Outside the door, it is the bright midday sun, which is very comfortable. Especially for Xiaohua who has just beaten someone, this is especially true.

Wu Zheng has been holding back a smile, and now he can't help but tease: "Idol, you are about to become the ancestor." ”

Xiaohua's anger that had just been dissipated was rekindled after hearing Wu Zheng's words. Xiaohua knew Wu Zheng's character very well, glared, and clenched her fist at Wu Zheng, and Wu Zheng stopped again.

Wu Zheng's stomach was already hungry, and he screamed out again at this time. Fortunately, in the past few days, he has figured out all the locations of the various canteens in this academy, and the so-called people take food as the sky, and Wu Zheng is well aware of this truth. Xiaohua and Luochen don't care about eating, in short, it's right to follow Wu Zheng, this product will definitely not fall behind in terms of eating.

Sure enough, after turning left and right, a large canteen came into view. At a glance, Xiaohua was also taken aback. The location of the canteen is excellent, with a clear bridge and flowing water next to it, and the towering mountain peaks in the background. Such a good place by the mountains and rivers, the feng shui must not be bad, and it should be a good place to bury people. However, as soon as the three of them stepped in, they suddenly heard a complaint coldly.

"This, this, who made this, it's too unpalatable. A dark-faced young man was shouting with chopsticks at the moment.

As soon as these words came out, the attention of the entire canteen was concentrated, and the young man instantly became a man of the hour. As soon as Wu Zheng heard the voice, he didn't have to think about it to know who it was, and they had eaten a bowl of noodles together before.

After the young man finished shouting, he didn't feel very good, so he slapped the bamboo chopsticks on the table again. This performance is like a very ruffian. Even in Xiaohua's opinion, he should give him the name of Bei Liang and the evil youth.

Wu Zheng tiptoed forward, and then suddenly patted the young man on the shoulder on the back. The young man was startled by the sudden blow, and immediately jumped up from the spot and looked around vigilantly. He thought it was the cook in the cafeteria who came out with a kitchen knife to cut people, so he subconsciously wanted to run away.

However, after he saw that it was Wu Zheng, a foodie, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. However, he subconsciously remembered one more thing. Without waiting for Wu Zheng to make any moves, he quickly picked up the dishes and chopsticks that were originally thrown on the table and protected them in his chest.

"You, you, what are you going to do?" The young man stared at Wu Zheng fiercely like a dog guarding food, for fear that Wu Zheng would snatch food from him.

"No. Wu Zheng said with a smile, and then glanced at the things in the young man's bowl, it seems that it is still noodles, could it be that this product has a soft spot for noodles?

"You, you, you must have come to snatch this son's noodles, right?" The swarthy young man said righteously, with the experience of being robbed last time, he already had a prejudgment about Wu Zhengke.

Wu Zheng subconsciously wanted to defend himself, but before he could speak, the young man actually picked up the bowl and swallowed it. This move made everyone present look stupid. Some of the scholars were still dismissive of the situation here, but when they looked at this side, they all stopped their mouths.

Good guys, how have they seen this meeting. Especially for those who have never been out of the house, it is even more surprising. Some even nibbled on steamed buns and ate halfway through, but they didn't have time

and fell out of his mouth after chewing.

At this moment, they completely lost the elegant and calm appearance of the previous scholars. Instead, their jaws are pulled the longest. I have been reading hard for so many years, and I have never seen any ancient book that has such a record.

In fact, the most ugly person with his face at this moment is Wu Zheng, and now he is shouting in his heart: "Do you want this, I won't rob you." ”

But the young man didn't care about the strange gazes of the people around him, he held up the noodles that had already been cool, grabbed them with his hands and stuffed them into his mouth. He didn't have time to chew and instead took the method of swallowing directly, which would be faster. He moved extremely quickly, holding the bowl in one hand and searching for the noodle soup with the other.

Wu Zheng swallowed his saliva fiercely and said, "It's gone." ”

"Yes. The young man glared at Wu Zheng viciously, and the noodles spurted out directly down his right nostril. But the most disgusting thing is not this, but the young man actually pulls out the noodles that are still stuck in his nostrils.

Wu Zheng's face darkened a little, and he couldn't help but think of the young man eating the noodles again in his mind. But then, he shook his head again, impossible, even if he was known as a rice bucket, he couldn't do this.

Fortunately, after the young man pulled the noodles out, he didn't eat them directly. In full view of everyone, the young man threw the noodles into the soup in the bowl. Wu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the onlookers also breathed a sigh of relief, and said in their hearts that they finally didn't eat any more.

