The one-day course is quickly over.

When you go up, you may feel that the seconds are like years, but after the time is over, you will feel...time is passing fast!

Before school was over, the head teacher explained that there would be no class tomorrow morning, and the students would go home, go out to play, or whatever.

Then there is the New Year's Day party starting at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, when the chorus students prepare in advance.

When explaining, the head teacher seemed careless, not indifferent, but was already desperate for this thing.

Then, it's great to keep the mentality of focusing on participation.

Song Ci saw a feeling of life and death on the face of the head teacher.

What has created the vicissitudes of the head teacher?

Is it love?

Is it a responsibility?

No, neither!

It is the students in the first grade of the second year of high school that have no artistic talent!

Therefore, the teacher in charge of the class has given up the art treatment for the students in the first class of the second year of high school.

After the head teacher gave an explanation, he announced the end of school.

After school, Song Ci felt a little troubled.

Every time before school, Chu Rong and the others decided where to eat.

Now, one by one, they are so busy that they have no time to dine with her.

So the question is, what exactly is she going to eat?

This is really a difficult question to choose.

Unexpectedly, Song Ci was going to check it out online.

See what other people have eaten delicious, she sees whether she likes it or not, and if she likes it, she eats it.

With this idea in mind, Song Ci opened the Internet navigation and typed delicious food in the search bar.

Then, a lot of delicious food appeared.

Variety.

Everyone wants to eat it.

Song Ci turned over for a while, and felt that she wanted to eat everything.

But here comes the problem.

Where are these things?

This is a very serious issue.

When Song Ci was standing at the door of the classroom searching for all kinds of delicious food, her mobile phone rang.

"???"

It is an unknown number.

Song Ci hesitated and connected.

"Hello, is it Mr. Song Ci?" A man's voice came across.

"Yes, I am." Song Ci nodded.

"Hello, I am a takeaway xxx. The takeaway has been delivered to the place you specified. What is your specific address and I will deliver it to you." The other man said heartily.

Song Ci looked dazed, she didn't order takeaways.

"Um, did you send it wrong? I didn't order takeaway." Song Ci felt that she still had to remind her.

There was a pause, and then, soon, the other party's voice came.

"The name is indeed Song Ci, and the phone number is 136xxxxxxxx. After repeated checks, it should be you," the man said.

Song Ci frowned, the information the other party said was indeed hers.

So, is it possible that who ordered her takeaway?

If this is the case, as long as it is not unpleasant, Song Ci would have a hundred thanks!

"Then you tell me the specific location, I can come and get it myself." Song Ci decided to go and have a look.

"It's right here at the south gate of Yanjing University." The other party said.

"Okay, please wait for a while." After Song Ci finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Then walked to the school gate.

As she walked, she asked in the group if someone ordered her takeout.

However, everyone online said that they had never done this.

Not the group of people in the group, who would it be?

Song Ci thought in his heart, who the **** was giving her the takeaway.