The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Los Angeles, the City of Angels located in the southwest of California, has almost the same background as Seaside City, both of which were big cities developed during the Gold Rush.

It is not unreasonable for the Spaniards to call this a paradise. The climate and scenery here are completely different from those on the east coast, romantic, soothing and full of emotion.

San Pedro Bay and Santa Monica Bay, which have beautiful beaches, are tourist destinations for countless west coast residents. Mexican-style streets and parks retain the ethnic customs of the last century. There are big names in Hollywood.

On a street not far from Los Angeles Disneyland, an old-fashioned building with a distinct Spanish style stands on the corner of the street, and a shining sign hangs on the first floor of the building, which somewhat conflicts with the style of the building, but forms a A timeless beauty.

The name of this bar is very simple, consisting of only three letters, that is LUX, which can be understood as the abbreviation of Lucifer's name.

Under the light of the light board, it is not like ordinary bars. The security guards are all in black, strong and wearing sunglasses. This bar is extra quiet. It is close to the wall of this building, and the music inside cannot be heard. .

With a squeak, the slightly old wooden door was pushed open, and what came into view was a somewhat dark corridor, but as long as you walked in a few steps, you could see the neon-like light.

The high-heeled shoes stepped on the metal floor, and there was a slight tremor in the sound. The hand of the female bartender at the front desk paused, and her eyes lit up with a faint light.

She tapped lightly on the countertop with her fingers, and after a while, a figure in a black suit appeared on the stands on the second floor of the bar. men and women of all ages.

Delilah? Why are you here at this time? Why are you planning to create a surprise for me? Lucifer smiled and hugged a beautiful woman.

The two walked to the sofa next to them and sat down. The woman named Delilah smiled and said: Come on, you only say such things. When I chased you back, you were as shy as a little boy. .”

Hey, don't be like this, on my territory, show me some face. Lucifer leaned on the back of the sofa, lit a cigarette, and waved his hand with a smile.

Time flies, doesn't it? Delilah also took out a cigarette from her handbag, and said while smoking, It seemed that the day when I accompanied wine was just around the corner, and I could have Thanks to you for everything today...

We're friends, so there's no need to say such things. Lucifer took a puff of a cigarette and said, When I first came here, you introduced me to Los Angeles and introduced me to Panxia bars. I should repay you...

You don't have to do so much. Delilah touched Lucifer's knee with her hand and said, I know that a person like you can accomplish anything without me.

Looking at Delilah's expression, Lucifer asked with some doubts: You look a little haggard? What's the matter? Are you tired of preparing the new album? You can come here to relax, you are always welcome here.

Delilah shook her head, with a look of confusion between her brows, she said: Actually, I feel a little confused. I know that my life is much better now than before, but...

At this moment, Lucifer paused for a moment. He turned his head and looked towards the entrance of the bar. An unexpected figure walked in. The figure was also wearing a suit, but he was holding an umbrella in his hand. On a mild night, it seemed a little strange.

In the bar, the cold neon lights hit Schiller's face. He took off his glasses, walked to Lucifer's side, tapped the ground with the tip of his umbrella, and said, It seems that I came at the wrong time. Excuse me! Your date with this lady...

I'm sorry, ma'am... You seem to be a singer? What was the name of the previous album? Red hot?

It's blue hot, sir. Delilah nodded to Schiller, who smiled and said, Sorry, I don't pay much attention to pop music.

Lucifer pointed to the single sofa next to him. After Schiller sat down, Lucifer introduced to Delilah: My friend Schiller, a professor of psychology, is old-fashioned who likes to listen to classical music. Don't worry about it. He, he doesn't know what fashion is.

Delilah smiled and said: Of course, the vast majority of tasteful music appreciators and critics don't like fashion, but unfortunately I haven't read any books, and I really don't understand so many musicians, otherwise I would I also want to enjoy classical music.

I don't like some classical music critics too much. They put too much emphasis on theoretical knowledge and forget the most important role of music, which is to make people happy. Schiller said with a wave of his hand.

Really? Then I'm a little interested.

Delilah is indeed a resident singer and hostess in various bars. She is very good at talking, and she always smiles when she speaks, which makes people feel happy.

The three chatted very speculatively, from music to psychology, Lucifer leaned on the chair and said with a smile: Delilah, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, do you know how expensive this guy's consultation fee is? ?”

If you open the current psychology textbooks, you can see his name on it. If you want such a person to enlighten you, I'm afraid you don't have enough money for an entire album...

