Hearing Zheng Mo's words, Zhan Muqing frowned: "I don't want to do meaningless things." ”

"What's pointless? In this way, whoever wins pays. Zheng Mo raised his eyebrows.

"But Mother Li has already said so. ”

"But it's not for me, so I have the right to make the rules of the game. "Zheng Mo is serious.

Zhan Muqing was helpless: "What logic." ”

"You agreed, so that whoever finishes eating first will be able to put the money on the table first. Too easy!"

"It's a naïve game. Zhan Muqing scoffed.

——"Come on, come on! Two bowls of snail noodles!Be careful of scalding!" The boss's shouts came from far and near, until the two bowls of noodles were placed on the table, and he said with a smile, "Teacher Zhan, you eat slowly~"

Smelling the fragrance of this legendary food with the effect of biochemical weapons up close, Zheng Mo's stomach had a force that sincerely wanted to spurt upward, but he suppressed it vigorously, and relied on his eyes to see the bright appearance of snail powder to suppress his primitive desire.

"Mother Li really added vegetables. Zhan Muqing stirred slightly, and the chicken thighs and beef covered in powder were revealed, and even the sour bamboo shoots were much more than usual.

Seeing Zhan Muqing start to move his chopsticks, Zheng Mo also quickly held his breath and took two sips of powder.

"Ahem!" Zheng Mo was slid out of the corners of his eyes with spicy tears.

"You still want to eat a bowl of white shabu. Zhan Muqing watched Zheng Mo stuff something into his mouth frantically with red eyes, and still proposed.

"House, I'm with you!" Zheng Mo swallowed the powder, "It's just that the first bite is not very adaptable, but it's quite delicious after eating!"

Another real fragrance player for snail powder.

"That'll do. ”

"I'm almost halfway through it, I'm going to win!" Zheng Mo raised his eyebrows in a triumphant manner.

Zhan Muqing was stunned for a second, he didn't say anything, and the speed of powdering became obviously much faster.

"Childish, you're still playing!" Zheng Mo couldn't help but smile when he saw Zhan Muqing's movements, and immediately rushed into the battlefield of snail noodles.

The two of you chased after me, with open guns and hidden arrows, a bowl of hot snail noodles, and was quickly swept clean by the two of them in two minutes.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I'll first-"

- "Ahhh

Zheng Mo suppressed his unhappiness, responded to the girl with a smile, and took a photo with the girl after dividing it by two.

In the girl's voice of "Oh my God, I'm so happy" and "I didn't expect to meet Momo by chance", Zheng Mo raised his eyes and found that Zhan Muqing had already put down his money and left.

Zheng Mo immediately caught up, just rushed out of the store and remembered something, turned back to the girls and said, "This shop is very delicious, I recommend it very much!"

turned his head and caught up with Zhan Muqing at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

"Someone is chasing you?" Zhan Muqing looked at Zheng Mo's panting appearance and wondered.

"Then why are you fooling yourself! I'll finish it first!"

"But I finished the soup first and put the money on the table. Zhan Muqing touched his stomach and talked about his theory lightly.

“... ... Zheng Mo scratched his head, "Forget it, I'm unlucky this time." There will be a chance to fight again in the future!"

"There's no chance. I'm so bored playing this game with you. I'll go back and see you tomorrow. Zhan Muqing said in a tone that he didn't know whether he was disgusting Zheng Mo or himself, turned around and left.

Zhan Muqing—— Okay, see you tomorrow. Zheng Mo still compromised with Zhan Muqing's back.

Competition, always the eternal theme of men, even if the flower of Kaolin is like Zhan Muqing, he can't escape, although he really found out that he was stupid afterwards.

Zheng Mo was still reminiscing about this power struggle on the way home.

In fact, this is the first time Zheng Mo has seen Zhan Muqing eat so fast, and he usually chews and swallows slowly, and he doesn't eat much, but once the factor of competition is added, it really makes Zheng Mo take a big startle.

However, Zheng Mo himself is not much better, although he has trained in the crew to eat at the speed of eating, but he still eats the whole bowl of noodles with tears in his eyes because of the spiciness.

No one could have imagined that this was actually something that a popular contemporary idol actor and a highly educated young and famous physics teacher could do.

So much so that when Zheng Mo was sleeping and dreaming, he was still swimming in the ocean of snail noodles with Zhan Muqing.

The next day was not long in coming.

Today is the first day of the third year of high school in Tengfei High School, and Zheng Mo, who is a senior in high school, appeared in the class of the thirty-eighth class of high school refreshed after last night's snail noodle war.

Of course, don't mention this process of finding a place in the class, to give Zheng Mo a face.

The reaction of the classmates was not as excited as Zheng Mo thought, although the number of people in class eighteen was not large, but with such a vigilant gaze turning around Zheng Mo, he would be more or less lost and uncomfortable.

What's the situation?

Seeing that everyone continued to do their own thing except after examining themselves, and there was no superfluous action, Zheng Mo also quietly found a window seat and sat down.

How can this class hurry up The atmosphere is not right? Not to mention that Zheng Mo has this attitude towards the transfer school, including the weakness among their classmates.

The female classmate who sat down in front of Zheng Mo turned her head, suppressed her excitement, and said with a red face: "Hello Zheng Mo, I didn't expect you to go to school here too." ”

"Huh, is it unexpected to go to school here?" Zheng Mo looked confused, not only to this words, but also to this female classmate.

The female classmate naturally saw the curiosity on Zheng Mo's face, she lowered her head and scratched her hair, and explained to him seriously: "Do you remember the account that sent you PPT? That, it's me, I didn't expect to receive your reply." ”

"No, no! You don't have to be so shy, we're all classmates. Zheng Mo replied with a smile.

"Mmmm, my name is Hu Tong, I'm very happy to be your front table," Hu Tong was encouraged by Zheng Mo, and his voice was a little louder, "Do you think the atmosphere in the class is very strange?"

"Yes, you think so too!" Zheng Mo seemed to have found a soulmate.

"Actually, I was surprised why you came to our class because of that. Hu Tong sighed, "I heard that our class is going to have a big change of teachers. I'm in my third year of high school, and I can't figure out why this is happening. Originally, there were not many students in the class, but now that I have changed to an unfamiliar team of teachers, how can I get used to it in a short time?"

“... ... What if the teacher is good?"

"It's a very difficult situation. Unless Mr. Zhan didn't resign, he just happened to take our class. But with the record of our class... Pipe dream. So if the family has the conditions, they inquired about the class that the original class guide was going to teach, and there were not many people left. Hu Tong was a little embarrassed.

Zheng Mo looked at it, and it was indeed sparse.

"Originally, our class was ranked in the middle of the school at best, but now, everyone can only ask for more blessings. Hu Tong raised his head, "By the way, have you finished reading that PPT?"

How could it be! Zheng Mo almost blurted out, that information was simply a book of heaven for him at that time! Later, for some reasons, he was able to spend so long with Zhan Muqing, thinking about it this way, Zheng Mo really got a lot from this information.

Looking at Hu Tong's expectant eyes, Zheng Mo scratched his head: "Well... ”

- "What, what, what PPT?" A vigorous male voice suddenly appeared next to the two.