Dashi Shenhao

Chapter 68 Not a Thing

"Have you practiced before?" Wen Xintong continued to ask.

Qin Shuai could only nod his head and said, "It's not considered practice, I just read the technical documentation of the racing car and knew how to pry the side of the car up."

"This..." Wen Xintong had nothing to say.

Qin Shuai went on to say: "At that time, I was actually startled, there happened to be an oil tanker truck behind us, if we didn't want to find a way to get there, it might be more dangerous.

Let's just say that when I hit it, the car will slow down, and after slowing down, it will definitely be hit by the tanker behind.

So just take a chance. "

Now that the words have come to this point, Wan Yingying also asked: "What if it doesn't work?"

"That's also the front of the car on my side, hitting the body of that 5 Series."

"You're just for..." Before Wan Yingying finished speaking, Qin Shuai interrupted her and said, "Actually, Mengmeng asked me to drive because she trusts me, and even if there is any danger, she should not let her bear it. "

"That's enough for a man." Wen Xintong stretched out her thumb, turned her head and said to Zhang Mengmeng, "Hold it well."

Zhang Mengmeng: "..."

Because of the huge physical exertion, Qin Shuai ate nearly half of a table of dishes by himself.

After eating, he got up to clear the table.

Zhang Mengmeng stopped him and said, "Don't worry about it, I'll clean it up."

Qin Shuai shook his head with a smile, and said, "No, let me come, you can chat for a while."

After speaking, he walked into the kitchen.

Wash dishes, scrub pans.

After cleaning everything up, Qin Shuai opened the refrigerator and found two watermelons inside.

He immediately picked up the watermelon.

The knife is like flying, and with a few swipes, it is cut into two halves...

Take four spoons from the cupboard and stick one on each watermelon.

Just take it out.

"Eat melons, don't be restrained." Qin Shuai put the melons on the coffee table.

Seeing the melon and the spoon for eating it, Wan Yingying immediately smiled and praised it, "You can eat melons if you dig and eat them. If you cut them and eat them, they are not called fruits."

Qin Shuai thinks so.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Qin Shuai looked at the time and said, "I'm going back to the dormitory first, and I'm afraid of going to bed later, so please lock the door."

After speaking, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Zhang Mengmeng let go of her habit, as if she suddenly remembered something, and said, "Wait a minute."

After speaking, he ran into the bedroom.

He took out a key card and a bunch of keys.

"Here is the door card and key of the community." Anyway, she blushed a little.

Qin Shuai nodded, took it, and said, "Okay, I'll come over and make you some delicious food later when I have time."

After a pause, he pointed to the kitchen and said, "There is a pot of milk tea over there. You can serve it yourself. There are no pearls. Just make do with it. Don't burn it."

After that, he went out the door.

After Qin Shuai left, Wan Yingying immediately ran into the kitchen, and then shouted excitedly, "I said, Xiao Yingzi really spoils you, and really has a big pot of milk tea."

Seeing the milk tea, Zhang Mengmeng's face became even more flushed.

Are you happy?
For sure.

Just when she was so happy that she couldn't help herself.

Wen Xintong said suddenly, "What are you going to do?"

"What? Drink, it must be." Zhang Mengmeng replied.

"You know what I'm asking. Even if you keep avoiding it, you can't say that this problem doesn't exist, right?"

Hearing Wen Xintong throw out the question.

Wan Yingying was also silent.

Wen Xintong's question is actually very simple.

It was a matter of Zhang Mengmeng and Qin Shuai's identities and classes.

Although for many people, these are not issues.

In fact, the gap between status and class is not big enough.

When you really reach Zhang Mengmeng's class, you actually pay more attention to a well-matched family.

Although her parents dote on her very much, they will not compromise on this kind of thing.

To put it bluntly, it’s okay to just have fun, but if you really want to live together for the rest of your life, it’s actually very difficult.

Zhang Mengmeng thought for a while and said, "I think, I like him and he likes me, that's enough."

"You're taking it for granted." Wan Yingying said, frowning.

Zhang Mengmeng shook her head, "It's a big deal. I'll pay him to start a company. As long as the project is good enough and we can make some achievements, my dad won't stop us."

"Actually, it is also a method. If it is to develop into a higher academic field, it is fine." Wen Xintong also gave a suggested direction.

"How about the three of us go to him together?" Wan Yingying said tentatively.

"Together?"

"It's just to start a business together, what do you think?"

"I can see it."

"agree!"

The three girls are ready to create an identity for Qin Shuai that is worthy of Zhang Mengmeng's fiancé.

But Qin Shuai himself knew nothing about it.

He was thinking about whether to make a confession.

After much deliberation, he decided to let nature take its course.

Strolling back to the dormitory, I found that the brothers had also set up hot pot in the dormitory.

only.

One is a luxury version of hot pot, while in the dormitory, there is a beggar's version of hot pot with an alcohol stove and a small iron pot.

"Let's go, Qin Shuai." Lin Xiaogang said to Qin Shuai holding a disposable paper bowl.

Qin Shuai shook his head and said, "I won't eat, I'm already full, you can eat."

Subconsciously, he couldn't help appraising what his classmates cooked.

Beef, okay, at least it's beef, not duck.

The hot pot balls are almost meaningless, because there are only starch and spices.

Duck intestines, good, very fresh.

Vegetables don't need to be identified, they can be seen at a glance.

It's just that the food is okay, but the cooking time is too unsatisfactory.

On second thought, too.

Just out of high school and just off to college.

Except for the kind of families who really need to cook for themselves, it seems that no one really knows how to cook.

Especially, now, there are many guns outside the restaurant.

Go out and turn around, there are 10 door-faced rooms, at least half of which are restaurants.

Of course, there is still an unshakeable intermediary.

So there are fewer and fewer people who know how to cook.

In fact, we can't blame everyone for not learning.

In essence, it is busy.

Now that he saw it, Qin Shuai simply took a bowl and a pair of chopsticks.

Under the meat.

Bring to a boil.

Remove to a bowl.

Then the dishes are served.

There are long and short cooking times.

"Try this I cooked." Qin Shuai pointed to his own bowl, then turned to Lin Xiaogang and said, "If you are jealous, you can add some sesame sauce, it tastes good.

I have a small bottle in my cupboard, wait a minute. "

After speaking, Qin Shuai got up.

And his classmates, with the mentality of trying it out, grabbed the magic... no, the magic chopsticks stuck into his bowl.

Qin Shuai opened the cabinet and took out the vinegar and chili oil he had brought.

Turning around, I found that the bowl was empty...

This……

"You..." Bu Yifan swallowed the meat in his mouth with all his strength and said, "If I hadn't looked at your meat, I really thought we were not eating the same thing!!!"

(End of this chapter)