Uncertain age difference

125.

The two procrastinated until noon before they walked out of the room, and the co-studio base provided a buffet for lunch, so Ning Huang took Boss Lu for a meal.

Ning Huang was in charge of directing, and Lu Chen automatically picked up the dishes and packed them neatly.

After a while, he frowned and said, the buns are ok, but the sushi rolls are not good, but they can make do.

After a while, I said that there is a little bit of barbecue, but it must be served with shredded cucumber, otherwise it will be greasy.

In the end, I got too much, and while Boss Lu bowed his head to eat, he put it in Boss Lu's tray.

When Boss Lu raised his head, he found that the hill in front of him was a little higher, but he turned a blind eye to it.

Just in time, Zhan Yan came over to say hello in a daze.

From a long distance, he didn't notice that Ning Huang had grown bigger. He came over with the dinner plate in his arms, and found that something was wrong, and it was too late to withdraw.

To the 34-year-old Ning Huang who has PTSD, he said dryly for a long time: "Hello, Teacher Ning."

The 34-year-old teacher Ning glanced at him and said, "Okay."

With his feet planted on the ground, he didn't know whether to move or not.

I heard Ning Huang say: "Wherever you want to eat, don't force yourself."

In fact, Ning Huang said this quite sincerely, he had dinner with his eldest nephew, there was no need for Zhan Yan to be so miserable that he couldn't eat.

But in Zhan Yan's ears, it's yin and yang.

If he doesn't come to this table today, he will be finished.

So the big boy lowered his head and smirked dryly, and said, "Teacher, I'd like to sit here and eat, hehe, hehehe, it's pretty good."

After sitting down, Boss Lu scanned him up and down, confirming that he is not the type that the little uncle likes at all. Judging by his attitude, he should be a familiar junior.

She nodded at him, smiled very gently, and said, "Hi, I'm Lu Chen."

Zhan Yan coughed, and said, "Hi, my name is Zhan Yan, Zhan who spreads his wings, and Yan who continues."

I muttered to myself, I always felt that Teacher Ning brought this friend, who looked like someone from the entertainment circle, and even looked familiar, but he didn't have the same temperament, and there was a sense of oppression that seemed to be absent.

——He didn't pay attention to gossip, so he really didn't recognize who Lu Chen was.

Sitting next to the two of them, it was as if there were wolves in front and tigers in the back, so I had no choice but to scramble for food, trying to get away as soon as possible.

Both he and Lu Chen are tall and eat a lot, and the two trays are piled up like hills.

The difference is that Boss Lu eats more slowly and gracefully, while the one next to him eats hard.

Ning Huang got tired after two bites, propped his chin lazily, and said, "How much can a tall person eat?"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Probably, wouldn't I be able to eat more when I was in school?"

indeed.

Ning Huang couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth, and snorted softly: "When you were studying, I suspected that you had a black hole in your stomach."

Boss Lu has been tall since he was a student and has been building muscles. No matter how he thinks about it, it is impossible to eat less.

For a while, Ning Huang was very keen to treat him to a high-priced buffet, because he always felt that after a meal, he made a lot of money.

At that time, Lu Chen was still a young student, so he sent him the address of the restaurant in the afternoon, and in the evening, Lu Chen came over wearing a sweater jacket, sneakers, and carrying a big schoolbag.

When I arrived at the entrance of the restaurant, I took off the earphones, wrapped them up neatly, stuffed them into my bag, and checked my watch to make sure I was not too early or too late, so I went to the front desk and said, Mr. Ning asked me to come.

At that time, he didn't have the style of such a nobleman when eating, but he looked like a young and gentle big boy, bowing his head to say thank you to the waiter seriously, and carefully using the knife and fork to keep himself from making a sound.

Ning Huang propped his chin and laughed at him, the eldest nephew, the eldest lady is not as delicate as you when eating.

Lu Chen's ears turned red, and he said, "I'm afraid I'll embarrass you."

Knocked on the head by the little uncle, said: "We are not here to eat the overlord's meal, who are you throwing at?"

Ning Huang had a picky mouth, so he didn't actually eat much outside, so he stopped to drink juice after a while, watched him changing the plate after plate, and asked him slowly, saying that you have always eaten this much?

He said helplessly, it is not for nothing that he eats more when he is tall, and that half-sized children eat me to death.

"That said, it's already considered easy to raise."

Ning Huang propped his chin while drinking juice and said.

——The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.

After hearing this, Lu Chen's heart beat violently, and he couldn't help asking him softly, "Little uncle, why do you suddenly want to invite me to dinner?"

Ning Huang glanced at him and snorted softly.

Because of a certain idiot who cooks, because he thinks that Ning Huang pays for the food, he is embarrassed to take more advantage. Every time he cooks, he makes double portions according to Ning Huang’s food intake. It was found eating snacks in the room at night.

But still didn't have the face to continue bullying the children, Ning Huang swallowed his words and put a card on the table.

Said: "It was a gift from a friend, and I charged it to open a pre-stored card."

"I don't have time to eat. Remember to come this month and eat up the money in this card."

As for the usual cooking, I will talk to this deadhead slowly next time I have time.

126.

I don't know if they both remembered the same thing.

Ning Huang lowered his eyes and smiled, and Lu Chen raised the corner of his mouth silently, but no one mentioned it.

