At Emperor Qing High School, the grand school sacrifice had finally begun.
As the candidate for the waiter, he was already nowhere to be found by Huizi this early in the morning. As soon as Qin Dynasty left, Zhao Jingjing was left alone, and suddenly felt that he was not in the mood to train.
Later on, under the instigation of the restless old man, Zhao Qingshan, the two of them came to Emperor Qing High School together to see what Huizi's coffee shop looked like.
As soon as he entered the school, Zhao Jingjing discovered all kinds of billboards on the playground, and these billboards indicated where they were located.
"Haunted House, Otaku House …" Zhao Jingjing looked at the introductions on the advertising boards and felt that it was extremely interesting. This was the island nation. If it was on the mainland, it would be impossible for such a school sacrifice to be created by the students' own imagination.
On the mainland, there was at most one school anniversary every year. The content of the school anniversary was nothing more than a party. A group of students and teachers, singing, dancing, and reciting poems, could not come up with any new ideas.
"Otaku House..." There are hundreds of beautiful inflatable dolls, thousands of popular AV works … "
Zhao Jingjing turned around and realized that he could not find his father. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the old man was drooling as he leaned on the advertisement board of the Otaku House, studying how to get to the Otaku House.
"Dad!" Zhao Jingjing was so angry that she could barely call out her father. Heavens, how could he have the nerve to do it in front of so many students!
"Cough cough, I just felt angry in my heart, so I took a few more glances." Zhao Qingshan blushed, turned around, and said in all seriousness, "The students these days, all of them, are too outrageous. How can they do such an immoral thing …"
As he said that, Zhao Qingshan suddenly asked a little girl who passed by.
"Student, can I ask the direction of the stadium?"
"Dad!" Zhao Jingjing was furious again. The advertisement for the otaku house clearly stated that the venue was at the east gate of the stadium.
"If you continue to be like this, I'll kick you out!" Zhao Jingjing was so angry that she ignored her father and started to look for the advertisement for the coffee shop.
Soon, she saw a coffee shop on a billboard.
"Hey, why are there two coffee shops here?" Zhao Jingjing studied the billboard, "Other than Huizi's coffee shop, there is also a student called Da Chuanbao who opened a coffee shop. Now there is competition."
"Competition is good!" Zhao Qingshan said from the side, "Only with competition can there be progress."
"Well said, uncle!"
Just when Zhao Jingjing wanted to speak up for Huizi, a boy's voice suddenly came from the side.
The two of them turned around and saw a boy wearing a student-style suit with neatly combed hair and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He clapped his hands slowly as he spoke.
This boy exuded such a shrewd and capable aura.
"Who are you?" Zhao Jingjing asked as she looked at the guy who had greased his hair countless times.
"I am the president of the Qing Emperor High School's student council, Luan Yamano." The boy bowed gracefully, then straightened up and sized up Zhao Jingjing with sparkling eyes, saying, "This beautiful female student, are you a new student who just arrived? I don't think I've seen you before."
"Sorry, I'm not a student." Zhao Jingjing shrugged her shoulders, "I was invited."
"So you're a visitor. May I know your name?"
"Zhao Jingjing!" Zhao Jingjing was a little annoyed by this man and threw out her name in annoyance.
"Zhao Jingjing, so Miss is from China." An indescribable look flashed across Luan Yamano's eyes as he continued, "Miss Jingjing, I am deeply honored that you have come all the way to visit our high school. So, let me show you around today. I will let you see the most interesting part of this school sacrifice. "
"No need, I'm just here to take a look at my friend's coffee shop." Zhao Jingjing didn't want to be followed by a fly while she was visiting.
"That's great. Coincidentally, my friend is also opening a coffee shop. You can go there as a guest. Their service is pretty good, and the coffee is also very good! "
Luan Yamano immediately had a very excited look on his face.
"Your friend's coffee shop?" Zhao Jingjing thought, did Huizi also have such a friend?
"Yes, my friend's name is Da Chuanbao, he has a lot of talent in business, I can bring you guys to take a look, this way you don't have to queue up!"
From Luan Yamano's words, he seemed to be especially powerful.
"No need!" Hearing that, Zhao Jingjing couldn't help but sneer. Da Chuanbao, this was Huizi's competitor, she hated him more than anything, how could she rush to take a look?
"Miss Jingjing, you don't have to be so polite. This isn't any trouble for me at all. It's just a small matter." Luan Yamano didn't know that he had already offended Zhao Jingjing, and was still speaking with assurance.
Just as Zhao Jingjing couldn't help but want to give him a kick, a fat middle-aged woman suddenly walked past him.
Beside the woman was a young woman with an enchanting figure.
"Luan Yamano, take me to the swimming pool."
"Ah!" Hearing that, Luan Yamano could not be bothered to continue speaking with assurance, and said to Zhao Jingjing apologetically.
