At noon at a restaurant by the Qinhuai River, Chen Hansheng asked for a box facing the street.

The decoration in the box is both modern and retro. Modern means that there is a TV and air conditioning. Retro means that the entrance is carved in the shape of a flower. The tables and chairs are also mahogany octagonal tables, giving it an antique atmosphere.

In addition, the window of the box is not pushed outwards, it needs to be propped up with a wooden stick. When Bian Shishi opened the window curiously, the whole room was wide-eyed, for fear that the stick would fall.

If you hit a passerby, Ximen Qing, do you want to eat this meal?

"What do you all see me doing like this?"

Bian Shishi supported the window, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"No no······"

Everyone was embarrassed to admit that Chen Hansheng picked up the teapot and poured water and said to Wang Zibo: "Come on, Da Lang, it's time to take medicine."

"Go away!"

Wang Zibo blushed and took the cup away.

Chen Hansheng smiled and filled the rest of the people. The restaurant was stunned by antiques. The ladies ordering dishes were all dressed in ancient clothes. Chen Hansheng ticked up 7 special dishes. It is estimated that five people should have finished eating.

The scenery next to the window is very good. The Qinhuai River is not far away. In late autumn, it was a bit sluggish. All of the painted pleasure boats lay on the shore, but the long street of Confucius Temple is always rubbing shoulders, especially student couples.

The college couple held hands, and the girl was holding a bunch of candied haws, pointing to those expensive and beautiful accessories and discussing with her boyfriend. The boy looked at the price and estimated that he could not afford it now, pretending to pass by.

However, after not taking a few steps, he turned his head and looked at it, remembering the location of the store, maybe he had already made a plan to save money, and surprise his girlfriend on a certain holiday.

The feelings on campus are pure and beautiful and make people feel distressed.

Chen Hansheng licked the melon seeds presented by the store, and looked at the variety outside the window, Xiao Rongyu next to him suddenly pushed himself.

"What are you doing?"

"I want to eat that too."

Xiao Yuer pointed to the old man selling candied haws and said pitifully.

Chen Hansheng didn't want to move, so he shied away: "After dinner, I ordered sweet and sour pork ribs. It tastes almost the same."

"I don't, Xiao Chen, please..."

Xiao Rongyu stretched the end sound, and the autumn breeze outside the window "swishes" in. It didn't feel cold. It just blew the little fish's untied hair into a mess. The melon seeds hidden under the hair had cute faces. proud.

"All right, I happen to go down and smoke a cigarette."

Chen Hansheng shook his head and stood up. If there were no other people, he might just pretend to be dead, but there were two other girls, especially Xiao Rongyu's roommate Bian Shishi, and Chen Hansheng would take care of this pride.

After a while, Chen Hansheng came back and stepped on the "creak, creak" wooden stairs, and still heard Bian Shishi's voice.

"Chen Hansheng is not as lazy as you said. If you ask him to buy candied haws, he will buy it obediently. I think my boyfriend has done this well..."

"You can't praise him, or the tail will be up to the sky again."

This is Xiao Rongyu talking, but the satisfaction and joy in his tone cannot be concealed.

Chen Hansheng pushed the door and walked in. The girls in the room all gave a surprised "ah", because he not only bought Xiao Rongyu candied haws, but every girl had a bunch.

"Chen Hansheng, it's a pity that you are not from Dongda University, otherwise you have to feed a girl in one of our dorms."

Bian Shishi smiled and took the candied haws.

She didn't mean to look down on the Caiyuan by these words, which meant that if Chen Hansheng and Xiao Yuer were in the same school, the girls in the entire dormitory would have to be arranged.

Or there is a saying that if a girl falls in love, one person can feed a girl in a dormitory; if a boy falls in love, one person has to rely on a brother in the dormitory to feed.

"If I am from Dongda University, then I have to talk about Tsinghua and Peking University's girlfriend. Jianye University is the lowest standard."

Chen Hansheng said with a smile.

"Bah, you are going to Tsinghua University and Peking University, so you can't talk about Harvard girls?"

Xiao Yuer pinched Chen Hansheng.

Nie Xiaoyu also took the candied haws and sighed: "I followed Minister Chen in my freshman year. This is the first time I have enjoyed this kind of treatment. This is a truly memorable moment."

At first, Nie Xiaoyu was just a freshman who didn't know anything, but gradually grew up to where he is now. However, the name "Minister Chen" often popped up in his mouth. This was the social relationship between the two in the beginning.

Of course Wang Zibo did not fall, Chen Hansheng handed him the candied haws, but he rejected it disgustingly: "What kind of candied haws, hurry up and eat, I will have something to do soon."

Wang Zibo's attitude made the atmosphere in the room a little stagnant, but the dishes were served soon, including brine duck, sweet and sour pork ribs, braised lion head, phoenix prawns, egg siu mai, dried shredded chicken sauce and a large bowl of seasonal vegetable soup , All are the specialty dishes of Jianye and Sodong Province.

The girls quickly immersed themselves in the food, chatting about recent entertainment news and campus gossip.

Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo ate faster, filling their stomachs and they were done. The taste of the dishes can only be said to be average, far inferior to the small restaurant next to the train station.

Chen Hansheng glanced at the girls. They seemed to have eaten half of the lion head in the fish bowl just after they moved their chopsticks.

"It's really slow."

Chen Hansheng took out the cigarette, thinking about whether to call Wang Zibo to go down and smoke, Xiao Yuer lightly patted his knee, then pointed to another window in the room, and signaled them to go there to smoke instead of going downstairs.

"I withdrew this cigarette after smoking."

Wang Zibo flicked the soot and said.

"So fast."

Chen Hansheng glanced at him.

Wang Zibo nodded: "I have something else, next time I invite you to dinner with Xiao Yuer."

After he finished speaking, he took a few puffs of cigarettes, said goodbye to everyone, and left. On the second floor, Chen Hansheng watched Wang Zibo running to the back of the bus station, silently.

"Xiao Chen, Zi Bo has gone back. Come over and chat with us." Xiao Yuer called from the table.

"Okay, what are you talking about, don't brag about it, whether it's entertainment or cultural circles, there is nothing I don't understand."

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Wang Zibo returned to the door of the University of Science and Technology and looked around at about 1:50. He stood at the door and looked around, as if waiting for someone.

The temperature outside here is much colder than in the restaurant. The autumn wind is like a sharp sickle, scraping from the tops of the sycamore trees, and the yellow leaves are "brushed" falling down, and the cleaning aunt not far away is struggling to clean up.

After waiting for another 15 minutes, Wang Zibo's hands and feet became cold, and it was useless to breathe, but he noticed that there were roasted sweet potatoes on the street, remembering that Chen Hansheng just used a sweet potato to coax the fish, and he went over Bought one.

Putting the soft and hot sweet potatoes in my hand, I felt a lot better.

At 2:30, a voice came from behind: "Zi Bo, I'm really sorry, I got up a little late. How long have you waited?"

"It's okay, I just arrived."

Wang Zibo walked over and said.

"I knew ~lightnovelpub.net~ how could you be on time at 2 in such a cold day."

Huang Hui smiled and took off her scarf.

Wang Zibo took out the sweet potato from his pocket: "This is for you."

Huang Hui glanced at it: "You still eat this when you are old. This is all used by poor people who can't afford to eat."

"The taste is very sweet, soft and sticky."

Wang Zibo defended.

"Then you eat it, anyway, I don't want it. If it doesn't work, throw it away."

Huang Hui pulled Wang Zibo: "When I was interviewing yesterday, I saw a Starbucks in front of me. Let's go sit there."

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