It is difficult for Yan Yan to describe his feelings.

Obviously, the two of them don't talk closely, and occasionally they will give him a sentence or two, so that he won't be embarrassed.

But this kind of atmosphere where you talk to each other, like an airtight sphere, tightly wraps and sticks these two people together, as if they were originally together.

In a blink of an eye, that indescribable atmosphere permeated the air like this again.

Lu Chen just slowly picked up the shrimps on the plate, pushed them in front of the little uncle, and said, "Maybe it's not because you grow tall that you eat a lot, maybe you eat a lot to grow tall."

Ning Huang really thought about it for a while, then muttered for a while, and said, "You said that I didn't grow to 1.8 meters, maybe it's because I was picky when I was young."

Lu Chen also thought with him and said, "It's possible."

Ning Huang is a picky eater, and his nutritional intake is presumably poor.

"It's hopeless now," Ning Huang asked seriously, "When I transform back, if I make up for it, will there be some salvation?"

Boss Lu smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll make up for you."

As he spoke, he subconsciously rubbed his hair.

After rubbing it, I suddenly remembered that the current little uncle is a 34-year-old little uncle, and there is a huge light bulb watching by him.

They looked at each other for a while.

Zhang Yan's mouth was almost stuffed with an egg.

Ning Huang was also stunned for a moment, his ears turned red all of a sudden, coughed for a while, and scolded him: "It's not big or small."

Zhan Yan panicked and lowered his head to pick up the rice, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Did he break some secret?

127.

In the afternoon, Ning Huang gave this group of contestants the last co-ed guide. In fact, all the songs that should be changed have already been changed.

Ning Huang didn't know how to do this job at all, and stretched his legs lazily, asking them to sing one by one for the last time.

The contestants never expected that on this last day, they would face the test of the 34-year-old teacher Ning, each with a good voice, but each of them was still sweating.

Sure enough, the 34-year-old was even more fierce than that.

After scolding, one by one turned into frost-stricken eggplants, lying on the ground limply.

Only Ning Huang was left sitting there alone, and said, have you finished singing, let's go after singing.

His family member, Mr. Lu, was sitting next to him, listening and laughing, and came to pass him a bottle of water when he had a rest.

At this time, some people became more courageous, probably because they remembered Ning Huang's good temper when playing games, and started chatting with Ning Huang.

At first, I talked about what the disease was like, and then I was curious about the feeling of memory jumping back and forth.

Finally, when they got familiar with each other, they began to boo and fight Yangzi, saying that it was the last time to guide, and asked Ning Huang to sing a few words.

Ning Huang glanced over, then carefully changed his words, and said, "Then what, why don't you... the father of the gold master..."

——was kicked in the ass by Zhan Yan.

This contestant regretted it even more after shouting, offended Teacher Ning, at best he would be scolded, and offended the benefactor, the matter was even worse.

Lu Chen has a good temper outside of work, and shook his head with a smile: "I can't sing."

Ning Huang laughed sullenly.

The contestants are all young people. Seeing that he has a good temper, they are even more daring to make a fuss. He dared to say something, the more he can't sing, the better he can sing. How could it be possible that he can't sing after spending so long with Teacher Ning.

The two of them have a good relationship, but everyone knows it, and it's not really a taboo, and this tone is getting louder and louder.

The whole room shouted, the father of the gold master came, and the father of the gold master sang one.

Lu Chen felt wronged and looked at Ning Huang.

Ning Huang couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth anymore. After a while, he took the guitar from the side, pretending to be impatient and said: "Speak, talk, what do you want to hear."

"Even the sponsors are booing, and none of them want to stay on the show."

A group of half-grown boys and girls laughed wildly, coaxing Ning Huang to sing several songs in succession.

The empty practice room was filled with Ning Huang's singing.

Ning Huang just sat there, hugging the guitar, his eyebrows and eyes were no longer fierce, but with a touch of gentleness.

He sang everything well, and a group of people around him jumped up and down, noisy and noisy, and the atmosphere was like a live concert.

After listening to several songs, I was still not satisfied, and when I wanted to make an encore, I was kicked out one by one by Ning Huang.

When I came back, I scolded, and I didn't know how to write each song, but I was very good at booing.

Having said that, there was a rare escaped smile between his brows and eyes.

When he was young, he seldom got along with his peers, and when he was older, he had fewer friends. It was a rare time like this, and even the laziness in his body seemed to shine brightly.

Lu Chen just sat there, watching him quietly, feeling uncomfortable for him.

He sat beside Lu Chen and said, "Why didn't you sing just now?"

"Are you afraid that I will train you together?"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "I'm afraid it will damage Teacher Ning's dignity."

"Fart," Ning Huang muttered, "What does your singing have to do with my majesty?"

Lu Chen didn't speak, trying to get away with it.

Ning Huang snorted suddenly, leaned over, patted his face, raised his eyebrows, and said:

"Boss Lu, why can't you be brave enough to be so rich?"

"...When was I afraid that you would be ashamed?"

Lu Chen also seemed to feel that he was a little silly, but after a while he laughed, secretly pulled Ning's shaking hand, his eyebrows were soft and gentle: "Little uncle, only in front of you."

The self who longs to be embraced, but also wants to be the impeccable Boss Lu.

Ning Huang stopped talking.

He scolded him for a while: "It's been so many years, and I'm still an idiot."