On June 25, the results came out.

Yunyun scored 685 points in the exam and entered Huaqing University or Jingcheng University.

Yun Yun invited Rong Yu to the banquet, and the banquet held in the nearby big hotel had a total of more than 20 tables, and the guests were also happy. Rong Yu sat in a corner, watching Yunyun follow her parents to toast table by table, with a face full of collagen, smiling very happily.

When it was Rong Yu's turn to be at the table, Yun Yun's eyes were staring at Rong Yu with a smile on his face.

"I wish you success in your studies and a prosperous journey!"

Rong Yu raised his glass to toast.

"Thank you, thank you!" Yunyun's parents were full of smiles, "It's also troublesome for you to take care of her, eat more, eat and drink well!" ”

Yunyun's parents know how to be grateful, and they also know that Yunyun goes to Rong Yu's store every noon to rub the air conditioner, and sleeps much better than the children in the school who sleep on their desks.

"Eat well, drink well, Brother Yu-"

Yun Yun's meaningful eyes, as well as the deliberately elongated tone of "Brother Yu", made Rong Yu feel that this girl might still be a little angry in her heart.

It's not just angry, it's so annoying!

Yun Yun wanted to hammer him a few times, but she was reluctant.

Like the wooden man, he is so obvious, and he pretends to be quite pure. Hmph, a twenty-seven-year-old purebred man? Yunyun is a big girl, she is nineteen years old, why don't you understand that little thing between men and women? It's just that I was busy reading books before, and I suppressed that little bit of thought.

Rong Yu also doesn't understand, how can a small boss who runs a small noodle restaurant be worthy of this high-achieving student of Qingbei materials? Just rely on the bowl of noodles and the air conditioner at noon every day?

Eating and drinking well, Rong Yu went to the place where there was a table in the hotel lobby to collect favors, and took out a thousand. I wrote "I wish Yunyun success in her studies and a long journey" on the red envelope, and without writing her name, he handed the red envelope to the bewildered man who received the favor.

"Write a name!"

"Don't write it, Yunyun knows!"

Rong Yu waved his hand and left directly.

Yun Yun happened to come out of the hotel, and when she arrived in the lobby, the man saw Yun Yun and said to Yun Yun, "The person who left just now gave it." ”

As soon as Yun Yun looked at the handwriting, she knew who it was.

With this handwriting, even if it turns to ashes, she knows who it is.

"Brother Stinky Feather!"

scolded, and suddenly laughed again.

Yun Yun was finally admitted to Jingcheng University.

Qian Duoduo successfully registered on June 30 and then began to prepare for the preliminary round. But she still lives as usual, except that she only goes to the bar every night after eating dinner cooked by Rong Yu.

When I come back, I will also eat the supper made by Rong Yu.

"What's wrong?"

Rong Yu looked at the food and ate, and said Qian Duoduo in a daze.

"You don't understand!" Qian Duoduo sighed, "You can't help me." ”

"How do you know I can't help you if you don't say it?" Rong Yu pouted.

Qian Duoduo smiled, thought about it, and said, "I'm not writing songs, but I always feel a little wrong." I don't like what I write, so I'm a little annoyed. ”

"What do you want to express through your songs?" Rong Yu asked.

"Love!"

Rong Yu smiled: "Many people like love, but they are different in expression. I don't know what love is, but I know how to cook. I'm just thinking that everything in the world is of the same origin. ”

"What you're saying is like cooking and love can be related."

Qian Duoduo laughed at Rong Yu.

"Can love be cooked?"

Rong Yu smiled: "Of course you can!" ”

"How do you get out of the pot?"

Rong Yu said seriously: "I'm used to being a cook, I know that it's not because you're a master chef, everyone will love to eat the dishes you make." It's hard to reconcile, that's what I'm saying. Therefore, the most important thing in working as a chef in a restaurant is not how exquisite the dishes are, but whether your dishes are in line with the taste of the public. ”

"Isn't that a saliva song!"

"Do you have to be high and low?"

Qian Duoduo was stunned, she really wanted to pursue that blockbuster artistic effect. Therefore, it is more focused on expressing artistry, so that people know how profound their composing ability is.

"Why is stir-fried pork with chili the most popular dish? It is also the most ordered dish in restaurants of all sizes? Rong Yu then asked.

