A Lucky Coin

There was silence inside and outside the dormitory, even the one who was pressed on the table by the first day of the junior high school didn't bother to make a sound, just staring blankly with the participants in the fight and the audience.

Everyone is silent.

He was very surprised that his own phrase "Is it over?" would have such an effect.

But the embarrassment has not been lifted, because he doesn't know whether he needs to speak the next sentence, and what to say.

After about ten seconds of freezing, someone in the auditorium blew a whistle.

On the first day of the junior high school, he quickly took this opportunity to let go.

It was only then that several people in the room started to move, some stood up, some patted their pants.

The other party took the lead and walked up to the first day of junior high school.

This man is taller than the first year of junior high school. According to the feeling of the first year of junior high school, he is half a head taller than Yan Hang. He should be able to stand side by side with Li Ziqiang and his younger brother Li Zihao regardless of height.

what.

Thinking of Li Zihao, he suddenly felt a little emotional, it was only a summer vacation, and his classmates seemed to have been left in the distant memory.

He has never had any friendship with any classmates. Once no one bullies him, he will lose the last bit of connection with all the classmates around him. His classmates no longer remember him, and he doesn't know that they have all gone. Well, what now...

The man standing in front of him cleared his throat.

On the first day of junior high school, I suddenly realized that I was distracted, so I quickly withdrew my thoughts, turned and walked away.

When he turned around, the man opened his mouth: "You..."

After returning to his original position in the first day of junior high school, his mind was controlled by his long-standing habits. There were so many people, he didn't want to stand in the middle of the crowd.

So even if he heard this person's voice, he suddenly thought that this person probably came to him to talk to him.

Maybe it's to provoke, maybe it's to say something, or to report to the mountain gate so that you can seek revenge in the future...

But the inertia kept him from stopping, and he walked all the way to the window in the dormitory farthest from the crowd before turning his head to look at the man.

The man opened his mouth halfway, his expression on his face was unpredictable, and after a glance or two with Chu, he said again: "You dick, I remember."

Several people pushed through the crowd and walked out.

The first day was relieved.

In fact, according to his experience of being bullied for many years, this kind of fight will not end so easily.

Probably because they are in the dormitory, they are all freshmen, they don't know each other well, and they are afraid of recruiting people from the school...

"It's all gone, let's go," Hu Biao waved to the audience who were still standing at the door, and closed the dormitory door while saying, "There's nothing to watch."

Just as the door was about to close, it was pushed open again, and Su Bin squeezed in.

"Fuck you, I'm fucking waiting for you!" Li Ziqiang walked over as soon as he saw Su Bin, grabbed Su Bin's collar, "I've never seen someone like you!"

"What are you doing!" Su Bin yelled, "What! Do I have to go up and get beaten for something that has nothing to do with me!"

"Forget it, Brother Daqiang," Hu Biao went to pull Li Ziqiang, "Calm down, I'll go get my clothes later."

"What clothes to get!" Li Ziqiang glared at him, "You don't have any clothes to wear, go get them!"

"Military training clothes," Hu Biao sighed, "There was a lot of trouble just now, don't recruit the school leaders again..."

"Forget it." Zhang Qiang glared at Su Bin from the side.

Li Ziqiang let go, and after thinking about it, he pointed at Su Bin, "Don't make any excuses, this matter has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with Zhang Qiang, did we fucking run away? It has nothing to do with Hu Biao , Did he run away! If you don’t dare to go up, you can squat there! It’s nothing to do with the first day of junior high school, he didn’t come back all night!”

"I'm sorry everyone," said someone next to him, "This matter has nothing to do with me alone, and you have all been implicated."

"Don't talk about that, I'm in a dormitory." Li Ziqiang waved his hand.

It was only then that he remembered that there was one more person in the dormitory on the first day of junior high school, so he took a look there.

There was a boy standing on the shelf near the door. He was cleaning his glasses at the moment. He looked quite quiet, but he was not at all stronger than the big and the small when they first fought.

"You still wipe your ass back and forth with that plain mirror." Zhang Qiang said.

