muddy boy

Chapter 15

"No," Chen Linhu said, "I just met upstairs and downstairs, and I had a meal every now and then. I didn't bring the key to stay at his house for one night..." and squeezed him onto the sofa.

Chen Linhu couldn't speak anymore.

He had to admit that Zhang Xun was really interesting.

"Then you really have to thank your neighbor," Zhou Zhuangzhuang assumed the sitting posture of an uncle, "If he hadn't stopped you on the day of the report, I would have beat you up first to relieve your anger."

Chen Linhu folded the magazines and put them on the table, looking past Zhou Zhuangzhuang, who sat up straight reflexively, Erlang immediately put his legs down.

"You still beat him," Fang Qing smiled half-heartedly, and gave Chen Linhu a look of incomprehensible meaning, "You can have fun secretly if he doesn't talk to you."

Zhou Zhuangzhuang was furious, wishing he could climb over the table and punch Chen Linhu for Fang Qing to see.

Before her butt got up from the chair, Wu Yue came over with a tray.

In addition to coffee, there are five egg tarts and two large servings of French fries in the tray.

"We didn't order this." Gao Yiwai hurriedly said.

Wu Yue put all the things in the tray on the table, and said with a smile: "It's okay, someone invited you."

The other four looked at Chen Linhu, thinking that it was a dessert he exchanged coins for.Chen Linhu looked over the crowd in the book bar and looked at Zhang Xun at the counter.

Zhang Xun was holding Ding Yule's paper, and with a pen in one hand, he ticked off sentences and a few lines. He probably saw that Ding Yule looked a little naive looking at him with his head raised, and rubbed Ding Yule's hair with a smile.

Chen Linhu remembered that he had asked Ding Yule about chocolates just now. Zhang Xun had heard about it, and he also knew that all the chocolates had entered the stomachs of the grandpa and grandson of the old Chen family, and he didn't use them to bribe his roommates at all.

Chen Linhu was a bit stubborn, but he wasn't an idiot either. He realized that Zhang Xun was () bribing him.

Teacher Zhang is obviously very skilled in this set of operations, as easy as ticking off the words and sentences in Ding Yule's composition, and the disguise is very good.

"Do I care about an egg tart? Am I someone who can be bought with just an egg tart?" Zhou Zhuangzhuang puffed up his chest and raised his head.

"You don't give it to me." Chen Linhu said impatiently.

Zhou Zhuangzhuang immediately took his share and stuffed it into his mouth.

"He is." Shang Qinghua commented.

Chen Linhu also took a bite of the egg tart. He has always maintained a dispensable attitude towards sweets, but this time he ate very slowly.

While he really wanted to go over to thank Zhang Xun right now, he remembered that moment when Zhang Xun rubbed Ding Yule's head just now.

In Zhang Xun's eyes, he and Ding Yule may both be little brats who still need to get red in their composition.

This feeling makes Chen Linhu a little irritable. He has already passed the age of proving himself by yelling "I'm not a child", but Zhang Xun is eight years ahead, and he is in a mentality of "everyone here is a younger brother" .

Having got something to occupy their mouths, several people in 307 all reduced the frequency of speaking.

The environment of the book cafe is not bad, there is no shortage of customers in the vicinity of the university, and the quality of the students is also good. In this kind of place, they consciously lowered their voices, and Chen Linhu's thoughts wandered aimlessly in the taste of latte. circle, interrupted by a few loud laughs.

A man and a woman sitting obliquely behind their table didn't know what to say. The man's eyebrows were beaming and his voice was high-pitched. Everyone around him was watching without realizing it, and he was still expressing his views on a certain movie to the girl.

"This quality," Shang Qinghua curled his lips, "you have to be the first to be beaten."

Chen Linhu glanced at it and then didn't look at it again. It's not like he didn't grow up with age, at least he used to fight when he didn't like it. Now he has learned to pretend he didn't see it.

