Imperial Capital No. 3 Middle School, ten o'clock in the evening.

Wang Yu ended the day's evening self-study with satisfaction.

As the class leader of the first class and the top student in the second year of high school, Wang Yu is very strict with himself.

Not only should the daily homework left by the teachers be completed perfectly, but also the difficult exercises attached to oneself are also indispensable.

Only in this way can he lead the way and maintain the proud result of first place in the whole grade.

And today's effect is for some reason, it is exceptionally good, it only took half an hour, and he perfectly mastered a new way of solving the problem.

This made him very happy.

After exchanging a few words of greeting with a few good classmates, Wang Yu walked out of the class.

Get ready to go back to the dorm to freshen up and end the day perfectly.

However, as soon as he walked out of the classroom, his mind was a little out of the corner.

If it was usual, there would be a group of students walking back in twos and threes in the corridor outside the classroom at this moment, and a group of students would ink in the classroom for a few more minutes, and then go back to the dormitory after the wait is less.

There won't be too many people in the hallway.

But today, not only are the corridors full of students, but there are also many students who are hurrying to the front at an outrageous pace.

'Did something happen?' Wang Yu didn't know why.

Looking at the Wuyang Wuyang student in front of him, he was a little curious for a while.

'Why don't you go and have a look?' ’

With a hint of doubt, Wang Yu also moved forward with the flow of people.

As the distance shortened, a faint aroma wafted into his nostrils.

'It smells so good! ’

'Is this someone cooking in a classroom?' ’

For no reason, Wang Yu's stomach squirmed, and a feeling of hunger arose.

And the students around him are no better.

"I just smelled this fragrance in the classroom, and I thought I would hurry up and get out of the evening self-study to see what was going on, but the classes in front of me directly blocked the corridor, and the ninth class was too inappropriate!"

"Why Class 9?"

"It's not who else they are, the news came from the front just now, it's the ninth class of self-study and cooking at night, which makes all the sophomores hungry now!"

"But it's okay, at least under the offensive of the previous classes, Class 9 compromised, saying that students from other classes were welcome to eat in Class 9."

"So you're all waiting to go to Class Nine for dinner?" Wang Yu pushed his glasses and spoke curiously.

"Or else?" The other party replied casually: "With such a fragrant taste, you can still prostitute it for nothing, why don't you eat it?" ”

The other students nodded.

Wang Yu suddenly realized that he was really cooking for a long time, although it was a bit strange, but all this was placed on the ninth class, and it didn't seem to be very abrupt.

Gently rubbing his stomach, Wang Yu decided to sleep for a while tonight.

It's all in this position, and he wants to taste what kind of dinner Class Nine makes.

......

"Hey, hey, hey, you guys line up, don't grab it, don't grab it, we made a big pot today, to ensure that everyone can get a bowl, phew!

Everyone is guaranteed to get a small half bowl of rice! ”

In the ninth class, the squad leader stood on the table with a bitter face, holding a frying spoon and an aluminum basin and constantly tapping, and there were words in his mouth.

Below him, there was a long dragon of people, and the students of the other classes looked expectantly at the large woks not far ahead.

Swallowing saliva from time to time, occasionally a few students who don't speak martial arts will secretly cut in line, making the team a little disordered for a while.

As for the rest of the ninth class, they scattered around the fried rice, either trying to maintain order, or holding a spoon to serve rice to the students who lined up.

And their teacher Ren stood gloating and looked at this with a cup of tea and a smile.

During the period, I also chatted with the homeroom teachers of other classes.

For a moment, the squad leader really had the heart to splash five steps with Ren Yan's blood.

He really couldn't figure out how his homeroom teacher could take care of the students in every way while being so inappropriate.

Since the end of the evening self-study class, Class 9 has attracted a large number of students from other classes because the taste of the risotto is too fragrant.

At first, everyone was a little embarrassed to watch the nine classes eat sea plugs outside, although they were a little uncomfortable to be watched by a large number of people, but the nine classes who had seen the wind and waves had long been used to it.

said that these were all small scenes, and they could not shake their hearts in the slightest.

But as soon as the number of onlookers increased, the situation was reversed, and the out-of-town guys began to resist their seductive behavior, and threatened to prove that it was not right to cook in the classroom!

It is not conducive to the unity of all students in the second year of high school!

They want to use their stomachs to stop this 'catastrophe', and they also want to join the ranks of Class 9!

There are even many students who have taken out a small amount of pocket money to buy such a meal.

Originally, in fact, this matter is not very big, close the door of the class, and say a few cool words to pass.

As for what the other classes think of Class 9 after that?

That's what about their ninth class, anyway, it has always been regarded as a typical class, and they have long been used to it.

Anyway, if there are more lice, don't bite.

But just when they were ready to do it.

His own homeroom teacher, the maker of the risotto, Teacher Ren Yanren walked to the door of the classroom first, and threatened:

"All out-of-class students, as long as they line up, can eat Spanish seafood risotto for free in Class 9!"

Then his eyes froze, and he looked at himself and the others with a hint of a wicked smile:

"And you, take care of arranging for them to eat, anyway, you have eaten almost enough, just to change their opinion of Class 9 this time."

"By the way, exercise your adaptability, but there is one thing we said in advance, it must be available to everyone, if there is one person who can't eat it in the end."

"Then I'll have to think about whether to quit this homeroom teacher."

So, the scene inevitably became like this.

All the students of Class 9 became canteen employees and fully experienced the bitterness of the cafeteria aunts.

And he himself is more like a shouting doorman, who has been standing here for fifteen minutes now, and his voice is almost hoarse.

But the grandchildren down there are still going their own way.

In addition, I have to look at the number of people and the amount of food, and I have to make a rough optimal solution in my heart to meet Mr. Ren's requirements.

This made him extremely tired.

I also realized more and more that the world is difficult.

'Is this a day in the life of a worker...'

The squad leader wanted to cry in his heart.

At the same time, some nostalgia for the old days.

That's his lost youth...