure, but let’s clear the dishes first.”
“Just leave them for now. I’ll throw them in the dishwasher later.”
“Alright then, let’s go.”
The two moved from the dining table to the bar.
Qin Su’s bar was basically the same as ones in bars or coffee shops—L-shaped.
On the short side, a coffee machine was set up, while the long side was good for sitting and having a little drink, letting you experience the vibe of a bar at home.
Qin Su adjusted the lighting around the bar area, turning off the surrounding lights and leaving only a few yellow spotlights and the lights inside the bar.
The feel of a chill lounge instantly appeared.
“Oh, nice! This really has a vibe,” Su Yang complimented.
“Right? Just wait, it still needs some background music.” She walked around to the other side, tinkered with a laptop for a moment, and then a melodious, gentle tune flowed out from the speakers on the left and right walls of the bar.
“How’s this?” Qin Su returned and sat down beside Su Yang.
Su Yang gave a thumbs up: “Perfect. You don’t even need to go to a bar—you can enjoy it right here.”
“Hehe, I also like experiencing that bar atmosphere at home.”
“Alright, then let me make it even more immersive for you.” Su Yang stood up, walked behind the bar, and then looked at Qin Su with a smile. “Miss, what would you like to drink?”
Qin Su instantly slipped into character. She crossed her legs, tapped her fingers lightly on the counter, and said, “I’ll have a Margarita~”
“Got it, miss. A moment, please.” Su Yang nodded, turned to the wine rack, and took down a bottle of tequila, a bottle of Cointreau, and some cocktail syrup.
Then he bent down, grabbed a fresh lemon from the mini-fridge under the bar.
Watching Su Yang quickly gather everything needed for a Margarita, Qin Su asked with some surprise, “You didn’t work at a bar before, did you?”
Su Yang shook his head with a grin. “I’m working at a bar right now, aren’t I?”
“Seriously, how are you so familiar with all this?”
On hearing this, Su Yang thought to himself, It’s because the bro here has a cheat ability.
The Wine God skill not only kept him from getting drunk but also made him an expert on every kind of alcohol in the world, including cocktails.
So the moment she named a drink, Su Yang’s mind naturally knew how to make it.
He looked at Qin Su and smiled. “Because I’m a big fan of drinking too. The Margarita is super famous—of course I’m familiar with it.”
“Oh, that makes sense.”
Su Yang smiled and said no more. He picked up a jigger with one hand and the tequila bottle with the other, pouring 50ml of tequila.
Then he poured the tequila into a cocktail shaker, added 30ml of Cointreau orange liqueur, 20ml of freshly squeezed lemon juice, and 10ml of syrup.
Once that was done, he bent down, took out some ice cubes, added them to the shaker, grabbed a bar spoon, and swirled it inside a couple of times. After that, he closed the lid, lifted the shaker to his ear, and shook it vigorously—his movements looked very professional.
The sound of rattling filled the shaker.
Qin Su propped her chin on her hand with great interest, watching Su Yang’s technique.
After more than ten seconds, Su Yang set down the shaker. He turned to a hanging glass rack and took down a Margarita glass, specifically for that cocktail, and placed it on the counter.
Then he cut a small piece of lemon, ran it along the rim of the glass, and looked around the counter for something.
Seeing this, Qin Su asked, “What are you looking for?”
“Salt.”
“Oh, right! You still need salt. How meticulous you are!!”
“Not really.”
“What?”
Su Yang smiled. “You don’t have any salt at this bar?”
“I’m not that meticulous! I’ll get it from the kitchen,” Qin Su said, hopping off the bar stool and running to the kitchen.
She quickly returned with a bottle of salt.
“Here.” She handed the salt to Su Yang and sat back down on her stool.
Su Yang picked up the glass and carefully coated the rim with a ring of salt.
The last two steps. He opened the lid of the shaker and poured the liquor into the glass. Then he cut another small slice of lemon and placed it on the rim.
A pale yellow, translucent Margarita cocktail was successfully made.
Su Yang picked up the glass and placed it in front of Qin Su. "Here you go, miss. Your Margarita."
Clap, clap, clap!
Qin Su shook her head while watching Su Yang and applauded. "Impressive! You’re amazing!"
"What’s so impressive about one cocktail? Give it a try."
"It’s not just about the drink. The main thing is, from the moment I started spending time with you, I haven’t found anything you can’t do."
"Not only do you know a lot, but you’re also really skilled at everything. That's what’s truly impressive!"
"Ha, thanks for the compliment. Go on, give it a taste."
"Alright." Qin Su picked up the glass and took a small sip. As soon as she drank it, she immediately gave a thumbs-up. "You have to try it too. The flavor is spot on!"
"Really? Let me have a taste." Su Yang took the glass, politely turned it slightly, and took a small sip.
"Yeah, not bad. It tastes just right."
"But I feel like it tastes even better than the ones from outside. Why is that? Isn’t the recipe the same?"
Su Yang smiled. "Maybe it’s because you’re drinking it at home. The environment and mindset can make a difference."
"Is that so?"
"Probably."
"Then make one for yourself too."
"Alright." Su Yang turned around, grabbed some liquor, and mixed himself a Cuba Libre.
After finishing, he walked out from behind the bar and sat down next to Qin Su. They clinked their glasses, listened to some music, and chatted while drinking—very comfortable.
"Su Yang, I’m getting more and more curious about you."
"What do you mean?" Su Yang asked, taking a sip.
"You give me this mysterious feeling. Like there’s nothing you don’t know how to do. I’m curious about what you’ve been through."
Su Yang chuckled. "I’m only in my twenties. What could I have been through? I’m just an ordinary person."
"You’re not ordinary. Think about it: you can race, you can cook, you make coffee, you mix cocktails, you’re handsome, and you’ve got a great build. How many ordinary people are that well-rounded?"
"If you keep this up, I’ll get a big head."
"Oh, right! You’re humble on top of all that. You’re too perfect!"
Su Yang looked at Qin Su. "I’m really not as good as you say."
"As far as I’m concerned, you’re outstanding. At least that’s the impression you’ve given me so far."
"Say any more, and I’ll blush. Stop praising me. Come on, let’s drink."
"Alright." They clinked glasses again, and Qin Su finished off the rest of her drink in one go.
"I want another one."
"Sure. Whatever you want, I’ll make it for you. Tonight, you name it."
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
