It was time to say goodbye in the morning. Ford took it upon himself to let Norma get into his carriage and take her home without charge. He himself went home to rest after working the night shift and planned to go to the landlady's shop for something to eat at noon.

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Due to the sharp decrease in the number of people who can obtain magic patterns through dipping, various magic instruments emerged at the historic moment. The entertainment industry has made explosive progress in this sudden boom. The ability to provide energy generated through magic transmission has

Screens for people to watch and newspapers for blind dates have all been invented recently. Although this kind of thing is very expensive now, many people still pay for it.

Perhaps in order to attract customers, this tavern immediately installed a screen that can play live broadcasts and dramas. Although this did not increase the number of customers, it directly increased the time customers spent in the tavern.

There are more things than usual. Sure enough, this kind of thing will make people lazy and idle.

A food program called "What did you eat for lunch" was playing on the screen, and as the interviewer of this program, Jazz's long face was facing the front of the screen, and he said in a panic: "This is the part of 'What did you eat for lunch?'

! So here we go. That... talking to passers-by and having lunch together. This program has been aired for four times, but I haven’t heard any response at all. Is this really okay?”

The director's voice came from outside the screen: "Because it is a four-episode broadcast."

Jaz sneered awkwardly: "Really? No wonder I'm hungry..."

Golan did not read the content on the screen above his head, but drank a small drink while looking at the "Dating Newspaper" in his hand, his face flushed. He looked at the content on the newspaper blankly, sucking the tip of the fork with his lips,

Hehehe smiled.

At this time, the door behind him was opened, and it was Ford who walked in. So Golan greeted him: "Oh! Ford!"

The content on the screen just asked: "So let's start! What do you want to eat today!"

Ford sat down next to Golan and ordered a "usual weekday set meal" in the bistro, which included a bowl of vegetable salad, teriyaki beef, and the drink was the proprietress's home-brewed fruit wine. While he was eating, Golan

Lan pulled her shoulders and said with a smile: "How are you and Norma progressing?"

Ford frowned and closed his eyes: "It's more annoying than usual..."

"Has your favorability increased compared to last time?"

"Well, we all flew up to the Demon Moon to see the scenery, and then came back."

Golan's eyes widened and he understood his joke: "That's good! The progress is very good! Falling in love...it's so sad and beautiful."

"Are you in love?" Ford asked.

"Wasn't it quite popular when I was in school..."

"After all, you play baseball."

"But after I came out of the society, I only looked at my appearance and work ability, which was very serious. As I grew older, I gradually gave up on these." Golan immediately turned his head and smiled at Ford, "But my spring is about to begin.

Coming!"

"Really, congratulations. I said before that with our conditions, no one is interested in the blind date market. Because of this, why would a twenty-eight-year-old nurse come to me." Ford picked up a napkin.

, slowly folded into the shape of an alpaca and placed on the table.

"Of course my feelings for you override your conditions..."

"Although what I said just now is very good, I don't quite understand it myself...like, love, etc. I even feel that these have nothing to do with me, and there is no such thing as giving up. In short, I Not confident."

Golan put his hands on the table and said: "Love is something that happens unknowingly."

"So don't talk about love, it will make people angry."

Golan smiled and took out the blind date newspaper he had been using before and said, "Want to see my partner?"

Ford turned his head and looked over, and found that this guy's target was actually a beautiful eighteen-year-old girl, and... she looked very familiar... I felt like I had seen her name somewhere. It's Asia Moran, with a fair and pretty face. The photo of the other person must have been taken from a special angle, otherwise it wouldn't be so beautiful, just like a pink rose. .

"Isn't she a little girl? She's only eighteen years old..."

"Although we only exchanged messages, we feel very compatible. We plan to meet in person soon. But she is very busy with work."

"Did you see this in the blind date newspaper?"

"Yes, we also exchanged contact information with each other. I know what you want to say. Do you think this kind of girl can't exist?" Golan happily opened his communicator, which showed Aisha holding up A sign with the words "Mr. Golan, keep working hard" and "Mrs. Boss, please have another drink!"

After thinking for a while, Ford finally said: "I don't doubt that she doesn't exist, but you are probably being deceived, right?"

Golan put down what he was about to eat, turned around dissatisfied and said, "Are you jealous of me?"

"Golan, I'm not saying this because I'm jealous of you. Think about it calmly. I said the same thing just now. No one wants the two of us in the blind date market."

"So just go by feeling!"

"I've never seen it before, but how do I know if it feels right or not?"

"I told you we are sending messages to each other..." Golan picked up his communicator and showed it to Ford, "Look, in the past few days we have sent -"

Before he could finish speaking, Ford snatched the dating newspaper from Golan's hand and slid it into the column of his personal information.

"Uh!" As soon as he caught his eye, he saw the words "1,500 pieces" of annual income. He couldn't help but look at Golan in surprise, who had not yet reacted. "Your false conditions have already overridden your feelings. .....”

"I...I know!" Golan scratched his head and whispered in embarrassment, "Even so, I still want to have a dream! There's nothing wrong with having a dream, right?"

Ford couldn't help turning his face aside and returned the piece of paper to Golan, who was sweating profusely. He had one sentence that he never said out loud: It's OK to dream, but it's very problematic to take the dream seriously... ..

He didn't drink. He had to go back and feed the horses. Of course, he had more than two horses, so he could work in shifts. After feeding the horses, he continued to perform his duties as a coachman. The rent was not cheap.

There were three passengers in the Ford carriage, and they seemed to be in a group. Two of them he had known before, and they were the people in the back seat of the car when he met the wanted criminal. He remembered that there was someone behind the wanted criminal. Who... In his impression, he seemed to be a sheep... an alpaca...

"Master, take us to the Caohua Street northwest of the Vatican." La Mingpi said with a smile. Merlin and Sheldon got into the car behind him, "And, I was thinking about something.

Can you turn off the radio?"

The radio happened to be talking about the previous report of the missing girl on Baihe Street. This time, there was almost no sound in the carriage.

Merlin pressed closely against Sheldon. Sheldon had no intention of looking at Lamin and remained motionless. The two of them seemed to be carrying two stone sculptures on a carriage. Seeing that the atmosphere was really awkward, Laming asked Ford: "

Driver, has anything interesting happened recently?"

Ford looked at the three people behind him and pursed his lips: "Isn't it interesting? Let me think about it..." and then stopped talking.

"It's timed out." Laming frowned, "This will make it look like I'm asking casually, from my perspective."

"When I am asked a question, I usually have five answer options in my mind. I have to think about which of them is the best and will not hurt others. So it takes a lot of time. You will say whatever comes to your mind without thinking, so the answer is

soon."

"You hurt me so quickly." Lamin said with a straight face.

"Why do you want to ask me something interesting?"

"Because I want to be famous. It's that simple." Laming's words made the two Merlins next to them turn their heads and look over. "It means that I can spread myself more on social media. You know, in the new market, this kind of

The competition is fierce.”

"What a waste of time on boring things." Ford commented.

"This is very important! It can be said that a person's reputation in society is equivalent to his value! Even the Chamber of Commerce will use this as a criterion for selecting people when recruiting."

“What kind of subject matter will be popular?”

"To put it simply, it's funny..." Lamin started talking and didn't stop until he got off the car.

Time soon jumped to night, and rain clouds accumulated shallowly on the horizon, but wasn't the rain caused by the rain clouds changing from shallow to dark? Tonight, Golan was going to meet the person he had successfully dated in the "Yue Yue Yue" newspaper.
Chapter completed!