"Every mirror needs to be cleaned," the man smiled, put on his glasses, walked up to Chuyi, and stretched out his hand, "My name is Zhou Chunyang, thank you just now."

"First day of junior high school." After a moment of hesitation, the first day of junior high school reached out to shake his hand.

It felt so grown up, as if it was the first time to shake hands with someone, such a grand etiquette, he almost stretched out his left hand.

"Go get your clothes?" Hu Biao never forgot about getting his clothes.

"It's fine for the head of the house to get it," Zhang Qiang said, "Who is our head of the house?"

Everyone looked at me and looked at you, and finally turned their heads to look at the first day of the junior high school.

"No." On the first day of junior high school, he quickly refused. He had never been the leader of a group of four in elementary school, let alone the leader of the group. What a great official, but he has to do something, and he is afraid that he will not be able to speak clearly.

But this simple and straightforward "no" made several people stunned.

On the first day of junior high school, I wanted to add something to ease my tone, but I couldn't find it.

"Then I'll go get it," Zhou Chunyang said, "After getting the clothes, I'm fine. Let's go out for some lunch at noon. I'll treat you."

"I'll go with you," Zhang Qiang said, "You better not be alone."

After the two of them went out, Li Ziqiang walked up to Chuyi and handed him a cigarette: "You are so fucking awesome."

"No, I don't know how to smoke." Chu Yi said.

"Can't you?" Li Ziqiang looked him up and down for a while, then handed the cigarette back to Hu Biao, "Don't pretend to me."

"No pretense." Chu Yi said.

"Where did you go last night?" Hu Biao asked him, smoking a cigarette, "Isn't your home a thousand miles away?"

"My friend's house." When I answered in the first day of junior high school, I suddenly felt a sense of inexplicable pride and satisfaction.

friend.

Not only do I have friends, I get to spend the night at friends' houses!

"Do you still know people here?" Hu Biao said.

"Hmm." Chu Yi smiled.

"That's not bad," Hu Biao said, "The few of them are all from the local area, and they all went crazy."

"What's wrong, what's the matter?" He asked on the first day of the junior high school. He has been tossing around like this since he returned to school, and he still hasn't figured out what happened just now.

"The leader, who knew Zhou Chunyang, had a grudge before," Hu Biao said, "I was about to fight last night, but the dormitory manager came and failed to fight, so I slept all night and didn't get over it. coming."

"Come as soon as you come, and fight when you come back," Li Ziqiang said. "Let me tell you, I used to live on campus, and the people in the same dormitory were the same group. If we don't get along, we will all suffer in the future."

After speaking, he glanced at Su Bin again.

Su Bin kept silent, lying on the bed and playing with his mobile phone.

When I saw him playing with his mobile phone on the first day of junior high school, I realized that my mobile phone was still with him, so I walked over: "My hand, the mobile phone."

Su Bin gave him a sideways glance, and took out his cell phone. When Chu Yi was about to reach out to pick it up, he bypassed Chu Yi's hand and put the phone on the table.

"Thank you." Chu didn't pay much attention to his gesture, he was used to this kind of treatment, not to mention that Su Bin was helping him keep his cell phone.

Hu Biao, who was next to him, was a little upset: "I didn't say, Su Bin, who lives in a dormitory, will stay together for so long in the future. How do you deal with everyone like this?"

"The dormitory is a place to sleep," Su Bin said, "what kind of small group?"

"Go to hell," Hu Biao said, "go, stand outside for a while."

The three of them stood in the corridor, chatting while leaning on the railing, watching the people coming and going below.

On the first day of the junior high school, he took his mobile phone and sent a message to Yan Hang.

-The people in our school are too aggressive, they get into fights as soon as they come

Yan Hang was probably busy, and it took a while to reply to the message.

- Just hit whoever offends you, don't be afraid, you can hit two or three now

-Um

Looking at a few chat records separated by a year in the first day of junior high school, I felt a kind of solid warmth in my heart, like lying on the cotton that has been covered in the sun.

