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Chapter 12(2/2)

Not to mention how capable you are, it is mainly shameless.

Even the grandma, who has been invincible all her life, generally would not make trouble with Liang Bing.

In the first year of junior high school, I felt that I was quite unlucky. I met Liang Bing at school and could still meet him when I was over.

Liang Bing didn't go far away, and his range of activities was just at home. It was probably his safe area. If he left this area, he might be cleaned up by others.

In short, when I was over at noon, I wanted to go back from the small street in front of Yan Hang’s house in the first year of junior high school. It was the closest way he went home. He usually walked here. As soon as he arrived at the intersection, he saw Liang Bing swaying on the road.

Fortunately, my back was turned to this side and I didn’t see him. Chuyi had to walk forward and go back a long way.

As a result, after a round trip, I just arrived at the intersection, I saw Liang Bing roaming towards me again.

Is this a street patrol?

"Ah!" Chu Yi shouted in a low voice with some annoyance, and could only turn around again.

When he returned to the street, he was a little angry.

He no longer had the idea of ​​going home for dinner, so he took out his cell phone and called his mother.

"There is something in school, I'll do it at noon..." He was interrupted by his mother before he finished speaking.

"Okay, I know, I won't come back to have a meal, right?" said my mother. "When I come back in the afternoon, do you still have money there?"

"Yes." said the first day of the junior high school.

"Your dad is at home today. When you come back, you ask your dad to give you the noodles money." said my mom.

"Oh." Chu Yi responded.

After calling, he lost his target. After wandering around the street for a while, he crossed the bridge and wanted to eat a bowl of noodles.

After walking two steps, he stopped. Yan Hang should be working in a Western restaurant here?

He suddenly felt a little excited. While walking in, he took out his cell phone and sent a message to Yan Hang.

-Which Western restaurant you work for?

After waiting for a long time, Yan Hang didn't reply to him. He looked at the time and suddenly realized that it was the time to eat, and Yan Hang was probably busy.

He suddenly felt a little embarrassed, so he put his phone back in his pocket and walked along the way.

Not long after, I saw a Western restaurant with a sign that was hiring at the door.

He stopped and looked in. It should be this one? But he didn't see Yan Hang.

He hesitated for a moment, leaned against a tree next to him, and continued to look inside.

In just two or three minutes, a person came out. I didn't dare to look at my face in the first day of the New Year, for fear that if a waiter saw him sticking here for a long time, I came to ask.

"Go in?" the man walked to him and asked.

"Ah." Chu Yi raised his head when he heard this sound.

Yan Hang wore a restaurant uniform, black background and red edges, and apron.

The uniforms are very ugly and they can compete with their school uniforms, but Yan Hang is very pleasant to wear.

"Please treat you to dinner," Yan Hang turned his head, "Come."

Junyi followed him into the restaurant.

Very fragrant.

The whole restaurant is filled with the aroma of food, the aroma of roasted snacks, the aroma of coffee, and the aroma of various steaks, pork chops, and the aroma of meat from lamb chops.

This is his first time entering a Western restaurant.

Last year, my aunt wanted to take him to eat Western food, but my mother refused to let him go. In the end, my aunt had to pack two steaks for him.

Grandma scolded all night while eating.

I took a few bites carefully, but I didn’t taste the taste.

"Sit here," Yan Hang took him to the corner by the window, "Wait for me."

"Yan Hang," Chuyi called him, "Have you got off work?"

"It's time to get off work, and I'll take turns to eat now," said Yan Hang, "Sit here to wait for me."

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

Yan Hang walked away, but he was still a little nervous. There were a few tables of customers in the store, all of whom were eating and chatting in a low voice, looking very high-end.

He sat here in his torn school uniform, and no matter how he looked, he seemed to have entered the wrong door.

Fortunately, Yan Hang came over soon, holding a pizza and two drinks in his hand.

In the first year of junior high school, he quickly stood up and prepared to go over and pick him up.

"Sit down," said Yan Hang, putting the pizza and drinks on the table, "There is no door in the kitchen, do you still want to go in and wash the dishes?"

"Okay, okay." Chu Yi smiled and sat back on the chair.

"I asked you for a steak," said Yan Hang, "It will be fine in a while. What juice do you want?"

"Jue'er?" Chu Yi was stunned and looked at the drink in front of him, "Isn't there any, there is Ju'er?"

"Black pepper," Yan Hang laughed, "I like black pepper juice."

In the first day of the Chinese New Year, he still didn't come back to his senses until Yan Hang walked away with a smile that he realized that he was talking about the juice poured on the steak.

While waiting for the steak, he saw Yan Hang serving two tables of guests.

Very good looking.

Yan Hang's movements were very natural, but each movement was handsome. He even saw a young lady at a table taking out her cell phone and taking photos.

Chuyi felt very inspired, so he took out his cell phone.

When he saw Yan Hang coming with a pallet covered with a large lid, he pointed his phone at Yan Hang in a hidden way.

but.

It was not until Yan Hang walked up to him that the shutter of his phone clicked.

I took a huge blurry white lid.

However, compared to the failed secret photography, the click of the phone is the most depressing thing about Chu Yi.

"Do you want to shoot me or steak?" Yan Hang lifted the lid and glanced at him, and the smile on his lips could hardly be suppressed.

"You," Chuyi looked at the steak, "No, no, no, no, no, no."

"You should change your phone," Yan Hang poured the black pepper sauce on the steak and sat down. "My dad has a phone I just changed, and it's been a year since he used it. Why don't you use it?"

"I, there is," said Chuyi, "new."

Yan Hang looked at him.

"Ping, where is Apple," Chu Yi sighed, "I didn't dare to give it to you because my aunt gave it to you. My mother knows it."

"Then your mother didn't say anything when you got your shoes back last time. You won't let a new phone be used?" Yan Hang said.

"Little, aunty, no." Chuyi looked at the steak.

"Your steak," Yan Hang picked up a piece of pizza, "Let's eat pizza together."

We both.

Together.

I suddenly felt a very comfortable warmth in the first day of the junior high school.

After finishing warming, I remembered: "You don't want to eat...you can't eat, are you full?"

"You are talking about tongue twisters," Yan Hang smiled, "I am in a bad mood today and can't eat anything, so you can eat it."

"Oh." Chu Yi hesitated and picked up the knife and fork.

I have watched how the knife and fork are used on TV, but this is the first time I have poked it like this. He cut it carefully, afraid that he would accidentally throw the meat to Yan Hang.

Yan Hang will also have times when he is in a bad mood.

Then, Yan Hang, who is free and careless, will be in a bad mood?

"What's wrong with you?" Chu Yi asked in a low voice.

"I'll chat with my dad tonight," said Yan Hang.

Chu Yi looked at him with a piece of meat, but he didn't understand.

"You want to know some things, but you are afraid of knowing them," Yan Hang said while eating pizza. "It's best not to know, but I really don't know and feel that life is not real. If you know, it may be all false."

Chu Yi was stunned for a long time but couldn't understand what Yan Hang was saying: "You speak Chinese and Chinese, and you can speak the same as English and English."

"Damn," Yan Hang smiled, "Illiterate."

"I'm in the middle of the year," said Chu Yi, "Illiterate."

Yan Hang smiled so hard that he leaned on the back of the chair for a long time without stopping.

When Chuyi looked at him, he thought Yan Hang looked very good when he smiled and looked very happy.
Chapter completed!
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