I heard that my roommate is a celestial master

The farewell banquet was finally set at a very high-end buffet.

"There are hot pot, barbecue, sushi, spicy hot pot and duck with elbow!"

Han Bo strongly recommends, "There is everything! Eat whatever you want!"

Yang Hao was very worried: "But is there a hairy belly in the self-help?"

"Yes! Big hairy belly! There are so many big ones!"

Han Bo yelled at the top of ten people, "Of all the buffets I have eaten, this one has hairy belly! The thief is so fucking fresh!"

Sun Haowen was still worried: "Is there barbecue? Is there a lot of meat?"

"There are so many, all kinds."

Han Bo recalled, "There must be three big rows, beef and mutton with many names, and the taste is also good."

Gao Yanan integrated the suggestions of the classmates in the class, and was surprised to find that the self-service restaurant he recommended could cover everything perfectly, and according to Han Bo, the taste was very authentic, and it was simply the best choice for a dinner party.

It's just that the price is expensive, not a little bit.

When Gao Yanan went to the office to report to Xia Hong, she didn't even have much hope. She had prepared plan B and plan C as alternatives, and even thought about paying half of the class fee, but Xia Hong just confirmed it with her. After looking at the location and time, and making sure that the group of children could come back before the dormitory closed, they didn't ask any more questions, and readily agreed.

"Okay, I see. You go back and tell everyone to gather at the school gate within half an hour after the last class. We can take a taxi there."

Xia Hong reminded, "Take the afternoon class well, don't get too excited and stop listening."

A teacher who just graduated a few years ago and her salary is not high, Gao Yanan hesitated to remind her before leaving the house: "Mr. Xia, there are 38 people in our class, including you 39, and the self-service one is [-] per person. come down..."

“There are discounts for group buying.”

Xia Hong accidentally saved Xiao Babai, happily showed her the mobile phone interface, and corrected, "One hundred and sixty per person, twenty cheaper."

...One hundred and sixteen is not cheap.

"It's okay, the teacher treats you today, don't worry about the price."

Xia Hong usually doesn't look like a mountain, and even lives in the teacher's apartment. He looks like a poor high school teacher.But now he paid the money casually, and he spoke with a bit of heroic spirit of guarding the mine, "It doesn't matter if the money is not, the main thing is that you have fun this time."

He paused and reminded Gao Yanan: "Su Xiaoling has completed the formalities, and she will suspend school at home tomorrow, and go to another school next year for freshman year... I don't suggest you say goodbye in a big way, crying and hugging, it's better Have a good meal."

……

The self-help of [-] per person is really extraordinary.

Han Bo did not make false propaganda. This self-service restaurant has hot pot, barbecue, barbecue and sushi. As soon as you enter the door, there are three rows of beef and mutton of different varieties and parts.

Yang Hao picked up three plates of hairy belly that he was thinking about, and guarded the big copper pot on the table, refusing to move it. While other students were still exploring the new world, they quickly piled meat and sushi on the table, and waited for the pot to boil. Ate a round.

He Heng came over to have a celebration dinner after playing a game with the club before, and introduced to Qi Shu familiarly: "The beef here is delicious, and the snowflake beef rolls are baked directly on the baking tray with lemon juice, although it sounds weird. Strange, but the taste is very good, you can try it.”

The three classes all came together, and 39 people were divided into four big tables, as if they were coming to sweep up.He Heng came over with a snowflake beef roll, and quite consciously chose another table without Han Bo and Xu Lin.

"There can't be two young lovers at a table."

He Heng was compassionate, "Otherwise it would be a kind of torture for the other six people."

Sun Haowen sighed and reminded him: "Brother Heng, if you still open your mouth and wait to be fed fish balls today, it will be a kind of torture for us."

He Heng is easy to speak: "Then I will open my mouth today and wait for my hairy belly to be fed."

Yang Hao guarded his hairy belly vigilantly, hesitantly gave him a plate.

He Heng: "..."

He Heng patted his head kindly: "This is self-help, can't I get it myself?"

"No! If you take it by yourself, you won't be happy!"

Sun Haowen quickly stretched out his chopsticks and snatched away a piece of Yang Hao's freshly cooked hairy belly, and stuffed it into his mouth before he had time to dip it in. He was so hot that he was so hot, but he was extremely satisfied, chewing desperately and inhaling desperately: " Delicious, delicious!...It scalds me to death!"

Yang Hao was very sad and angry: "Burning you! Burning you to death! Why is my hairy belly!"

Xia Hong happened to come over with a plate of boiled crystal shrimp dumplings. He couldn't understand the process of this war, so he took a pair of chopsticks and followed him with a piece of hairy belly in the red oil pan: "...the taste is not bad , what happened to the hairy belly?"

Yang Hao: "..."

Yang Hao once cried very sadly.

Xia Hong took advantage of the opportunity and sat down at their table, recommending crystal shrimp dumplings to his classmates one by one: "Do you want to eat dumplings? Get on the bus and get off the noodles, Xiaoling, come and try one?"

...Who would eat dumplings while eating hot pot?

Yang Hao complained: "Mr. Xia, my dad doesn't even know how to make dumplings in hot pot."

