I am at odds with the school grass

Chapter 22

Back in the classroom, Wen Chenyang took the medicine and lay down on the table. Yao Zhibin, who was an evening student, came to patrol the class and tapped on his desk. His deskmate Qiu Yue answered for him, "Teacher, Chenyang has an upset stomach."

Yao Zhibin asked, "What's going on?"

Wen Chenyang raised his head, "I ate something wrong."

Yao Zhibin sighed, "If you don't feel well, go to the school doctor's office to get some medicine."

"Take it."

Yao Zhibin said earnestly again: "When you are in the third year of high school, you must pay more attention to your body."

Wen Chenyang responded, and Yao Zhibin also acquiesced to let him rest.Wen Chenyang got up after lying on the table all night reading, because there was still homework to be done.

After the first period of evening self-study, Wang Zhisheng took out a lunch box from the drawer, inside which were neatly stacked two layers of bozai cakes, and he handed the lunch box in front of Gu Xizhe, "Young Master Gu, the bozai cakes made by my mother, Do you want to eat something?"

Gu Xizhe looked at the bozai cake in the lunch box, made of rice milk and sugar, his first reaction was that this food is very suitable for people with gastroenteritis, "I won't eat it, you can ask Chenyang if he can eat it."

"Well, okay." Wang Zhisheng patted Wen Chenyang's table, and Wen Chenyang raised his head from the crook of his arm and looked at him, "What?"

Wang Zhisheng stretched out the lunch box, "Bozai Cake, my mother made it, do you want to eat it?"

Wen Chenyang was really hungry, "I'll try it."

He reached out and took one into his mouth. It tasted sweet and soft, and it tasted good. He said, "It's not bad."

"Then eat a few more."

Wen Chenyang was also embarrassed to eat too much, so he took another one, "Enough."

Gao Hang brought a box of lemon and passion fruit chicken feet from home, and ate it with Tan Qianwen in the dormitory after evening self-study.

"Well, it's delicious." Tan Qianwen said while eating.

"Of course, my mother made it with her own hands." Gao Hang gnawed on the chicken paw, and looked at Gu Xizhe and Wen Chenyang, who were as immobile as a mountain, "Young Master Gu, Chenyang, do you really not eat at all? I brought That's enough for four people."

Gu Xizhe was tidying up the clothes in the closet, "Don't eat."

As for Gu Xizhe, he is the kind of person who doesn’t eat human fireworks except for the normal three meals. Gao Hang is used to it. He looked at Wen Chenyang who was sitting on the bed with a sad face, "Chenyang, why don't you come?" , Gastroenteritis didn’t say you can’t eat chicken feet.”

Wen Chenyang swallowed his saliva since they started eating, and it took a lot of perseverance to hold back. Gao Hang said that his revolutionary will was very depressed. He just wanted to say that eating one and a half shouldn't be a big problem. Tasting the taste, I didn't expect Gu Xizhe to speak first, "Old Gao, don't give it to him."

Gao Hang said, "Young Master Gu, why are you taking care of Chen Yang?"

Gu Xizhe tidied up the closet and closed the door, "I'm afraid that he will have a stomachache at night and make me unable to sleep because of the noise."

Wen Chenyang was listless, "Eat it, I won't eat it."

Tan Qianwen was very curious, "Chenyang, how did you get acute gastroenteritis?"

"Eat hot pot."

"Is the food unhygienic?"

"No, it's okay for Gu Xizhe to eat it. It's because I ate it too spicy, which irritated my stomach."

Gao Hang caught Gu Xizhe's words that it's okay to eat, "Damn it, you two go to eat? Where are you going to eat hot pot?"

"It's the one next to Huajie."

Tan Qianwen had a question, "Isn't Young Master Gu not able to eat spicy food?"

Wen Chenyang said: "The mandarin duck pot we ordered, his clear soup, my red oil."

After gnawing on a chicken foot, Gao Hang spat out the bone, "That's no wonder, the two of you can't get fat on your own."

"We only ate together when we met by chance. I'll ask you to go together next time."

Gu Xizhe said quietly: "Do you still want to have a next time?"

Wen Chenyang looked hopeless. He probably will never have anything to do with his favorite red oil hot pot in the future. "I will eat clear soup pot next time, okay."

Gao Hang ate the chicken feet, took off the disposable gloves, grabbed Wen Chenyang's bed railing, raised his head and said, "Chenyang, do you still remember what I told you?"

Wen Chenyang didn't remember at all, "Which one?"

"It's just that my family has a music restaurant that will try to open this Saturday. My dad wants me to bring my classmates to join in. It just so happens that you can play the guitar. Then you can go to our store and play a few songs as a customer as a thank you. I will give free orders to those who go to support our class."

Wen Chenyang hasn't tried to play and sing the guitar in front of many people for a long time, "Okay, give me a specific time and address, and I will go there when the time comes."

"No problem, I'll send it to you later."

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Gao Hangjia's music restaurant is not far from the commercial center. It covers an area of ​​200 square meters and can accommodate [-] people to dine at the same time. The interior decoration is small and fresh and artistic, which is very suitable for young people to gather.

