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Chapter 188 Braised Chicken Nuggets in the Internship Restaurant

After having a meal at Shuihua Institute, Gao Fan boarded the train heading north. It was almost the end of the semester, and he had to rush back to school to take the final exam.

"Hey, Gao Fan, are you back?"

Gao Fan carried his luggage and just walked downstairs of Building 31 when he met a tall boy. When he saw Gao Fan, he shouted in surprise and hurriedly reached out to help Gao Fan get something.

"You are..., you're not Lao Ba, are you?" Gao Fan said in surprise.

Gao Fan couldn't help but be surprised by this. The other party's facial features were clearly that of Wu Zixian, but his head was a bit exaggerated.

More than two months ago, when Gao Fan left school, Wu Zixian was the shortest in the dormitory, which was 1.60 meters tall. But now what Gao Fan saw was a tall man of nearly 1.80 meters. Gao Fan saw

He had to raise his head a little.

He has grown nearly 20 centimeters in two months. How could Gao Fan believe this?

"Well... speaking of which, I have to thank you Gao Fan."

Wu Zixian took the heavy bag from Gao Fan's hand and explained while leading Gao Fan towards the building.

"Didn't I tell you all that the place where I live is crowded with people and little land. I never had a full meal before I went to college. In the past few months, I helped you introduce Brother Chen to me to sell socks.

I also sold gloves and New Year's cards on New Year's Day, earning more than 200 yuan and more than 300 kilograms of food stamps.

"I sent home more than 100 yuan and 200 kilograms of national food stamps, and kept the rest for myself. I have eaten well every meal in the past few months, and I can buy meat once a week.

After eating the vegetables, the child will grow..."

When Wu Zixian said this, there was a shy look on his face.

Because he grew up too fast, Wu Zixian once became the topic of the entire 82-level class. This is an embarrassing thing no matter what.

Of course, besides embarrassment, there is also a trace of pride.

After all, every boy cares about his height.

"This means that you have the gene for being tall, but you just didn't have enough nutrition in the past to grow taller." Gao Fan commented with a smile.

"Maybe so." Wu Zixian said, and then said distressedly: "As I grow taller, I can no longer fit into my old clothes. In the past two months, I have spent more than fifty yuan just buying clothes."

While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived in front of the door of dormitory 449. College student dormitories usually do not close their doors, and at best they are kept ajar so that students from different dormitories can visit each other.

Wu Zixian walked in front, pushed open the door, and shouted loudly: "Look, who is back!"

"Old Six!"

"Gaofan!"

"Manager Gao is back!"

"You still know how to come back!"

It was noon, and everyone was in the dormitory. When they saw Gao Fan, everyone's faces were full of joy. Several classmates who had fallen on the bed for a lunch break also stood up and stepped forward to greet him.

"Haha, except Lao Ba, no one has changed much."

Gao Fan greeted everyone with a smile and threw his backpack on his bed.

"Gao Fan, where do you put this bag?"

Wu Zixian asked Gao Fan while holding his bag.

"Put it on the table." Gao Fan said, "I brought you some Maolin specialties, and some Shuinan specialties that my friends in Shuinan gave me when I went to Shuinan. Let's share some."

"Ha, there's something to eat!"

The little fat man Pan Chang laughed exaggeratedly, rushed forward, opened the zipper of his bag, and took out a bunch of local specialties such as wick cakes, rice krispie treats, and dried sweet potatoes. He was not picky either, and opened a bunch of local specialties.

I broke off a piece of the rice krispie treat and stuffed it into my mouth.

With Pan Chang taking the lead, the others were not polite and looked for what they liked to eat. The dormitory was filled with the sound of chewing, just like the silkworm room of a silkworm farmer.

College students are all poor. It is a luxury to have a full meal on weekdays, let alone snacks. I am afraid that no one will want to eat these local specialties brought by Gao Fan in future generations, but nowadays they are rare even for everyone.

’s tooth sacrifice.

"Gao Fan, you will take the organic chemistry exam the day after tomorrow, do you know?"

Chen Chuanlin said to Gao Fan while eating.

"I know, the old lady asked Yang Kai to write me a letter to inform me after she arranged the exam schedule," Gao Fan said.

The old lady he was talking about was, of course, Zheng Xiuhua, the academic secretary of the Chemistry Department. The students in the Chemistry Department all called her that behind their backs.

"Lao Qi, you can't help but say such disgraceful words? Now that you say it, I feel like the rice cakes are no longer fragrant." Pan Chang complained with a bitter face.

"Oh, isn't it? In the past two weeks, I guess everything I've eaten has tasted bad." He Xujie also agreed with a sad face, and at the same time stuffed a piece of wick cake into his mouth.

Hu Dongming said: "Is organic chemistry okay? I asked the seniors from the previous class and they said that the organic chemistry test is difficult, but the teacher will give you the square root in the end."

"I'm worried that I won't be able to pass the square root." Pan Chang sighed.

"No, is it so difficult?" Gao Fan said with a smile.

The square root of test scores was very common in colleges and universities in the 1980s and 1990s. Teachers in this period had different personalities, different teaching styles, and they also set exam questions as they pleased.

Some teachers will give students a bunch of hellish problems on a whim. After the exam is over, the teacher can't bear it when he sees that more than half of the people on the roster have failed, so he invents various ways to give students extra points.

Square root is one of the most commonly used.

After entering the new century, because the Ministry of Education carried out teaching evaluation and standardized teaching procedures, no one dared to use these methods. It has only become a beautiful legend passed down by generations of students. Gao Fan has also heard of it.

In comparison, universities in later generations are actually a bit boring.

Wu Zixian poked Gao Fan with his hand. Gao Fan turned to look. Wu Zixian handed over a stack of information and said, "Gao Fan, these are the notes I made. They are from various subjects. You can take a look."

"Eighth Master, you are wrong." Pan Chang said, "Gao Fan is the one who applied for exemption, so there is no need for him to read your notes. I am undoubtedly the most difficult person in the whole dormitory. Your notes should be given to me.

I'm right."

"Xiao Pan, just pull him down!" Gu Songtao, the boss, said, "Xiao Ba's notes were shown to everyone, and we all copied a copy. If you are lazy and unwilling to copy, who should you blame?

"Although Gao Fan has good grades, he hasn't been in school for a semester. If he doesn't look at his notes, how can he know what the teacher's key points were?"

"That's right, I support Xiaoba." Hu Dongming said. After that, he looked at Gao Fan and said with a smile: "But, Lao Liu, after you read Xiaoba's notes, you have to be responsible for giving us some make-up lessons. You

You can't just watch your classmates and friends take the make-up exam next semester, right?"

"Yes, yes, I also support Xiaoba." Pan Chang changed his face very quickly, "I have read this note in vain, so I'll wait for Gao Fan to read it and tell us again. By the way, Gao Fan, I will

I’ll treat you to a meal, braised chicken nuggets from the internship restaurant.”

"Then I'll treat you to braised pork ribs tomorrow night."

"It's my turn the night after tomorrow."

"..."

Everyone started cheering, as if they really regarded Gao Fan as their savior.


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