Invade the World Chapter 75

  Chapter 75 Lunch for Two

  Xu Xiangyang's hands arranging notebooks and pencil cases stopped, raised his head, and stared at the slim and beautiful girl in front of him with a smile.

  At the same time, even if he didn't turn his head to look at the surroundings, he could still feel it, and he looked at it with a needle-piercing look.

  Xu Xiangyang suddenly had a deep experience: the experience of being an ordinary boy and Zhu Qingyue walking too close was a bit different from the school's rumors that “he and Lin Xingjie are actually a couple”.

The two people's looks are outstanding among their peers. It's better to say that Lin's long straight hair is even more impressive; but because of Xing Jie's reputation for being remote, and his personality is a bit withdrawn. , She hardly communicates with others, so in the impression of most people-even her classmates, she is a beautiful girl but far away from them.

After a few years of class reunion, people who grew up occasionally talked about the maverick and pure and moving girl in the conversation, but remembered to be a dreamlike girl, imagine where she is now, What are you doing and who you will be with... That kind of feeling.

  But Zhu Qingyue is different. She is approachable, has outstanding grades, is trusted, and is simply a perfect superman.

  For the boys who get along with the monitor day and night, Zhu Qingyue is an object that seems to be within reach, but can't be touched anyway.

  After knowing that the squad leader is not interested in falling in love, they feel regret at the same time, but also secretly feel fortunate, and think it would be better to go on like this.

   But this time, the situation is beyond everyone's imagination: she suddenly appeared to be particularly close to a certain other class of boys, and the result was to arouse the secret vigilance of the same enemy.

  If when I was walking with Lin Xingjie, most of the people watching were still envious, now more than one would feel sour in their hearts.

  As for Xu Xiangyang himself, he has managed to make himself ignore other people's eyes—or at least appear to be nonchalant on the surface. When he saw Zhu Qingyue's invitation, he asked strangely:

  "Aren't you going out to eat with your friends?"

  His family matters, he knows that the relationship between the two is not so good, unless classmate Zhu has other things to tell him.

   "I thought I was eating with Xiaofang, but she just said she was going to help take out the trash, and she ran away by herself." Zhu Qingyue replied.

  ...So that's it, is that person in a hurry to deal with the evidence of the love letter?

   "Then, don't you go with the people in your class?"

  Xu Xiangyang lowered his voice.

   "I just watched a circle, everyone has their own company, and I suddenly said that I would insert it in the middle, which was a bit embarrassing."

  The girl sighed with regret.

  No, no, if you really want to join, regardless of whether the group is male or female, you will definitely raise your hand to welcome you.

  Xu Xiangyang thought.

  Of course, this conclusion holds true for him, and he was also very happy to receive the invitation.

   "Only the two of us?"

   "Is there anyone else? If it's in your class, remember to introduce it to me earlier."

   "No, I have only one person."

  He stopped being hypocritical and nodded vigorously at her.

   "Let's go eat the two of us!"

   An appointment was made to go to the cafeteria to take a look at the two people travelling together.

  If you want to eat here, you have to buy a meal ticket.

  "Drumsticks, bean sprouts, greens, seaweed soup...this pork skewers looks dry, and there are only three...potato shreds, cabbage tofu bubble, that's it?"

  In the small canteen, there were seven or eight people sitting sparsely, half of whom were teachers or staff members here, and none of the students in No.15 Middle School were seen.

  Xu Xiangyang circled the dinner plate, only to feel that even the meat dishes looked mediocre.

   "It's exactly like our school cafeteria."

  Zhu Qingyue made a pertinent evaluation.

  The wet iron plate, the sticky rice, including the dishes that look a little cold, on the basis of ensuring food safety, and reducing costs as much as possible, it is really unappetizing.

  The food here is mainly for students who come to make up classes, so the taste can be expected long ago.

