Jiang Xun didn't take two ducks in the end, but only took away two duck racks in the end, and it was still the money paid by Director Xia Chun behind his back.

Walking out of the gate of Quanjude, Jiang Xun looked at the two duck racks in his hand with satisfaction, which were full of meat, and took a bite of it.

"What's the matter, young master, you can't take the bus with your identity," Ding Zhicheng stopped in front of him with his bicycle cross-legged, and said with a smile, "I'll be a camel Xiangzi, you appreciate your face, I'll pull you back?" ”

"Cheng, I'll invite you to tea later." Seeing that the next bus didn't come, Jiang Xun was also in a hurry to go back to school, why didn't he take a bicycle?

"Why don't you take me with you? Forget it, you sit down and ......" Seeing that he was still carrying a duck or a big young master, Ding Zhicheng wanted Jiang Xun to ride a bicycle to take him back, but he didn't say anything.

Street, "self-reliance, hard work, do a good job in xxxx economic construction!" The big slogan, as well as portraits of Lenin and Stalin, can be seen everywhere.

But by chance, Jiang Xun can also see the sale advertisements of Transformers, as well as the signboard of KFC.

This is a turbulent era, and of course agitated actors are also needed!

"You really have you, you are the uncle in Quanjude, and you have really entered the role?" The two were also chatting nonsense with each other, Ding Zhicheng regretted why he didn't wear his sunglasses, and he was also addicted to Quanjude.

Now, what he regrets even more is why he became a coachman, Jiang Xun looks thin, but he is sinking.

"Brother Ding, I can't get out of the role yet, if I enter the role, it will take at least three days to come out, or you ride first, when I come out, I'll take you again." Jiang Xun, who was sitting in the back seat, smelled the duck, it was so fragrant.

Ding Zhicheng wanted to tease him twice, but when he saw him like this, he was embarrassed to pull him out of the role, everyone went in, and he would not be able to act well in the future, and then complained that he said that Ding Zhicheng had to let me be a coachman, and this young master would not have that taste, where would he be reasonable!

However, this Ding Zhicheng is also a god, and he has not been idle these days, going to the library to take the Mai Divine Appearance, the Three Lives Meeting, and the Shenfeng Examination...... borrowed a lot of them, and really got a flag and sunglasses, just to play this fortune teller.

Chatting all the way, Jiang Xun was a little thirsty, patronizing the dress of thirteen, he didn't eat the lotus leaf cake, and the sweet noodle sauce in this roast duck restaurant was salty, "Stop." ”

Ding Zhicheng was startled, and the bicycle stopped steadily.

Jiang Xun had already run to the tea stall on the side of the road in an arrow step, "Excuse me, bring me two bowls of tea." ”

This kid has a conscience.

It is easy to get hot in the spring, and he has ridden a bicycle all the way, and his body is hot, but Ding Zhicheng has a good bicycle, so he smiled, hey, this kid has already drunk a big bowl of tea in one go, and is holding the second bowl of "Gu Dong Gu Dong" into his stomach.

After pouring a touch of the pocket, he shot out a four-cent steel hammer, "Uncle, don't look for it." ”

Ding Zhicheng felt that his teeth were sour, a big bowl of tea is two cents, isn't it four cents to drink two bowls, and he is looking for a fart.

Hey, no, can this young master drink a big bowl of tea? I also drank two bowls in a row!

In the Republic of China, this is a big bowl of tea that only working people drink!

"Ah, that's me coming out of the role...... Jiang Xun looked solemn, "A good actor should play the play directly as soon as he gets on stage, throw away his hood when he gets off the stage, tear his beard, what should he do." ”

Every time he sees a media report on an actor's crying scene, he can't slow down for three days, he wants to scold, this is definitely a fool. The play is so slow, can you get into the play quickly?

Just like the posture in Peking Opera is because of the gongs and drums, if you really work hard to act, how tiring it is, it's not what the audience thinks at all!

The actor can do whatever he should when he returns backstage, smoking, drinking tea, chatting, how can he be physically exhausted?

As the saying goes, you can't go backstage when acting, and you can't go into the kitchen when eating, that's what it means.

"Oh, you've already come out, not the eldest young master," Ding Zhicheng scolded directly, "Grandson, I thought you had been in the role all along." He also drank a big bowl of tea and asked Jiang Xun to pay directly, "Now it's time for you to carry me......"

This time it was Jiang Xun's turn to exert his strength, and finally carried Ding Zhicheng back to Renyi, he felt that he was about to collapse.

Ding Zhicheng smiled thief, and took off a net pocket from the front handlebar of the car, inside which were two aluminum lunch boxes, "Don't you love dumplings, my mother's sauerkraut-filled dumplings are called an authentic ......"

He really likes this smart young man, and he feels that Jiang Xun is the same kind of person as him.

"Then I'll go, thank you Brother Ding."

Ding Zhicheng was stunned, Jiang Xun ran away on a bicycle, and when Ding Zhicheng reacted, Jiang Xun had already ridden a long way.

"Hey, boy, my bike,...... You're going to leave me a box of dumplings......"

……

Two duck racks, two boxes of dumplings, Jiang Xun bought two catties of tofu, Wang Ban happily borrowed the alcohol stove from the girls' dormitory, and He Bing had already cut the two cabbages.

Make a basin, duck rack, tofu and cabbage, duck rack because it has been roasted, it is easy to taste, and after a while, a pot of good soup has been completed, He Bing couldn't help but pick up a piece of tofu and put it in his mouth......

