When Jiang Juan and Xie Jingxian came out, they saw that the open space in front of the tent was already full of people.
Organize the team and lead the teacher to lead them to the teaching point. Jiang Juan glanced at the opposite side, the students of Mingyang High School were also queuing up, looking at the direction they were going, it was obvious that they were going to the same place.
The teaching point is about the same distance from Jincheng High School and Mingyang High School, and you can see it as soon as you look up. It is on the other side of the lake, and it is just in the shape of a triangle with Jincheng High School and Mingyang High School.
Before approaching, a boy took a breath and said, "It smells so good, have you smelled it?"
Someone responded: "Well, I smell the smell of barbecue, it seems to be grilled lamb chops!"
"I can even smell the roast duck!"
"There seems to be sweet bread."
The students were very excited. They set off early in the morning. It was already past twelve noon and they were already hungry. Now they smell the aroma of food, and they are all salivating.
When they arrived at the place, they saw a few long tables in the camp. The tables were full of delicacies. In addition to stir-fried vegetables, there were also fruit breads, which were very rich.
Students from Jincheng High School and Mingyang High School sat at two tables. The atmosphere was a bit noisy, but everyone was in a good mood.
They are all young people. Although the students of the two schools sit in two places, it does not hinder their communication. Soon there will be tables.
The atmosphere at the scene seemed to be happy and harmonious, Xiao Yang sighed while eating the delicious food, and looked worried: "This lunch is so sumptuous, I have an ominous premonition that our life will definitely not be easy in the next few days .”
Wang Tuo was communicating with the classmate on the right, when he heard that he took a lamb chop and stuffed it into Xiao Yang's mouth: "I can't stop your mouth if you eat it."
The lamb chops were grilled extremely well, golden on both sides, sprinkled with cumin, chili, and a handful of white sesame seeds.
Xiao Yang took a bite and almost swallowed his tongue, but this did not prevent him from speaking. He said to Wang Tuo, "Brother Tuo, what do you think?"
Wang Tuo saw that Xiao Yang's food was so delicious, so he also took a piece of lamb chops and ate it. He said, "It's definitely difficult for us, so we need to worry about it?"
After speaking, Jiang Juan and Xie Jingxian rushed to the opposite side and said, "What do you think?"
Jiang Juan hummed and motioned them to look at the tent next to them.
The tent was not far from them, the door was opened at a corner, and various ingredients placed inside could be seen, as well as pots, pans, and various condiments.
Xiao Yang hesitated: "Is that...the ingredients?"
He didn't know what to think, and showed an unacceptable expression, "It won't be what I think, right?"
A girl next to her nodded deeply: "Do you usually watch variety shows and novels? According to the general routine, this ingredient is likely to be processed by ourselves."
Xiao Yang covered his face with one hand: "No, I don't accept it. I don't know how to cook."
After a while, he thought of something, put down his hands, and looked expectantly at the girl beside him. The girl said: "Don't look at me, I won't either."
Another person raised his hand: "I can cook some home-cooked dishes, stir-fried shredded potatoes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, etc."
"Okay." Wang Tuo said with a smile: "At that time, let's take potatoes, eggs and tomatoes. The requirements are not high, as long as we don't starve to death."
Others echoed: "That's right."
Jiang Juan, who knew the plot, watched their discussion in full swing, and smiled in his heart, it's good to be young, innocent and cute.
Do you think that ingredients and cooking utensils can be freely chosen by you
Soon, the speed of chopsticks movement slowed down, and the girls put down their chopsticks and wiped their mouths with paper towels, obviously full.
Seeing that the students had almost eaten, the teachers sitting at another table got up and walked over.
Jincheng High School and Mingyang High School attached great importance to this winter camp, and each selected talented and prestigious teachers to follow them.
The leader teacher of Jincheng High School is Chen Yun, a senior teacher. Chen Yun is in his fifties, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, and he has a strong bookish air. When he speaks, he speaks in a slow voice, giving people an amiable feeling. His assistants are a few strong young teachers in their thirties.
The name of the leading teacher of Mingyang High School is Lei Hu, in his early forties, over 1.8 meters tall, with a strong body but serious, he is not easy to mess with.
At this time, Chen Yun and Lei Hu stood between the two long tables of Jincheng High School and Mingyang High School. One looks like a smiling Buddha, and the other looks like a cold-faced god. It's interesting to match them together.
Chen Yun clapped his hands, and waited for the students to look over quietly, before he said with a smile: "How is the food, students? Are you satisfied?"
If such a rich lunch is not satisfactory, it will be too difficult to serve. The students answered that they were satisfied, especially satisfied.
The smile on Chen Yun's face became even more gentle, and he nodded: "Okay, then let's talk about the rules of this winter camp friendship game."
The rules of this friendship match are very simple.
Ten people form a group, and students from the two schools are divided into 20 groups. After each class, there will be a questioning session. Those with high scores will give priority to choosing ingredients, cooking utensils, and condiments for cooking. As for those with low scores, they can only pick the ingredients left by others.