In the innermost part of the restaurant, a stage is set up with various musical instruments. Behind the stage is a large screen that can play MVs.

Gao Hang specially left a long table for the students in the class, with six seats on each side, and twelve people can sit. People came one after another. As the host, he warmly entertained him. He saw a man in red Skirt, a tall mixed-race girl came in, Gao Hang showed two small canine teeth, and rushed to meet her, "Mengjie!"

Su Mengjie smiled at him, "Senior Brother Gao."

"Come and sit down, everyone is almost here."

Gao Hang led Su Mengjie over, and when the boys in the class saw the legendary school belle, they all erupted, "Damn, old Gao, awesome, you invited the school belle!"

Gao Hang looked proud, "You guys, pay attention to your image, don't lose face in front of Junior Sister."

Su Mengjie smiled slightly, and said hello politely, "Hello, brothers and sisters."

Qiu Yue waved to her and pointed to the seat next to her, "Junior Sister, come here, there is an empty seat here, you are welcome, sit down."

Lin Miaomiao said: "Earthworm, you are too wretched, come on, junior sister, sit with us."

Su Mengjie walked to Lin Miaomiao and sat down, "Thank you, Senior Sister."

There were only three girls in the class, including Su Mengjie, a total of four, and they all sat together.

Seeing that everyone who signed up had arrived, and only Gu Xizhe and Wen Chenyang were left, Gao Hang sat on the chair and stretched his neck to look towards the door, "Why aren't Gu Shao and Chenyang here yet?"

Qiu Yue took a sip of his cocktail, "Young Master Gu's living iceberg probably won't come."

"Here we come!" Han Junjie pointed at the door, and everyone turned their attention to it. Gu Xizhe and Wen Chenyang walked in together, and Wen Chenyang was carrying a guitar on his back.

Gao Hang stood up and waved to them, "Young Master Gu, Chen Yang, this way!"

Seeing them, Wen Chenyang quickened his pace and left Gu Xizhe behind. He walked up to Gao Hang and put his shoulders on him, "Old Gao, the restaurant is not bad."

"That's a must."

Lin Miaomiao said: "Chenyang, I heard that you will show your skills later."

Wen Chenyang cupped his fists towards them, imitating the tone of a martial arts hero, "If you don't dare to show your skills, the most you can do is show your shame."

Su Mengjie said: "Brother Chenyang, you are too modest."

Qiu Yue joked: "At the same table, you come to perform, how much salary does Lao Gao offer?"

Wen Chenyang took off the guitar from his shoulder, and sat down next to Gao Hang, "Based on my friendship with Lao Gao, talking about money hurts my feelings."

Qiu Yue said: "Brothers will settle accounts."

Tan Qianwen stirred the coffee in the cup with a spoon, "Old Gao said, Chen Yang will come to perform, and we will all be free of charge."

Qiu Yue suddenly realized: "So that's it! Lao Gao, I thought you were really so generous."

Gao Hangdao: "Damn! Am I usually stingy?"

"No, no." Qiu Yue quickly waved his hands, "I was wrong, you have always been very generous."

The boys in the class were used to joking, but everyone didn't take it seriously. Gao Hang pushed out the two menus in front of him, "You can order what you want to eat. It's best to give some comments and suggestions for improvement after eating."

Han Junjie said, "I'm the best at this."

Lin Miaomiao got the sketchbook and pen, "Tell me when you order food, and I will write."

Everyone ordered food one after another. Gu Xizhe got the menu, quickly decided what to eat, and then asked Wen Chenyang who was opposite, "There is porridge, do you want it?"

Wen Chenyang was terrified when he heard about porridge. From Sunday to Wednesday, he ate porridge for four days, and finally his gastroenteritis healed. He needed to eat something delicious, "I don't eat porridge, show me the menu .”

Gu Xizhe turned the menu to the light menu. Wen Chenyang glanced at it, and immediately turned the page. There are both Chinese and Western food in the restaurant. Just now when he heard that everyone ordered Western food, he said to Lin Miaomiao: "Squad leader, I'll serve black pepper steak, medium rare."

Gu Xizhe said: "Eat well-cooked ones."

Wen Chenyang took a look at Gu Xizhe, and didn't know why. Recently, when he put on a cold face, he wanted to be obedient, "Then you should be familiar with it."

Gao Hang discovered Gu Xizhe's recent changes, and said with a smile: "Young Master Gu, why do I feel that you are always controlling Chenyang recently, just like his father."

Gu Xizhe didn't respond.

Wen Chenyang draped Gao Hang's shoulders, "Old Gao, you are wrong, and my father doesn't care about me that way."

Everyone at the table laughed, and Han Junjie said: "Chenyang, you don't know how to be blessed. In school, there are many girls who want to be under Gu Shao's supervision, but Gu Shao doesn't even look at you. It's very caring."

Bored, Wen Chenyang used a toothpick to fork a piece of pre-dinner sour radish and ate it. The sour radish was crisp and crunched in his mouth, "It's a pity, I'm not a girl!"

Gu Xizhe looked at his phone the whole time, indifferent to what they said.