"It really broadened my horizons to have such a wonderful taste in the world. ”

"Woo - I suddenly felt that everything I had encountered during this time suddenly became clear. ”

"Yes, there is such wonderful food in this world, which makes me passionate about this world again. ”

.....

The people outside who couldn't squeeze in looked at those people, and there was not much doubt in their hearts.

Because there are many people they know in it, they all regret it because they can't taste the fish, and they all speak out.

"Boss, hurry up and find that master to make a few fish. ”

"yes, we haven't eaten yet. ”

"Even though I've only just eaten, I still want to try it. ”

.....

When Yang Qingfeng was cooking just now, Cai Meixia had been watching from the side. She can't wait to make it herself, where else can she think about.

"Our store is out of business today, so let's all leave first. ”

"No, hostess, we're going to try it. ”

"yes, go find that master and make a meal. ”

"We've been waiting here since the beginning, how can you close the door. ”

.....

If there were hundreds of people waiting outside her house to cook fish, she would be absolutely happy, but now she is not happy at all.

"I really don't do it today, there are still many restaurants outside, you can go there to eat. ”

"Oops, what a disappointment. ”

"Don't come here to eat again. ”

"yes, what a waste of time. ”

.....

The people who had eaten fish in the restaurant also spoke, but the words were contrary to the complaints of those outside.

"Boss, do you know the master just now?"

"Boss, what is your number? Let's add it, and if there is any delicious fish like that, remember to contact me." ”

"And me, as long as there is a must contact me, I bring my friends to eat, it will definitely be good for you. ”

.....

There was a woman in the crowd, about seventeen or eighteen years old. is 1.7 meters tall, although she is also wearing the school uniform of No. 1 Middle School, but she has a temperament in her gestures, coupled with her moth eyebrows and ruddy jade lips, she is another beautiful person.

She silently listened to the communication of the people around her, and quickly understood the cause and effect of the matter.

In the eyes of Danfeng, who hooked the soul, the light that came out became more and more vigorous, and his face gradually became firm.

......

Ten minutes later, Cai Meixia's restaurant was finally empty, and she turned her face to see that the pot just now was taken away by a foodie.

"I must make that flavor of fish, as long as I can make it, my store will definitely be able to open all over the country!"

Yang Qingfeng, who made such a sensation, had already returned to the office with Manshiyu.

In the office, there was not a single teacher at this time.

The two sat at the desk, looking at Yang Qingfeng in a daze, as if there was a flower on Yang Qingfeng's face.

"What's wrong?"

"How the hell did you do that?"

"As I said, I used to cook my own food. ”

"If you don't want to say it, forget it. ”

Barbarian Shiyu was not angry, but felt that Yang Qingfeng was becoming more and more mysterious.

Yang Qingfeng didn't bother to explain.

Even if it is a pig, the precipitation of 3,000 years, the food made is not something that the people of the world can imagine.

"We slept for a while and didn't sign up until 2 p.m. ”

"You sleep, I want to go out for a walk. ”

"Well, remember to come back on time. ”

Manshiyu wanted to go out with Yang Qingfeng, but this was at school, and she was afraid that if she got too close to Yang Qingfeng, she would make others gossip, so she could only nod.

The sun is warm and the breeze is blowing. The leaves on the campus make a rustling sound, and under the shade of the trees, people come and go from time to time.

Looking at the students passing by with different expressions on their faces, Yang Qingfeng felt this different feeling.

A flute sounded from the hill on campus. The sound of the flute is curling, like resentment.

Yang Qingfeng couldn't imagine that someone in the world could play such a beautiful and soft flute, and he couldn't help but be a little curious about the person who played the flute.

Ten minutes later, Yang Qingfeng walked into a hill where bamboo forests and woods intertwined.

Walking in the direction where the flute came, I soon saw a small pavilion in the shade of trees, at the highest point.

The sound of the flute came from that small pavilion.

His pace quickened, and Yang Qingfeng could finally see the situation in the pavilion clearly.

A woman dressed differently from the one he had seen in the past two days, with a solemn countenance, beautiful eyes closed, and a flute under her rosy lips, emitting a pleasant rhythm.

Yang Qingfeng stood in place, closed his eyes, and savored slowly.

Human sensations are a magical thing.

For example, when we usually walk on the road, if someone is staring at us from behind, we will always feel it.

Zhang Yunyun was calming in her own world, and suddenly felt something, opened her beautiful eyes, and there was indeed a person not far away.

The first thing that appeared in her eyes was anger.

After seeing the boy's eyes closed and immersed in the sound of her flute, the anger in his eyes quickly dissipated, and a look called a confidant crept up on his face.

As the saying goes, if you don't speculate, you don't have more than half a sentence, and you have less than a thousand glasses of wine for your confidant.

Without communication, Zhang Yunyun knew that the boy was definitely a person who knew the flute very well, and she really wanted to sit down with the boy and talk about everything about the flute.

Just as she was about to stand up, the boy opened his eyes first.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other quietly at a distance of more than ten meters.

What a pair of deep eyes they were, like the vast stars, which made people fall into them.

But those eyes, then a look of doubt, and then the man turned away from the place without hesitation.

Zhang Yunyun was a little angry for a while, for the first time in her life, she wanted to communicate with someone, but that person ignored her.

Yang Qingfeng didn't know, because of curiosity, he had been remembered by a beautiful woman.

He wandered around casually for a while, feeling that the time was almost there, and when he returned to the office, he saw that Manshiyu was still sleeping.

"Poetry, it's almost two o'clock. ”

"Huh?!"

Sleeping on the table, it is generally very shallow, and the barbarian poet woke up immediately.

Rubbing her face, she only now thought of a question.

Yang Qingfeng is in her class, if she always calls her poetry, you don't have to think about it to know what will happen.

"That's... Aomine, when I was in school, you all called me Mr. Man, although I really wanted to... But..."

Yang Qingfeng glanced at her suspiciously and nodded.

Yang Qingfeng continued to sit in the position where he sat this morning, watching the poetry of the barbarian poems to sign up for the students who came and went, and enjoyed it.

In the somewhat chaotic hall on the first floor, there was a sudden burst of girls' exclamations.

Liang Xinghui eh. ”

"Liang Xinghui is here. ”

"Look, it's Liang Xinghui. ”

"Ah, I'm about to faint. ”

....

The crowd quickly moved out of the way, and the girls on both sides of the passage looked excited, their cheeks were pink, as if they had seen their own Prince Charming.