At noon, he was in a restaurant by the Qinhuai River, and 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, and the tables and chairs are also mahogany octagonal tables, which is an antique atmosphere.

In addition, the window of the box is not pushed outward, and a wooden stick needs to be used to prop it up, and when Bian Shishi opened the window curiously, the eyes of the whole room widened, for fear that the stick would fall.

In case you smash a passer-by Ximenqing, do you want to eat this meal.

"What do you all think of me like this?"

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

"No, no, no ······"

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

"Get out!"

Wang Zibo blushed and took the cup away.

Chen Hansheng smiled and helped the others fill up, this restaurant was stunned by the antique, the young ladies who ordered the dishes were all dressed in ancient clothes, Chen Hansheng hooked 7 special dishes, and estimated that the five people should just finish eating.

The scenery near the window is very good, not far away is the Qinhuai River, there is some depression in late autumn, those painting boats are all across the shore, but the Confucius Temple is always rubbing shoulders on the street, especially the student couples.

The college couple held hands, the girl was still holding a string of sugar gourds, pointing to those expensive and beautiful accessories and discussing with her boyfriend, the boy looked at the price, estimated that he couldn't afford it now, and pretended not to care.

But after a few steps, he turned his head to look again, remembered the location of the store, and maybe he had already made up his mind to save money and surprise his girlfriend on a certain holiday.

The feelings on campus are pure and beautiful, which makes people feel distressed.

Chen Hansheng swallowed the melon seeds given by the store, looked at all kinds of people outside the window, and Xiao Rongyu next to him suddenly pushed himself.

"What?"

"I want to eat that too. ”

Xiao Yu'er pointed to the old man selling sugar gourds and said pitifully.

Chen Hansheng didn't want to move, so he shirked and said: "After eating for a while, I ordered sweet and sour pork ribs, which tasted almost the same." ”

"I don't, Xiao Chen, please······"

Xiao Rongyu stretched out the tail note, and the autumn breeze outside the window blew in, but he didn't feel cold, but he just blew Xiao Yu'er's untied hair wantonly messy, and the melon seeds hidden under the hair had lovely pride on his face.

"Okay, I'm going down for a cigarette too. ”

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

After a while, Chen Hansheng came back, stepping on the wooden stairs with a "creaking, creaking" sound, and he could still hear the sound of Bian Shishi's words.

"Chen Hansheng is not as lazy as you said, you asked him to buy sugar gourds, and he obediently went to buy them, I think my boyfriend is already good at this······"

"You can't praise him, or his tail will go up to the sky. ”

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

Chen Hansheng pushed the door in, and the girls in the room were surprised with an "ah", because he not only bought sugar gourds for Xiao Rongyu, but every girl had a string.

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

Bian Shishi smiled and took the sugar gourd.

She didn't mean to look down on the financial academy in her words, that is, if Chen Hansheng and Xiao Yuer were from the same school, the entire dormitory girls would have to be arranged.

Or there is a saying that when a girl falls in love, a person can support a dormitory girl, and a boy falls in love, and a person has to rely on a dormitory brother to support a boy.

"If I were from the University of Tokyo, I would have to talk about the girlfriend of Tsinghua University and Peking University, and Jianye University is the minimum standard. ”

Chen Hansheng said with a smile.

"Phew, you're going to Tsinghua University and Peking University, and you can't talk about Harvard girls?"

Xiao Yu'er pinched Chen Hansheng.

Nie Xiaoyu also took the sugar gourd and sighed: "I followed Minister Chen in my freshman year, and it is the first time I have enjoyed this kind of treatment, this is really a memorable moment." ”

Nie Xiaoyu was just a freshman who didn't know anything at first, and then gradually grew into his current position, but he often used the title of "Minister Chen" in his mouth, which was the social relationship between the two at the beginning.

Of course, Wang Zibo did not fall behind, Chen Hansheng handed him the sugar gourd, but he refused with disgust: "What kind of sugar gourd to eat, hurry up and eat, I will have something to do later." ”

Wang Zibo's attitude made the atmosphere in the house stagnate a little, but soon the dishes were served, salted duck, sweet and sour pork ribs, braised lion's head, anchovy shrimp, egg siu mai, dried shredded chicken sauce and a large bowl of seasonal vegetable soup, all of which were special dishes of Jianye and Sudong Province.

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

Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo ate relatively quickly, and they were done with their stomachs, and the taste of the food could only be said to be average, far less than the small restaurant next to the train station.

Chen Hansheng glanced at the girls, they seemed to have just moved their chopsticks, and the lion's head in the small fish bowl had only eaten half of it.

"It's slow. ”

Chen Hansheng took out his cigarette, and wondered if he wanted to call Wang Zibo to go down and smoke, Xiao Yu'er patted him lightly on the knee, and then pointed to another window in the room, signaling them to go over there to smoke and not go downstairs again.

"I withdrew this cigarette when I finished smoking. ”

Wang Zibo flicked the cigarette ash and said.

"So fast. ”

Chen Hansheng glanced at him.

Wang Zibo nodded: "I still have something to do, next time I invite you to eat with Xiao Yu'er." ”

After he finished speaking, he took a few puffs of cigarette, said goodbye to everyone and left, Chen Hansheng watched Wang Zibo's back running to the bus stop on the second floor, silent.

"Xiao Chen, Zibo is back, you can also come and chat with us. The little fish called out on the table.

"Okay, what are you talking about, don't brag, whether it's the entertainment industry or the cultural circle, there's nothing I don't understand. ”

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Wang Zibo returned to the gate of the Polytechnic University and looked at the time around 1:50, and he stood at the door and looked around, as if waiting for someone.

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

After waiting for another 15 minutes, Wang Zibo's hands and feet began to be cold, and it was useless to keep hazing, but he noticed that there were still roasted sweet potatoes sold on the street, and remembered that Chen Hansheng had coaxed the small fish with a sweet potato just now, and he also went over to buy one.

The soft and hot sweet potatoes in my hand really feel a lot better.

At half past two, a voice came from behind: "Zibo, I'm really sorry, I got up a little late, how long have you been waiting?"

"It's okay, I've just arrived. ”

Wang Zibo walked over and said.

"I knew how you could be on time at 2 o'clock on such a cold day. ”

Huang Hui smiled and untied her scarf.

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

Huang Hui glanced at it: "How old are you and still eat this, this is all from those poor families who couldn't afford to eat before." ”

"The taste is very sweet, soft and glutinous. ”

Wang Zibo argued.

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

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

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