God of danger

The waiter holding the plate on the ground was dumbfounded.

Under normal circumstances, there should be nothing in his hand, but this time he just felt a light on his hand, and then heard a "clang" on the table.

It took the waiter a few seconds to sort out his thoughts, and it felt as if the strong man was grasping the iron plate with his bare hands.

This was a foolish feat, but seeing that the strong man didn't make a sound, he let out a sigh of relief, and selectively thanked the counterfeit iron plate in the kitchen.

It is too gas-intensive to burn iron plates, and it cannot be done during peak dining hours, so their boss borrowed experience from a big city and steamed all the iron plates in a pot.After the menu is sent in, while the toppings are being fried, put the rice on the iron plate, take it to the fire stove and burn it for 2 minutes, and finally pour a spoonful of boiling oil on the edge of the plate to finish.

If there are multiple orders of the same order at one time, the 2 minutes will be saved. Anyway, most people will not be able to tell if it is authentic or not.

Everyone knows whether the fire is hot or not. When the waiter saw that Guan Jie had put the iron plate on the table, he mistakenly thought that the iron plate had not been baked before, so he silently stepped on the iron plate and put the piece that should not be in his hand. Instead, the plate that should be on the table was pushed onto the high table, and I hurried to serve the next one.

On the table, Guan Jie felt in a daze that Lu Rongxing was mocking him, hurt and angry, and wanted to slap him.

But before he had time, he saw Lu Rongxing push the cup in front of him to his side, then grabbed his two hands, squeezed them into pig's feet and stuffed them into the cup.

The glass is filled with iced orange juice, the taste is exactly the same as that made from Guowei c powder. Lu Rongxing is picky, he doesn't think it tastes good and doesn't like it. Guan Jie, who has never had anything to do with snacks, likes it.

When he was a child, he liked to drink 2 cents a bag of orange soda in the shape of a gourd. Later, when he was a little older, he reluctantly gave up his love for the spicy strips. He drank less drinks, but he still liked it in essence.

Since the two of them climbed the ladder when they came in and didn't hang around in the store, Guan Jie didn't know that the juice here could be refilled for free, and there were also blueberry and peach flavors.

Eating ice in summer is refreshing, Guan Jie was planning to drink it slowly, but who knew that with an iron plate, Lu Rongxing used his drink as handwashing water.

Not having to drink is a trivial matter, the main reason is that the cup is not disposable, Guan Jie was afraid that the clerk would think he was wicked when he saw him doing this, so he quickly took out his hand.

Lu Rongxing was also in a hurry just now, and he was only concerned about fighting the fire and lost his public morality. Seeing that his reaction was okay now, he didn't cry or explode, so he thought that the iron plate was not so hot, so he took it easy and asked him: "How is your hand?" Is it? Is it bubbling?"

Holding ice and touching charcoal is a painful method. Once you leave the source, the pain will quickly degrade.

Coupled with the fact that he had soaked in ice water just now, Guan Jie felt less anxious, and of course it still hurts, like millet chili water on the broken skin, a kind of burning pain, but he could bear it.

Guan Jie spread out his fingers, looked for himself, and then rubbed his other fingers with his thumb. He felt that the place that touched the iron plate was hard and smooth, and a little whitish.

Other than that, there was nothing else. Guan Jie didn't think it was serious. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the waiter coming again, and quickly said, "No, it's okay, your meal is here."

Lu Rongxing moved the carrot and beef brisket rice sideways to the table.

The plate he was carrying must have been baked, because through the air three fingers wide, he could feel the heat from the iron plate. Lu Rongxing thought how could he be fine after carrying this, so he freed his hand to slap Guan Jie: "It's so hot, don't feel numb, you can't figure out what's going on. Stretch out your hand and let me have a look."

Guan Jie just grabbed the toilet paper and wiped his hands. Wen Yanxin said that he was not a fool, but in order to reassure Lu Rongxing, he spread his hands and handed it over.

Lu Rongxing grabbed his left hand with one hand, and the tiger's mouth was stuck at the first joint of his index finger, with the other fingers under it, and he pulled it to him and looked down.