As dinner time approached, the book bar began to serve people. Wu Yue carefully walked past the guests with a plate of French fries and chicken popcorn, smiled and nodded at Chen Linhu, and then walked towards the diagonally behind table.

The boy who was still giving a speech to his female partner talked about the wonderful place, and he was so excited under the admiring eyes of his female partner. He waved his hand back and forth in the air to strengthen his tone, and bumped into the tray in Wu Yue's hand who was coming to serve the meal. .

Chen Linhu had just taken a sip of coffee when he heard commotion behind him and turned his head to look.

"What did you carry?" the high-profile boy shook his collar and shouted, "it's all on my clothes. Do you know how much my clothes cost?"

Wu Yue was stupid for a while before she realized: "I'm sorry, classmate, I didn't expect you to wave your hand suddenly—"

"I didn't expect to wave!" The high-profile boy frowned disapprovingly, "If you are not steady, you will not be steady, and you are quite good at doing business by throwing the pot at the guests."

"No..." Wu Yue still wanted to speak in embarrassment.

"You guys have such a service attitude," the high-profile boy shook his clothes, and there were no traces on his clothes, but he shook like he had been electrocuted, "Call me the boss, I should go to the forum to let people see What kind of virtue is this poor shop of yours!"

Wu Yue was also a little panicked, and hurriedly took out a tissue to help wipe it: "I'm sorry, classmate, I'll wipe it for you first, or I can return it to you after I wash it."

The high-profile boy pushed her away, and said angrily, "Get out! What do you want to do with me?"

Wu Yue was pushed away abruptly, and she fell back two steps and hit the table behind her, her face flushed red.

It was when there were many people in the book bar, the student guests in several positions looked sideways, not knowing why.

"Hey fuck," Zhou Zhuangzhuang was sitting facing the high-profile boy, and when he saw what happened, he slapped the table angrily and stood up, "This birdman is unreasonable, isn't he? Overturning the dinner plate in a mess, the French fries are like being blown up by a missile, do you need to push a girl? Get out of the way, let me teach him how to be human!"

Gao Yi was sitting in the same row with him, and he saw Wu Yue's face turned from red to white, frowning and about to stand up, but Fang Qing hurriedly stopped the two of them: "Don't mind your own business, it's ours. The head of the department."

"It doesn't matter which department he is in," Shang Qinghua said displeased, "If you don't do personnel work, you still have majors?"

"No," Fang Qing said in a low voice, "That's from the student union of our department, the deputy head of the discipline department." After a pause, he added, "I'm very familiar with the teacher and the others."

Zhou Zhuangzhuang's movements froze, his face was still full of displeasure, but he fell silent.

This table was full of freshmen who hadn't taken off their military training uniforms. They were unfamiliar with everything in the university. Fang Qing's words made several people stuck in the middle of the road.

Chen Linhu put down the coffee cup, ignored Fang Qing and reached out to grab his hand, stood up and was about to go out, but saw Zhang Xun walking over.

Zhang Xun still had a smile on his face, and walked straight in front of Chen Linhu without giving him any time to look at him. He quickly walked to Wu Yue and took him away without a trace. He stood in front of the high-profile boy, and said in a gentle tone: "What's the matter, classmate, the boss is not here today, it's the same if you tell me."

The girl who was with the high-profile boy had already tugged on the boy's sleeve to tell him not to make such a big fuss.The high-profile boy lowered his voice a little, but he still said angrily: "Look, your employees don't serve dishes if they don't know how to serve them. Who is disgusting here? Do you know how much my clothes cost? Can you afford the wages?"

"Hey, who is worthy enough to stay here to work, don't you think so?" Zhang Xun said with a smile, "In this way, we will waive your order, and I will send you a red velvet cake. You can choose two drinks you like , the desserts in our shop taste very good.”

There was no complaint in the tone of these words, he spoke in a calm, relaxed manner, the high-profile boy's face was saved, and his mood dropped a little, but he still "hummed": "Losing some worthless refills. "

"Don't say a few words," the other girl was a little embarrassed. Everyone around her was looking at her, and she wanted to leave.Unexpectedly, I promised the boys in the project team to have a meal, but my stomach hurt after eating, so I had to smooth things over, "It just so happens that I haven't eaten the red velvet from his shop."

