When picking up lunch, Mo Shangyun specially asked for a glass of water, then found a place to sit down, and slowly ate the lunch in five minutes.
In fact, the food in the cooking class was not very good. Mo Shangyun even suspected that they did it on purpose. Sometimes the rice was cooked like porridge, and sometimes it was cooked like a stone. All in all, there was never a "just right" time. .
The same is true of vegetables. Except for the first few days, they are normal. The more you go to the later, the more casual you will be. There is no one time when the saltiness is accurate. Even a vegetable can be fried. Cooking, there is no taste at all, I don't know how many people privately complain about the taste of the cooking class.
Today, the cooking class is afraid of becoming more and more passive and sabotage, and the food is hard to swallow.
However, because of the time, all the students frowned and put the food into their mouths, but they didn't dare to complain halfway.
After finishing the meal, Mo Shangyun exhaled and drank the rest of the water.
"Ah, I'm poisoned—"
Ren Yu passed by with a plate in his hand, exaggerated and shouted in the middle of the way, and then squatted down with a twisted face covering his chest.
Mo Shangjun glanced at him lightly, and then said, "Yan return, collect the corpse."
"okay!"
Yan Gui, who had long finished eating and was waiting for her, immediately stood up from her seat, turned over on an empty table, and came to Xi Jing Ren Yu.
Ren Yu immediately restrained his special expression and said, "Hey, just kidding."
"hey-hey."
Yan Gui smiled at him twice, then forcibly dragged Ren Yu away.
Because Ren Yu was struggling desperately, Yan Jin also stood up and carried Yan Gui away with Yan Gui.
However, before going out, the three of them happened to meet two cooks who came in from outside.
The two cooks originally planned to go directly to the operation room, but when they saw the scene of two people coercing one person, they paused subconsciously.
At this moment, Ren Yu stood up straight on the ground, and then looked at Yan Gui.
"Ah, I'm poisoned—" Yan Gui imitated Ren Yu's contrived appearance, clutching his chest and screaming in pain.
Soon, Ren Yu also collapsed, "There is poison in the rice - brothers, you must avenge me - ah!"
Yan Jinchao stayed silent for two seconds, and finally let go of Ren Yu, just as if he didn't know Ren Yu and Yan Gui, he walked past them both with a serious look and went out the door all the way.
With his posture, he wished to write the words "I don't know them" from the top of his head to his feet.
A bunch of people left in the cafeteria: "… "
Passing cook: "..."
This kind of drama scene, they are too young to resist.
At this moment, the cooking squad leader, who felt humiliated, rushed out with a spoon and angrily shouted at the two of them: "What are you doing, believe it or not, I will complain to your Yan team, saying that you dislike the food we cook?! Believe it or not, we will strike. , so that you can't even eat poison!"
After being roared by the head of the cooking class, Yan Gui and Ren Yu immediately became honest.
Can't be bothered, can't be bothered...
The two bowed their hands to the cooking squad leader in admiration, and then left together.
Everyone in the cafeteria looked like they were watching a play, and silently retracted their gazes.
However, they didn't stay for long, because the lunch time was over, and the squad leader of the cooking team was waving the spoon directly and bombarded people.
Mo Shangyun, who was "boomed" out of the cafeteria for the first time in the army, looked rather solemn, but when she wanted to "rectify" the two troublemakers, they had already gone somewhere.
Mo Shangyun could only give up.
During the noon break, you can see a rare sight at the training ground today—most of the students are not doing their own training, but are gnashing their teeth to complete the prescribed training.
Mo Shangyun and the others, who went to eat after training, were unusually leisurely at this moment, and only after swaying to attract a lot of hatred on the training ground, did they do their own thing.
When the lunch break was about to end, Yan Hanyu came over to look for Yan Gui.
It's New Year's Eve, and there are a lot of things at home. Since the mobile phone can communicate freely now, Yan Hanyu made a phone call with the family. During the period, most of the things revolved around Yan Gui, and there were a lot of things to tell Yan Gui, so Yan Hanyu simply came over directly.
No matter what they talked about, Yan Gui was very happy, so let Yan Hanyu tell the story one by one, and the mood was good.
Even after Yan Hanyu was about to explain the matter, Yan Gui noticed Chai Xinyan who had been lingering nearby, and gave Chai Xinyan one more look.
Chai Xinyan also took this opportunity and hurried over.
"Yan returns."
With a nervous mood, Chai Xinyan first greeted Yan Gui generously, and then after approaching, she smoothly turned her attention to Yan Hanyu.
After a two-second pause, Chai Xinyan shouted to Yan Hanyu, "Brother Han."
"… "
Hearing this title, Yan Hanyu frowned tightly.
—How can a student call an instructor like that? !
Yan Gui noticed that Yan Hanyu was angry, and thought that this was a thousand miles away, so he kindly explained to him, "She is Uncle Chai's daughter."
"Yeah." Yan Hanyu responded coldly, but said, "Mo Shangyun also called me 'Instructor Yan', so pay attention in the future."
One sentence made the atmosphere chat to death.
Yan Hanyu had a little impression of Chai Xinyan, and also knew Chai Xinyan's origin, but what he cared about was the name of the occasion.
Even Yan Gui called him "instructor".
However, there is no comparison between the younger brothers, so Mo Shangyun, who is both "the daughter of an acquaintance", is more suitable to compare with Chai Xinyan.
However, when these words fell into Chai Xinyan's ears, their taste changed.
—It’s all right, comparing with Mo Shangyun, are you interested in Mo Shangyun
"Okay." Chai Xinyan nodded in embarrassment and said embarrassedly, "I will pay attention to it in the future, Instructor Yan."
"Well, learn more from Mo Shangyun." Yan Hanyu explained with a serious face, like a teacher's tone to his classmates.
Yan Gui: "… "
Chai Xinyan: "..." Why can't every sentence be separated from Mo Shangyun? !
082. New Year's [Two] Nao Nao Nao [four more]