With the friendship of washing excrement and diapers, "holding hands" in public is not a problem at all. Guan Jie naturally picked up the cup and almost took a sip.

Cups are usually placed on the side. Guan Jie pushed it to the right, and his eyes subconsciously chased after him. Then he inadvertently saw the four girls at the next table looking at him, smiling happily.

Guan Jie's first reaction was that they were laughing at the boys holding hands, a little embarrassed.

He looked away from the other side, and was just about to twist his wrist to make Lu Rongxing look away, when he heard the people next to him discussing.

"is it him?"

"That's right, that's him, he's so stupid, he actually holds the iron plate with his hands, my God hahaha what the hell is he thinking?"

"Don't laugh, I think he looks very cute."

"He looks so small, not my type. I think the boy opposite him is more handsome."

"Don't be too nympho! Speaking of which, there's nothing to think about, it's the first time I've eaten it, I haven't seen it before."

"No way, have you never seen Teppanyaki?"

"That's right, let's not talk about teppanyaki rice. I went to my aunt's house to pay New Year's greetings. She lives in the village. The girls there don't even know what pearl milk tea is. It's pretty pitiful."

"No, what do they usually drink?"

Guan Jie wanted to interrupt, telling them that people in the village would drink bottled water if they had no money, and drink Wahaha AD calcium milk if they had money.

What's more, he doesn't want to be a fool, but the iron board is painted too much like a wooden board. It's hard to say whether others will be misled, but he, a country bumpkin, believes it.

But before Guan Jie could speak, Lu Rongxing finished his inspection. He rubbed Guan Jie's ring finger with his thumb, and said doubtfully, "Don't you feel any pain when I touch you like this?"

The fucking fingerprints have been scalded flat, if there is no response, it may be scalded.

Guan Jie felt a little weird being rubbed by him.

In fact, it was his own fingertips that had hardened, but he always felt that there was a layer of wax on Lu Rongxing's hands, which was slippery when rubbed, not like the feeling of hands.

This strange touch is more obvious than the pain, Guan Jie wanted to laugh a little, and shook his head: "A little bit, it's not very obvious."

Knowing that it hurts, there is still a spectrum, Lu Rongxing let go of his hand, and his irritated heart calmed down, Rixing persuaded: "Don't be so edgy next time, school hasn't officially started yet, take it easy if you keep doing things, okay?" Bar?"

Guan Jie acted cutely: "I got it, Dad."

Everyone in the boys' dormitory has multiple roles, and one person can be a grandfather to a grandson at the same time.

Lu Rongxing has been poisoned for a year, and has already adapted to the ruthless changes of the years. Hearing that Pingdi is an elder, he took out two pairs of chopsticks from the chopstick holder: "My dear son, chicken rice or beef rice, which one do you eat?"

Seeing curry for the first time, Guan Jie felt that it was so thick that it made people lose their appetite, so he took the chopsticks from Lu Rongxing and said, "Let me eat chicken rice."

But after he took a bite, he felt it was really delicious, so he asked Lu Rongxing to have a taste.

Lu Rongxing picked up a piece of potato from his plate, and felt that the curry was not good, but it was okay to eat, so the two exchanged half of the dish with a spoon.

Guan Jie likes to mix rice with soup, and he stirred the iron plate rice into claypot rice. While eating, he said, "When are you going to change the dormitory? I'll help you move things."

Lu Rongxing preferred to have a clear meal, holding a piece of beef brisket the size of a fingernail and said, "I don't know, I guess it will be after self-study anyway."

Guan Jie was a little thirsty, and while talking, he glanced outside the store, wanting to see if there was a place selling water nearby: "Then I'll look for you in your dormitory after class, building 1, right?"

"Yes," Lu Rongxing was too lazy to climb up and down the 6th floor, so he was happy to let him help.

Guan Jie soon saw two refrigerators at the door of a house. According to his experience, one should be selling ice cream and the other was selling ice water. He put down his spoon and chopsticks and said, "I'm going to buy a bottle of water. You can drink it." What, orange juice?"