The students who were selected to participate in the winter camp all had their own pride, and they would never allow themselves to be left behind. After listening to Chen Yun's words, they were instantly motivated.
Some students asked: "Teacher, when will the class start?"
Lei Hu, who had been silent all this time, said: "Half an hour later." He pointed to an open space behind him: "The teaching place is there."
The students nodded, indicating that they understood. They discussed that there was still half an hour of rest time, so why not go around and see what is interesting, so that they can have fun when they are not in class.
Just when the students were about to leave for free activities, Lei Hu stopped them.
The students left with a pause, and looked over in confusion: "Teacher, is there anything else?"
Lei Hu pointed to the mess on the long table: "Clean up before leaving."
The students blinked, all a little dazed, should they clean up these things
Unlike Lei Hu, Chen Yun is a cold-faced god. He dropped an order without even explaining it. Chen Yun pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said with a smile: "You will all be adults soon, and you will naturally have to deal with the stalls you left behind. tidy."
He said kindly, "Is there any problem?"
Meeting Chen Yun's smiling eyes, the students present were deeply ashamed. This is indeed what they should do. Why do they take it for granted that someone else will clean up for them
This winter camp fellowship, as the teacher said, not only imparts knowledge, but also cultivates their hands-on ability.
Both Jincheng and the students of Mingyang High School, after realizing this, began to look forward to this five-day and four-night winter camp.
The students began to clean up the leftovers on the long table, but most of them were the ones who didn't touch the spring water with their fingers.
Most of these students have nannies in their homes. Even if no one is hired to clean up the house, their parents will take care of everything in an orderly manner. Their task is to study, and they don't need to intervene in housework.
In the camp, the sound of dishes breaking was heard from time to time, and some people accidentally cut their hands on the broken tiles, and yelled at the teacher for Band-Aids.
The camp was in such a mess that it looked like a disaster scene.
In winter, the water is cold, and the boys spontaneously take up the job of washing dishes, while the work of cleaning the dishes is left to the girls.
Jiang Juan squatted in an open space, with a large basin filled with water in front of him, and a stack of dishes in his hand. Jiang Juan took a new dish towel from a classmate beside him, and tried the water in the basin. It was bitterly cold, and he couldn't help hissing.
The male classmates who were washing dishes next to him were in a similar situation to him. He was gasping for air while washing the dishes clumsily, but no one complained. They were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very good.
After being raised comfortably for the past few months, Jiang Juan couldn't stand the sudden exposure to such cold water. While he secretly reproached himself for being coquettish in his heart, he scrubbed the dishes with his fingers up, trying to minimize the contact area between his hands and the cold water.
A hand stretched out from the side and took away the plate he was holding. Jiang Juan let out a "hey", and when he turned his head, he saw Xie Jingxian.
Xie Jingxian also took a dish towel in his hand, and squatted down beside Jiang Juan, meeting Jiang Juan's questioning gaze, Xie Jingxian said: "Let me do it."
Jiang Juan looked at Xie Jingxian skillfully washing the dishes, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, my hands are steady and I won't drop the dishes."
Xie Jingxian paused, washed the plate in his hand and put it aside, picked up another one, and said softly, "It's not for this reason."
Jiang Juan said "Huh?", and then heard Xie Jingxian say: "The water is too cold."
Jiang Juan was taken aback, Xie Jingxian's words were nonsense, but he still understood. The water was too cold and he was not allowed to wash the dishes. Xie Jingxian was caring for him.
The corners of Jiang Juan's mouth couldn't help but twitched, and then he felt that something was wrong, so he tried to level it out and said, "The water is cold, I can't wash it, so why do you want to wash it?"
Xie Jingxian said in a low voice, "I'm used to it."
Looking at Xie Jingxian's handsome side face, the smile in Jiang Juan's eyes disappeared, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.
Since you can't say it, let's do it there.
Jiang Juan picked up another dish and started to wash it. Feeling Xie Jingxian's attention, he smiled and said, "One more person will do more work, so you can keep warm after cleaning up."
Hearing what Jiang Juan said, Xie Jingxian didn't say anything. He nodded and said, "Okay."
The students hurried and hurried, and finally cleaned up the mess they made within half an hour. They received the textbooks, and each sat down while looking for a seat.
The sun is high, and today's sunshine is especially good, and it won't be cold to sit outside in class.
More than two hundred people attended the class together, and the scene was still very spectacular. The teacher stood at the front, as if giving a speech.
The teacher is in his forties, dressed in fashionable and warm clothes, with a loudspeaker on his body, the sound can be heard far away without much effort.
The students of Jincheng High School and Mingyang High School are still sitting separately, with a corridor between them, so they are clearly separated.
Now it’s not like eating in a mess, and you can’t see who is who. After the class starts, the students are quiet, and everyone’s face is clearly displayed in the sun.
Jiang Juan looked across, Han Xingye was in the middle of the group of students opposite.