Xia Hong has reason and evidence: "I didn't put it in the hot pot, I took it cooked."

"..."

Yang Hao corrected his words, "My dad won't eat dumplings when he eats hot pot."

"But it's delicious."

Xia Hong has a good temper, "Would you like to try one?"

Yang Hao shook his head quickly, and began to rinse his favorite hairy belly again.

Xia Hong asked around, only Su Xiaoling picked one up to save face, and the other students waved their hands and began to grab the meat in the pot and on the baking tray to eat.

This kind of passionate grabbing activity that only exists on campus is not well understood by Mr. Xia.He reiterated several times in vain that this is a self-service place, we can pick up whatever we want, and the students didn't stop their chopsticks to live together peacefully.

He Heng didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and he kept saying "Oh, it's just a piece of hairy belly!", "Who snatched the last piece of mutton roll!" and "Duck intestines, mine, mine!" After that, the battle quickly entered When it came to the intense stage, even Xia Hong, who was eating shrimp dumplings in peace, was taken away with two chopsticks.

Xia Hong who suddenly found himself joining the war: "..."

childish!So childish!

You must deeply reflect on yourself!

"...Mr. Xia, why did you snatch my pissing cow ball again!"

……

The boyfriend has a very strong ability to survive in the hot pot battle. He Heng didn't help him to grab it anymore. He not only stretched his chopsticks towards Qi Shu's spoils, but even made a request with peace of mind: "I want to eat the beef roll in the spicy pot." .”

Qi Shu had a good temper and picked out two slices for him from the chopsticks fight.

Xia Hong was still on the table, He Heng didn't dare to tease him too much, he didn't open his mouth to let him feed him, he ate from the plate, and continued to make a wish: "I still want to eat grilled squid!"

There are two copper pots and two baking trays on a table, not far from each other.Qi Shu originally wanted to bake a slice for him, but after looking around from the table, he said helplessly, "There are no more squid, go and get two slices."

"Animals one by one, I just brought two plates."

He Heng was shocked, "Do you want to eat something? I'll take it together."

"I want to barbecue! Mutton skewers!"

Yang Hao's ears were sharp, and he just heard it. While grabbing the meat, he yelled, "Brother Heng, I just heard that the barbecue is ready, bring some here!"

He Heng laughed: "Why don't you go by yourself?"

"I'm waging war!"

Yang Hao kept chopsticks, "It's a battle between dignity and hairy belly!"

He Hengxin said that the hairy belly in the pot was gone long ago, war is a fart.

This group of people seemed to be grabbing high, and the chili peppers at the bottom of the pot were eager to snatch them out to decide the winner.He Heng escaped in time and took Qi Shu to explore other delicious places.

When I was exploring the oyster area, I happened to meet Su Xiaoling who was going to pick up drinks on the opposite side.

Su Xiaoling generously handed them both a can of Sprite: "Come on, let's touch one—Brother Heng, Qi Shu, I have to thank you both."

He Heng waved his hand: "There is nothing to thank. Don't say that we are classmates, but as long as we are normal people, we don't know each other, and we can't help if we meet."

They didn't know Su Xiaoling's plan to take a year off from school. They thought she would transfer directly to the new school tomorrow, so they specially opened Sprite to have a drink with her: "Be happy in the new school."

Su Xiaoling nodded vigorously: "I also wish you a long time!"

He Heng was very satisfied with her blessing, and touched her again, and then took the embarrassed Qi Shu to pick a barbecue.

"Caught off guard."

Qi Shu used a Sprite can to freeze his face, "I finally know why my junior high school deskmate said they can't fall in love in class."

He Heng was very vigilant: "This is usually followed by the next sentence—"

"The next sentence is don't take lamb skewers, we won't be able to eat them."

Qi Shu was helpless, "Yeah, it's nothing, I'm just a little embarrassed, what else can I talk to?"

Just as He Heng was relieved, he was about to reward his boyfriend with a mutton skewer when he suddenly saw Xia Hong standing behind him: "... Teacher Xia? When did you come here?"

Xia Hong's expression did not change: "Just now."

I don't know how much just now.

I don't know if he heard it, or how much he heard it.

But Xia Hong didn't ask any more questions, he just brought another bowl of crystal shrimp dumplings from the side, and another bowl of fresh meat fillings under the strong recommendation of the waiter, and when he came back and passed them, his tone was quite flat: "Not yet. Back? After a while, there will be no peppers left in the pot."

He Heng is used to being skinless and faceless, and he didn't feel embarrassed: "Hui Hui Hui, I will go back with two more skewers of roasted enoki mushrooms."

Looking back, Qi Shu was so embarrassed that he almost skewered himself into a mutton skewer.

He Heng actually didn't quite understand: "Why? Lao Xia doesn't seem to care about our mates, but he doesn't care about Han Bo's mates."

Qi Shuxin said that it was not a matter of whether he cared about who he was dating.

I personally told others that I came to find Hong Luan Xing, and now I have a relationship with someone else behind my own Hong Luan Xing's back, how strange I think.

... If I knew it, I wouldn't have mentioned the Red Luan Xing to Mr. Xia at that time.