Lu Rongxing was a little puzzled: "Isn't there orange juice here?"

Guan Jie wondered why the picky ghost was so careless today, looked at the two cups and said, "But I was in it just now...soaked my hands."

Lu Rongxing pointed to a corner of the store: "I know, but you can pick it up again over there, and there are new cups below, do you want to drink? I'll pick it up for you."

Guan Jie followed his directions and saw a square box on the counter in the corner.

Guan Jie saw this thing when he entered the door, but because there was no sticker on it, he thought it was a cabinet or a water dispenser, but in fact it was called a self-service juice machine.

Guan Jie was stunned for a moment, and a thin inferiority complex like "ignorance" floated up in his heart, but the shaking of the opposite figure affected his train of thought.

Lu Rongxing had already stepped off the ladder, leaving only one head above the table.

Guan Jie himself was thirsty, so he didn't have the nerve to ask someone else to pick him up, so he quickly followed and climbed down: "No, no, I'll pick it up myself, you sit in your seat."

Lu Rongxing had already stepped on the ground, and seeing him coming down, he could only say, "I'm thirsty too, let's pick each other up."

This time Guan Jie picked up a peach-flavored one, and when he got to the table, he gave the cup to Lu Rongxing. He went up first, then invited the cup to the table, and then Lu Rongxing came up.

After sitting down again, although the two of them didn't say anything, they both felt that they didn't need to come next time because of the effort they had to eat.

After eating, Lu Rongxing paid for the meal, but Guan Jie didn't say to give him the money, thinking that he would eat it next time and finish it by himself.

After checking out, the two of them went out, and when they walked to the door, they saw a comment book hanging on the wall.

Guan Jie stared at it and walked for a few steps, feeling a dull pain in his fingers, and he still couldn't let go of it before he left. He pressed the notebook against the wall and wrote an opinion that he didn't know if anyone would care about it.

Lu Rongxing stood obliquely behind him, watching him write crookedly: remind those who eat, that iron plate is very hot.

After leaving the restaurant, Lu Rongxing laughed at him under the shade of the tree: "Let me say it's okay, I just wrote that it was very hot, maybe I just got burned, do you want to go to the clinic?"

Guan Jie put his fingers in front of his eyes, and found that the hardened areas were getting whiter and whiter, but it didn't hurt any more. He felt it was unnecessary, so he shook his head and said, "No, why are you going in the afternoon?"

Lu Rongxing suffered from summer vacation syndrome, and felt sleepy after eating. He walked forward slowly and said, "I'll go to the piano room for a while, get up and practice for a round, and get a haircut after that. It's almost time for dinner."

Guan Jie also wanted to squint, but he had to go back to the dormitory to find Hu Xinyi. After hesitating for a few seconds, he said, "Then I'll go back to the dormitory first, and I'll come to see you for dinner at 5 o'clock, okay?"

Of course, multiple dinner partners are fine, Lu Rongxing smiled happily: "Okay."

Walking to the fork in the piano room, Guan Jie bowed to Lu Rongxing, ran back to the dormitory against the sun, and found Hu Xinyi next door.

The two hugged together without fear of the heat and formed a ball, each beating each other's backs with bang bangs. After muttering for a while, Hu Xinyi resolutely picked up his luggage and threw the quilt into 2.

He was used to sleeping on the upper bunk, so Guan Jie could do whatever he wanted. He gave up the upper bunk and threw his things under him. After occupying the bunk, the two of them lay down on the balcony to chat about old times.

Guan Jie said, "Do you know where Jian Jian and Bao Tian went in the exam?"

The senior high school entrance examination failed to get Hu Xinyi out of the frame, and after the summer vacation he turned into four eyes, and Guan Jie was also a surprise to him.

Hu Xinyi took off the temples, wiped off his sweat and said, "Bao Tian is in Linyuan, Jian Jian's house doesn't have a phone, so I don't know where it is. As for your brother and me, I didn't get in the exam, I bought points to get in."

If you can buy it, it means you have to go too far. Guan Jie has a deep relationship with him, and he has preconceived ideas and can't care about him going through the back door. He just puts his shoulders on his heart and feels beautiful.