But just as the crowd was relieved, the young man spoke. "You, you, do you still want to grab noodles with Ben Gongzi?"

Wu Zheng hurriedly waved his hand, what kind of joke was he making, where did he dare to eat this noodle? But he didn't dare to eat it, but it didn't mean that everyone didn't dare, for example, the young man in front of him was one of the warriors.

The young man sneered, looked at Wu Zheng's face with disdain, and said, "You, you, you must make me relax my vigilance and snatch my noodles again, no way." With that, the noodles were scooped up from the bowl with his hands and stuffed into his mouth.

At that moment, Wu Zheng was petrified, and the surrounding onlookers were all petrified. Even Xiaohua, who has been eating steamed buns without saying a word, can't help but vomit. Now, the steamed buns in his mouth are no longer fragrant, but have a feeling of bad taste. This steamed bun, isn't it rancid?

Originally, there were some female students here. But as soon as they saw this situation, they were so frightened that they fled in a hurry. So here, there are only a bunch of stinky men staring at each other.

It also happened that at this moment, an obese man in a chef's uniform walked out of the back kitchen. He didn't have a kitchen knife in his hand, but he did have a rolling pin. I saw this person roaring violently as he walked: "Who dares to say that the food cooked by the Sprinkle family is not delicious?"

The sudden appearance of the cook added a little vitality to the awkward atmosphere. But at the moment, no one paid attention to him. Everyone was busy watching the young man who had just finished eating noodles. This thing is a ruthless person, and some people can't help but start talking about it.

"This man is the son of Tobe Shangshu. A rich kid pouted and said.

"It's not, hungry like this, it can be seen that there are many books in this household

Knock on the door!" another rich, richly dressed kid also interjected at this time.

The cook heard the gossip of the crowd, and roughly understood the meaning. Then he strode towards the young man who had been targeted. At this moment, the young man was still holding the bowl and gulping down the noodle soup.

After the cook walked over, he was the first to ask: "You said that the food cooked by the Sprinkle family is not delicious?" The cook was angry and glared at the young man in front of him viciously.

However, the young man turned a deaf ear and continued to gulp down the noodle soup. From that expression, it looks like I'm enjoying it. As the young man's Adam's apple rolled, the noodle soup in the bowl slowly decreased. There was a sound of noodle soup entering the stomach. After the noodle soup gradually disappeared, the young man breathed a sigh of relief and put down the bowl beautifully. But that wasn't the end of it, and then he had another full hiccups. Suddenly, a thick noodle soup smell emanated from the mouth.

Seeing this, everyone could no longer be calm, and they all fled and fled. However, there was only one person who was different, and there was a glint in his eye.

The next moment, the man threw the rolling pin in his hand aside, and threw himself directly at the young man in front of him with tears in his eyes. He was so touched that it was the first time that someone had cherished the fruits of his labor so much. I think he has been cooking for more than 20 years, and he saw his Bole for the first time.

The young man had finished drinking the noodle soup and was stroking his stomach. However, he suddenly saw a huge ball from the side, rushing towards him.

At that moment, the young man's face changed suddenly. Just kidding, what the hell is this going on? Flying over and buttoning the meat? The young man was so shocked that he subconsciously picked up the bowl on the table and threw it at the ball. However, he was still a step slower, and the cook succeeded in the end.

So, Wu Zheng saw the cook hugging the young man like a big fat cat. And the fat cat kept rubbing against the young man at this time. It turns out that this is true love.

Suddenly, Wu Zheng was tapped on the shoulder by someone, and when he turned around, he saw Xiaohua and Luochen.

"Let's go back. Xiaohua glanced at the young man, and then looked at Wu Zheng.

"Oh. Wu Zheng nodded and followed behind stupidly.

On the way, Wu Zheng felt that something was wrong, so he asked Xiaohua: "Have I forgotten something?"

Xiaohua pursed her lips and snickered, and then said lightly: "I haven't forgotten, what else can you forget, is it dust?"

And Luochen, he didn't look at Wu Zheng and the two of them at all, so he nodded in a daze and didn't say a word.

This made Wu Zheng even more strange, scratching his head, is this really the case? But why did he feel that something was wrong? When he was thinking about it, his stomach happened to growl.

"Damn. Wu Zheng scolded, and then ran back in the direction of the cafeteria without looking back. He was so dignified that he could forget to eat. It's all to blame on the young man, if he hadn't eaten himself by now.

Behind her, Xiaohua pursed her lips and snickered. In fact, he didn't expect that Wu Zheng could forget all the meals.

As for the falling dust, it was rare to say: "It would be better if there was wine." With that, it reverted to the typical dusty stupor.