"Oh, Mori Qianluo fruit, babble!"

Cha Cha has always been honest with her friends, so she didn't hide it.

Little Lori wanted to share some chores and make Wei Fan easier, so she went to the kitchen to wash clothes, but the former requires skills, and Chacha tried a few times but couldn't make a dish, so she babbled and gave her a fruit, but she didn't expect the ground powder to be so powerful that it could turn any dish into a delicacy.

"Mmmm, it seems that this is a catalyst that can completely bring out the aroma of the ingredients and blend them!"

Xia Benchun analyzed that her cooking skills are average, but if she survives in the wild, she will definitely not starve to death.

"Can you give me some?"

Lu Xuenuo, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"Oh?"

Cha Cha was puzzled, with Lu Xuenuo's worth, he didn't have to cook his own food at all.

"I can buy it!"

Seeing the gazes of others, Lu Xuenuo was a little embarrassed.

"Mmmm, don't want money, I'll go back to you!"

Cha Cha is very generous.

"Huh!"

Jin Zhe glanced at Wei Fan, Lu Xuenuo learned to cook, no need to ask, nine times out of ten it is for Wei Fan, this is the so-called girl's heart!

The group walked and stopped, ate and shopped, and after a while, little Lori took a lot of small souvenirs in her hands, planning to take them back and distribute them to her brothers and sisters at Beijing University.

When I was on campus, there were many students who took good care of Little Lori, so I couldn't forget my roots.

After turning a street corner, in front of a carved gate, a group of young girls huddled together and were making a lot of noise.

"Huh?"

Cha Cha and Xia Benchun glanced at each other, and immediately ran over curiously.

"Are there any promotions?"

Ming Ming looked on tiptoe, but as the noise reached his ears, his face immediately collapsed.

"Senior Ming, I love you!"

"I'm a fan of yours and I've loved you for three years!"

"Senior Ming, please sign your name here!"

The girls are surrounded by the fifth hero, Emperor Fulong's high Ming Feitai, and they are fanatical, showing love, confessing, and even lifting up their coats and asking him to sign on his body and underwear.

"Neurotic!"

The Ming Dynasty cursed angrily.

"I'm the one who thinks you're crazy, right?"

A disdainful squeeze came from the side, Wei Fan turned around and saw several students of Fulong Emperor High School skewering on a barbecue stall on the side of the road.

There is the fragrance of cumin in the air.

"Who are you talking about?"

Ming Ming asked.

"Speaking of that guy who is jealous of Senior Ming's popularity, if someone is surrounded by hundreds of female fans asking for autographs, I'm afraid the tail will already be proudly cocked to the sky!"

A boy with curly hair holding a knife, cutting lamb chops while squinting at the Ming Dynasty, said words that were extremely sarcastic.

"Hehe, you're talking to a coward about this?"

The other big-eyed boy sneered, turned his head and spit on the ground.

"Who are you calling a coward?"

Ming Dynasty stared at Wang Ke, that is, the boy with big and small eyes, his fists clenched tightly.

Wei Fan is a little strange, according to the character of the Ming Dynasty in the past, he started beating people a long time ago, why is there so much nonsense today?

Bang!

The curly-haired man Zhao Jiuxu slammed his fist on the table, shaking a handful of skewers that scattered: "You are stupid, of course you mean you, if you are not a coward, why did you apply for Beijing University?"

"If my goal is to challenge Senior Ming, I will directly apply for the Fulong Emperor High School, instead of avoiding going to Beijing to get a scholar!"

Wang Ke pouted and glanced at Wei Fan, he was a substitute and had little chance of playing, so he wanted to fight with Wei Fan here, and if he won, he would be famous.

"Acquaintance?"

Wei Fan frowned.

Ming Ming gritted his teeth and did not speak.

"It's good if you don't know each other, then I break their legs, you won't mind, right?"

Wei Fan said, walked towards Wang Ke, what kind of scholar is going to Beijing? Calling someone else's alma mater like this, isn't it an insult?

"Wei Fan, don't be impulsive!"

Lu Xuenuo blocked.

"What's the matter? I want to fight!"

Seeing Wei Fan who was eyeing him, Zhao Jiuxu and the others also stood up one by one, their muscles subconsciously tensed, ready to go.

No way, the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, Wei Fan, as the most popular player in the ladder competition now, who is not afraid?

Wei Fan pursed his lips and kicked on the wooden table.

Bang!

Crash!

Wooden tables are overturned, plates are shattered, meat skewers are scattered, and beer glasses are hanging on the floor and spilled everywhere.

"Look! There's a fight!"

The guests sitting around looked over one after another, some of them were timid and got up to avoid it, but some were waiting to see a good show, and many people nearby heard the movement and surrounded them.

"Are you looking for death?"

Wang Ke clenched his right fist and wanted to pounce on Wei Fan, but when he looked at his eyes again, for some reason, a tremor grew in his chest, and quickly spread, making his right foot, which he almost stepped out of, freeze in place.

