Teacher Zhao said something again, and everyone started walking around again and started eating.
Wang Qingping brought another thermos bucket he had prepared in front of Teacher Zhao.
"Are you going to cook a small stove for the teacher alone?"
Teacher Zhao had a smile on his face.
"Teacher, if your stomach is not good, just drink some porridge."
Wang Qingying unscrewed the lid of the thermos bucket and handed the spoon to Teacher Zhao.
"Um!"
Teacher Zhao was very happy and took a bite with a spoon.
As expected, it is smooth in the mouth and has a fresh flavor.
"This is... seafood porridge?"
Teacher Zhao was a little unsure. From the outside, it looked like a bowl of white porridge, but when it tasted, the taste was full of umami.
It simply gives people the feeling of being in the ocean, instantly turning them into a little fish, just wandering in the ocean. (The author Jun Shijizhiling has seen too much! Haha!)
"yes!"
Wang Qingying nodded.
"Oh, it must be difficult to make this. The food is not so fishy, but still so delicious. It's really not easy."
Teacher Zhao couldn't stop eating. While she was eating, her eyes were already narrowed.
"not bad!"
Wang Qingqing saw Teacher Zhao's expression of enjoyment here, and he was very satisfied.
As a cook, I definitely hope that the dishes I cook will be liked by others. Teacher Zhao's expression now greatly satisfies her.
Wang Qingying has always been very grateful to Teacher Zhao and will leave soon.
After that, I don’t know when we can meet.
Wang Qingqing was always by her side, talking to her.
Finally, the party has come to an end.
After everyone said goodbye, they all left the school one by one.
Wang Qingqing was walking on the road with the lunch box in his hand. The expression on his face was also very happy. He didn't know why, but he was in a very good mood.
After all, we have reached this point, and the tasks that follow will become easier and easier.
For Wang Qingqing, campus life is indeed the most relaxing.
Wang Qingying was walking, and suddenly he felt someone following him behind him. From the sound of his voice, it didn't sound like he was alone.
Wang Qingming knew who was following her without looking back.
Her pace did not slow down, she was still walking. Suddenly, the steps behind her started to become anxious.
After a while, she was surrounded by people.
"Wang Qingping, come and have a talk with us!?"
Li Jiao looked at her with strong hatred in her eyes.
I hit her two years ago and got into trouble, and until now I haven't had a chance.
However, her family did not allow her to do anything so recklessly, but none of her strategies succeeded.
So now, Li Jiao has no choice but to give Wan Qing'an a good beating, as long as no one is hurt.
If I didn't hit her, she would really be... suffocating herself to death.
Now that we have reached this point, we always have to take a breath.
Wang Qingying didn't say anything and followed them towards the alley on one side.
In the end, the place she walked to was the same place she had traveled through before.
After stopping, Wang Qingqing silently glanced around. Damn, it was next to the garbage dump again. Do these people dare to go further