Qu Xingdu patted his chest and said that it was okay, Xu Qing was not too entangled, and besides, it was already evening, and there was nowhere else to go.

The place to eat is in the cafeteria. The company has converted a room into a small canteen in the community. The place is small, and there are very few dishes, except for some staple foods, there are only five or six kinds of dishes.

Xu Qing's family conditions are not superior, but he has a lot of things, his mouth is picky, and he would rather be hungry if he doesn't have a favorite dish.

Turning it over and over again, I beat a bowl of corn rib soup and a plate of fried greens. As a result, I couldn't eat the greens just after taking a bite, there was too much oil, and the greens themselves were old, and they tasted like a lump of fiber, which was difficult to swallow. He still likes the chicken hair vegetables in his hometown, which are delicate and tender.

As for the corn rib soup, it can barely be eaten, but it has been stewed for too long, the corn is a little rotten, the bones and meat pieces are cut too big, the quality is also good, and it tastes too dry and too woody.

Qu Xing listened to Xu Qing's "pointing out the country", and listened to it with relish. He knows Xu Qing's temper, Xu Qing only picks the taste, not the ingredients, cheap, expensive, and delicious. Back then, in the United States, Xu Qing ate the Chinese food ordered by the Taiwanese for two days, and bluntly said that this level was not even as good as himself. Later, a group of them communicated with the aviation school and asked for the food fee, and they bought ingredients and made things by themselves.

To be honest, Xu Qing's cooking skills are far from his mouth. But with the backing of peers, the Chinese food in front is really indescribable, and there must be fried broccoli at every meal, which made the group of people who learned to fly in the United States at that time stay away from broccoli until now.

In this way, Xu Qing has been their cook for most of the year. OF COURSE, THIS IS NOT FREE LABOR, THEY WILL GIVE XU QING A CERTAIN AMOUNT OF REMUNERATION EVERY MONTH, AND AS A RESULT, XU QING NOT ONLY BROUGHT BACK MORE THAN 1,000 DOLLARS AND A BRAND NEW IPAD AIR IN A YEAR.

Because there are people from other companies in the canteen, Qu Xing is not good at casually discussing the company's situation. The two hurriedly finished eating and went back to the dormitory.

Although Jincheng is Yunle, it is better to return home early, and now it is necessary to change it to Chuncheng although Yunle, it is better to return home early.

When the two returned to the dormitory, the room was still empty, but the sound of the TV was faintly heard in the instructor's room, and there should still be people inside.

Xu Qing needs to take a shower every day, which is a habit he has developed in the United States, and when he likes it, he also likes to put a movie review video, and the sound must be very loud.

But I'm afraid it won't work here, there is a "time bomb" hanging over his head, and he doesn't dare to be too indulgent.

The video was gone, the humming song was gone, and I washed it carefully for about ten minutes, and the water on my body was not completely wiped off before I fled back to the room.

Qu Xing didn't have Xu Qing's habit of taking a bath every day, and the weather began to get colder, so he went to bed and played with his mobile phone after saying a few words.

At about eleven o'clock, Xu Qing was ready to go to bed, and the snoring of Qu Xing next door was already one after another.

At this moment, he heard the sound of the door opening on the other side, and it was supposed to be the instructor coming out. He subconsciously slowed down his movements and was about to turn off the lights.

Boom!

Without warning, there was a loud knock on the door. It's not a knock, it's not a knock, it's a muffled slap on the door.

Xu Qing was leaning out of bed to turn off the light, but he was so sudden that he almost fell out of bed.

"Open the door!"

Outside the door came the elongated, unconscious, alcohol-stimulated, frantic roar of the instructor.