It was quiet inside and outside the dormitory, and even the one who was pressed on the table on the first day of the new school didn't care to make a sound, and was stunned together with the participants in the brawl and the audience.

Everyone was silent.

He was very surprised that his sentence "Is it finished?" would have such an effect.

But the embarrassment hasn't been lifted, because he doesn't know if he needs to speak the next sentence, and what to say when he speaks.

After it was frozen for ten seconds, someone in the audience blew a whistle.

On the first day of the new year, quickly took this opportunity to let go.

Only then did a few people in the room move. They stood up and patted their pants.

The other party took the lead and walked to the first day of the first year.

This person is taller than the first year of the first year. According to the feeling of the first year of the first year, he is half a head taller than Yan Hang. He should be able to stand side by side with Li Ziqiang and his disciple Li Zihao.

what.

Thinking of Li Zihao, he suddenly felt a little emotional, it was just a summer vacation, and those of his classmates seemed to have been left in distant memories.

He has never had any friendship with any classmates. Once no one bullies him anymore, he will lose the last bit of connection with all the classmates around him. His classmates don't remember him anymore, and he doesn't know that they all went. What, what now...

The man standing in front of him cleared his throat.

It was only on the first day of the first year that I suddenly realized that I was distracted, so I quickly retracted my thoughts, turned around and walked away.

When he turned around, the man said, "You..."

After the first day of the first day, his mind was distracted and controlled by his long-standing habit for a moment. With so many people, he didn't want to stand in the middle of the crowd.

So even if he heard this person speak out, he suddenly thought that this person was probably going to talk to him when he walked up to him.

Maybe it's to provoke, maybe it's to say something, or to report a mountain gate so that you can seek revenge in the future...

But inertia kept him from stopping, and he walked to the window farthest from the crowd in the dormitory before turning his head to look at the man.

The man's mouth was half-open, and the expression on his face was unpredictable. After a glance or two with Chu Chu, he opened his mouth again and said, "You**, I remember."

Several people pushed aside the crowd and went out.

First breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, according to his years of experience of being bullied, this kind of fight did not end so easily.

It is estimated that it is because they are in the dormitory right now, and they are all freshmen, and they are not at the bottom of each other, and they are afraid of attracting people from the school...

"It's all gone, it's all gone," Hu Biao said, waving to the audience who were still standing at the door, closing the dormitory door and saying, "There's nothing left to look at."

Just as the door was about to close, it was pushed open again, and Su Bin squeezed in.

"I'm fucking waiting for you!" Li Ziqiang walked over as soon as he saw Su Bin, grabbed Su Bin's collar, "I've never seen someone like you!"

"What are you doing!" Su Bin shouted, "What! Do I have to go up and be beaten for something that has nothing to do with me!"

"Forget it, forget it, Brother Daqiang," Hu Biao went over and pulled Li Ziqiang, "Cheer up, I'll go get my clothes later."

"What clothes to get!" Li Ziqiang glared at him, "Are you out of clothes to get them!"

"Military training clothes," Hu Biao sighed, "It's been quite a riot just now, don't invite the school leaders again..."

"Forget it." Zhang Qiang glared at Su Bin from the side.

Li Ziqiang let go of his hand, and after thinking about it, he pointed at Su Bin very unhappily: "Don't make any excuses, this matter has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with Zhang Qiang, did we fucking run away? It has nothing to do with Hu Biao. , did he run away! If you don't dare to go up, you can squat there! It has nothing to do with the first day of the new year, he didn't come back all night!"

"I'm sorry everyone," someone said next to me, "This matter has something to do with me alone, and it has caused you all to be implicated."

"Don't talk about it, it's in a dormitory." Li Ziqiang waved his hand.

It was only at this time of the first day of the first year that he remembered that there was one more person in the dormitory, and he glanced at it.

There was a boy standing near the shelf next to the door. He was cleaning his glasses at the moment. He looked very quiet, but he was not at all strong or weak when we first fought.

