This made him feel a little regretful.

Immediately, Lin Qian'an looked back at the direction of Zafant's departure.

In his eyes, a red mark of marks appeared on Zafant.

There is no doubt that he himself is also a meme.

If Lin Qian'an wants to, he might be able to subdue him and collect the points of the stalks directly.

However, Lin Qian'an did not do that in the end.

Zafant is obviously a harmless meme, and Lin Qian'an cannot do that kind of thing when facing a human who can communicate normally.

Put the skewers given by Zafant in his mouth and Lin Qian'an bit it down in one bite.

Accompanied by the rich aroma and special taste, a moving piano piece also echoed in my mind.

After eating a skewer, Lin Qian'an felt much more energetic, and most of the fatigue caused by the whole day of activities disappeared.

After eating Zafant's skewers, he felt a little overwhelmed with the ordinary skewers.

But after all, we can't waste food, so Lin Qian'an still swallowed it all into his stomach with his teeth.

Back at home, Lin Qian'an turned on the computer and searched for keywords such as night market, men in tuxedo, piano barbecue truck, etc., and then saw related memes.

But it turned out that a very popular handmade blogger inspired a piano barbecue truck, combining Yangchun Baixue and Xialibaren very cleverly.

So after the video became popular, the night market pianist music emerged.

It is said that every twelve o'clock in the evening, accompanied by the sound of piano and the aroma of cumin, he will appear, bringing skewers and music to people.

Lin Qian'an speculated that Zafant should have been born because of this meme.
Chapter completed!