Hu Xinyi's mother was still at school and took him to buy clothes in the afternoon. Before leaving, the aunt asked him if he wanted to go out to play together.

Guan Jie didn't go, made the bed by himself, lay down for a long time without falling asleep, because people kept coming and going in and out of the dormitory, and there was only the new concept given by Lu Rongxing in the earphone bar, he didn't like to hear it, so he just got up , lifted the sheet, and went downstairs to the piano room.

Lu Rongxing has already woken up here, and just rolled up the single blanket.

Guan Jie poked his head out of the window, Lu Rongxing came over and opened the door for him, set up the pipa and played it.

Guan Jie is also hell, he lay down in the dormitory and didn't fall asleep, but when he got here, Lu Rongxing kept saying "dang", and he was still sitting, so he was able to doze off, performing chicken pecking rice with his head on the chair.

Lu Rongxing couldn't see it, and kicked his chair: "The mat is behind the cabinet, go lie down."

Guan Jie remembered in a daze that this was the last nap he could lie down and take a nap this year, so he hurried over to spread out and lie down cherishingly.

The afternoon sunlight gradually changed from direct sunlight to oblique sunlight amidst the sound of the piano and the sound of breathing. The buds of the gardenias outside the window at the back of the piano room quietly opened up again.

If you don't call him, Guan Jie is really good at sleeping, and he still hasn't woken up after Lu Rongxing finished his practice.

Remembering the lesson of leaving him alone here last time, Lu Rongxing shook him awake this time: "Sleep God, it's 4 o'clock, it's time to go."

Guan Jie was originally lying on his side with his back to him, but when he woke him up, he turned to lie on his back, stretched his arms and legs, sat up yawning, and there was a rattan pillow mark on his right face.

Just waking up caused him to lose his memory in minutes. Guan Jie put his hands behind his back, lowered his head listlessly and said, "Where are we going?"

Lu Rong put away the chair and leaned against the wall: "Go to the barber shop."

Guan Jie let out an "oh", sat for another 2 minutes before getting up, rolled up the mat and put it back in place.

Then Lu Rongxing locked the door, walked out of the art school with him, crossed the road and turned left, and chose one of the 3 barbershops along the street that looked the cleanest, and went in.

After entering, Lu Rongxing was quickly taken to the back by the clerk to wash his hair.

Just as Guan Jie sat down on the couch on the left side of the entrance, a yellow-haired afro came in front of him. He held a red card the size of an ID card and enthusiastically sold it to Guan Jie.

He said a lot, and the central idea is that the card is good, the card is good, and the card is croaking.

After hearing this, Guan Jie felt that the membership card was very advanced and high-tech, but he didn't have a membership fee of 200 or 500, so he could only wave his hands and laugh at the hairdresser.

The little brother was not forgiving, and persuaded him to go to Lu Rongxing.Lu Rongxing is cooler, so just ask him to stop talking.

But it's too much to talk about, but the haircut skills are not bad. Lu Rongxing finally got a 200 card. Guan Jie, a country bumpkin, has never seen a barbershop where the card is swiped, so he hurried to the front desk to gain experience.

Then they saw that the young lady at the service desk took out a 1 yuan notebook from the drawer, copied down the card number and Lu Rongxing's name in the empty line, and then wrote "...

+1.

When Guan Jie went out, he was still suspicious of the world, and asked Lu Rongxing, "Does the barber shop over there by your grandfather use cards like this?"

Lu Rongxing didn't feel anything: "No, there is a credit card machine over there."

Guan Jie didn't quite understand and said: "There is no card here, what kind of card do they use?"

To use the later buzzwords, this is called cashing out ahead of time. Lu Rongxing was not so avant-garde, so he had to say: "Pretend to be aggressive."

Then Guan Jie felt that this x was not installed.

The two of them walked to the school gate, and suddenly heard a "Hello", Lu Rongxing looked in response and saw Liu Bai standing at the gate of the school in the south of the city.

He pointed to himself and saw Liu Bai nodded.