Chapter 6 Six, fart

It was already midnight when we left the official private restaurant, and Jin Weimin and Li Xinru returned to the Kunlun Hotel.Zhu Mingli's lingering excitement persisted, and she insisted on Ding Nengtong go to the Shichahai Bar. She said that there was a bar called Fart Bar, which was very interesting. When Ding Nengtong asked how to fart, Zhu Mingli said with a treacherous smile, you will know when you go there.Ding Nengtong couldn't beat her, so he had to drive towards Shichahai. In fact, Ding Nengtong likes the laziness and leisure of Shichahai area very much, but since Jin Ranran went to study in the United States, he has not been here for a long time, especially in this cold winter, Ding Nengtong has not visited Shichahai for a long time, and he has not even driven by here.

In just half a year, the bars in Shichahai have been connected from the south edge of Houhai to the north edge of Qianhai, and the distance is so close that it is almost breathless.If it weren't for the lake next to it, I really wouldn't be able to tell the difference between this place and Sanlitun Bar Street.The prosperity in front of him made Ding Nengtong very nostalgic for the leisurely and comfortable Shichahai in the past. Fortunately, the fart bar that Zhu Mingli mentioned was in Yandai Xiejie. The Mercedes-Benz drove over the Yinding Bridge, which was more and more overwhelmed by the heavy traffic, and came to Yandai Xiejie. Between the bars called "Lotus" and "Ou", there was a bar called "Tobacco Pipe", which was a bar that featured pipes and tobacco. The bar, under the signboard of the pipe, advertised that it was the only purest men's club in Beijing, and this alone immediately aroused Ding Nengtong's interest.

"Mingli, this place seems to be a man's paradise, can you bear it?" Ding Nengtong asked after parking the car. "The average girl can't stay here for twenty minutes. But I like it. In addition to smoking a pipe all night, you can also listen to music, sing, dance, read poetry, watch various movies, and chat with people. , you can also participate in outdoor adventures and military activities organized by the pipe bar, people who come here can be completely relaxed, almost unscrupulous." Zhu Mingli said flamboyantly. Ding Nengtong looked at Zhu Mingli, whose eyes were shining brightly. He could hardly believe that this was the gentle and intelligent general manager of Beijing Garden who he knew, dressed in professional attire. He looked like a typical sassy girlfriend.

Ding Nengtong saw some shadows of Jin Ranran from the current Zhu Mingli, he laughed and said: "Mingli, there is such a fun place, why didn't you tell me earlier? Go, I like unscrupulous places!" Ding Nengtong's last words were from his heart. After working in the officialdom with his tail between his legs for a long time, he was like a eunuch who had been castrated, becoming less and less bloody. He really needed a place where he could call out men's bloodiness to vent. The two got out of the car, and the fresh air was refreshing. Zhu Mingli took no time to grab Ding Nengtong's arm, like a couple walking into a pipe bar.

As soon as the door of the bar was pushed open, the lingering smoke accompanied by out-of-tune singing and foul-mouthed chatting, Ding Nengtong was taken aback. He saw groups of men sitting around each round table in distorted shape. Smoking a pipe, drinking beer and chatting about the mountains, it's very pleasant.There was a gentle young man sitting back on a bar stool, reading a book while listening to the chatter of the people next to him.Apparently Zhu Mingli was a frequent visitor here, and several people waved to her carefreely, including the young man flipping through the book. "Sister Li, where do you sit?" The male waiter at the door asked enthusiastically.

"The old place." Zhu Mingli replied enthusiastically. "What would you like?" the waiter continued to ask. "Two pipes, Cuban Havana, and a dozen Budweisers. Don't forget a pad." Zhu Mingli smiled treacherously when she finished her last sentence.The male waiter said understandingly: "Okay, please wait a moment, both of you!" At this moment, Zhu Mingli pointed to the young man who was flipping through the book, and said appreciatively, "Brother Tong, did you see that? That gentle young man is the owner of this bar, isn't he cool?"

"Mingli, you probably fell in love with him?" Ding Nengtong asked slightly jealously. "Fuck you, you know who I'm thinking of!" While the two were talking, the male waiter came over and said enthusiastically, "Sister Li, you are ready, please." Zhu Mingli took Ding Nengtong's arm and walked towards the table next to the wall where a picture of the erotic palace was hung.What Ding Nengtong didn't expect was that as soon as he sat on the seat, he let out a series of loud farts. Ding Nengtong's face turned red, and everyone around him looked at him and smiled.

Ding Nengtong felt that there was something wrong with the seat, so he got up and sat down again, and there was another series of loud fart sounds. Ding Nengtong became more and more embarrassed, but Zhu Mingli laughed hard. "Mingli, what the hell are you doing?" Ding Nengtong asked shyly. "Brother Tong, what the hell are you blaming me for being indiscreet?" Zhu Mingli said angrily. "Fool, your girlfriend added a fart pad for you, and farting loudly can bring you good luck!" The person next to him laughed. Only then did Ding Nengtong realize that his seat had an extra cushion than Zhu Mingli, and hurriedly asked the waiter to remove it, and then sat down and said, "So that's how the fart bar came about. If the friend next to me didn't remind me, I would jump into the Yellow River to wash it too." I don't know."