"Your flat mirror is still wiping your fart back and forth." Zhang Qiang said.

"Every mirror has to be wiped," the man smiled, put on his glasses, walked in front of the first day of the first year, and stretched out his hand, "My name is Zhou Chunyang, thank you just now."

"The first day of the first year." The first day of the first year hesitated, then reached out and shook his hand.

It felt so big, as if it was the first time to shake hands with someone, with such a solemn etiquette, he almost stretched out his left hand.

"Go get the clothes?" Hu Biao was obsessed with getting the clothes.

"The head of the house can go and get it," Zhang Qiang said. "Who is the head of our house?"

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and finally turned to look at the first day of the first year.

"No." On the first day of the first year, he quickly refused. He had never even been a group leader of four in an elementary school, let alone a group leader. Even if there were only two people, it would not be him to choose one to do anything, even though he was not the room leader either. What a great official, but he has to do things, he is afraid that he can't speak clearly.

However, this simple "no" made several people stunned.

On the first day of the first year, I wanted to add something to soften my tone, but I couldn't find it.

"Then let me pick it up," Zhou Chunyang said. "It's all right after picking up the clothes. Let's go out for lunch for a few days. I'll treat you."

"I'll go with you," Zhang Qiang said, "you better not be alone."

After the two of them went out, Li Ziqiang walked to the first day of the first year and handed him a cigarette: "You are so fucking awesome."

"No, I won't smoke." Chu Yi said.

"Can't you?" Li Ziqiang looked him up and down for a while, and handed the cigarette back to Hu Biao, "Don't pretend to me."

"Not installed." Chu Yi said.

"Where did you go last night?" Hu Biao asked him with a cigarette in his mouth, "Isn't your home 108,000 miles away?"

"My friend's house." When the first day of the first year answered, there was an inexplicable sense of pride and satisfaction.

friend.

Not only do I have friends, but I can spend the night at a friend's house!

"You still know people here?" Hu Biao said.

"Well." Chu Yi smiled.

"That's not bad," Hu Biao said, "they were all local, and they all went crazy."

"What's the matter, what?" he asked on the first day of the first day of the first year. He had tossed around like this as soon as he got back to school, and he still didn't understand what happened just now.

"The leader, I met Zhou Chunyang, and I had a grudge before," Hu Biao said, "I almost had a fight last night, but the housekeeper came and failed, but I slept all night and didn't get over it. coming."

"Come when you come, and fight when you come back," Li Ziqiang said, "I tell you, I used to live on campus, and a dormitory is a group of people. If we don't work together, we will suffer in the future."

After speaking, he glanced at Su Bin again.

Su Bin didn't speak, he was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone.

When I saw him playing with his mobile phone on the first day of the first year, I remembered that my mobile phone was still with him, so I walked over and said, "My hand, the mobile phone."

Su Bin glanced at him and took out his mobile phone. When he was about to reach out to pick it up, he bypassed the hand of the first day and put the phone on the table.

"Thank you." The first couple didn't pay much attention to his actions. He was used to this kind of treatment, not to mention that Su Bin helped him keep his mobile phone.

Hu Biao, who was next to him, was a little unhappy: "I didn't say that, Su Bin, who lives in a dormitory, will stay together for so long in the future. How are you doing with everyone?"

"The dormitory is the place to sleep," Su Bin said, "what kind of small group."

"Fuck you," Hu Biao said, "go, stand outside for a while."

The three stood in the corridor, chatting while clinging to the railings while watching the people coming and going below.

On the first day of the first day, he took his mobile phone and sent a message to Yan Hang.

-The people at our school are so fierce, they get into fights as soon as they come

Yan Hang was probably busy, and it took a while for the message to come back.

-If anyone provokes you, you can fight, don't worry, you can fight two or three now.

On the first day of the first day of the new year, looked at a few chat records that were separated by a year, and felt a solid warmth in heart, just like lying on the cotton that had been sunbathing.

Hu Biao and Li Ziqiang were chatting all the time. They listened to them without interrupting in the first day of the new year.