Hu Biao and Li Ziqiang next to him had been chatting, and they didn't interrupt on the first day of the junior high school, so they just listened to their chat.

This was the first time he had grown up and chatted with his classmates standing side by side in the corridor.

He finally understood why many people were willing to stand like this when get out of class was over. This kind of pleasant and relaxed feeling made people feel comfortable.

Listening to their chat, Chu had a general impression of the people in the dormitory.

Big strong and small strong Hu Biao and him, both had poor grades and couldn’t get into Pugao. Su Bin heard that his grades were good, but his family was in trouble, so he came here. I guess he was very upset. He felt that he was not at the same level as them. Zhou Chunyang The locals, whose families are very rich, just come to dawdle.

Zhou Chunyang brought back his military training uniform, and then they went to eat together. Su Bin naturally didn't join their "small group".

When going downstairs, Li Ziqiang expressed his strong dissatisfaction with Zhou Chunyang for taking Su Bin's set back.

"It's all tied up, and the two who didn't come got it back together," Zhou Chunyang said, "Did I dismantle his set on the spot and throw it away... Think about what to eat."

"You are local, why don't you ask us?" Hu Biao said, "You lead the way, we just eat."

"Let's take a taxi," Zhou Chunyang said, "Go eat Western food."

"Western food?" Li Ziqiang glanced at him, "You don't eat seafood?"

"What's the rush? Are you afraid that there will be no seafood to eat here?" Zhou Chunyang said, "The main thing is that I want to eat Western food today. I took my dad's card. It's a bit of a loss not to pay for expensive meals."

"Western food." Hu Biao immediately clapped his hands when he heard "expensive", "Western food."

Yan Hang stood in Chen Jinling's office, a little worried: "Sister Chen, I really haven't written a summary, let alone a summary in English."

"Just this summary," Chen Jinling opened the drawer, took a copy of the summary and handed it to him, "I'll show you what I wrote before, it's basically the content, don't worry, I'll help you if you make any mistakes Changed."

Yan Hang took the summary and looked at it.

"I know you don't want to be a foreman," Chen Jinling said, "I'm just letting you act as an agent for a while now. Whether you want to go to the back kitchen or do something else, it will be helpful for you to know about the various positions in the restaurant, right? ?”

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "Let me try."

He didn't tell Chen Jinling that he didn't want to be a foreman, nor did he say that he wanted to work in the back kitchen. He could only say that Chen Jinling was not a foreman for nothing, and he observed her subordinates very carefully.

"Just send it to my email when it's finished," Chen Jinling said, "You can watch it a bit later, I took leave in the afternoon, and I have to go to the hospital in two days, so I have to go back and tidy up."

"Okay," Yan Hang nodded, "Tell us if you need help."

"I won't be polite to you guys, just tell me if you need my help," Chen Jinling smiled, "It's been so long since you've been fierce, I'm afraid I'm not used to it."

When Yan Hang returned to the front hall, he felt a little stressed.

During this period of time, Chen Jinling has actually been taking him with him, explaining various work procedures to him, but for Yan Hang, the pressure does not only come from the position of foreman itself.

He has been working in the restaurant for almost a year, and has never made any mistakes, and has been directly named and praised by the supervisor a few times, but even if he is only an acting foreman now, after all, there are still old employees who have worked for a few years and are still waiters. .

He has been working with his father since he grew up, and even if he wanted to go to the back kitchen, he never had a serious plan. He was really a little uneasy when he suddenly threw such a job to him.

As soon as he returned to the bar, Zhang Chen leaned over and whispered next to him, "What's the matter? Handover?"

"No," Yan Hang said, "it will probably take a few days."

"Don't be stressed," Zhang Chen said, "You are capable and popular, no problem, I will help you too, I am older than you."

Yan Hang glanced at Zhang Chen and smiled: "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Zhang Chen said, "Just teach me how to cook two more dishes next time."

At noon, the number of customers gradually increased. Yan Hang stood at the bar and watched. The ordering system was newly replaced in the past two days, and some waiters were not familiar with it.

