When Rowling's approving gaze fell on Wu Fan, Wu Fan had no extra expression except for an indifferent smile. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Rowling suddenly realized that perhaps this deliberate praise was a bit redundant, and that he was not as impatient and unbearable as he imagined.

However, Zhao Fangfei was so excited that she shook Wu Fan's arm, which made Wu Fan say helplessly: "It's still early before the official competition, it's too early to be happy." ”

Cai Sijun pursed her lower lip with a complicated expression, and in order to get a high score on this test paper, she rummaged through various review materials and reference books.

However, many of the questions in the competition are beyond the scope of the curriculum, and there is no answer at all.

In contrast, Wu Fan lay in the hospital for two days, but he was able to answer a perfect score.

How can this gap between people be so big?

Now Mr. Luo, who is so stingy with praise, praises him without hesitation, but he is still so low-key. Could it be that he usually seems too high-profile?

After the Olympiad papers were distributed, Rowling began to let everyone study on their own.

Wu Fan flipped through the textbook for ten minutes and entered a state of daze again. Until Cai Sijun's weak voice came: "Wu Fan, can you lend me your Olympiad test papers?" ”

When Zhao Fangfei heard this, her eyes suddenly drifted over.

That look is self-explanatory, don't give, don't give......

Wu Fan made a lip shape to Zhao Fangfei: "Forget it." He turned to Cai Sijun and said, "I can lend it to you, but there is one condition." ”

"What...... Condition? Cai Sijun couldn't help shrinking, and his eyes stared at Wu Fan vigilantly.

"It's very simple," Wu Fan said softly, "write your own name with a red pen, ten times." ”

Suddenly, Cai Sijun's cheeks were hot with shame, and he wanted to find a hole to get into, but he still said stubbornly: "If you don't borrow it, forget it." ”

Zhao Fangfei gave a crystal clear thumbs up, and always praised Wu Fan.

When the bell rang for the end of class, Wu Fan instantly recovered from his daze. Next to him, Cai Sijun angrily put a piece of paper in front of him and said, "It's okay now, right?" ”

Wu Fan looked at the name of 'Cai Sijun' written in red pen on the paper, and the traces of the power through the back of the paper were still there, showing how much Cai Sijun had to grit his teeth when he wrote it.

"Give!" Wu Fan stuffed the test paper into Cai Sijun's hand and got up to leave.

Leave the school gate and walk the streets of Yanghu Town. On both sides are small two- or three-storey western-style buildings. The first floor is often used as a façade room in the form of a large studio.

This is the pattern on both sides of the school gate of Yanghu Middle School, and the same pattern is on both sides of the gate of the water conservancy station opposite. The shop Mu Qingwan is looking for is a shop on the north side of the water conservancy station, less than 100 meters away from Yanghu Middle School.

And Wu Fan's residence outside the school is in the compound of the water conservancy station behind this shop.

After entering the third year of junior high school, his grades dropped shockingly. So Wu Guangyao made a connection, and only then did he vacate a room in the water conservancy station as his dormitory. It is clean and easy to work on.

Although the water conservancy stations in the townships and towns are in charge of the water conservancy projects in the entire township and township, they do not have any major events on weekdays, except for the occasional repair of water canals and the clearing of river channels. As a result, Wu Fan became the only resident staff of the water conservancy station.

I walked in three steps and two steps to the door on the north side of the water conservancy station gate, and there was a faint light inside.

"Teacher Mu, I'm back."

Not long after, the sound of footsteps came, the wooden door opened, and a familiar body fragrance and warm breath came to the face. Mu Qingwan was wearing a tight sweater, and said with excitement: "Come in, it's frozen, right?" ”

The room was about twenty square meters, much larger than what he had requested. The décor was very simple, with a sixty-watt incandescent lamp fishing on the ceiling, a charcoal stove with a chimney in the middle of the room, three or two stools of different heights around the charcoal stove, and a few broken briquettes scattered in the corners.

"Teacher Mu, it took a lot of effort to make the stove, right?"

Mu Qingwan said with a sense of accomplishment: "Hey, how do you know? ”

Wu Fan laughed and said, "The right side of your face is smeared with charcoal black." ”

"Huh? Where is it? ”

"Don't move, I'll wipe it for you." Wu Fan subconsciously blurted out, and only after finishing did he realize that something was wrong.

However, Mu Qingwan had already put on a posture of waiting for him to wipe it, and didn't seem to care.

Stretching out his index finger, he carefully brushed the trail of carbon black. It's a pity that the force is too light, except for feeling the plump elasticity of Mu Qingwan's skin, it didn't wipe off the slightest trace at all.

"Is it clean?"

Wu Fan shook his head: "No." As he spoke, he rubbed his index and middle fingers together and rubbed them again. Unexpectedly, this time I wiped it, but unfortunately while wiping half of it, it made the marks bigger.

"It's clean this time, right?"

Wu Fan shook his head again, and sighed hard into his palm, ready to wipe it clean. Who knew that Mu Qingwan simply shrank back and said, "Okay, I don't need you to wipe it, I know where it is." As he spoke, he took out a tissue and wiped off the black carbon marks.

Around the charcoal stove, Wu Fan and Mu Qingwan sat opposite each other, their eyes looking around from time to time.

Looking at Wu Fan's eyes, Mu Qingwan raised her hands and said, "How is it, this façade is good, right?" ”

Wu Fan nodded with satisfaction and said, "The place is bigger than I imagined, and it is very close to my residence. This makes it much more convenient to make soups and sauces at night. ”

Mu Qingwan couldn't help but be proud, but quickly returned to her serious posture and said, "Let me tell you about the progress of preparing for the Malatang business." ”

"The three shops have been found, and the total monthly rent is two thousand and a half. Due to our limited funds, two of the three landlords agreed that the rent could be extended for half a month. ”

"The decoration has also been finalized with Uncle Wu, that is, your father. He said that it could be done in three days. ”

"I went through all the permits and procedures for health, industry and commerce, and taxation. I guess I should be able to come down in two days. ”

"Recruiters, as of tonight, I've received five or six calls. I'll bring the list over tomorrow night and rule it with you. ”

After Mu Qingwan finished speaking, Wu Fan nodded in a deep voice and said, "Teacher Mu, your efficiency is very high, and your progress is faster than I imagined." It seems that in five days as fast as possible, or as slow as a week, our Malatang chain store will be officially opened. ”

"Of course!" Mu Qingwan's tone changed and said, "By the way, do you think there is anything missing?" ”

"There is nothing missing," Wu Fan pondered: "But if Mr. Mu is free, he can run the vegetable market, and on the basis of ensuring the freshness and quality of the Malatang ingredients, he will use the long-term supply as a bait to ask them for a wholesale price." In this way, we can not only maintain the quality and quantity of our ingredients, but also reduce costs. ”

Mu Qingwan wrote it down in her notebook and said, "I'll do it tomorrow." After a pause, he said, "By the way, the name of our store has not yet been decided, what do you think?" ”

"The name, the more popular and simple the better, just call it 'Feel Shabu Malatang'!"