"Akai, pour me a glass of water. www.biquge.info"Song Baojun's sudden voice was hoarse and ugly, like a traveler trekking in the Sahara Desert for seven days and seven nights.

Tan Qingkai was startled, frowned, and said without raising his head: "Go by yourself, are you an uncle?" But after playing a game of "Devil and Beast World", he found that there was no movement on the upper bunk, so he reluctantly poured a glass of water and sent it up.

Song Baojun poured it down in one gulp, and finally recovered a little complexion, his breath was not so heavy, and his heartbeat slowly returned to its normal frequency.

"Gollum, Gollum. "It's the stomach that's barking.

It was half past eight o'clock in the evening, and just over two hours before dinner time, and he found that he was hungry again. Hungry, with an empty stomach and digested all the nutrients in the stomach, it is not much better than that of an African refugee.

Stubbornly said: "Akai, are you hungry, I invite you to have supper." ”

"Don't be hungry!" Tan Qingkai simply refused. What did Song Baojun eat for late-night supper? Instant noodles! Knowing that he had no money, everyone didn't say much, but he also lost his appetite.

Song Baojun knew his thoughts, and was suddenly a little embarrassed, and said: "It's not instant noodles, I invite you to go to the Xiangxiang Restaurant below to eat delicious food, and you can order whatever you want." ”

Tan Qingkai became interested at this time, and turned off the computer in a chic manner: "Let's go!" Only food and beautiful women can make Tan Qingkai leave the computer temporarily, and other angry scolding from his parents, the teacher's reproach, and the white eyes of his classmates can't shake him in the slightest.

At eight or nine o'clock the nightlife is ready to begin, and it is lively outside. The small stall of Xiangxiang Pavilion also has two tables of people, all of whom are girls with flowers and branches, and they are very beautiful together. Tan Qingkai secretly thought that this was the right place, so he straightened his collar before following him in.

Song Baojun was a regular customer, so he pushed the menu in front of Tan Qingkai and said, "Order whatever you want, don't be polite to me." He lit a cigarette, put his feet on the chair, and sat down.

Tan Qingkai peeked at the girl next to him for a while, looked at the menu for a while, and said absentmindedly: "Bring me a bowl of hot and sour rice noodles, and then a cup of bubble milk tea is enough." ”

This food stall is nominally a Hunan restaurant, but the students come from all over the world, so they don't care how much. Usually come in and always order a mess according to your own taste, so the proprietress will do anything.

Song Baojun only wanted two bowls of noodles and ordinary drinks, called the proprietress and pointed to the menu, saw a large number of names of dishes listed on it, and couldn't help but have an irrepressible appetite, and said: "A bowl of hot and sour rice noodles, a bowl of fried noodles, half a catty of rice, a black pepper steak to be two ripe, a piece of opium fish without spicy, a stir-fried water spinach with more oil and raw garlic, and four bottles of beer, a cup of bubble tea." Thank you. ”

Tan Qingkai couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Order so much, who else did you invite?"

"No, just the two of us. If you can't finish eating, pack it back, what are you afraid of? Song Baojun looked unimpressed.

"I think you're really going to be insane!"

The first ones that come up are jajangmyeon and hot and sour rice noodles. Tan Qingkai took his mobile phone and chatted while playing the Fat Goose Network Software while eating rice noodles, typed a row of words and saw Song Baojun pouring vinegar into the fried noodles, and after sending three messages, he saw that the fried noodles were half missing, and after receiving the two pictures, the bottom of the fried sauce noodles bowl was already clean and slippery, and Song Baojun was slowly wiping his lips with a tissue. And his own hot and sour rice noodles only had time to eat two bites.

"Boss, you smuggled from the Philippines?" Tan Qingkai looked like he had seen a ghost, and added: "Filipino refugees don't necessarily have to be hungry like this!"

Song Baojun said with a cigarette butt in his hand: "The French writer Victor Hugo famously said: Human wisdom holds four keys, one to open the note, one to open the fantasy, one to open the mind, and one to open the appetite. I found it very correct, so my wisdom was already fully turned on under the appetite. Gorky also said: Man needs food, just as a blind man needs a bright guide. Newton also said, "If I can see farther than Descartes, it is because I am full on the shoulders of giants." ”

The rice noodles in Tan Qingkai's mouth almost sprayed in his face: "Tolstoy also said that why people feel hungry is because he always likes to brag!"

Song Baojun was ashamed to wipe the water droplets and residues on his face with a tissue.

The girls in the cubicle suddenly burst into laughter, and several people leaned forward and leaned back, extremely happy.

Tan Qingkai couldn't help but turn his face to look, the five girls couldn't tell which department the students were, they were all dressed neatly, although their appearance was not particularly outstanding, but they were above the average level. There was a woman who was very fat and seemed to feel Tan Qingkai's gaze, and the fat girl looked up at him. Tan Qingkai hurriedly showed a very confident smile.

A group of girls continued to lie on the table and laugh.

Tan Qingkai faintly felt that they were talking about themselves, a sense of pride slammed from the heart to the door of the head, the sitting posture was more upright, and the poet emotions like Xu Zhimo were inexplicably brewed on his face, and he also asked Song Baojun to extinguish the cigarette butt.

The proprietress brought beer and rice, and after a while, other dishes also arrived.

Song Baojun lifted his chopsticks and was about to taste the taste of steak when a swarthy shadow shrouded the entire tabletop.

"Handsome, what's your name?"

The fat girl in the next seat stood in front of the table at some point, the short pink T-shirt revealed the round belly button eyes and was very sexy, the fat but not greasy arms were three points thicker than Tan Qingkai's thighs, the head was combed with thick bangs, a pair of flaming red lips on the fat double chin, and the words spit out seemed to be a street hooligan collecting protection money. Yes, it's like the younger version of Shen Dianxia.

Song Baojun's chopsticks fell onto the table with a snap: "Call me?"

"No, I'm looking for him. The fat girl said to Tan Qingkai menacingly: "Hey, talk, why are you stunned?"

Tan Qingkai's scalp was numb at that time, and he stammered: "What are you looking for, looking for me?"

"What's your name, are you deaf?"

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Some people have bad reviews without reading books, and I think it's boring and stupid.

The brothers said yes?

May I ask who is the book of urban fiction that can make you so unthinkable? Paralyzed, who is there?

Ha, don't be angry, ask your brothers for recommendation votes again!