Qian Duoduo asked, "Why?" ”

"Because what meets the public is the easiest to accept and the most enduring one." Rong Yu stretched out a finger and picked up Qian Duoduo's chin.

"The red and green rooms are overflowing, and thousands of households are on stage. The wine plate is empty and the cook is called, and the meat is fried with chili peppers. ”

"The limerick is quite chic!"

"Limerick poetry is also poetry!" Rong Yu laughed, "I want to drink the sunset, and the young man looks at me as frivolous." A cup full of glow, a cup of luxury. One cup invites melancholy, and one cup gets drunk dreams......"

Qian Duoduo's eyes were gradually filled with brilliance.

In her eyes, there was only Rong Yu, and his voice echoed in her ears in a low voice.

She's going to seize the moment.

Even in the song after it was completed in one go, she didn't think about why a cook would have such feelings and poetry, and her psychology at this moment was only passion.

At four o'clock in the morning, Rong Yu got up and saw that the table lamp in the room was still on.

Qian Duoduo curled up on the chair and fell asleep, there was still paper and pen on the table, and the things drawn on the paper were messy, anyway, Rong Yu didn't know him.

Quietly get up and leave quietly.

This girl is carrying too many things, let her sleep well!

Today is the first of July, and when the store opened, suddenly the voice of the once a month sounded.

"Zhifubao has arrived at 50,000 yuan!"

Rong Yu was stunned for a moment, but after cooking the noodles for a customer and serving them to him, he began to check his account. Looking at the account, it was 50,000 yuan more.

Didn't you say that it was 20,000 a month?

Fifty thousand is dry?

System?

Rong Yu plans to ask clearly, what is going on with these 50,000? But the dog system is dead, and there is something to burn paper. There's nothing to ask! 50,000 yuan a month?

Thinking about the time since I first got 20,000 yuan a month, I went with my fingers, and it was just half a year.

Is this a salary increase for me once every six months?

Is this a salary increase?

In half a year, is it time for a salary increase again? How much does it go up? This time it rose by 30,000 at once, and next time it will rise by 50,000? According to this calculation, in another half a year, I will earn 100,000 yuan a month!

What's the matter, this store still can't be opened?

If you calculate it in this way, if you go back now, after more than a year, you can withdraw a set of 80 square meters in full. Who can withstand this, the monthly salary is 100,000, will it be more in the future?

Steady, steady!

Don't jump on your mindset.

Rong Yu kept telling himself, after having money, the arrogant and domineering mentality will be grown, in case one day the system really dies, and his reputation stinks, where can he eat?

Fame is worth more than craftsmanship.

"Boss, a bowl of beef noodles!"

There was a regular customer coming.

Rong Yu shouted in his heart: Damn, what are you shouting, wait, when I am in a good mood, I will cook it for you. But a sentence came out of his mouth: "Oh, Uncle Huang, it's going to be okay right away, you sit down!" ”

Low-key, low-key!

Rong Yu calmed down his excited mood. The two lives together are dozens of years old, so unbearable? But it seems that if you can earn 50,000 yuan a month while lying down, it is estimated that no one will be calm!

This really doesn't have much to do with age.

is old, and there are many unreliable uncles and aunts.

"Brother Yu, let's have a bowl of beef noodles!"

Huang Jia didn't appear for many days, but today he appeared, bringing a bottle of liquor, "pop", erected it on the table, and then held a plastic cup, and poured a full cup with "dong dong dong".

As soon as he raised his hand, Rong Yu thought he was going to drink it all, but the product looked at it, paused for a moment, and only took a small sip.

"What's the matter? Early in the morning drinking! ”

Rong Yu brought him the boiled noodles, sat down opposite him, took out a plastic wine glass, and poured himself a glass.

"What else can it be, buddy met true love a few days ago!"

Rong Yu was stunned, how could these words come out of Huang Jia's mouth?

"It's true, lie to you donkey day!" Huang Jia said, "That long leg, that loud voice...... Actually, I'm not stupid, that woman likes my money......"

"How much did it cost this time?"

"More than sixty thousand!" Huang Jia sighed, "Although I know that she likes my money, I still spend it willingly, but ...... Do you know how fucked up the world is? ”

"What a fuck?" Rong Yu was surprised, Huang Jia asked such a philosophical question?

"I found out that he was transgender...... Huang Jia was depressed ...... wocao, "I can accept transsexuals, but I can't accept deception...... Damn! ”