This is the first time he has grown up and chatted with his classmates standing side by side in the corridor.

He finally knew why many people were willing to stand like this when the get out of class was over. This pleasant and relaxed feeling made people feel comfortable.

Listening to their chat, got a general impression of the couple in the dormitory.

Hu Biao and him, the big strong and the strong, are not good enough to go to the general high school. Su Bin is said to have good grades, but he came here because of the difficulties at home. He is probably very upset. He feels that he is not on the same level as them. Zhou Chunyang The locals, especially wealthy at home, just came to mess around.

Zhou Chunyang brought back the military training uniform, and then a few people went to eat together. Naturally, Su Bin did not join their "small group".

When he went downstairs and went out, Li Ziqiang expressed his strong dissatisfaction that Zhou Chunyang took back Su Bin's set.

"It's all bundled up, and the ones who didn't come are brought back together," Zhou Chunyang said. "I also dismantled it on the spot and threw his set away... Think about what to eat."

"You are local, why don't you ask us?" Hu Biao said, "You lead the way, we just eat."

"Then take a taxi," Zhou Chunyang said, "to eat western food."

"Western food?" Li Ziqiang glanced at him, "Why don't you eat seafood?"

"What's the hurry, are you afraid that there is no seafood to eat here," Zhou Chunyang said, "I mainly want to eat western food today. I took my dad's card.

"Western food," Hu Biao immediately clapped his hands when he heard "expensive", "Western food."

Standing in Chen Jinling's office, Yan Hang was a little worried: "Sister Chen, I really haven't written a summary, let alone a summary in English."

"Just this summary," Chen Jinling opened the drawer and handed him a copy of the summary, "I'll show you what I wrote before, which is basically the content, you can write it with confidence, don't worry, I will help you if there are any mistakes. changed."

Yan Hang took the summary and looked at it.

"I know you don't want to be the foreman," Chen Jinling said. "Now I'm just letting you act as a temporary agent for a while. Whether you want to go to the back kitchen or do something else, it's also helpful for you to understand the various positions in the restaurant, right? ?"

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "I'll try it."

He didn't tell Chen Jinling that he didn't want to be the foreman, nor did he say that he wanted to go to the back kitchen. He could only say that Chen Jinling was not a foreman for nothing, and he observed these people under her very carefully.

"Just write it and send it directly to my email," Chen Jinling said. "You can keep an eye on it for a while. I asked for leave in the afternoon, and I'm going to the hospital in two days. I have to go back and clean up."

"Okay," Yan Hang nodded, "If you have anything to help, tell us."

"I won't be polite to you. You have to tell me if you want me to help you," Chen Jinling smiled, "I've been mad at you for so long, I'm afraid I won't get used to it."

When Yan Hang returned to the front hall, he felt a little pressure.

During this period of time, Chen Jinling has actually been taking him, and he will tell him about various work procedures, but for Yan Hang, the pressure does not only come from the position of foreman itself.

He has been working in the restaurant for almost a year, and he has never made any mistakes. He has been directly named and praised by the supervisor several times, but even if he is only an acting foreman now, after all, there are still old employees who have been serving for a few years. .

He has been hanging around with his father since he grew up, and even if he wanted to go to the back kitchen, he never made any serious plans. He suddenly threw such a job to him, and he was really a little unsteady.

As soon as he returned to the bar, Zhang Chen came over and whispered beside him, "What? Handed over?"

"No," Yan Hang said, "maybe in a few days."

"Don't be under pressure," Zhang Chen said. "You have the ability and your popularity. No problem. I'll help you. I'm older than you."

Yan Hang glanced at Zhang Chen and smiled: "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Zhang Chen said, "Just teach me to cook two dishes next time."

At noon, the number of customers gradually increased. Yan Hang stood at the bar and watched. The ordering system was newly changed in the past two days. Some of the waiters were still unfamiliar with it. He had to pay attention at all times.