"Brother Xunzi, I haven't opened meat for half a year...... Wang Ban was sweating profusely, and he was gnawing vigorously on a duck bone.

The two of them were the youngest in the class, and Jiang Xun took care of this brother who was a few months younger than him.

"Follow the Xunzi ......" Before Hu Jun's words fell, the door of the dormitory was pushed open, and Jiang Shan and Chen Xiaoyi came in, each holding a rice bowl and chopsticks, "Just borrow our stove, and we don't have a bite of duck meat?" ”

There are only a few girls in the class, and the boys offer them like treasures.

"I was about to send it to you, and here you are." Jiang Xun was ashamed, "Come, I'll put a few duck bones for Xiaoyi and Hongmei first." ”

"Don't say it, it's delicious." Jiang Shan is the kind of Beiping girl, very casual, she sat on He Bing's bed, and took the initiative to serve herself another bowl of soup, the white soup stewed with a unique taste, delicious.

"Xunzi, you can experience life, you can still eat roast duck, you can also bring a duck rack, catch Ming'er to experience life and call us......" Chen Xiaoyi saw that the monk had more meat and less meat, and took the initiative to put cabbage in the pot.

"Okay," Jiang Xun wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Don't just eat duck, there are dumplings here, sauerkraut filling, especially delicious...... Catch up with tomorrow, I'm going to go to the Four Seasons Garden barbecue to experience life. ”

"Then I'll sign up, and I'll go too." Chen Xiaoyi immediately raised his hand, but didn't Jiang Xun play the role of Quan Jude, why did he get to Four Seasons Garden all of a sudden?

"People are young masters, isn't they," He Bing squeezed his eyebrows, "If you have money, you can experience it wherever you love." ”

"Okay, in the future, Xunzi's nickname will be the young master." Jiang Shan immediately laughed.

Most of the classmates in the class have nicknames, Hu Jun loves to whistle, named Dog Whistle, He Bing has a lot of thieves, he is named He Widow, Chen Xiaoyi doesn't like to close the door when he enters the door, he is named Little Tail, Jiang Shan, if he is beautiful, he is called Yamaguchi Baihui, and now Jiang Xun also has a nickname.

"Okay, let's call the young master." Squad leader Hu Jun raised his hands in approval.

"Come, we thank the young master for going out to experience life and let us improve our lives," He Bing raised his water glass, "It's done." ”

"It's done."

A group of people drank a pot of duck rack tofu soup to the bare bottom.

"Do you know, duck meat can still be fried with pinched vegetables," Jiang Xun glanced at Jiang Shan, "Pinched vegetables are tender and tender, a bite and a bag of water, Jiang Shan ......"

"What do you mean, Jiang Shan's second nickname is pinching vegetables." He Bing had a grim smile on his face.

"What are you talking about......" Jiang Shan blushed rarely, "Let's go, go back to sleep, young master, tell you, act well, don't be serious......"

Hey –

Everyone in the dormitory was happy, He Bing hugged Jiang Xun's neck affectionately, "Young master, discuss something with you, tomorrow the school will organize blood donation, you have eaten mutton dumplings now, roast duck has also eaten, and you have to eat barbecue, you have the best nutrition, you go to donate blood, I will accompany you, how about it?" ”

"Yes." Jiang Xun looked at him and smiled, "Just the two of us?" ”

"Yes, I know that you are the most loving, just the two of us," He Bing was not at ease, and added a sentence later, "I am the branch secretary, and I will accompany you." ”

The next day, He Bing really dragged Jiang Xun to the hospital.

"You sit, I'll fill in the registration form......" He Bing's face was unbearable, "Brother, just this time, let Wang Ban go next time, starting with your little comrades." ”

But just when he came back in a hurry after filling out the form, at the blood donation window, a group of white coats surrounded Jiang Xun.

"What's going on, what's going on?" He Bing's tone has changed, this blood donation has three long and two short, how can he explain!

"Probably faint." The doctor glanced back at him, and He Bing hurriedly introduced himself as the branch secretary of the class.

Looking at Jiang Xun again, there was no light in his eyes, his body was paralyzed, and there was a layer of fine sweat on his forehead, He Bing was stupid, he really didn't know that Jiang Xun was still afraid of a needle!

"Branch secretary, I want to donate blood." Jiang Xun tried to sit up, but he just couldn't use his strength when he saw him.

"Forget it, let's not give it, let's go back to school?" He Bing does not forbear, it is good to be loving.

"Then you still have a spot here, and the forms are all filled," the nurse called out to him with a disgruntled expression, "or you can call another classmate over." ”

Call another one?

He Bing twisted his head from side to side, and sighed helplessly, "I'll come, who else can I find." ”

He twisted his head and closed his eyes, only to feel a pain in his arm, and then he opened his eyes, and the blood in the needle was slowly pumping out.

Look at Jiang Xun again, hey, Jiang Xun is looking at him with a smile.

"You, aren't you faint?"

"Oh, I just entered the role of a faint needle, and now I am out," Jiang Xun was afraid that he would not be angry, "I'm a person, I enter the role quickly, and I ...... out of the role quickly."

Brat! You're pit me!

Suddenly, in the hospital hall, doctors and nurses dodged, and a student was half-exposed, holding a cotton ball on his arm with one hand, grinning after a student in front of him.

The student in front turned around and smiled at him from time to time, and the one in the back chased even tighter, "Xunzi, I'm not done with you......"

"Where is this student?" A doctor asked the nurse.

"Drama Academy, where else can it be?" The nurse snickered, don't say it, just now, she also entered the role, and she was really afraid of stunting Jiang Xun.