On the night of February 14th, there were many people playing in Youth Square: those setting off fireworks, those showing affection, and those watching the fun.
Miss Qin should be the most comfortable among all the tourists. After getting off the car, she half pushed and half lay on Zhou Yan's back...
Although the vernal equinox has passed, the first lunar month has not yet come out, the night wind always carries a bit of chill, and coupled with the moisture brought by the sea water, it always makes people feel that the coolness is pervasive.
Near the central sculpture of Youth Square, the lights were brightly lit. A young man with hip-hop style excitedly performed a hip-hop dance for the girl he liked, which attracted bursts of applause from the surrounding audience.
An old coin like Zhou Yan has a slight social phobia and never likes to stand in the spotlight. He just stands quietly in the crowd and watches the excitement...
Qin Ruoshu, who was sitting on Zhou Yan's back, seemed to be enjoying the quiet environment and rested her head on Zhou Yan's shoulder.
After watching for a while, the eldest lady suddenly said with emotion: "The moth is like a golden thread in the snow and willows, and the laughter is full of secret fragrance. The crowd has searched for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, that person is there, in the dimly lit place."
"Hey, brother, when I was in high school, why did I feel that you were always so inconspicuous?"
"That's because our focus is different," Zhou Yan smiled, "I've always been in dimly lit places, and so have you, but you've never encountered that opportunity that makes you suddenly look back..."
"No," Qin Ruoshu smiled and hugged Zhou Yan's shoulders, "I met him! By the way, brother, I haven't eaten the Western food you cooked for a long time..."
Zhou Yan rolled his eyes and said, "I have been deceived by you enough. After we have been together for two years, I know that you are good at cooking. Who knows if you can cook Western food?"
Qin Ruoshu gently bit Zhou Yan's ear: "Brother, I really don't know how to cook Western food!"
"In that case..." Zhou Yan thought for a moment, "I'll make you a meal after you finish taking the exam at the National University of Science and Technology of China!"
"make a deal!"
With the delicious food in front of her, the eldest lady suddenly lost the mood to go shopping: "Brother, let's go back!"
"Good..."
The next day, Zhou Yan, who worked as a mount for more than two hours, did not wake up until after nine o'clock. As soon as he opened his eyes, he found Miss Qin's large, delicate eyes very close at hand.
"Honey, you didn't call me when you woke up?"
"Hehe," Qin Ruoshu lifted the quilt and got into the bed again, and moved closer to Zhou Yan, "I just woke up, how about we sleep together for a while? Anyway, you have a flight in the afternoon!"
"You can sleep, but don't move around!" Zhou Yan reached out and pinched the eldest lady's delicate nose.
Then, the two stared at each other for more than an hour, until Qin Ruoshu's stomach protested.
After eating a mixed meal that I didn’t know was breakfast and lunch, Zhou Yan took the eldest lady for a walk around the Diqing Hotel where they stayed. After some shopping, they returned to the hotel and played "Country Love" together...
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Yan returned to the clouds after taking a lap.
"A new week has begun!"
As soon as Zhou Yan came to the curriculum design classroom, he received unanimous contempt from many classmates.
Many male students even hope that their fingers and palms will have a warm and intimate contact with the left, right, front and bottom sides of Zhou Yan's head.
"Lao Zhou, what have you been doing these two days over the weekend?"
"What else can we do?" Zhou Yan asked Zuo Jiyun and smiled slightly, "It's just a holiday!"
"Damn! You went to Xinhai? Are you crazy? It takes a whole day and a night to take the train!" Zuo Jiyun was shocked to death.
"No way," Zhou Yan smiled coquettishly, "After the discount, the plane ticket is almost the same as the full hard sleeper ticket on the train!"
"You are awesome..."
At this moment, Lin Junfeng on the side gently tapped Zhou Yan's table with a pen: "Old Zhou, where are the information you calculated?"
When people around him heard Lin Junfeng's words, their eyes lit up: Is there any shortcut?
But what Zhou Yan said next made the people around him so angry that they went to heaven: "Teacher Zhang said, those materials cannot be passed around casually, you have to figure it out yourself!"
"How cheap!"
What the people around him didn’t know was that Zhou Yan turned around and immediately sent Lin Junfeng a text message: [Calculation data, I’ll give it to you after I get back to the dormitory!]
Just one week after the start of the new semester, the quality of food at Xinyuan Restaurant near the dormitory began to decline sharply. What made Zhou Yan even more upset was that the rice used to steam rice in the back kitchen of the cafeteria was either early indica rice or old rice with a history of several years.
, after entering the mouth, it is almost like eating steamed buns soaked in water...
Before letting go, Zhou Yan would naturally accept the situation.
But after practicing Taoism, Zhou Yan felt that he should follow his heart, and then he beat Yunzhong and improved the quality of the poor dishes.
After enjoying a ridiculous lunch, Zhou Yan took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and threw it to Lin Junfeng after returning to the dormitory: "Copy it yourself!"
In the clouds in mid-February, the maximum temperature was still below zero, and the snow that fell after the New Year had not yet melted. In order to save calories, Zhou Yan was too lazy to go back to his residence at noon, so he made do with the bedding left in the dormitory.
one time.
After the lunch break, he went to class in the afternoon. When passing by the restaurant, Zhou Yan and a group of roommates found a lot of cars parked in front of the Xinyuan Restaurant, some with the Industrial and Commercial Bureau sign, and some without the sign...
Zhou Yan's roommates were all confused, but Zhou Yan vaguely realized that his phone call must have worked.
During the afternoon meal, students in several dormitories near Xinyuan Restaurant were surprised to find that the quality of food in Xinyuan Restaurant, which had always been designed to fool people, had undergone a qualitative change.
The sweet and sour pork is no longer batter-based, the carrots in the fish-flavored shredded pork are mostly missing, the tofu in the braised pork with frozen tofu is less, the rice is more fragrant, and the steamed buns are stronger...
The next day, a piece of news suddenly went viral in the school: Students of the school called the mayor’s hotline to complain about Xinyuan Restaurant!
"What a good man!"
In this way, Zhou Yan gained a large number of good guy cards.
However, Zhou Yan also knew very well that the canteen contractors were all related households, and the improvement in the quality of food in the school canteen might just be a return to the past...
In the afternoon, the instructor Wang Dong, who rarely appeared in person, suddenly held a meeting. The topic was naturally the quality of food in the canteen.
At the beginning of the class meeting, the instructor went on the line: "Students, the quality of food in the cafeteria is an internal conflict within our school. If you think the quality is poor, you can report it to the school. There is no need to alert the city government, right?"
After that, the instructor played the emotional card again: "It's not easy for people to contract canteens. Look at those uncles and aunts, they are not too young, they are all raising families..."
After the class meeting, the persona of instructor Wang Dong as the "intimate brother" that had only been established for less than two years collapsed.
"The uncles and aunties who contract the canteen are the ones who support their families. Is it because the money in the pockets of us students comes from the strong wind?"
Although the students are full of complaints, we are not in an era where takeaways are everywhere, so we can only go to the cafeteria every day.
However, the relevant higher-level departments had only been away for two days, and the quality of the food in the canteen dropped rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. It quickly became the same as the previous quality, and then there was a retaliatory drop...
By the time the course design was completed, Xinyuan Restaurant had successfully brought the food quality of the entire school restaurant below the passing line: Although there was more than one restaurant contractor, the other restaurants had seen the decline in food quality in Xinyuan Restaurant and had to relax their management.