He is very familiar with the work of the waiter, but from this angle, he will find that there are many things that he does not notice at all, such as who has a problem with his clothes, where the hygiene is not handled in time, and which table has fewer guests. Dissatisfied, where is the stage wrong...

He has nowhere to relieve this kind of tension and pressure, and at this time, he will miss his father especially.

Cui Yi treats him very well, but after all, he is just his father's friend. He can't say whatever he wants to do like he did to his father, and Cui Yi's work itself is like a dog every day.

A few guests came in at the door, and Zhang Chen immediately went over to say hello.

To say that among these waiters, this little girl has the quickest response, but she is a little too careless and makes mistakes from time to time.

After Zhang Chen sat down a few guests, Yan Hang noticed that they looked like students.

Their restaurant consumption is quite high, and generally no students come to have dinner.

He glanced again and was stunned.

A face turned towards the student here and raised his head, after glancing at him, he was stunned at the same time.

When he stood up and walked over to the bar on the first day of the new year, several people were ordering food, and Zhou Chunyang chased after him: "Hey, why are you going? Order food first."

"Just like you." Chu Yi said, looking at the bar without looking sideways.

"Okay." Zhou Chunyang said.

He actually kept paying attention to the route when he took a taxi. Yan Hang told him the location of the hotel in the morning, and when he saw that the routes overlapped, he was already excited.

When he entered the restaurant, his first glance was to swipe back and forth on the faces of the waiters around him.

After scanning around, didn't see Yan Hang, thought it was not the same place, but when was disappointed, suddenly saw Yan Hang standing behind the bar.

He should have stood up immediately and rushed over, but he was stunned by the table for several seconds, unable to move.

So handsome.

All his memories about Yan Hang's appearance are idle, casual wear, sportswear, running shoes.

At most, Yan Hang was seen wearing ugly work clothes in the cafe.

But now, when he suddenly saw Yan Hang in a black uniform, he almost couldn't recognize it.

He never imagined that Yan Hang had such a side.

When I walked to the bar, I felt a little excited and wanted to turn around.

"Sir, do you need any help?" Yan Hang asked with a smile at the corner of his mouth when he walked to the bar.

"I want to take a photo for you." The first day of the first year stared at him.

"Sorry," Yan Hang smiled more clearly, "We are not allowed to take pictures during working hours."

"Ah." The first day still looked at him.

"If you want to take pictures of the waiter or foreman," Yan Hang said, "you can only take pictures secretly."

"Hey," Chu Yi laughed, "the time I stole and photographed it, I took a picture of the pot and covered it."

"I'll serve you food in a while," Yan Hang said with a smile, "You can take your pictures slowly."

"Why are you different from other people's clothes?" On the first day of the first year, he stared at him up and down.

"The foreman's clothes," Yan Hang said, "changed in just two days."

"Really handsome." Chu Yi said.

"You've always been handsome," Yan Hang looked at their table, "Your classmate?"

"Well," also turned around on the first day of the first day, saw Zhou Chunyang also looking over here, and nodded and smiled at them, "We live in the dormitory."

"What happened to the fight today?" Yan Hang asked again.

"Speak up, talk too much..." Before the first words of the first day were finished, a little waiter girl came over.

"Brother Hang, I'm sorry," the little girl said, "the guests over there have questions about the dishes."

"I'll go over right away," Yan Hang glanced over there, walked out from behind the bar, and whispered to the first day, "I'll invite you to dinner at night, please speak slowly."

At the beginning, he nodded a little, and while walking back, he looked at Yan Hang's back.

Yan Hang's uniform fits well, and these uniform pants have longer legs than the sports pants that Yan Hang usually wears. At this moment, he feels that Yan Hang's legs are 1.8 meters.

"Your friend?" Hu Biao looked at him.

"Yeah." Chu nodded slightly and sat back in his seat, his eyes still looking over there.

There was a foreigner couple sitting at that table. After Yan Hang passed by, they started talking.

The voices are very low, and it is impossible to hear what they are saying at this distance, but it is definitely not Chinese, and it seems to be speaking very fast.

