The chef was quick with his hands and feet, and after about ten minutes, Wang Qiqi's dishes were cut off by the proprietress one after another.

After the dishes were served, Wang Qi filled the glass in front of him, picked it up, and touched several men and women who hurriedly picked up the cups and bottles and clinked glasses with him, said "open the whole", and after drinking the beer in the dry glass, he lifted the chopsticks and opened the whole.

After tasting two chopsticks, he saw that the taste of several home-cooked dishes was average, not bad, but not very good, Wang Qi immediately understood why it was all meals, and the reason why the business of this restaurant was not booming. He also shook his head in his heart, and said in his heart, no matter how enthusiastic the boss is, you can only earn me money once in your life. It seems that the next time you look for a restaurant, you still can't be too casual, you still have to find a place with a lot of family.

However, although this ordinary meal tastes tasteless in his mouth, he looked at the few men and women around him, except for Yu Wenli, who was a little gentle, the rest of them were all flying with chopsticks, and kept pulling chopsticks into their bowls, looking like they were eating a big meal, so he couldn't help but be a little curious, thinking, is it really delicious or because he was hungry?

Thinking that these people were trained by the security guards in the sun for an afternoon, while he hid in the shade of a tree and rested for an afternoon, and now he is not very hungry, Wang Qi's heart is somewhat clear:

People who are very hungry even eat dog shit is fragrant.

The meal was over after about half an hour.

When he was paying, he saw that everyone was touching their wallets, so he picked up his hands and pressed them down on everyone, and said to everyone:

"Let me invite you for today's meal. It's easy to eat, and it doesn't cost two dollars. ”

"How can that be done, Seventh Brother?"

"That's it, it's either or not!"

"I can't do this, Brother Seven, otherwise I won't dare to eat with you next time!"

“……”

As soon as he spoke, he was opposed by unison, although some people looked hypocritical and pretentious, but it still made Wang Qi's impression of this group of people improve a lot.

He pressed his hand again, and he didn't fight with everyone, but said directly to the proprietress: "Boss, if you dare to collect their money today, I won't bring someone to take care of your business next time." Of course, this is a joke, even if the proprietress really doesn't take his money, he won't come next time - Nima, the taste is too average, not as good as his mother's craftsmanship, and he feels that the oil for stir-frying is a little not authentic, even if you spend money, you can consider giving him a free meal.

When the proprietress heard this, she immediately pushed back a handful of five, ten, and twenty yuan accumulated small tickets handed over by Zhang Qingfeng, and took a red ticket handed over by Wang Qi.

"Take this little brother's money today. You can come in turns in the future, you invite it today, I invite it tomorrow, or you will get it. ”

"Haha, it's still the boss's idea. You can just give me a chance to invite me back next time, and I'll come today. ”

The proprietress had already collected the money, and Wang Qi had also said it to such an extent, and several embarrassed men and women also took back the hand that handed over the money, but they said that Wang Qi was too polite, so that they didn't dare to eat with him in the future.

In this regard, Wang Qi naturally laughed, thinking to himself, if a light meal can save the skin on his body from goosebumps from time to time, then he really earned.

After a full meal and a full season, a group of men and women began to walk back.

Zhang Qingfeng lived on the fourth floor and was the first to say goodbye to everyone.

Yu Wenli, Xiao Ming, and Li Xiaolan live in 5-2 on the fifth floor.

Before parting, Xiao Ming leaned against the door and called the king to get up and play.

The other party's appearance, demeanor, and "crispy" voice not only reminded Wang Qi of a late midnight night two years ago, when he was walking on a "famous" road near the school, he was greeted by the young lady of the hair salon who was also leaning on the door with a red light on the road, and greeted him with the same "crispy" voice:

"Handsome guy, do you want to come in and play tricks? You're so handsome, my sister can give you a cheaper price?"

"No, no, no, I'm covered in stinky sweat, I'm going to hurry back and take a shower." You have time to go up to the sixth floor to play!" Where did Wang Qi dare to go in with Xiao Ming to play, Yu Wenli shouted that he was almost the same, and hurriedly said hello, rushed up to the sixth floor in a few arrow steps, and fled directly.

