The sports meet ends at 6:30 pm. At this time, those who are willing to stay in school can study by themselves, and those who want to go home can go home.

Gu Wang pulled the strap on his head and stuffed it into his desk, while pretending to do homework in his schoolbag.

Even in the sports meet, Li Shuya had no intention of letting them go.

Chen Zhao moved quickly and ran over and lay on the windowsill next to Gu Wang, "Eat hot pot and eat hot pot!"

Gu Wang glanced at him, "Don't it matters nothing you eat?"

Chen Zhao was stunned, "Didn't we agree?"

Gu Wang couldn't help laughing, Chen Zhao reminisced about how Gu Wang was teasing himself and rushed over to pinch Gu Wang's face.

Almost all the people in the class have not left yet, and half of them are left from Xi.

At this time, a person appeared in the corridor, the little brother from the school’s fruit shop.

Jinyang High School has done a good job in this regard, which is also the suggestion of students’ parents. Supermarkets not only sell snacks, but some windows sell fruits and dairy products, called for supplementing vitamins and protein.

The fruit is fresher than the outside, and nothing is more expensive than these students.

He was alone, holding transparent packaging boxes in both hands, and the two big bags looked heavy. He walked straight to Gu Wang's class and stood at the door and shouted to the branch secretary.

Wenting was confused and hadn't figured out the situation yet, so she walked to the door and asked what was going on.

The little brother put two big bags of fruit on the table beside him and handed the list to Wenting, "There are 56 boxes in total. Please confirm that each person in your class will have one box."

Wenting was stunned. She didn't understand even more, but she still looked at the list in her hand. It was for them to class, and it was fifty-six boxes. She nodded in a daze.

"It's all washed, peeled and cut. There is a fork inside. You can eat it directly. I just entered today." The little brother smiled and showed his big white teeth. When the thing was delivered, he left.

Wenting guessed that it was bought by Li Shuya. The classmate next to her also said that it was bought by Li Shuya, otherwise no one would buy cut fruit for them with such a big deal.

She asked the Sports Commission to help her send it.

Chen Zhao looked at the fruit in Gu Wang's hand and his eyes suddenly lit up. When he heard what Wen Ting said, he said with great envy, "Your class teacher, please be fine."

Gu Wang said lightly, "Which one is better to add three more test papers to you every day?"

Shen Zhao, "..."

Yue Feng came from the side and changed into a dress. The white vest was wide and big, like a gangster. He hugged Chen Zhao's neck from behind, "Brother gave it to you in the morning, why didn't you say that brother is okay?"

Chen Zhao didn't even look at it, and slapped Yue Feng in the face.

Gu Wang was too lazy to watch them, and he could fight in two minutes, and he could get better in two minutes.

After he finished packing his homework, the packing box in his hand was still iced. Gu Wang uncovered the lid, half of the cherries, and the rest were cantaloupe and black lemon.

They are absolutely sweet fruits.

Gu Wang subconsciously looked at He Qinghuan. He Qinghuan happened to zip his schoolbag and looked at Gu Wang.

They went out of the school gate together. He Qinghuan and Gu Wang walked behind. Gu Wang threw the cherries into his mouth, looked at He Qinghuan, and asked vaguely, "Did you buy it?"

He Qinghuan did not admit it directly, and he asked, "Is it delicious?"

Gu Wang hesitated for a moment, "Yes."

The smile on the corner of He Qinghuan's mouth became more obvious.

It was the most lively at 7 or 8 o'clock in the evening. The lights in the store were not very bright. The faint blue was mixed with warm pink. There was only a white lotus-shaped lamp hanging on the top of the table.

The ground was probably just cleaned and had a faint smell of soapy water.

He Qinghuan never asked Gu Wang what he liked to eat. When he ordered the dishes, he naturally ordered them, but Gu Wang liked them.

Shrimp slips, fish fillets, baby cabbage, potatoes,

Gu Wang was also a little surprised when he saw it. In fact, he would hesitate for a long time when ordering dishes himself, because he seemed to think that he liked this and that, so he ordered a lot of them, but in the end he would eat only a few.

Chen Zhao was different from Song Zhiyan. There was only wine left on a menu.

The waiter asked at least five times, "Are you sure you can finish your meal? I suggest..."

Gu Wang smiled at her and said, "Place an order."

Anyway, He Qinghuan treats guests, and adds two meals, so there is no problem.

The dishes served very quickly. Gu Wang didn't have the habit of boiling vegetables himself. He held the chopsticks and did not move. He Qinghuan glanced at him and at the beginning, all the dishes were liked by Gu Wang.

Yue Feng poured a plate of duck blood on the opposite side.

Chen Zhao immediately fryed, "Are you eating hot pot? What's the difference between you and stewing it all?" Because Yue Feng was also preparing to pour the meat, it was all the same as a whole plate.