He is very familiar with the work of the waiter, but when standing from this angle, he will find that there are many things that he would not notice at ordinary times, such as who has a problem with the dress, where the sanitation is not handled in time, and which table has no guests. Dissatisfied, where is the stage wrong...

He has no place to relieve this kind of tension and pressure. At this time, he will miss his father very much.

Cui Yi treats him very well, but after all, he is just a friend of his father, he can't say whatever he wants like he did to his father, and Cui Yi's work itself is as busy as a dog every day.

A few guests came in at the door, and Zhang Chen immediately went over to greet them.

To say that among these waiters, this little girl had the quickest response, but she was a bit too careless and would make some mistakes from time to time.

After Zhang Chen sat down a few guests, Yan Hang noticed that they looked like students.

Their restaurant consumption is quite high, and generally no students come to have dinner.

He took another look and was suddenly stunned.

A student with a face facing this side raised his head, glanced at him, and was stunned at the same time as him.

When he stood up and walked towards the bar on the first day of the junior high school, several people were ordering food, Zhou Chunyang chased him, "Hey, why are you going, order food first."

"Same as you." Chu Yi said, looking at the bar counter without looking sideways.

"All right." Zhou Chunyang said.

In fact, he had been paying attention to the route when he took a taxi. In the morning, Yan Hang told him the location of the hotel, and he was already excited when he saw that the route overlapped.

When he entered the restaurant, his first glance was to scan the faces of the waiters around him back and forth.

After scanning around, I didn't see Yan Hang. I thought it was not the same place, but when I was disappointed, I suddenly saw Yan Hang standing behind the bar.

He should have stood up immediately and rushed over, but he froze by the table for several seconds, unable to move.

So handsome.

All his memories of Yan Hang's appearance are casual, casual clothes, sportswear, and running shoes.

At most, I saw Yan Hang wearing ugly work clothes in the coffee shop.

But now he suddenly saw Yan Hang wearing a black uniform, which made him almost unrecognizable.

He never imagined that Yan Hang had such a side.

When walking towards the bar, Chuyi felt that he was so excited that he wanted to turn around.

"Sir, do you need any help?" Yan Hang asked with a smile when he walked to the bar.

"I want to take a picture of you." Chu Yi glared at him.

"Sorry," Yan Hang smiled more clearly, "We don't allow taking pictures during working hours."

"Ah." Chu Yi still looked at him.

"If you want to take pictures of waiters or foremen," Yan Hang said, "you can only take pictures secretly."

"Hey," laughed on the first day of the junior high school, "that time I stole, secretly photographed, and just took a picture of a pot and covered it."

"I'll serve you food later," Yan Hang said with a smile, "You can take your time."

"Why, why do you have different clothes from others?" Chu Yi stared at him up and down.

"The foreman's clothes," Yan Hang said, "I changed in just two days."

"It's so handsome." Chu Yi said.

"Always handsome," Yan Hang looked at their table, "Your classmate?"

"Well," the first day of the junior high school also turned around, saw Zhou Chunyang was also looking this way, and nodded and smiled at them, "We live in a dormitory."

"What happened to the fight today?" Yan Hang asked again.

"Speaking, it's too..." Before the first day of the junior high school finished speaking, a waiter girl came by.

"Brother Hang, I'm sorry," the little girl said, "The customers over there have questions about the dishes."

"I'll be there right away," Yan Hang glanced over there, walked out from behind the bar, and whispered to Chu Yi, "I'll treat you to dinner tonight, so speak slowly."

Chu nodded and looked at Yan Hang's back while walking back.

Yan Hang's uniform fits well, and the uniform pants are longer than the sports pants Yan Hang usually wears. At this moment, he feels that Yan Hang's legs are 1.8 meters long.

"Your friend?" Hu Biao looked at him.

"Yeah." Chu nodded, and sat back in his seat, still looking there.

A couple of foreigners sat at that table. After Yan Hang passed by, they started talking.

The voices are very low, and it is impossible to hear what they are saying at this distance from the first day of junior high school, but they are definitely not Chinese, and they seem to speak very fast.