"Try it, it's quite popular with the little girls." Zhang Xun breathed a sigh of relief, at least one of them was reasonable, and smiled at the girl, "Or what do you like to eat? You can also send it."

Zhang Xun smiled cleanly, and his eyes, which were originally slightly cold, turned warmer.

The girl coughed lightly, blushed slightly and said, "It's okay, it's okay, just red velvet."

"Okay," Zhang Xun gave Wu Yue a look, "then red velvet."

Wu Yue finally let go of her biting lip, looked at Zhang Xun gratefully, neatly cleaned up the plates on the floor, and walked towards the counter.

The chaos disappeared without a trace, and Chen Linhu didn't even see any unnecessary expressions on Zhang Xun's face.

Chen Linhu, who watched everything from the sidelines, asked himself. He guessed that as early as when the man said the third sentence, the big-ear post was scraped up, and he would never be given a chance to say the fourth sentence. I still have to be angry for a long time after I finish it.

But Zhang Xun just laughed from beginning to end, as if this kind of nonsense didn't require him to waste energy and emotions.

After the matter was settled, the other guests, including Zhou Zhuangzhuang and others, looked away and continued to read and drink.

The high-profile boy wanted to increase his favorability in the girl's heart by eating, but he didn't expect to encounter such a bad thing. When he saw the girl, he smiled and explained to Zhang Xun, who had put away the menu, about the sweetness of the drink. Can't help but sneer.

Zhang Xun turned his head after finishing the matter, met Chen Linhu's gaze, and saw Chen Linhu frowning like a pimple was about to laugh, but heard the high-profile boy's words behind him.

"You still have to choose the right employees to open a store, don't you think this is the right choice?" the high-profile boy said in Zhang Xun's audible voice, "Little boy is popular."

Chen Linhu saw that Zhang Xun's face was dark for a moment, but it soon became clear again. He walked away without hearing anyone, and even patted Chen Linhu on the shoulder when he passed by.

"It's okay." Zhang Xun said, "It's a guest."

Chen Linhu felt like a thunderbolt was buried in his heart, which was obviously exploding, but it was not clear.

He understood what it meant almost immediately from Zhang Xun's strong hands and the six characters. This book cafe is next to the school, and most of the customers are students. It really makes this man hang up on the forum. It's not a good thing after all.Zhang Xun didn't want to cause trouble for the boss.

Unlike Chen Linhu's temper that explodes at this point, Zhang Xun always thinks about more things along the way.

Chen Linhu understood, but Chen Linhu couldn't understand.

He sat back on his seat with his mouth closed, didn't speak to Zhou Zhuangzhuang and the others, but moved the half-eaten French fries to the edge of the table, and sat down with his legs crossed.

After 10 [-] minutes, the high-profile boy at the table at the back waited for all the things they had given them, and then stood up with the girl and walked out. When passing by Chen Linhu's table, he tripped over Chen Linhu's open foot and touched the table without standing still. The french fries on the side fell off and sprinkled Chen Linhu's feet.

The high-profile boy scolded before he could stand still: "You idiot, you're looking for a hit with your legs stretched so long!"

I saw Chen Linhu leaning back with folded arms, leaning on the back of the chair and looking at him, with no expression on his scarred face.

"How did you walk?" Chen Linhu said under the bewildered eyes of Zhou Zhuangzhuang and the others, with a flat voice, "You've thrown my shoes on. Do you know how much my shoes cost?"

Just as Zhang Xun came out from behind the counter to send Ding Yule out, he heard commotions from a long distance away.

He stared blankly at Chen Linhu, then at the pair of basketball shoes on Chen Linhu's feet.

I know, there are [-] pairs on a certain treasure and free shipping.

Old Chen bought it cheap and had already publicized it in the entire family courtyard the day he bought it.