Yue Feng silently put the plate back again.

He Qinghuan was not interested in food, just not hungry. He spent the whole process on hot vegetables for Gu Wang. After he got it, he pinched the time to catch it, and the others didn't even see the shadow.

Everyone, "..."

They should have another table.

Gu Wang was serious about eating and didn't notice these things. He was listening to Chen Zhao and Song Zhiyan's conversation. He liked this lively atmosphere.

Yue Feng asked Chen Zhao what university he wanted to take, and Chen Zhao said that he would take the university he wanted to take.

Several people looked at Gu Wang at the same time, and He Qinghuan stopped moving. He also wanted to know which university Gu Wang wanted to take.

Gu Wang wanted to take the A University entrance exam before, but A University did not have a director major. The score line with A University is S University, a special film school.

He thought about it and said slowly, "Big A or S."

Chen Zhao, "Then I can't afford the exam. I think the second pheasant school opposite A University is quite suitable for me."

Song Zhiyan, "I may be able to take the sports school entrance exam."

Gu Wang looked at him, "Sports Hospital?"

Song Zhiyan scratched his head, "Meng Ou said he likes boys who study sports."

Gu Wang, "..."

He Qinghuan picked up a piece of baby cabbage into Gu Wang's bowl and asked lightly, "Do you like acting?"

Gu Wang shook his head, "It's filming, from the script to the story being brought to the screen, I like this process."

This is the first time Gu Wang talked about what he liked in front of He Qinghuan.

He Qinghuan smiled, "It's pretty good."

Why can't Gu Wang stay with him?

I guess I was full. The boy put down his chopsticks and drank in small sips of sour plum juice. He said with some worries, "But the score line is too high."

The total score is 75, and the score line of these two schools is 700, so they almost wrote the six words "We only need elites" to the school gate.

Yue Feng was looking for tripe in the pot and said, "Ahuan has good grades. If you ask Ahuan to tutor you, there will be no problem. The exams I had to take before when I went abroad to study in high school were all Ahuan Fu."

Gu Wang said just that, he should be able to pass the exam, just to consolidate his identity as a poor student. His grades were so poor before, and suddenly he said he wanted to take the A-level and S-level exam, and it would not be possible not to step on himself.

Just be a poor student and speak loudly without knowing the world.

But when he asked for help from He Qinghuan, Gu Wang never thought that he could do it himself.

He Qinghuan didn't say anything, Yue Feng put his tripe into Chen Zhao's bowl, looked at him, and urged, "Ah Huan, right? You take the exam with you, Gu Wang's chances of passing the exam are still higher."

He Qinghuan then nodded, very perfunctorily, as if he was impatient to deal with it.

Yue Feng's sudden mention made He Qinghuan realize that one day Gu Wang would leave him, and he would go to other schools and meet other friends...

The lamp on the table was very bright, it was an incandescent lamp. He Qinghuan's long-eyed eyes covered a faint shadow. He didn't say much later, either uh or not responding.

A new table came to the table next to them, and they were also young people. The waiter in the aisle walked past them with a freshly served soup pot.

The ground was very slippery. Several customers almost fell down before. After reporting to the front desk, they dragged it over again. They had not yet had sex, and there were many people coming and going, so they still looked the same as before.

The waiter was a boy. When he was walking to Gu Wang, his left foot slid out and he fell backwards. He rushed forward in a hurry and poured a pot of soup into Gu Wang directly.

The seat was a sofa, which was not moved, and Gu Wang had no place to hide. He Qinghuan was in the inside and he reacted quickly. He was half-closed and listening to Gu Wang and the others. When the waiter came over and slid his feet, he noticed it.

He leaned over from the side and stood in front of Gu Wang.

A pot of soup base was poured on He Qinghuan's back, and only a few drops splashed on Gu Wang's face and others.

He Qinghuan is now steaming, but no one can laugh.

Except for himself.

He raised his hand and wiped the soup off Gu Wang's face and said softly, "I said I'll let you sit inside."

Yue Feng reacted first. He stood up, took a bottle of mineral water from the bottom of the freezer next to him, and twisted it onto He Qinghuan.

He didn't say anything and had a calm face.

The hot pot soup base is rolled out, and it is only early autumn now. They are all dressed thinly, splashed on their bodies, and even scars may be left.

This is the second time that He Qinghuan has blocked Gu Wang.

Gu Wang raised his eyes, shocked and panicked in his eyes, and he said, "Are you okay?"

How could it be fine? He Qinghuan's face turned pale, like a piece of paper.

Fortunately, it is clear soup. The noodle soup has less oil and is easy to dissipate the temperature. If it is red oil, the oil can lock in the temperature.
To be continued...