As for the so-called wealth of the Yu family, Chef Wen, who has two backers behind him, is not surprised. Not to mention that Xiaoyu is not short of money, even if he is short of money, there are uncles like them, and it is not the Yu family's turn.
Fortunately, the two of them usually meet in other places. There is another state-owned hotel near Xiaoyu's house and he doesn't come here much. No one knows him except the long-time waiter and Qie Dun.
Relationship with Xiaoyu.
Just tell them two another day and ask them not to spread the word.
Chef Wen pretended not to know Zhang Yu's information and shook his head at Mr. Yu: "He is just a guest here for dinner. I haven't seen him often, and I don't know his origins."
After hearing what Chef Wen said, Mr. Yu was a little distressed and his expression changed slightly. He didn't know if he believed it or not.
But Chef Wen wasn't afraid. Even if he knew what he was telling was a lie, he didn't dare to say anything more.
In the past, I used to save him some face for the sake of being a friend, but I don't need to do that now.
After this delay, even if Zhang Yu sped up and rushed to school, he was still late.
When he walked to the door of his class and saw the teacher giving a lecture inside, Zhang Yu could only bite the bullet and shout: "Report!"
The teacher on the podium glanced at Zhang Yu at the door and nodded: "Come in, come early next time."
"I understand, teacher."
After Zhang Yu sat down, his deskmate quietly elbowed him twice and asked in a low voice: "What happened? You are actually late too!"
Zhang Yu didn't want to say more, he just shook his head and said it was okay.
The classmate wanted to continue asking, but the teacher on the podium had already noticed his little move: "Zhou Feng, please stand up and answer this question."
Zhou Feng, whose name was suddenly called, was stunned for a moment and looked around subconsciously.
Seeing him like this, the teacher on the podium frowned: "Don't look at Zhou Feng, I'm talking about you!"
After Zhou Feng stood up and looked at the questions on the blackboard, his mind was filled with chaos.
He didn't listen carefully at all just now, and he didn't even know where he was talking. He looked around with pleading eyes, hoping that someone could remind him.
But the question that the teacher just wrote down was just learned today, and only a few people in the whole class knew it. Faced with Zhou Feng's request for help, everyone subconsciously avoided it. Even if they didn't look at them, they didn't know it either.
The teacher who could clearly see everyone's little movements on the podium turned darker at this moment. He picked up the teaching stick and knocked on the blackboard: "Zhou Feng, look at the blackboard, look at the blackboard! The question is on the blackboard, look at everyone.
What to do? Is there an answer on someone else’s face?”
Zhou Feng's mouth moved for a long time, but he didn't dare to say the words he didn't know, so he could only lower his head.
Zhang Yu also organized his things at this time and turned the book to the page where he was studying. He figured out the answer at a glance, wrote the answer in the notebook, and pushed it slightly towards Zhou Feng.
Looking at the answers in the notebook, Zhou Feng's eyes were astonishingly bright, and he looked gratefully at Zhang Yu, and then gave the answer at the urging of the teacher.
After hearing the answer he gave, the teacher was a little satisfied. He glanced at Zhou Feng and said, "Sit down and listen to the class carefully from now on."
Then he turned to look at the blackboard: "Students, have you figured out the answer to this question? Is it the same as what classmate Zhou Feng just answered?"
There was a sparse reply from below: "Same..."
"Are there any classmates who don't know how to do it?"
"have!"
"Then the teacher will explain it again. This time everyone should listen carefully. You are about to face an important hurdle in your life. You have to start working hard..." He said a series of teachings and principles, and the students in the class listened.
sleepy.
Everyone's eyes revealed a meaning: "Here he comes again, he comes again, he comes again!"
Only Zhou Feng was different. After being frightened just now, he looked like Zhang Yu with eyes full of gratitude, and whispered: "Thank you, brother, for saving my life!"
"No, no!" Zhang Yu was a little uncomfortable with his enthusiasm and waved his hand to tell him to calm down.
"Why not? I don't know how terrible our teacher is!" When he said this, Zhou Feng subconsciously glanced at the podium, for fear that the people on the podium would hear what he just said.
"You don't know, my home is only more than 300 meters away from the teacher. Ever since he learned the address of my home, he has been checking on my study progress every now and then, and he won't let me go during the summer vacation!" Hearing this, Zhang Yu couldn't help but
Yile, no wonder Zhou Feng, who had to crazily make up homework when school started last year, didn't ask me to borrow homework this year, so that's it!
Seeing Zhang Yu's unconcealable smile, Zhou Feng had two more black lines on his face, and he said in an unauthentic way: "The key is that my parents are happy to see this happen, and I wish the teacher could come eight times a day.
I was confused, isn’t summer vacation just for us to rest?
Isn’t it enough as long as the homework is finished? Do you need to plan how much you have to write every day?”
After Zhou Feng was depressed for a moment, he then complained: "If I don't answer this question today, when I get home in the evening, the teacher will come to my door with a book and teach me in person."
Looking at the expressions on Zhang Yu's face, "Isn't this good?" "Isn't it good that the teacher is responsible for you?", Zhou Feng was completely decadent, and then said: "You haven't experienced it, so you don't know this.
How scary it is. My father especially admires knowledgeable people. Whenever my father knows that I am distracted in class, he will bother the teacher to come to make up for the class in person. After the teacher leaves, he will catch me and nag me for two hours.
Two hours, two whole hours, you don't even need to drink water!" When he said this, Zhou Feng was on the verge of collapse.
If he hadn't considered that he was in class and the teacher was watching from the stage, he would have wanted to yell loudly.
To be honest, he would rather be beaten twice like other children than listen to his old father's nagging anymore.
Seeing Zhou Feng on the verge of collapse, Zhang Yu couldn't sympathize with him and was even a little funny.
He never imagined how nagging an old father could be, to the extent that his children would rather be beaten than listen to him.
"So, good brother, you really saved my life today." Zhou Feng thanked him again.
"Okay, okay, hurry up and listen to the class carefully, otherwise the teacher may come to your door in person to give you extra lessons."
As soon as Zhou Feng heard this, his expression changed instantly. He immediately looked up at the podium and pretended to be listening carefully, but he said with some disdain: "I have listened to what the teacher said countless times.
, my ears feel numb."
He said this, but he didn't dare to be lazy again until the end of get out of class, but the teacher's words before get out of class still made everyone collapse.
