Chen Jun will not be punished: "... Well, because he can help you do well in the exam?"
Fu Yingcheng walked upstairs without looking back: "Feudal superstition, I want to worship you."
"... ...I will fail the exam."
"I can take the exam myself, so there is no need to worship him."
Fu Yingcheng stood on the stairs, standing down, one hand in his pocket, his back straight, his eyebrows lowered and arrogant.
The hot summer wind puffed up his white clothes.
The young man looked down from a high position and cast a faint glance:
"...If he needs it, he can come and worship me."
Chen Jun: "..."
He closed his eyes and raised his hands above his head, and muttered: "Sin, sin, sin, I didn't hear it. I didn't hearI didn't hear..."
Fu Yingcheng was too lazy to wait for him anymore, turned around and left.
Ji Fanling behind him saw it, blinked, and couldn't help laughing.
Old Tang also regarded Fu Yingcheng as a model of discipline and compliance all day long. He was on duty every day, wore school uniforms when he was supposed to, was never late for leave, and never talked nonsense in class.
There have always been strict rules.
But he clearly doesn't believe in heaven or earth, and he doesn't even pay attention to gods.
It seems like it is.
Concrete.
——Young and frivolous four words.
Ji Fanling stepped forward, stood under the statue, clapped his hands twice, clasped his hands and closed his eyes, thinking seriously: "Wenquxing Bodhisattva, you are also in the sky."
...
"Seeing my mother, I want to Be nice to her."
…
The view of the street slides past the car window.
Ji Fanling held her chin up and looked at the car window, recovering from her memory. She suddenly remembered and turned around: "Where are we going?"
Fu Yingcheng: "I ate at a restaurant before, and the taste was okay. "
Ji Fanling said oh.
In fact, she originally planned to treat Fu Yingcheng to Jiang's noodles.
It's not that he really misses the plain noodles, it's just that since the last time he called Jiang Baoxing for looking for bracelets, he has been sending her text messages every now and then. It's a new winter chicken soup noodle. Welcome to try it. , it will be the New Year's Day dinner soon, and guests will be given a steamed egg dumpling when they arrive at the store.
Sometimes they will also add: "Sister, when will you come to eat noodles?"
and add: "It's free, please." Eat."
Then he added: "My mother said she invited you to eat."
Ji Fanling thought that he wanted to invite Fu Yingcheng because of his academic support, but he couldn't harass Fu Yingcheng and could only come to harass her. .
But she is at work during the meal, so how can she have time to eat noodles?
Ji Fanling replied seriously at first.
Ji Fanling: [I'm busy with work, and Fu Yingcheng is also busy. I'll go when I'm free. ]
Ji Fanling: [Don't worry about attracting customers, study hard. ]
Ji Fanling: [Why are you playing with your phone again? ]
Later, I received too many text messages, and the style of the text became:
[Received]
[1]
[TD]
Jiang Baixing: [Sister, I am a real person, not a group message, please do not unsubscribe from me. ]
Ji Fanling: [TDTDTD]
...
Plans are plans. Today is her treat. Fu Yingcheng must be eating whatever he wants.
Ji Fanling said sorry to Jiang Baixing in his heart and nodded: "I can eat anything."
This calmness gradually disappeared when Fu Yingcheng drove the car near a white building with a shrub maze like a private manor . .
When the parking attendant in formal attire stood in front of the marble sculpture fountain and took the car key, it became vaguely ominous.
Amid the melodious accompaniment of a classical band, Ji Fanling opened the high-quality black and gold velvet menu.
The bad premonition reached its peak.
The menu is extremely simple, with only two pages. Apart from drinks and music, the only items you can order are set meals.
The set meal is charged per person, including appetizers, main dishes, and desserts. It is divided into two types: the ten-course VIP version and the twelve-course exclusive version. The ten courses are her monthly salary, and the twelve courses are her monthly salary. The food was her salary for working without sleep for a month with overtime pay.
Ji Fanling: "..."
Speaking of which, Fu Ying was never stingy when he invited her to dinner.
Even if she spends most of her time eating at home, Aunt Tong who cooks is not just any ordinary housekeeping aunt. It is said that when she was young, she was also a chef at Rembrandt French cuisine. Later, she was too stressed and fell ill. I work hard and can't keep my hands free, so I go out to cook for others. I cook a steak Wellington when I have nothing to do, and occasionally I make a dessert of framed macarons.
Therefore, Ji Fanling couldn't say something like "I'm suddenly a little nervous and don't want to treat you. How about we turn around and eat Jiangjia's noodles?"
but.
but.
How poisonous Fu Yingcheng is!
Eat her for a month!
It's better to just eat her!
Ji Fanling slowly raised his head and looked at the man sitting across from him. Fu Yingcheng calmly clicked on the menu and gestured with his eyes. The waiter answered "Yes, sir" plainly, and then turned to Ji Fanling.
Ji Fanling licked his lips dryly: "...How about I drink lemonade?"
The waiter confirmed in a warm voice: "Is this lemon sea salt sparkling water 28 yuan per person?"
Ji Fanling: "..." What are you talking about? Class! Our food stalls give out lemonade for free! Unlimited refills!
"Then I don't want it."
Ji Fanling closed the menu with a smile and pushed it out, "Whatever he ordered, I want the same thing."
The waiter put away the menu respectfully and left, Ji Fanling felt like He looked at Fu Yingcheng with despair.
Fu Yingcheng raised his eyes to look at her, the ends of his eyes slightly curved, and a flash of smile said: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing."
Ji Fanling said without emotion: "I'm thinking about my mother." I want my mother to take me away.