"Nima!"

Wang Ke caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye, and the others didn't move, and at that moment, a touch of happiness actually crossed his heart.

"Shame!"

Wang Ke scolded himself, but the momentum was no longer what it used to be.

"I still have to do business, if you want to fight, go elsewhere, or I'll call the security team!"

The owner of the barbecue stall came over with a kitchen knife.

Before the man could see it, a thick stack of bills was thrown in his face.

"Is it enough to compensate you for your losses?"

Wei Fan asked.

"Huh?"

The boss subconsciously glanced at it, and then changed to a smiling face: "Enough! Enough!"

, just kidding, this stack of banknotes, at least tens of thousands of yuan, far exceeds his income in one night, not to mention beating people, even smashing his own stall is enough.

"Then get out of the way!"

Wei Fan snorted coldly.

"Wei Fan, don't be impulsive!"

Lu Xuenuo grabbed Wei Fan and reminded in a low voice: "You are a celebrity now, when you fight, no matter if you win or lose, the gains outweigh the losses, they are different, if you win, you will have the capital to brag!"

"The most important thing is that if you fight in private, you are likely to be disqualified!"

Jin Zhe helped, Wei Fan is the trump card of Jingda, if he is banned because of a quarrel, he simply didn't pick up the sesame seeds, and he lost the watermelon.

"Wei ...... Wei Fan?"

The boss rubbed his eyes, and when he was sure that it was the boy he saw on TV, a happy smile suddenly appeared on his fat face.

"I'm so lucky, I'm your big fan, and your performance is amazing!"

The boss chattered excitedly, wanting to shake hands with Wei Fan, but he was worried that people would not be happy, lose face, and be entangled to death for a while.

"Oh, this money, I can't ask for it!"

The boss was stunned for a moment, slapped his head, and quickly stuffed back the money that Wei Fan threw over.

"Take it!"

Wei Fan didn't mind.

"Aren't you burying me? just knocking over a table, no money, come, sit here, hurry, hurry! I'll please!"

The owner greeted him warmly.

Zhao Jiuxu and the others were dumbfounded, this boss was condescending, and he didn't have any discipline at all.

"It's boring, I thought there was some kind of performance, it turned out to be a group of girls asking for autographs, hum, it's just a Ming Fei Tai!"

Xia Benchun will come, muttering.

Zhao Jiuxu and his entourage, who originally planned to stop, changed their faces, and they couldn't pretend that they hadn't heard this.

"Who are you talking about?"

Wang Ke asked.

"Ming Feitai, oh, you are his classmates, tsk, a little bit of morality, okay? Others still want to visit that ancient garden, you chief is good, block there to sign!"

Xia Benchun complained: "Can you let him dodge?"

"Those girls are stuck there!"

Wang Ke explained.

"Sit, sit, this is your classmate, right? Sit down and try my handiwork!"

The boss was smiling and didn't have to help with the cooking, but grilled the meat skewers with his own hands.

"Eliminate gas!"

Wei Fan poured a beer for the Ming Dynasty.

Ming Ming, who was originally calm and calm, suddenly popped and laughed, and he suddenly discovered that Wei Fan also had a bad side.

Wei Fan sat here, Zhao Jiuxu and his entourage didn't stay, they didn't leave, they were embarrassed to stay, and if they left, they showed weakness, with the temperament of a young man, how could they stand it? So they froze on the spot.

"This is a cold dish, you eat it first, the barbecue will be ready soon!"

The boss served all the cold dishes, and then shouted to the helper: "Don't cut the meat, take off the half of the sheep and roast it!"

Everyone's eyes fell on the shelf at the entrance of the store, where there was a half-fan of lamb, which could be regarded as the best meat in this barbecue restaurant.

The boss who got the signature couldn't get enough of it, and then looked at Zhao Jiuxu and his party and asked Wei Fan: "Do you want to drive them away?"

"It's not necessary to open a store and do business!"

Wei Fan shook his head.

"But they disturbed your meal, and the two hundred yuan for the meal is a big deal, anyway, the most important thing is that you are satisfied!"

The boss flattered, but he was so excited that he bought Wei Fan's 20,000 yuan to win the MVP.

The two of them didn't deliberately lower their voices when they spoke, so the guests around them heard it.

Zhao Jiuxu and his entourage's faces were embarrassed, this kind of insult was even more uncomfortable than beating them, did they spend money on a meal by themselves, and they still had to be charity?

"Hey, I didn't hear it, just get out of here!"

Xia Benchun has already listened to Jin Zhe tell the ins and outs, and the other party is disrespectful to his classmates, so there is no need to give them a good face.

"Who are you going to let go?"

Wang Ke couldn't bear this breath.

"Let you go!"

Xia Benchun doesn't know what it means to be subtle and bluntly.

