Less than five o'clock in the afternoon, the old street of the county, the old place is spicy.

There is a table and a pot, the pot is divided into several compartments, there are meat and vegetables in it, and you can eat it directly when you sit down. When the payment is finished, the boss will come over and count the sticks, the white ones are five cents, and the red ones are one yuan.

"Boss, give me an instant noodle. ”

Song Ming came to this shop with Hang Wanqing, and before he sat down, he asked the boss to serve him a piece of instant noodles.

There are a total of five tables inside and outside the restaurant, and when there are many customers, diners who don't know each other will crowd into one table to eat their own food, which is also extremely delicious.

At the moment, there are not many customers at this point, two of the five tables are empty, one inside and one outside. Hang Wanqing chose the platform inside, trying to avoid being seen by the teachers or students of the county No. 9 Middle School passing by.

The table and stool were not very clean, Song Ming was about to ask the proprietress to take a cloth to wipe it, but Hang Wanqing had already sat down generously. She was wearing the same white dress she bought at the EGLS brand store in Xinjie not long ago, and Song Ming was also present at the time, hundreds of oceans.

"Boss, I want a piece of pig's blood. Hang Wanqing shouted to the busy proprietress coquettishly. She seems to have gradually integrated into the life of this small county.

Song Ming smiled, he liked such a Hang teacher, because he couldn't see the arrogance of the provincial city people in her.

The two sat down around the table, with a stool in between.

The proprietress brought disposable chopsticks and instant noodles and pig blood that the two wanted.

"Hostess, we can do it ourselves. ”

Song Ming said and took the soup spoon in the hand of the proprietress and began to help Hang Wanqing cook pig blood. The instant noodles he asked for were thrown directly into the large compartment in the middle. Hang Wanqing added a little chili pepper and minced garlic to the bowl, then reached out and took a portion of kelp and a ham sausage, and ate it deliciously.

Not long after the two started eating, they only heard the sound of girls laughing and noisy outside, and then saw five young girls in casual clothes walking in. Song Ming glanced out of instinct, but found that the most beautiful girl at the head was a little familiar, and after thinking about it again, he remembered that the other party was not the host Cheng Weiwei?

Song Ming was so frightened that he almost spit out the beef balls that Teacher Hang had given him. I just sigh that this world is too small, and I can be bumped into by acquaintances even if I hide here?!

Cheng Weiwei also saw Senior Song Ming who was staring at her, and she immediately shouted happily, "Senior, what a coincidence, you also like to eat spicy tang here." ”

Two of the four girls behind her were also present that day, so they naturally recognized Song Minglai. First, one person called out the voice chief one by one, and then whispered to the other two girls who didn't know Song Ming.

Song Ming had no choice but to get up and ask, "You are also here to eat Malatang?"

"yes, but there's no place outside. Cheng Weiwei smiled in response, but her eyes fell on Hang Wanqing's body. also didn't get up because he couldn't figure out the relationship between Song Ming and the other party for a while. Looking at the girl's back and dress, the probability of being a big beauty is extremely high, but there is no news that Senior Song Ming has a girlfriend on campus?

Because Hang Wanqing, who was facing away from everyone, did not get up, Song Ming was not easy to express his position. What girl doesn't like to gossip, if they know that he and the school's female teacher came to the county seat on Sunday to eat Malatang, it will definitely make the headlines of the school tonight.

At this time, the chat of the other four girls came to an end, and when they saw that Cheng Weiwei was still standing still, they wanted to pull her up to share the table with Song Ming and the others.

Cheng Weiwei was embarrassed and said: "It seems inconvenient for seniors. ”

"What's inconvenient? Isn't he alone?" said one of the ponytailed girls, with wide-eyed eyes.

"Senior, you won't mind. The other round-faced girl smirked.

Song Ming wanted to say that I minded, but the confused ponytail girl had already walked up to herself and sat down directly opposite Hang Wanqing. She glanced at Hang Wanqing, she always felt a little familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while, which made her frown.

Finished!

Song Ming smiled bitterly and patted his forehead, there was nothing to hide now. But just as he was about to introduce Hang Wanqing to Cheng Weiwei and others, Mr. Hang got up and spoke first.

"Song Ming, are these beauties your juniors?" Hang Wanqing asked with a smile.

Song Mingleng paused, then nodded and agreed: "Yes, this senior sister Cheng Weiwei is still the host of this monthly exam summary meeting, I don't know if the teacher noticed it that day." ”

"Yes, no wonder it's familiar, the host that day was very good. Hang Wanqing looked at Cheng Weiwei and praised.

Cheng Weiwei was a little confused, of course she was not the only one, and her four good sisters didn't react for a while. But Cheng Weiwei soon found that the big beauty in front of her was a little familiar, so she shouted in an uncertain tone: "Are you Teacher Hang?"

"Yes, yes, she is our school's aviation teacher, I just said she is familiar. The confused ponytail jumped up and exclaimed in surprise, finally remembering who this beautiful big sister was.

Hang Wanqing, as the youngest and most beautiful female teacher in the county, has a lot of fans of her little fan girl in school. And school flower-level beauties like Cheng Weiwei will compare them with Hang Wanqing, and naturally they also pay attention to Hang Wanqing.

Hang Wanqing smiled and generously admitted, not at all panicked after being hit by a student from the same school.

"Wow, Mr. Hang is so beautiful today, and the dress on his body is also beautiful. A few little girls said with envy in their eyes full of stars.

"Don't stand, eat together. Hang Wanqing warmly invited them to sit together, but squeezed Song Ming into the corner. Next, Cheng Weiwei and others surrounded Hang Wanqing, you and I kept asking questions, and Hang Wanqing patiently answered.

"Teacher Hang, where did you buy this dress, I want to buy one too?"

"Teacher Hang, what kind of facial cleanser do you use, you don't have a single acne on your face?"

"Teacher Hang, can I call you sister in private?"

Ten minutes later, the women remembered Song Ming's existence.

Cheng Weiwei asked curiously, "Teacher, do you know Senior Song Ming?"

Song Ming looked at Hang Wanqing, expecting her answer.

Hang Wanqing smiled unhurriedly and said, "Song Ming is my student, and I teach them the language of the class. Coincidentally, just an hour ago I met him in Huatai Electronic City to choose a mobile phone, I gave him some advice, and then he invited me to come here to eat Malatang. ”

That's a perfect explanation!

Song Ming secretly gave a thumbs up to Teacher Hang, it is not a loss to be a Chinese teacher, this set of rhetoric must be given full marks, and he is not afraid of the teacher's pride.

Cheng Weiwei and other little fan girls let out an "oh" in unison, how could the girls who have not been deeply involved in the world doubt the truth of Teacher Hang's words. And Hang Wanqing's words also shifted their attention to the fact that Song Ming bought a mobile phone. At present, mobile phones are still a luxury, and there are not many students in the county's No. 9 middle school who have mobile phones. So Cheng Weiwei and others were very surprised by Song Ming's purchase of a mobile phone.

"Senior, can you show us the new phone you just bought?" The confused ponytail looked at Song Ming expectantly. One by one, the other girls also showed curiosity.

Song Ming saw that Hang Wanqing successfully shifted the topic to his mobile phone, which he was happy to see, so how could he be stingy with the mobile phone he had just bought.

"Nokia's old model, just drop it, don't be afraid. Song Ming took out his phone and handed it to the confused ponytail. At this time, the other girls didn't eat Malatang, and crowded together to play with Song Ming's mobile phone.

It's finally over!

Song Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked at Teacher Hang, he found that the other party was winking at him.

I have to say that our Hang teacher is getting more and more naughty!