Shan Qiye: "..."

Feel offended.

Mao Junyu raised half of his eyebrows, and Shan Qiye picked up the barbecue and bit the oily pieces of meat on it, chewing slowly.

As if he was the one who bit him, he didn't continue to provoke anymore, Mao Junyu shook the flesh and said, "He is very good at studying, and he is also the number one in their city."

With that said, Mao Junyu folded his hands and said like a prayer, "You will be the most dangerous in your next age~"

After listening for a long time without hearing any important points, Shan Qiye said a little bored: "I don't care about that."

Mao Junyu shook his head, and asked sternly, "Do you still remember how many marks you scored in the entrance exam?"

Shan Qiye said, "Remember, it's seven points away."

"Qin Yimu has a full score."

"……what?"

"Not a single point."

Shan Qiye raised his eyebrows. The points he deducted were in mathematics and Chinese. It wasn't a big deal, but he deducted some points from composition and mathematics. Let's not mention mathematics for the time being. It is very difficult to get full marks in Chinese. .

The composition may get high marks, but it is impossible to get full marks. Even if there are, it is definitely very few.

Shan Qiye was a little curious, what kind of composition Qin Yimu wrote.

Mao Junyu added: "It is said that the compositions written by Qin Yimu during his junior high school years have been compiled into a complete book "Composition Writing for Junior High School Students" and published, and the sales are not bad."

"Why do you pay so much attention to others?" Shan Qiye took two bites of meat skewers, "It's better to improve your academic performance than anything else."

When Mao Junyu heard the words, he laughed twice, "My mother always thought that the people I played with were not good people, and would not let me play with them, only you, standing out under my mother's heavy checks, you know why ?"

"Why?" Shan Qiye said casually, and immediately realized that it was wrong. Looking at Mao Junyu's half-smile eyes, he knew that it was not a good thing, "You don't need to say it, I don't want to know."

"Haha, you talk the same as my mother!" Mao Junyu didn't care about that, he clapped the table and laughed wildly: "My mother thinks you and her are the same age hahahaha!"

Shan Qiye: "..."

A plate of cold vegetables is on your head.

The two chatted while eating, and the dishes and skewers on the table also went down a lot without knowing it. Compared with meat, cold dishes went down faster.

Shan Qiye wiped his mouth and asked him, "Are you full?"

Fatty touched his bulging belly and burped, and gestured at him.

Shan Qiye nodded, raised his hand and said, "Waiter, pay the bill."

The waiter on the side glanced over here, as if confirming their table number, took their table's menu from the table and walked over.

Qin Yimu came out from the small door on the left and just reached out to take the menu from the waiter. The waiter was stunned for a while. Their salary is paid monthly, it doesn't matter if you work hard or not, and there will be no single table. Commission, Qin Yimu helping him to checkout can be regarded as helping him reduce the workload.

The waiter was happy and turned around to open a beer.

Qin Yimu walked to the table, handed him the menu, looked at the table full of unfinished dishes and asked, "Package?"

Shan Qiye signed his name at the end of the menu and said casually, "Pretend to be a vacuum."

Qin Yimu put the remaining string in a large plate.

It takes a lot of time to draw vacuum, and you have to fold the sign, otherwise it will break through the plastic outside.

Mao Junyu slipped a little and sat on the chair.

Shan Qiyi saw him like this, and suddenly remembered that something was strange, so he asked, "Do you know who Qin Yimu provokes?"

"what?"

Seeing his face blank, Shan Qiyi just wanted to repeat it, and suddenly the "哢", the slender fingers were put on the empty plate in front of him with the fruit plate.

The tidy and clean nails are just like the painting. The cuffs are meticulous with the cuffs, and the folds on the white sleeves are a bit cold.

Shan Qi looked up at him, Qin Yimu slowly loosened his hands, his deep eyes glanced at him slowly, and he returned to the room again without staying.

"Well." Mao Junyu shivered, "Qin Yimu is really a walking refrigerator."

"what?"

Mao Junyu pulled the fan twice before and after the neckline. Although the coldness brought by the little wind was very small, but anyway, I still used some use. "My hot back is wet, and Qin Yimu hasn't come out."

Shan Qi took half of the apple and took a bite, "You are fat."

I didn't sweat.

There is no sweat at all.

Shan Qi said, "Eat some fruits, it's all ice."

No need to say a lot of chess, Mao Junyu started to eat watermelon. The fruit plate was mixed with various fruits. He only ate the watermelon inside. He ate so many cold watermelons in one breath. , Mao Junyu supported it straight.

Shan Qi watched Qin Yimu, who was busy next to him, and could reach friendly exchanges with customers in a word. At least, at least now, he has not seen Qin Yimao's errors.

Mao Junyu wiped his hands and asked suspiciously: "What do you see?"

"Where." Shan Qiyu lifted her jaw and signaled Qin Yimu's direction.

Mao Junyu also glanced at it, and immediately laughed, teased, "What to peek, talk about it in the past."

Shan Qi heard the words and got up, patted the folds on his body, "Go just."

Mao Junyu: "? ??"

I thought about it as soon as I thought about it.

However, he didn't wait for him to say anything. Shan Qi took the apple, three steps and two steps to Qin Yimu.

Shan Qi has been watching for a long time, and no new customers have come in for half an hour.

At this moment, Qin Yimu stood at the table where the waiter just guarded, and the waiter took care of the customers inside.