In the school, because they don't want to risk being stopped by the security guards and take food on the street outside, most of the students still eat in the cafeteria obediently; in addition, everyone is hungry after listening to the class for the whole morning. I have to panic, so I will still gobble up the set meal provided by the uncles and aunts.

  But here is different. The commercial street next door, the atmosphere of the cram school is more lively than the school. When get out of class is about to end, everyone's thoughts have already flown to the dazzling array of stalls and vendors.

  Only parents who are very worried about their children eating outside will buy meal coupons in advance; and even if they do, there are still some students who would rather waste them and go to the street to buy them secretly.

   "Let's go out."

  I met a few more students on the road. Xu Xiangyang and Zhu Qingyue walked with them across the road to the opposite commercial street.

  The lively and noisy streets stretch horizontally, restaurants, breakfast shops, noodle shops, or fast food restaurants...Standing on the side of the window and looking inside, the heads are crowded, and the cram school students can be seen in the queue.

There is also a KFC at the intersection of   , and there is a long queue at the door.

  Fried chicken burgers are tempting, but as a high school student who hasn't been able to support themselves, just going out for lunch, they still wouldn't choose this kind of place.

  In this era, for locals with average family conditions, this place is still not a place to spend frequently. It only comes when the family has dinner, celebrates birthdays, or entertains on a date.

  Finally, Xu Xiangyang and Zhu Qingyue found a relatively remote alley, a dumpling restaurant with red lanterns hanging in front of the door.

  Open the transparent curtain, the inside is quite spacious, there are six rows of seats from the door to the kitchen.

  Behind the inner curtain, you can see the steaming white steam in the kitchen. The owner of the shop wearing a white waistline carefully carried a big bowl of steaming dumpling soup out, and greeted enthusiastically when he saw someone coming in.

  The spring is getting thicker and the weather is getting warmer. The fan hung on the wall is spinning, making endless noises, as if it might be thrown off at any time.

Xu Xiangyang saw a few students who came to make up the class on the innermost table. They took off their coats and were sitting there immersed in the soup. He occasionally raised his head to watch TV, chatted a few words, and burst out from time to time. Laugh, attracting people around to look sideways.

People who come out alone will be silent no matter what they do, it is difficult to make a sound, because there are not so many interesting words and interesting things in this world; but if you come out with familiar friends, everything you say will become funny. , Even if it is a topic that is very boring in the eyes of others.

   noticed that after the two of them entered, someone showed surprise and began to lower their heads to speak to the companion sitting next to them.

  Xu Xiangyang turned his head over.

A square color TV set on a high platform is playing a singing program, and the sound from the outside is quite rough, accompanied by a "rustling" sound; the plastic board with the price and the type of food under the TV is peeling off the white paint There are posters of Hong Kong and Taiwan stars on the walls of, half of which have fallen off, showing a dirty dark yellow, covered with a thick layer of oil.

  A little boy is lying on a plastic bench, doing his homework attentively. His feet are green shelves for beer bottles.

   "What do you two want?"

  The boss wiped water on his clothes and came up to welcome the guests. His Mandarin has a strong dialect accent.

  Xu Xiangyang ordered a leek egg dumpling and a fried dumpling, while Zhu Qingyue ordered a bowl of vegetarian dumplings.

  The two of them sat down and pulled out two pairs of disposable chopsticks from the chopstick tube beside them.

  There is a greasy feeling on the bench and table, but the diners who walk into the restaurant don't seem to care or wipe it with napkins.

  Xu Xiangyang, who was waiting for the dumplings to be delivered, turned his head to watch the TV show on the shelf behind him, and suddenly heard Zhu Qingyue, who was across the table, let out a soft "Huh".

"What's wrong?"

   "You look behind you."

  Xu Xiangyang looked away from the TV screen, moved down, and then saw a couple of guests walking into the dumpling restaurant while chatting.

  He knows these two people, one is Teacher Yang and the other is Sun Xiaofang.

  Xu Xiangyang turned his head back subconsciously.

