Qin Lang saw this piece of news, and he really admired this newspaper reporter. Qin Lang always thought that fantasy writers were the most imaginative writers, but now he knows that he was wrong, and these journalists are the most imaginative A group of powerful writers, because they can completely bring together irrelevant things, and they can speak clearly and logically.
Who got rid of the remnants of the Qinghuan Gang in Baiping Mountain? It was Qin Lang! But what the newspaper said had nothing to do with Qin Lang, and the words "unknown hero" didn't even appear, and Wu Wenxiang didn't do anything about it, but the newspaper said it was his. Credit, and it is not a small credit!
Qin Lang had no choice but to throw this rubbish newspaper aside.
"What's the matter, are you still in mood after treating you to breakfast?" Tao Ruoxiang thought that Qin Lang was angry with her, after all, she played a trick and deprived Qin Lang of a romantic dinner that he expected.
"No, I'm not that stingy, it's the news in this newspaper, it's so f***ing fantasy!" Qin Lang snorted, "No wonder it can't be sold!"
"Don't worry, even if they can't sell it, they won't go bankrupt. Think about it, the newspaper is the mouthpiece of politics, will you let your own mouthpiece rot?" Tao Ruoxiang laughed.
"That's true." Qin Lang nodded, "Since it's a mouthpiece, of course I'm going to try my best to promote my master. It's rare for me. By the way, Aunt Tao, since it's the weekend, why don't you go home?"
"Stop your mouth with fried dough sticks!" Tao Ruoxiang didn't seem to want to answer this question, just at this time the fried dough sticks were already fried, so Tao Ruoxiang picked up one and stuffed it into Qin Lang's mouth.
It's just that a fried dough stick can't fill Qin Lang's stomach. This guy really doesn't waste his quota at all. Even if he eats breakfast, he must eat it to a high standard. Ten deep-fried dough sticks, and after eating, they said they were just at the bottom.
"Hey, Qin Lang, is it okay for you? Don't force yourself to ruin your stomach." Tao Ruoxiang was not worried about her own money, but worried that Qin Lang would ruin her stomach. After all, eating ten fried dough sticks is no joke.
"It's just ten fried dough sticks, I don't feel it at all." Qin Lang smiled calmly, "Have you never seen fried dough sticks? Don't look at how big the fried dough sticks are after they are fried, but they are actually only the size of a finger. It’s just small noodles, this is its essence, don’t be fooled by its inflated state.”
When she heard "expansion", Tao Ruoxiang couldn't help but blushed slightly, because for some reason, she remembered that Qin Lang was also in the state of "expansion" in her dormitory earlier, even through the pants, she still felt scary , at least a lot older than the men in the few island movies she had peeked at. She couldn't help but feel that Japanese women are really sad.
"Teacher Tao, what are you in a daze for?" Seeing Tao Ruoxiang's blushing face in deep thought, Qin Lang couldn't help asking.
"I didn't think about anything." Tao Ruoxiang said in a panic. Of course, she couldn't let Qin Lang know what she was thinking just now. "If we are full, let's go."
"Who says I'm full?" Qin Lang said with a smile, "Teacher Tao, do you think it's so easy to get rid of me? You have a good idea. Anyway, you promised to treat me to a meal, as long as I'm not full, If you don’t eat well, you can’t end this meal, so I’m with you now. I’m going to keep eating here until you realize your mistake!”
"Hehe, you're playing a rascal, right?" Tao Ruoxiang smiled lightly, then turned her head and said to the shop owner, "Boss, use all your strength to fry, and give him as much as you want, I don't believe he can still eat a cow!"
"Okay!" The store owner was eager to hear these words, anyway, as long as someone pays the bill.
Pazi~
The owner of the store really went all out to fry, and soon delivered more than a dozen fried dough sticks.
"Eat, let me see how much you can eat!" Tao Ruoxiang snorted softly, her tone slightly provocative.
"Don't give me a chance to admit my mistake? Okay, I'll convince you today!" After speaking, Qin Lang picked up a deep-fried dough stick, ate it unhurriedly, and then picked up a second fried dough stick. root.
Then comes the third root, the fourth root...the tenth root...
Time passed slowly, and the fried dough sticks on the plate in front of Qin Lang went and came again.
Although the owner of the store tried his best to fry, but as the number of people eating gradually increased, some of them couldn't supply Qin Lang's food at the speed that Qin Lang could eat, and Qin Lang was like the reincarnation of ancient gluttony, eating one as soon as he came, it seemed that he would never eat it. Will be full. Tao Ruoxiang didn't believe Qin Lang's words at first, but with Qin Lang's performance, she became surprised and then horrified.
Although middle school boys can generally eat it, Tao Ruoxiang didn't expect Qin Lang to be able to eat it to such an extent. If he continues to eat like this, the meal may not be over until noon. Moreover, as more and more people eat breakfast, many people have begun to notice Qin Lang and Tao Ruoxiang, especially Tao Ruoxiang, as a beautiful teacher in No. 7 Middle School, there are almost no students who do not know her. A student eating breakfast here will inevitably have some reverie, and even whisper a few words.
The content of the discussion is naturally the most sensitive teacher-student relationship.
For these arguments, Qin Lang accepted them calmly. Anyway, Sima Zhaozhi's intentions for his current plans for Tao Ruoxiang were almost known to everyone, so Qin Lang did not intend to hide himself at all. But Tao Ruoxiang is a teacher after all, she knows the truth that people's words are scary, so she had to bow her head to Qin Lang: "Qin Lang... just eat enough."
"That's not okay, just eat a few fried sticks. I don't believe that I can make you poor, Teacher Tao." Qin Lang shook his head and picked up another fried stick.
"Cuckoo!~"
At this moment, Qin Lang's stomach growled a few times.
Tao Ruoxiang thought that Qin Lang's stomach was spoiled by eating, so she couldn't help but covered her mouth and smiled, and looked at Qin Lang gloatingly: "Look, did you spoil your stomach? Don't eat so much, you have to hold on!"
"Teacher Tao, are you gloating?" Qin Lang asked with a smile. ,
"To tell you the truth, teacher, I really have a little bit." Tao Ruoxiang didn't hide it, and said half-jokingly, "Let's go, go to the infirmary to get some medicine to help digestion. Sigh, you are an adult anyway, why don't you You don’t have any common sense at all. Don’t you know that overeating is very bad for your health? You think you can keep eating until the teacher regrets it. You’re so naive... Okay, let’s not talk about you, I’ll go to pay the bill, Let's go now."
"etc-"
Qin Lang stopped Tao Ruoxiang from paying the bill, and under Tao Ruoxiang's surprised eyes, he easily ate the last fritters on the plate, and then urged the boss, "Boss, what's wrong with you, I'm eating alone, and you can't even supply it What!"
Afterwards, Qin Lang said to Tao Ruoxiang in a serious manner: "Teacher Tao, you may have misunderstood. In fact, I didn't have a bad stomach just now, but I was hungry. Besides, I still have a few months before I turn eighteen, so strictly Say, I am not an adult yet. Of course, my psychology and physiology have actually reached the adult standard."
Tao Ruoxiang was dumbfounded when she heard this. She really couldn't believe that Qin Lang could continue to eat. Is this guy's stomach a bottomless pit? Or is he a robot at all