Chapter Twenty-Five: I'm Self-Made

At this time, Tang San happened to see the master walking over, "Teacher, you have also come to eat." ”

The master nodded, "Have you packed up your things?" What about Xiao Song? ”

"Master, I'm here, thank you for the futon, come and eat together." Song Er beckoned to the master.

Tang San nodded respectfully, "I also thank the teacher for the bedding." ”

The master smiled, "Why don't you come and eat with me, and then come and sit with me." ”

Song Er shook his head, "No, I'll eat with my roommates." He wasn't worried about anything, but worried that he was gone, and those roommates didn't dare to order.

"Me too, I'll go to your place later." Tang San didn't want to be an outlier, and he also wanted to eat with his roommates.

The master nodded, "Okay, you are right to do this, wait for me at the door of the cafeteria after eating, and I will look for you if I have something." ”

I don't know why, Tang San felt that the master was a bit similar to his father, especially in terms of temperament.

After struggling in his heart, Wang Sheng decided to take the risk of going up to the second floor to eat, and chased after Tang San, "Do you know the master?" ”

Tang San nodded, "Master is my teacher, is there any problem?" ”

Wang Sheng looked strange, "He doesn't have much strength, and I heard that he stayed here because he was friends with the dean." To put it mildly, it is to eat for nothing and live for nothing. ”

Tang San looked at Wang Sheng solemnly, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I promise to beat you." ”

Wang Sheng was frightened by Tang San's big reaction, and was stunned for a while.

Xiao Wu and the other students on the side didn't understand why he was like this, only Song Er understood.

A teacher for one day and a father for life, for Tang San, it is not a lip service, it is respect from the heart, if it weren't for the good impression of Wang Sheng, he would have done it a long time ago.

Qishe's move of going up to the second floor to eat was seen by Liushe.

"Boss Xiao, why did they all go up to the second floor to eat?" Liu Long asked suspiciously.

"I guess when I see acquaintances, I just go up to say hello, where is it possible for poor people like them to afford to eat." Xiao Chenyu said without thinking.

"Excuse me, you are a work-study dormitory, seven houses?" Manager Zhang observed their student cards and asked politely.

"We are, we are the Seven Houses." Wang Sheng's tone was low, obviously lacking confidence.

"The boss instructed that as long as it is a work-study student in the seventh house, with a student card, you can eat at will in this restaurant without paying."

Those work-study students stared blankly at Manager Zhang, their faces full of suspicion, where in the world is there such a good thing.

Manager Zhang understood what they meant, and took the initiative to analyze the doubts, "You can eat with confidence, what I said is also a promise." Eat as much as you want, don't worry about consumption. ”

With Manager Zhang's words, these work-study students finally put their minds at ease, and when they first started eating, they were still a little restrained, but with the delicious food, they soon couldn't help it, and their original form was revealed, and they devoured it.

"Second brother, it turns out that you are a rich second generation, so you came here to experience the life of a work-study student." Wang Sheng tore the big chicken legs, ate a mouth full of oil and water, and said with a smile.

"What a rich second generation, I am self-made, and I bought this restaurant just now." Song Er said unabashedly.

"Hehe, I really know how to blow." Wang Sheng smiled, and the other work-study students also smiled, all thinking that Song Er was bragging.

"......", Song Er was speechless, and found that so far, few people have believed what he said.

In the noisy and noisy public dining hall on the first floor, the students of the Sixth House sat on small stools compactly, struggling to nibble on their meals.

"The food in the cafeteria on the first floor is too unpalatable, is it eaten by people?" If Xiao Chenyu hadn't been hungry and panicked, he would have really dumped the food in the trash.

Ling Feng inadvertently tilted his head, and when he saw the restaurant on the second floor, those work-study students were eating Zhengxiang, and he was dissatisfied, "Boss Xiao, that group of work-study students in the Seven Houses have really eaten." forced us to eat in this kind of garbage place, Wang Sheng and the others didn't have the ability or guts, it must have been the ghosts of the three newcomers. ”

"Among the three, how cute Lori's little sister looks like can be ruled out. The kid with dark circles, thin and wasted, has no such ability. Only the newcomer in blue acted calmly, and it was most likely that he did it. "The willow dragon is the analysis of the way.

Bang!

Xiao Chenyu slapped the table angrily, shook the food on the dining table, and stared at Tang San angrily, "How can this be true, it is that he has done a good thing." Let's find a time to educate him well. ”

Xiao Chenyu's thoughts, which were in line with the meaning of his partners, nodded in agreement.

After the meal, the other work-study students dispersed, leaving Song Er and Tang San waiting quietly at the door of the cafeteria. Many of the students in the past cast curious glances at them, but their eyelids drooped as if they didn't see them, and they didn't look at them.

"The master eats, it's really gentle, I eat one by one, and I guess it's faster than him." Song Er waited until the meal was digested, and the master was still in the future.

Half an hour later, the master, accompanied by a middle-aged friend of a similar age, walked out of the cafeteria slowly.

"Let's go, Xiao Song, Xiao San." The master greeted Tang San who was standing at the door of the cafeteria.

The middle-aged man beside the master smiled, "This is your new teacher and newly accepted disciple?" ”

The master nodded proudly, it is an honor to have such excellent teachers and students.

The middle-aged man patted the master on the shoulder, "Okay, I wish you success." I'll go first. After speaking, he glanced at Song Er and Tang San, and then went in another direction.

The master's residence was in a room in the corner of the top floor of the dormitory, only about 30 square meters, and the layout was simple, the most striking thing was the bookshelf that occupied two walls and was filled with various books.

Song Er found a stool to sit down, while Tang San curiously browsed the books on the shelves to see if there was anything he was interested in.

The master walked to the desk and sat down as well, "Little San, release your other martial soul and let me see it." ”

Tang San nodded, raised his left hand, and black light surged out, condensing into a small hammer.

Seeing the hammer in Tang San's hand, the master stood up from his seat suddenly, with an extremely excited look in his eyes, "The surname is Tang, okay, you put away the martial soul, you must remember it, don't let others see it easily, and don't add a soul ring to it privately." ”

Tang San looked at the teacher with some surprise, "Dad also told me this, why do you want to do this." ”

The excitement in the master's eyes gradually faded, "You'll know later, just remember my words." ”

"I will." The master said the same thing as his father, which made Tang San trust this teacher even more.

"Xiao Song, you said before that you are a single powerful martial soul, which makes me very interested, you might as well release your martial soul and let me see." The master leaned beside Song Er, waiting expectantly.

Song Er smiled, "It's not simple, when my martial soul is cast, it is easy to be injured by mistake, it is best to be more than one meter away from me." ”

The master understood what it meant, and took the initiative to take two small steps back, since it was a powerful martial soul, it was normal for it to produce strong soul power fluctuations when casting.