Delilah covered her mouth with a gloved hand, looked at Schiller in surprise, then stood up, shook hands with him and said, My God, I didn't expect that you are a famous psychologist... ...

He always exaggerates. I'm just an ordinary university professor. Schiller shook his head. At this time, the bartender came to deliver the wine. Schiller took a sip of the cold wine and felt a little relaxed.

May I take the liberty to ask? Which university do you work in? Delilah asked curiously.

Gotham University.

Delilah said in awe, You are indeed a famous psychologist, you must be a good professor...

Lucifer was already rocking his back with laughter, and he said, Everyone who's ever heard of Gotham will... Hey! Friends! Look! There's a Gotham guy!!!

Schiller stood up and covered his mouth. Fortunately, the music in the bar was louder and no one heard Lucifer's shout.

Schiller chatted with Delilah for a while, enlightened her, and when the wine in the glass was finished, Delilah stood up, took a long breath, patted her clothes, and said: Really Thank you very much, Professor, I feel much better...

I still have to prepare for the signing of the new album, so don't bother me for now, let's talk another day. As she spoke, Delilah turned her head and winked at the two of them, but at this moment, Schiller stopped her explain:

By the way, you should go through the back door. When I came in from the front door, I saw several cars that took up the parking spaces in front of the door. I was wondering who they were before, but now it seems that it might be you. fans, if you go out like this, you may be blocked by them.

Delilah was taken aback, then thought for a while and said, Indeed, I'm in a hurry, which way should I go?

Lucifer pointed to the door next to him, and Delilah left in a hurry. Lucifer walked back to the bar, and Schiller followed suit. Sitting in front of the bar, Schiller looked at Lucifer and said:

We haven't seen each other for so long, don't you plan to give your old friend some welcome ceremony? How about making me a glass of wine?

Didn't you say you lost your memory? Lucifer turned around to sort out the wine on the wine cabinet, and checked today's bill by the way.

At this time, it was almost late at night, and some young men and women who had fun began to walk outside the door one after another. Even the waiters were getting ready to get off work. Schiller glanced at the flow of people moving towards the main entrance, and said:

Don't you claim to be omniscient? Can't you tell if I really have amnesia?

I don't like to use this ability on my friends. Lucifer took a wine glass, wiped it and said, I won't use any special abilities unless necessary. If I enjoy omniscience, then I won't come This is a bar.

Schiller observed Lucifer's movements, and he had to admit that this Son of God had a unique charm. For Schiller, the part of him between divinity and humanity was the most attractive.

Whether it is a god in the world or a man in the world, this is a question that every creature with superpowers must consider when it lives in the world.

Clark considers himself a human being, but at the same time doesn't deny his godlike powers, intending to use them to help others.

But Lucifer, he chose to give up using his abilities and be a real person, just like ordinary people, who has nothing to do with himself and hangs high. As long as it has nothing to do with me, he will just sit on the sidelines.

This kind of psychology makes Schiller very interesting. Obviously, this is also a very good research object. Although it is difficult to convert it into a paper, it can also pave the way for future research on Clark's psychology.

So you'd rather stand there wiping the glass than mix me a drink?

I believe many people have noticed that Schiller is repeating the same trick. He used this trick to deal with Bruce in the beginning, forcing him to do some meaningless things during the conversation, so as to establish the basis of mind control.

Yeah, this cup will bring me 8 dollars in turnover tomorrow, what about you? You don't even pay for the drink. Lucifer said with a sneer, not fooled at all.

You treat your pope like that? You don't even pay me a salary and I can't even have a free glass of wine?

Then do you have any outstanding achievements? Lucifer looked at Schiller and asked, How many believers have you developed?

Are you sure you want me to develop believers? Schiller asked rhetorically.

The movement of Lucifer's hands paused for a moment, and he continued: Let's forget it, what do I want believers to do? Let them come to me to pray for trivial things every day? Do you know why God left heaven? It's because of human beings. It's so annoying.

They want to have a holiday every day, so they tell God how hard they work every day, so God really thinks that the work is very hard, and they go on vacation. They understand human thoughts all the year round, and they will be polluted by their thinking. It's also why I don't like to use mind reading.

The topic was diverted by Lucifer again, but Schiller was not flustered at all, he just wiped his face, then showed a sad expression, and said:

I have a student. He is very intelligent and talented, but he has a very tragic life experience. His parents died when he was a child. I am here today to ask you. Since you have the resurrection Human ability, then you...

Stop talking, what wine do you want?