They had lunch in a restaurant by the Qinhuai River. Chen Hansheng asked for a private room facing the street.
The decoration in the private room was both modern and retro. Modern referred to the fact that there was a TV and air conditioning, while retro referred to the fact that the entrance was carved with flowers. The tables and chairs were also octagonal mahogany tables.
In addition, the window of the private room was not pushed outwards. It needed to be propped up with a wooden stick. When Bian Shishi opened the window out of curiosity, everyone in the room stared at her with their eyes wide open. They were afraid that the wooden stick would fall down.
If it fell on a passerby, Ximen Qing, they would not be able to eat anymore.
"Why are you all looking at me like that?"
After Bian Shishi propped up the window, everyone was relieved.
"No, no …"
Everyone was too embarrassed to admit it. Chen Hansheng picked up the teapot and poured some water. He said to Wang Zibo, "Come on, Dalang, it's time to take your medicine."
"Get lost!"
Wang Zibo took the cup away with a red face.
Chen Hansheng grinned as he helped the others fill their plates. This restaurant was so antique that the ladies who ordered the dishes were all dressed in ancient clothing. Chen Hansheng picked out seven specialties and estimated that the five of them should be able to finish them.
The scenery by the window was very beautiful. Not far away was the Qinhuai River. It was a bit bleak in late autumn. Those pleasure boats and pleasure boats were all lying on the shore. However, the long street of the Teacher's Temple was always crowded with people, especially student couples.
They were holding hands. The girl was even holding a stick of candied haws. She pointed at those expensive and beautiful accessories and discussed with her boyfriend. The boy looked at the price and estimated that he could not afford it now, so he pretended not to care.
But after a few steps, he turned around and remembered the location of this restaurant. Maybe he was planning to save some money to give his girlfriend a surprise during a certain festival.
The relationship on campus was so pure and beautiful that it made people's heart ache.
Chen Hansheng was eating the sunflower seeds given by the restaurant and looking at all kinds of things outside the window. Xiao Rongyu beside him suddenly pushed him.
"What?"
"I want to eat that too."
Little Yu'er pointed at the old man selling candied haws and said pitifully.
Chen Hansheng didn't want to move, so he said, "It's time to eat. I ordered sweet and sour pork ribs. It tastes about the same."
"No, Xiao Chen, please …"
Xiao Rongyu dragged out the last syllable. The autumn wind blew in from outside the window. It didn't feel cold, but Little Yu 'er's untied hair was messed up. The oval face hidden under her hair had a cute pride.
"Alright, I'll go down for a smoke too."
Chen Hansheng shook his head and stood up. If there were no other people, he probably would have pretended to be dead. But there were two other girls, especially Xiao Rongyu's roommate, Bian Shishi. Chen Hansheng would protect Little Yu'er's pride.
Not long after, Chen Hansheng came back. Stepping on the creaking wooden stairs, he could still hear Bian Shishi's voice.
"Chen Hansheng is not as lazy as you said. You asked him to buy candied haws, and he did it obediently. I think it's good that your boyfriend can do this …"
"You can't praise him, or he'll be arrogant again."
It was Xiao Rongyu who was talking, but she couldn't hide the satisfaction and happiness in her tone.
Chen Hansheng pushed open the door and entered. The girls in the room were all surprised, because he didn't only buy candied haws for Xiao Rongyu, but also a bunch of candied haws for each of the girls.
"Chen Hansheng, it's a pity that you're not from East University, otherwise you'll have to support all the girls in our dorm."
Bian Shishi smiled and took the candied haws.
She didn't mean to look down on the Finance Department. What she meant was that if Chen Hansheng and Little Yu'er were in the same school, all the girls in the dorm would have to be arranged well.
There was a saying, when a girl is in a relationship, she can support all the girls in the dorm; when a boy is in a relationship, he has to rely on his roommate to support him.
"If I'm from East University, then I'll have to have a girlfriend from Tsinghua University or Peking University. Jianye University is the lowest standard."