"Well, you, get out!"

Small tea tea gang cavity.

"How can it be!"

Wang Ke was furious, the whole person was like a hurricane, and he shot at Wei Fan, he was a man after all, and he couldn't deal with girls after all, so he still chose Wei Fan.

Jin Zhe and Lu Xuenuo immediately got up, wanting to avoid Wei Fan getting involved in the conflict, but the Ming Dynasty had already made a move.

Swish!

The figure of the Ming Dynasty flashed, blocked in front of Wei Fan, and followed by a punch.

Rumble!

The air was torn apart, and the next moment, fists collided.

Bang!

The intense shock wave was everywhere, blowing the hair of the surrounding guests, followed by the sound of a broken arm.

Click!

Pedal Pedal Ped

Wang Ke took three steps back, his whole face was already snow-white, his right hand drooped down, and he could see irregular distortions.

Just one punch, Wang Ke's arm was broken!

"What?"

Zhao Jiuxu and his entourage hurriedly surrounded him, looking at Ming Ming with anger, he didn't expect him to be so powerful, and he was not the rumored waste dim sum.

"Oh yes!"

Xiao Cha Cha was very happy and began to cheer for the Ming Dynasty.

This breath, Emperor Fulong's people couldn't swallow it, and they were hesitating to go up together, or heads-up, Ming Feitai heard the movement and separated the crowd and walked over.

It's like a mouse seeing a cat, the momentum of the Ming Dynasty weakened all of a sudden, although he tried his best to disguise, but Wei Fan and his entourage could see that he was very afraid of Ming Feitai.

"Long time no see!"

Unexpectedly, Ming Feitai did not ask the guilt: "How is life at Beijing University?"

"Got gossip?"

Xia Benchun was curious.

"Don't worry about it!"

The Ming Dynasty spoke coldly.

"You've made friends, too?"

Ming Feitai, who seemed to have a poker face and no expression all the time, showed a surprised look for the first time, and he could see that Wei Fan was worried about the Ming Dynasty from the heart.

"Waste...... Of course I will have friends!"

The Ming Dynasty wanted to talk nonsense, but he held back again, and when it came to friends, he was proud, and who would dare to say that he had low EQ in the future! Can he make friends with low EQ?

Ming Feitai smiled and walked straight to Wei Fan.

The hearts of the onlookers suddenly tightened.

"Hmm!"

Chacha bared his teeth, and continued to be loyal to the dog!

"Thank you for your friendship!"

Ming Feitai stretched out his hand.

Wei Fan was a little stunned, he had heard of Ming Feitai's name as early as when he was in middle school, this boy who used a famous sword to fall is a genius among geniuses, and now it seems that there is really no frame at all.

"Hey, what do you say?"

Ming Dynasty rushed over and pulled back Ming Feitai's hand, his face turned red, and he was about to die of embarrassment.

"I admire the Ming Dynasty very much, and it is also my luck to be friends with him!"

Wei Fan opened his mouth, and he could see that these two people seemed to have a good relationship, so he helped Ming Ming say a good word.

"Wow, that's a lot of meat!"

Jun Natsumoto muttered.

"Don't disturb you eating, I'm still in trouble!"

Ming Feitai turned around, and with a sweep of his eyes, Zhao Jiuxu and his party shrank their necks, and they didn't dare to breathe.

"Quarrels, troubles, fights, it's all fine, but if you can't win, there will be a problem, remember, when you go out, you not only represent yourself, but also represent the Fulong Emperor Higher Academy!"

Ming Feitai's tone was cold.

"Yes, Chief!"

Zhao Jiuxu and his entourage were in a cold sweat.

"I think Ming Feitai is a good person!"

Listening to Ming Feitai's lecture, Xia Benchun suddenly sighed.

"It's handsome!"

Kim Chol is funny.

"Hmph, big brother is the most handsome!"

Xiao Chacha pouted, in fact, Ming Feitai's appearance is better than Wei Fangao, and his temperament exudes a sense of Zen, which makes people face him, no matter whether they are angry or timid, they will eventually calm down and become calm.

Ming Feitai was annoyed by those fans and took the opportunity to leave, but Zhao Jiuxu and his party didn't dare to follow, and they were hesitating what to do!

"Barbecue, try my craft!"

The boss came up with a plate and proudly showed off.

"Thank you, boss!"

After thanking a few people, they picked up the meat skewers, the girls were very reserved, and took a small bite, but it didn't matter if the tea was tea, and it wasn't too hot, so they just took a bite of it.

"Great!"

The Ming Dynasty is now in a good mood and eats well.

"Delicious!"

Wei Fan praised, in fact, it is the taste of ordinary barbecue, and the others were about to speak, but after Xiao Lori chewed a few times, she suddenly frowned, lowered her head and spit it out.

Phew!

After the little Lori vomited, she grabbed the cup and poured a few mouthfuls of water to rinse her mouth.