As soon as he went upstairs and was using the key to open the door, he heard a burst of laughter and slapstick from downstairs, as well as a conversation between several women and Xiao Ming:

"Xiao Ming, you are too bold, you dare to call the king of others to come in and play, lonely men and widows, what do you want to do?"

Besides, I didn't shout for myself, some people wanted to shout for a long time, but they didn't dare, Wen Li, you said no-ouch, don't fight, don't fight, Wen Li, I was wrong, wrong......

After that, there was a "bang-" and the door slammed shut, and nothing could be heard.

Wang Qi was stunned, this was the second time he had heard Xiao Ming ridicule Yu Wenli, and the object of ridicule of Yu Wenli was still him.

"Wouldn't it? Could it be that Yu Wenli is really interesting to me? Isn't she Zhang Qingfeng's person?" Wang Qi muttered to himself, and began to recall the limited few interactions with Yu Wenli in the recent period, and found that this girl was a little shy in front of her, and she loved to blush.

But that doesn't mean much.

He asked himself if his figure and appearance were "passable", which caused many girls to be a little "uncomfortable" in front of him, and they didn't dare to look at him. Wang Qi has seen a lot since middle school, and he is a little used to it.

"I think I'm still thinking too much. Zhang Qingfeng's young man also looks like a wide-skinned and big-faced person, and the person who supports Zhan Zhan is also a good match with Yu Wenli, so people won't be so quick to see each other. Wang Qi shook his head, feeling that he was still thinking too much.

"Xiao Ming is a "melon mother" who lacks a string in her brain, and it is better to believe less in her words!"

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In the next few days, it is still a thunderous military training, no different from the previous few days, if you really want to say that there is, probably everyone's mental outlook has changed a lot, and it is no longer as depressed and depressed as a few days ago.

Wang Qi thought about it for a while, and thought:

It is estimated that everyone either accepts their fate, no longer struggles and carries out fearless spiritual resistance, anyway, they have to be trained if they can figure it out, and they have to be trained if they can't figure it out, in short, they can't escape except for resigning and leaving, and they are simply cynical.

Either after the first three days of devastation, the body has adapted to this level of training and has become less uncomfortable than the previous days.

Or "Stockholm", completely brainwashed physically and mentally, identifying with this thing and the so-called "positive meaning" it represents, and really having fun in the bitterness, it is possible to practice "coolness" and "pride".

Wang Qi's "mental outlook" was much better, but it was only limited to the first three classes in the morning, and by the time of the fourth class, he began to "go crazy" and become "shaky" after excessive "practice", his face was pale, his mouth was blue, his hands were cold, and goosebumps appeared on his arms.

With such a "terminally ill" "dead man's appearance", several security guards dared to let him continue to practice, so let him cool down and go to cool down.

Not only that, but he didn't let him practice in the hotter afternoon, saying that he had basically practiced their kung fu at home, and it was okay not to practice in the afternoon.

In this regard, Wang Qi, who is "weak and weak", is naturally grateful, thanks to the instructors for their understanding and tolerance, saying that he was weak and sick when he was a child, and he fainted once during military training in college, and it took several days of water to save him, and the active instructors who trained them were punished on the spot by the leaders who led the team, which made him feel very embarrassed.

When a few security guards heard this, they were shocked and angry, and thought, Nima, you are all "congenitally sick" people, and you are still so fucking energetic!

The security captain immediately decided that Wang Qi would not have to practice for the next few days, just stay and watch everyone practice.

Wang Qi immediately took out yesterday's set of "people rest their brains, meat rest their hearts" and the like to assure, saying that even if he doesn't practice on the spot, he will find a colleague to open a small stove for him to practice when he returns to the dormitory at night.

"Very good, very good! I believe in you, Wang Qi. The consciousness of this young man is still obvious to all in our security team, unlike some women, the eldest aunt didn't come to say it, fortunately Lao Tzu is not a female soldier, otherwise you have to pull off their pants to take a look. The security captain patted Wang Qi on the shoulder, very satisfied with Wang Qi's answer. Although he was very annoyed by the other party's concealment behavior of "not reporting his illness" and almost making him a big mistake, but fortunately, it is now "not too late to make amends", and he doesn't care if the other party trains or not, he will die anywhere, as long as he doesn't die on the military training ground he is responsible for.