The speed of speech has always been very sensitive in the first year of junior high because he speaks very slowly.

Yan Hang's always-easy answer with a smile made him understand his English level for the first time outside of Yan Hang's magical circle of friends.

"I ordered a cod for you," Zhou Chunyang said, "Is it okay?"

"No problem," said the first day, "I haven't eaten it, I have eaten it."

"Is your friend the foreman?" Li Ziqiang said, "Why didn't you say it when you first came here?"

"I don't, I know he's here." Chu Yi said.

"What's your friend's name?" Zhou Chunyang asked in a low voice after taking a sip of water.

"Yan Hang," glanced at him for the first time, "what?"

"No," Zhou Chunyang glanced over there again, "I didn't see him when I came to eat with my dad before. The foreman here used to be a beautiful woman."

"You can probably see beautiful women," Hu Biao said, "men can't."

"That's not necessarily." Zhou Chunyang smiled.

Yan Hang walked away after talking to the guests at the table. He was too embarrassed to keep staring at him on the first day of the new year.

However, he was a little distracted, and he didn't pay attention to what Li Ziqiang and the others said, until Yan Hang came over with the tray, and he regained his senses.

"We are all classmates in the first year of junior high school, living in a dormitory." Li Ziqiang said.

"I just heard what he said," Yan Hang smiled and put the dishes on the table, "The two of you have the best relationship."

"That's right, we just had a fight with someone in the morning," Li Ziqiang said. "We became famous for auto repairs before school started. After that, our dormitory will point to the hood of the first year of junior high school."

Yan Hang glanced at Chu Yi, and felt embarrassed for a while: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

"Can I have a business card?" Zhou Chunyang looked at Yan Hang.

"Okay." Yan Hang took out a business card holder from his pocket, took one and handed it to Zhou Chunyang.

The first day was suddenly a little depressing.

Yan Hang had a business card, but he didn't know it, he should have asked for one yesterday.

Although don't know what to do with a business card.

"Give me one too." Hu Biao said immediately after seeing it.

"I'll take one too." Zhang Qiang followed.

Yan Hang smiled, handed them business cards, and then looked at the first day of the first year: "You don't need it, right?"

Just this sentence, the mood of the first day was suddenly pulled up.

"Yes." He said with a smile.

Yan Hang then also handed it to him: "Eat slowly, and call me if you have anything."

"Yan Hang," Zhou Chunyang looked at the business card, and then turned to look at Yan Hang's back, "Your friend doesn't look very old, so he's already a foreman?"

"He's special and awesome." Chu Yi said.

"I see." Zhou Chunyang smiled.

That has to be seen, I've seen it already.

For the first time, Yan Hang's business card was put into his pocket, and it was attached to the little leather jacket.

Their table has always been served by Yan Hang himself, as well as desserts and drinks. There was an indescribable sense of happiness on the first day of the new year.

It was the first time he felt this feeling when he grew up, and he didn't even find a similar description.

This meal cost Zhou Chunyang a lot of money. didn't see the menu on the first day of the new year, and didn't know the price.

When Zhou Chunyang went to the bar to check with Yan Hang, he heard that Zhang Qiang and Hu Biao were helping Zhou Chunyang settle the account, and then he suddenly realized that the western restaurant where Yan Hang worked was very high-end.

"Isn't it because I'm afraid we'll be burdened by not letting the waiter come over to check out?" Hu Biao said. "That's why he can afford it. We usually just make a bunch of stuff."

"You can eat when someone invites you to eat," Li Ziqiang said, "I feel like a fart, but they didn't ask you to come back."

On the first day of the first day of the new year, he kept silent, holding his chin and looking at the bar.

Zhou Chunyang didn't know what to say, but Yan Hang smiled.

Gee. On the first day of the first day, picked up the cup and took two sips of water.

To settle the bill, had to go to the bar to find the foreman. What he said to Yan Hang today was not as much as what Zhou Chunyang told him.