Zhu Mingli smiled while holding a pipe to stuff Ding Neng with shredded tobacco. "Brother Tong, this fart mat can only scare the first-time guests, but many men like this fart mat, smoking while listening to the sound of fart, it is the ultimate relaxation! Come, try it, Havana tobacco is very fragrant After Zhu Mingli finished speaking, she lit Ding Nengtong with a long match. Ding Nengtong took a deep breath and let it out slowly, and said with a smack: "Sweet, it's so fucking delicious!" At this time, Zhu Mingli also filled her pipe with shredded tobacco and lit it on fire. It was the first time for Ding Nengtong to see a beautiful woman with a noble temperament smoking a pipe. It was like an oil painting by Leonardo Da Vinci, and she was different anyway. , and has an otherworldly beauty.Ding Nengtong stared at the beauty in front of him in a daze, as if Zhu Mingli's smile was somewhat mysterious like the Mona Lisa, and he was a little stunned.

"Brother Tong, can I ask you a question?" Zhu Mingli asked with a pipe dangling from her cherry lips. "What's the question?" Ding Nengtong asked in confusion. "For example, do you like Pan Jinlian, Li Ping'er, or Meng Yulou?" Zhu Mingli asked suspiciously. "To be honest, I like them all!" Ding Nengtong said without any concealment. "Then you have to tell the reason why you like it." Zhu Mingli said coquettishly. "Pan Jinlian dares to love and hate, has a strong sexual desire, and works hard. The disadvantage is that she is jealous; Li Ping'er can be called a beauty in the world, enchanting and charming, gentle and considerate, and 'turns around'. The disadvantage is that she is too watery. As for Meng Yulou, I like the white pockmarks on her face!"

After Ding Nengtong finished speaking, Zhu Mingli laughed heartily. She held up a bottle of Budweiser and said, "Brother Tong, how about blowing one?" Ding Nengtong agreed, and the two of them raised their necks and blew it off, and then Zhu Mingli continued to ask: "Brother Tong, among these three women, who do you want to be your wife?" "I don't want to marry anyone!" Ding Nengtong replied decisively. "What about being a lover?" Zhu Mingli asked. Ding Nengtong smiled treacherously, but did not answer. "I understand," Zhu Mingli said sourly, "It seems that men are all the same, they can flirt and flirt, but wives must be pure and virtuous, and they must be able to set up a chastity memorial archway, right?" "Then what kind of man do you like?" Ding Nengtong asked fiercely. "I like a man like you!" Zhu Mingli stared at Ding Nengtong and said, her two black eyes were like a pair of small fireballs. "Mingli, I live like Wei Xiaobao in Jin Yong's works, what's there to like!" Ding Nengtong said mockingly. "I like Lord Wei in Jin Yong's works. He is not only affectionate, but also righteous. When his master Chen Jinnan and other friends are in trouble, he will help him regardless. There are so many noble people around him to help him. The result of his emphasizing love and righteousness." Zhu Mingli said in an aggrieved tone. "Silly sister, he is a big carrot with seven wives!" Ding Nengtong said mockingly. "Brother Tong, some people say that Wei Xiaobao is lustful, and some people say that he is promiscuous, but who can understand the pain of suppressing true love in his heart? First, Wei Xiaobao's first woman, Princess Jianning, is not only arrogant and willful, but also sadistic. Wei Xiaobao entered the palace as a fake eunuch and committed himself to her purely to protect his own safety in the palace. Besides, Su Quan, the wife of the leader of the Dragon Sect, Xiaobao was trapped in the prison of the Dragon Sect, and he had no choice but to turn Su Quan into his own woman. , is the best way to save yourself. You can say that Wei Xiaobao is living for life, but how many people in this world are not living for life? I don't think Wei Xiaobao is living for love, but his true love appeared too late. Among the seven fairies, perhaps A Ke is his true love, but because before that, there were already six fairies, and it was the sympathy in human nature that made her unwilling to abandon others for A Ke. Do you think this is the case? Lier? Brother Tong!" Ding Nengtong was shocked by Zhu Mingli's words. He felt the peppery smell of this Sichuan girl who had lived in Hong Kong for many years, and he was so hot that he opened his mouth and gasped and couldn't speak. "Mingli, I didn't expect you, like Jin Weimin, to be a fan of Jin Yong." Ding Nengtong took a deep breath from his pipe, and breathed out. "Brother Tong, who do you think I am like in Jin Yong's writing?" Zhu Mingli asked in a friendly manner. "You look like Huang Rong now, and you look like Xiaolongnv in normal times. It's not good!" Ding Nengtong said frankly. "Brother Tong, do you like Huang Rong or Xiaolongnv?" Zhu Mingli asked persistently. "Then who do you think Wei Xiaobao will like?" Ding Nengtong asked rhetorically. "I hate Brother Tong, you are playing tricks!" Zhu Mingli said coquettishly. Ding Nengtong laughed out loud.