"I'm sorry, Miss Jingjing, the director asked me to accompany her. Sigh, this student council president is just too busy with work. I'll come find you when I'm free. Wait for me, Miss Jingjing!
"With that, Luan Yamano hurriedly followed the director and left.
"I'll wait, I'll wait for your grandmother's leg!" Zhao Jingjing rolled her eyes. When she turned her head, she saw that old man Zhao Qingshan was studying the real person illustration on the otaku building.
"Dad, your daughter is being teased, and you don't even care!"
"Yo!" The old man said unreliably, "Who dares to provoke my daughter? It's good enough that you don't tease them!"
"I'm so angry. Is that how you talk about your own daughter?"
"My daughter, we martial artists don't lie!"
"You're talking about a monk!"
"Eh …" It's the same. Isn't the Shaolin Temple also practicing martial arts? All the martial arts in the world come from Shaolin! "
Zhao Jingjing was really defeated by her unreliable father. She ignored her father, studied the location of the coffee shop, and began to look for Keiko and the others.
The huge campus was filled with people.
There were often small stalls like octopus balls and Kanto cooking on the side of the road, and their business was abnormally hot. The shop owners were naturally all students. They were all sweating profusely and were about to be overwhelmed with work.
"Today's school sacrifice is very popular." Zhao Jingjing could not help but say.
"That's right, that's right, there are so many girls …" Zhao Qingshan's eyes seemed to have hooks, he could directly sweep through the girl's skirt, "This girl is wearing black, she's very sexy … That's white, that's pure … Oh my god, that one actually didn't wear it …" Aiyo! "
This was Zhao Jingjing stepping on his father's foot.
"Dad, are you a grandmaster or not? Even I feel embarrassed for you!"
Zhao Jingjing said angrily.
"Good daughter, your father can't be considered a grandmaster." Zhao Qingshan suddenly became serious, and said in all seriousness, "Only your ancestor, Liu Renwu, is a true grandmaster of a generation. Your father, I, have only learned the third level of martial arts from him. Sigh, it's a pity that Master left early … Otherwise, our Renwu Guild Hall wouldn't be bullied like this. "
"Dad, it's fine. I'm still here." Zhao Jingjing said, "As long as we brothers are still here, we will not let the name of Renwu Guild Hall fall."
"Alright, alright, if you say that, I'm glad. My good daughter, look, there are so many people today, Huizi must be very popular, Ziming must be very busy. "
"Training every day is so easy, it's only right for him to be tired." Zhao Jingjing's words made Zhao Qingshan a little speechless.
This was easy, it seemed like his daughter was really a martial arts fanatic …
"My good daughter, you have to learn martial arts step by step." As a father, he advised earnestly, "You can't be greedy and rash, otherwise it might backfire."
"Aiya, I know! "How annoying!" Zhao Jingjing waved his hand impatiently, interrupting his father's words, "Hurry up and go, I can't help but want to taste the coffee made by Huizi."
The two of them thought that they would have to wait in line, but when they arrived at the coffee shop. What a guy, the door was empty!
In a simple shed of more than 40 square meters, Keiko and her two female classmates were all sitting on chairs with a sad face.
There were no customers inside, only Qin dynasty was drinking coffee without a care in the world.
Although the shed was simple, it was not hard to see that Huizi had put in a lot of effort to dress it up. The interior was decorated with pink walls and a European-style layout. It looked very romantic.
However, no one came in to drink coffee even though there were so many people around.
"Sister Zhao, Uncle Zhao, you're here!" Seeing Zhao Jingjing coming, Huizi was very happy, and took the initiative to welcome him, "Let's try two cups of coffee."
"Huizi, why is there no one here?" Zhao Jingjing ordered two cups of coffee, then sat at the clean table and asked Huizi.
"Don't mention it." Qin dynasty was sitting at the table next to him, wearing a waiter's clothes. On top was a white shirt, a bow tie, clean and tidy. He was wearing black trousers, which were straight and handsome.
Zhao Jingjing's eyes lit up. Needless to say, this guy dressed up as a waiter was quite tasteful.
"The one called Da Chuanbao on the other side also opened a coffee shop. Damn it, the waitress inside is almost dressed like a three-point dress. If I wasn't on Huizi's side, I would have gone for coffee too. "
When Qin dynasty explained, Zhao Jingjing came to a sudden realization, and at the same time cursed in his heart. That Da Chuanbao was really despicable!
"Cough cough, I need to pee. I want to leave for a while." At this time, Zhao Qingshan stood up, coughed dryly, and said while clutching his stomach.
"Sit down!" Zhao Jingjing used his toes to know what his father was going to do. He pulled him down and sat down.
Zhao Qingshan immediately frowned, as if he was sitting on pins and needles.
Three-point style, three-point style, are you going to leave me just like that?
"Sister Zhao, let's drink some coffee." Huizi's face was also a little gloomy as she brought the steaming hot coffee to the table of the two of them.
Before he drank the coffee, a strong aroma wafted through the air.
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