Super God Knight Evolution.

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 was done strictly according to the instructions in the manual, so there will definitely be no accidents this time.

Angel Yan also watched Rena and coffee with interest. According to her observation just now, the steps and ingredient ratios of An Lan's coffee making from beginning to end were exactly the same as the video tutorials on the Internet.

Could it be that An Lan can really break the coffee curse this time?
Reina rubbed her palms together and looked at the cup of coffee in front of her with shining eyes. It had an excellent appearance and a Doraemon latte art pattern.

Without a doubt, this is a work of art!

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

What...what is this smell!?

Reina's expression froze instantly, her whole body trembled and her mind was in a mess. She couldn't believe that such a beautiful looking coffee could taste so... strange.

The Kamikawa body's innate desire to survive forced Reina to spit out the coffee immediately, but because the coffee looked so good, Reina forced herself to resist the urge to spit out the coffee.

Is there something wrong with my taste buds?
Reina, who didn't believe it, took another sip and rolled up her tongue like she was tasting red wine, allowing her taste buds to have more contact with the coffee.

Um! ?

Reina's facial features, which could be said to be the best in the world, twisted and curled up into a chrysanthemum in an instant. If she hadn't taken care of her face, she would have rolled on the ground.

This expression is somewhere between having a dead mother and eating shit.

It seems that the curse has not been broken.

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

"How is it?" An Lan asked expectantly.

Reina trembled and silently put down the coffee cup. She felt like a big injustice. She resisted the urge to beat up An Lan, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Manager.

What’s the worst thing you’ve ever had?”

"The worst thing to drink? Diesel."

"You actually drank diesel, what's that weird taste?"

Lena was very surprised. Is it true that diesel is drinkable? Why is the taste of Earthlings so different from that of the Sun?
"Haha, I drank it by accident."

An Lan laughed and explained, "It happened about two years ago. I went to a gas station and drove two kilometers after filling up the gas. I found that something was wrong with the engine. I took a closer look and found that I had added diesel instead of gasoline.

I saw in a short video that it said that you can put one end of a plastic tube into the fuel tank, hold the other end with your mouth and take a deep breath to let the oil out.

If I’m not careful, I’ll suck a little too hard.”

It turned out to be the case.

Lena patted her chest lightly and said, "I told you so. Although Earth is more fashionable than the Sun, it is a pre-nuclear civilization after all. We should not have evolved to the point of drinking diesel."

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

An Lan: !!!?

"How can it be worse than diesel? Is there something wrong with your taste buds?"

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

Reina waved her fist, pushed the coffee cup forward, put on a bitter face and said, "If you don't believe me, try it yourself. If it's really unpalatable, you have to give me my money back!"

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

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

Well... it is indeed 1000% more tastier than diesel.

But refunding the money is impossible. Anlan’s service tenet is the same as Deyun Club’s, that is, no refunds!
“This taste is normal.”

An Lan looked normal after swallowing the coffee. His acting skills have always been excellent.

But Tian Shi Yan still caught the flaw in An Lan's acting: after An Lan put down the cup, he subconsciously pushed it towards Lena, which proved that he was very resistant to this cup of coffee.

"Is it normal to have coffee this bad?"

Reina 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 this taste was too different.

Do all people on Earth have such unique tastes?

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

An Lan explained to the goddess in front of him with great emotion and seriousness, "Why is my coffee called the Balenciaga of Coffee?
Because my coffee not only reflects the technical charm of making coffee, but also embodies my understanding and love of art.

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

what is love?
It is wanting to touch but not daring to, fearing to lose when you get it, and regretting after losing it. People who are immersed 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 coffee.

This is more than just a cup of coffee, it's a cup of art.

If you evaluate a work of art solely based on taste like those vulgar and ignorant people, it only proves that you are a vulgar person.

How vulgar! "

An Lan and Mr. E are both equally good at making coffee. Fortunately, An Lan's ability to deceive people is just as good as Mr. E's.

Reina was stunned by An Lan's criticism. Ah, am I too superficial? This small cup of coffee actually contains so many things?
"Try it again and see if you can taste the true essence of this coffee." An Lan pushed the cup of dangerous goods forward again.

Emmmm......

Reina stared at the cup of coffee with some fear and resistance, and suddenly an inspiration flashed through her mind. Isn't this the feeling of wanting to touch but not daring to touch?
Reina seemed to have realized something and picked up the coffee, suppressing her inner discomfort and resistance. She took a few more sips. The taste, which was a hundred times worse than diesel, went straight to her brain through her taste buds.

"I seem to understand art and love." Lena, who had been fooled by An Lan, felt that she had been sublimated and had become a goddess who had escaped from vulgarity.

"You are someone who truly understands art." An Lan smiled with relief. Great, finally someone understands me and my coffee.

What is art?
Art is when you spend tens of thousands to buy an eye-catching international top fashion, spend millions to buy a completely incomprehensible calligraphy and painting by a celebrity, or spend hundreds of millions to buy a "Sunflower" with zero actual value...

Even though he was clearly wronged, he still had to applaud in order to save face, to pass the parcel around and to find the next victim, and to prove his artistic taste.

It is right that the masses do not understand and do not like it. If everyone likes it, doesn't it prove that I am the same as those mediocre people?
(End of this chapter)