The speed of speech has always been very sensitive in the first grade of junior high school, because he speaks very slowly.

Yan Hang's relaxed way of always answering with a smile made him understand his English level for the first time outside of Yan Hang's magical circle of friends.

"I ordered cod for you," Zhou Chunyang said, "Is there any problem?"

"No problem," Chuyi said, "I haven't eaten it, I've eaten it."

"Your friend is the foreman, right?" Li Ziqiang said, "Why didn't you say when you said you were here?"

"I don't know that he is here." Chu Yi said.

"What's your friend's name?" Zhou Chunyang asked softly after drinking his saliva.

"Yan Hang," Chu Yi looked at him, "what's the matter?"

"No," Zhou Chunyang glanced over there again, "I didn't see him when I came to eat with my dad before. The foreman here was a beautiful woman."

"You can probably see beautiful women," Hu Biao said, "but men can't."

"That's not necessarily true." Zhou Chunyang smiled.

After Yan Hang finished speaking with the guests at that table, he walked away, and he was embarrassed to keep staring at him on the first day of the junior high school.

But he was a little distracted all the time, and he didn't pay attention to what Li Ziqiang and the others were saying. He didn't come back to his senses until Yan Hang came over with the tray.

"We are all classmates in the first year of junior high school, and we live in the same dormitory." Li Ziqiang said.

"I just heard from him," Yan Hang smiled, and put the dishes on the table, "You two have the best relationship."

"That's right, we had a fight with someone just this morning," Li Ziqiang said, "We became famous for our auto repair before school started, and our dormitory will be pointed at the first grade of junior high school."

Yan Hang took a look at Chuyi, and Chuyi was suddenly embarrassed: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

"Can I have a business card?" Zhou Chunyang looked at Yan Hang.

"Yes." Yan Hang took out a business card holder from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Zhou Chunyang.

Suddenly a little depressed on the first day of junior high school.

Yan Hang has a business card, but he didn't know it. If he knew it, he should have asked for one yesterday.

Although I don't know why I need a business card.

"Give me one too." Hu Biao immediately joined in the fun when he saw it.

"I'll take one too." Zhang Qiang followed.

Yan Hang smiled, handed them business cards, and then looked at the first day of junior high school: "You don't need it, do you?"

With just this sentence, the emotions of the first day of junior high school were suddenly pulled up.

"Yes." He said with a smile.

Yan Hang then handed him one: "Eat slowly, and call me if you have anything."

"Yan Hang," Zhou Chunyang looked at the business card, then turned his head to look at Yan Hang's back, "Your friend doesn't look very old, he's already a foreman?"

"He's special, awesome." Chu Yi said.

"I see." Zhou Chunyang smiled.

It must be seen, and I have seen it.

Chu put Yan Hang's business card in his pocket, and stuck it to the small leather jacket.

Yan Hang personally served their table all the time, as well as desserts and drinks. They felt an indescribable sense of happiness on the first day of junior high school.

It was the first time he experienced this feeling after growing up, and he couldn't even find a similar description.

The meal cost Zhou Chunyang a lot of money, and he didn't see the menu on the first day of junior high school, so he didn't know the price.

When Zhou Chunyang went to the bar to ask Yan Hang to settle the bill, he heard that Zhang Qiang and Hu Biao were helping Zhou Chunyang settle the bill, and then he suddenly realized that the western restaurant where Yan Hang worked was very high-end.

"Don't let the waiter come over to check out, is it because we are afraid that we will be burdened," Hu Biao said, "That's how he can afford it, and we usually just make a bunch of skewers."

"If you are invited to eat, you will eat," Li Ziqiang said, "I'm so sorry, and I didn't ask you to return the invitation."

On the first day of the junior high school, he kept silent, holding his chin and looking at the bar.

Zhou Chunyang didn't know what he said, Yan Hang smiled.

Tsk.On the first day of the junior high school, I picked up the cup and took two sips of water.

To settle the bill, he had to go to the bar to find the foreman to settle the bill. What he said to Yan Hang during this meal today was not as much as Zhou Chunyang told him.