  He and Zhu Qingyue's eyes met, and each other read a little strange emotion from each other's face.

  The few students sitting in the back row naturally noticed that the teacher and a girl came out, but they didn't find it strange. After saying hello, they continued to chat.

  But the two people who just saw the letter were in a somewhat mixed mood. Xu Xiangyang and Zhu Qingyue both pretended to have only found out, and greeted Teacher Yang.

   "...I heard that Teacher Yang will come to class here on weekends."

   Xu Xiangyang whispered.

"Ok."

  Zhu Qingyue nodded and said again.

   "Also, this cram school is run at Xiaofang's house."

   "Yes. So, the relationship between the two of them will indeed be closer than ordinary teachers and students." Xu Xiangyang showed a pensive expression, "It is because of this that Sun Xiaofang likes him, right?"

  The two did not talk a few words, the boss held two bowls of soup and dumplings and approached him. After placing the bowl on the table, he soon delivered two more sauces.

  The dish is filled with soy sauce, vinegar, and diced celery.

  Zhu Qingyue took a dumpling from the bowl, dipped it in a small dish, put one hand under it, and the other hand holding the chopsticks, carefully sending the dumpling into his mouth.

   "It's hot...!"

  She spit out her little pink tongue and started blowing hard into the bowl.

   Waiting for the girl to raise her head, she realized that Xu Xiangyang was sitting on the opposite side of her, looking like she was wandering away from the sky, as if she was lost in thought.

  She asked in surprise:

  "Aren't you going to eat?"

   "...Wait, I suddenly remembered something, I need to go out first."

  Xu Xiangyang took care of himself and stood up from his seat.

   "Hey, what are you doing? Dumplings won't taste good when they are cold."

  "Go make a call and be back soon. I have something to say to Xingjie."

  Throwing down these words, he hurriedly left.

  What does this have to do with her? Zhu Qingyue's eyes widened. At this point, classmate Lin should have lunch at her own home, right?

  She watched the boy's back and went away, chewing on the dumpling fillings, she didn't understand at all.

   By the way, I heard that these two people are neighbors, and they walk very close on weekdays. Is it possible that they all eat lunch together?

  But even if this is the case, do you really need to report?

   Can it be said that this is the legendary... "wife control"?

  Zhu Qingyue thought about something strange, she couldn't help it a little bit, and laughed with a "pouch", attracting curious gazes from Teacher Yang and Sun Xiaofang.

  She quickly reduced her expression and picked up another dumpling.

  No, no, it's not a good thing to always talk about other people's gossip.

  As Xu Xiangyang consciously said, he returned soon, holding two glass bottles with water drops in his hand.

  "Here, I brought back ice-cola from the nearby shop. You seem to be a little afraid of being hot? Go with this, don't eat too fast."

  Xu Xiangyang handed it over and said.

   "Ah, yes, thank you!"

  Zhu Qingyue cheerfully took the Coke.

  She didn't expect the other party to be so considerate...No, think about it, classmate Xu has always been such a considerate person, right?

  Zhu Qingyue took a sip of Coke, and a bit of cold and irritating fluid flow from his tingling tongue.

  She looked at the bubbling bubbles in the glass bottle, and suddenly a thought came to her mind, a thought that everyone would find strange when she said it, and that only she could understand:

  A good boy like Xu Xiangyang, if you really want to be friends with troublesome people like me in the future, isn't it... a bit too wasteful?

  The two had a full meal, paid the money, and left the dumpling restaurant.

  Before this, the students who made up the class, Teacher Yang and Sun Xiaofang, had all greeted and left. They were the last of the three groups to leave.

  Crossing the road and approaching the entrance of the cram school, Xu Xiangyang suddenly suggested to the girl beside him:

  "Zhu Qingyue, I think it's not good for you to sit in the classroom when you're full. Before the class, where should we go for a stroll?"

  This time, he took the initiative to send out the invitation.

  (End of this chapter)

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