Chen Hansheng said with a smile.
"Bah, if you're in Tsinghua University or Peking University, then won't you have a girlfriend from Harvard?"
Little Yu'er pinched Chen Hansheng.
Nie Xiaoyu also took the candied haws and sighed, "I've been following Director Chen since my freshman year. This is the first time I've enjoyed such treatment. This is really a memorable moment."
Nie Xiaoyu was just a freshman who didn't know anything. Later on, she gradually grew to her current position, but she still often called him Director Chen. This was the social relationship between the two at the beginning.
Of course, Wang Zibo didn't leave out either. Chen Hansheng passed the candied haws to him, but he rejected it with disdain, "Why are you eating candied haws? Hurry up and eat, I still have something to do later."
Wang Zibo's attitude made the atmosphere in the room a little stagnant, but soon the dishes were served. There were salted duck, sweet and sour pork ribs, braised meatballs, phoenix-tail prawns, shredded chicken, and a big bowl of seasonal vegetable soup. All of them were the specialties of Jianye and Sudong Province.
The girls soon immersed themselves in the delicious food and talked about the recent entertainment news and campus gossip.
Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo ate quickly. They were done after filling their stomachs. The taste of the dishes could only be described as ordinary, far inferior to the small restaurant next to the train station.
Chen Hansheng glanced at the girls. They seemed to have just started eating, and Little Yu'er only ate half of the meatballs in her bowl.
"So slow."
Chen Hansheng took out a cigarette and wondered if he should ask Wang Zibo to go downstairs to smoke. Little Yu'er gently patted his knee and then pointed to another window in the room, indicating that they should smoke there and not go downstairs.
"I'll leave after this cigarette."
Wang Zibo flicked the ash and said.
"So fast."
Chen Hansheng glanced at him.
Wang Zibo nodded his head, "I still have something to do, I'll treat you and Little Yu'er to a meal next time."
After finishing his words, he took a few deep breaths and left after saying goodbye to everyone. Chen Hansheng silently watched Wang Zibo's back as he ran to the bus stop from the second floor.
"Xiao Chen, Zibo went back, come and chat with us too." Little Yu'er called out from the table.
"Sure, what are you guys talking about? I don't want to brag, but whether it's the entertainment circle or the cultural circle, there's nothing that I don't know."
… …
Wang Zibo returned to the entrance of the University of Technology. He looked at the time, it was about 1: 50 pm. He stood at the entrance and looked around, as if he was waiting for someone.
The temperature outside was much colder than inside the restaurant. The autumn wind was like a sharp sickle, scraping through the top of the sycamore tree. The withered yellow leaves fell down with a rustling sound. Not far away, the cleaning lady was struggling to clean up.
After waiting for another 15 minutes, Wang Zibo's hands and feet started to feel cold, but it was useless even if he kept breathing. Fortunately, there was a roasted sweet potato stall on the street near the school. Thinking of how Chen Hansheng coaxed Little Yu'er with a sweet potato just now, he also went to buy one.
With the soft and hot sweet potato in his hand, he felt much better.
At 2: 30 pm, a voice came from behind, "Zibo, I'm really sorry, I woke up a little late. How long have you been waiting?"
"It's okay, I just arrived too."
Wang Zibo walked over and said.
"I knew it, it's so cold today, how could you arrive on time at 2 pm?"
Huang Hui smiled and took off her scarf.
Wang Zibo took out the sweet potato from his pocket, "This is for you."
Huang Hui took a glance at it, "How old are you already? Why are you still eating this? This was used by those poor people who couldn't afford to eat in the past."
"It tastes very sweet, soft and sticky."
Wang Zibo explained.
"Then you can eat it, I don't want it anyway, if you really can't eat it, you can just throw it away."
Huang Hui pulled Wang Zibo, "When I went for an interview yesterday, I saw a Starbucks in front of us, let's go there and have a seat."
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