Please don't touch me at the same table, thank you

Another week passed, and finally ushered in the most anticipated Friday of the four classes.

It's a day off, and it's also a day when the head teacher invites you to barbecue!

As the saying goes, a half-sized man eats a poor man, which is absolutely true.A man of medium stature like Meng Xi would have to order two meat dishes for a takeout meal, not to mention that two-thirds of the science class are boys, and most of them are big guys with huge appetites.

The monitor discussed with everyone, and agreed that although he really wanted to see Lao Tang bleed, a large class of 54 students was not a buffet, and it might not be enough to eat a few thousand.

After all, Old Tang is just an ordinary class teacher, and there is a second child in the kindergarten at home. They really feel sorry for eating up half a month's salary.

So the squad leader did the math, and decided to charge 50 yuan for each person who participated in the barbecue according to the statistics of the barbecue expenses of several boys.

Although it is not mandatory, you can eat even if you don’t pay, but after all, you will have to get along with each other day and night in the following days. Besides, the tuition fee of No. [-] Middle School alone is tens of thousands. If anyone is really cheeky to eat this meal for nothing, everyone will know .

At the end of the statistics, only a few students said that they could not go.A few of them were busy and couldn’t spare the time, and the other two were really from poor families. Later, the boys put in 10 yuan and I made 15 yuan, and they were brought together in a lively manner.

The day before the meal fee was collected, Meng Xi was still hesitating, and passed a note to Song Huai during evening self-study, asking him if he would go.

Song Huai was doing a page count. After unpacking the ball of paper, he read it for a while, attached a sentence on the paper, and passed it back.

Meng Xi couldn't wait to open it, only to see two extremely indifferent sentences written on it:

don't go.Also, have you practiced your handwriting? Why are you still so ugly?

"........."

I'm so worried, bro.

Meng Xi tore a post-it note again, tried his best to write neatly, and passed it on.

Song Huai took a look and asked why.He was too lazy to write or answer, so he just used the post-it note to fold a small paper crane and flew over.

Meng Xi saw it clearly from the side, and was very dissatisfied with his perfunctory attitude, and was a little curious about where he learned the thousand paper crane folding method. With one hand, he quickly snatched the gadget away.

Meng Xi was taken aback, only to realize that the whole class couldn't hear any noise, which was obviously not right.

He looked back and saw Zhu Jun holding the paper crane, with the other hand behind his back, and sneered, "I saw you two passing it around outside, this is the self-study last night, it's not a play between the two of you! "

Then, he threw the bird on the table and sternly pointed at Meng Xi's table, "Stand up and tell me, what were you two doing just now? What do you have to say now?"

Everyone secretly raised their eyes and hid behind the pile of books to watch the play quietly.

Meng Xi: "..."

This old thief, seeing that it was Song Huai who threw it over, and he only looked at him and scolded him, obviously he couldn't afford to provoke the rate of admission, so he picked a soft persimmon.

He cursed inwardly, and stood up slowly, "Director, I..."

"Teacher." Song Huai, who was at the side, lazily raised his hand and stepped in, "We were just studying the motion of a uniform speed curve."

director:"?"

Everyone:"???"

Meng Xi turned his head with a stiff neck, Song Huai's face was not blushing, and he nodded the little bird he folded, and explained calmly, "Meng Xi has never been able to distinguish the difference between a constant velocity curve and a constant velocity curve, so I folded a paper crane on the spot and showed him the whole trajectory from flying out to falling to the ground."

director:"……"

He opened his mouth, not knowing where to refute.

Song Huai spoke seriously, as if this was the case, and explained clearly why the paper cranes were folded rather than replaced by other things - the paper cranes flew slower and were easier to see with the naked eye.

... To say so much is to offend with confidence.

Zhu Jun took the paper crane apart and took a look. There were only three words "why" written on it, which happened to match Song Huai's confession.

"...Next time, try to do these 'experiments' after class." Zhu Jun couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he could only say, "You fly this thing, Meng Xi understands it, but what if it affects other students' learning?"

"That's just right," Song Huai said lightly, "I can teach the whole class the difference between a constant speed curve and a uniform speed curve."

This day happened to be the evening self-study of physics.

Everyone: "..."

Meng Xi covered his face, it was too horrible to look at.

"..."

Zhu Jun took a deep breath, and pressed back the throbbing veins on his forehead.

In the future, no one will say that Meng Xi is a thorn, he thinks that Song Huai is the most thorn in this school!It's still the kind of high-IQ thorn that you want to hand over a step, and he smashes it with a hammer!

Teacher Zhu Jun pinched the crowd and went out.

pissed off.

Meng Xi sat down frightened and took a deep breath for 1 minute to save his beating heart.

"Brother, were you made of bamboo sticks in your previous life?"

He sighed and said to Song Huai, "Fortunately, you are a friendly army."

Song Huai: "..."

·

Song Huai refused to go, but couldn't bear Meng Xi's lobbying, and finally signed up.

The place for the dinner is a newly opened barbecue restaurant, which is well decorated and has an area of ​​more than 200 square meters, which can fully accommodate this large group of people.

The most important thing is that the shop owner is Lao Tang's college classmate, so he can get a discount.

Song Huai and Meng Xi trailed behind the crowd and walked slowly. Most of them had already sat down when they entered. Wang Cheng took a few cans of drinks and greeted them quickly after seeing them, "Brother Meng, the god of learning! Come on, come on, Sit on our side, I have already reserved a place for you two!"

Unknowingly, everyone has formed a habit. If you call Xueshen, you have to bring Brother Meng, and if you call Meng brother, you have to bring Xueshen. It seems that these two people have become an inseparable one, just like the Haier brothers. I feel bad for one of them.

Meng Xi walked over to take a look, hey, the acquaintances at the table: class monitor Chi Hui, sports committee Qian Shuixing, Wang Long, and three little girls - Chinese class representative Tian Xiaojuan, life committee member Wen Lan, and Chen Jin's front desk Su Quiet.

He raised his eyebrows.

These three are good friends, they are inseparable wherever they go, and it is not surprising that they sit together.But sitting with a few of their elders, just... He was quite surprised.

Wang Long and the others picked a long table against the wall. Three little girls sat together, Wang Long and Qian Shuixing sat on both sides of the long table, and Chi Hui sat alone on one side. It is left to them.

Meng Xi thought for a while, let Song Huai go in first, and sat between Chi Hui and him.

Although it is not self-service, the barbecue shop also provides the service of grilling by oneself.The waiter came and turned on the stove for them, poured cooking oil, adjusted the temperature, and the dishes were ready to be served.

The tenderloin, loin, and beef tendons were spread out piece by piece on the white kitchen paper. When the hot oil droplets touched the raw meat, they immediately made a crackling sound.

The small pork is cut into cubes, and it emits a burst of fragrance when it is roasted until golden brown. The girls open the cooking pot and add mushrooms, rice cakes, green vegetables, lotus root slices and bean skins. The lettuce can be out of the pot after a little heat and placed on a plate Cool it in the oven, wait until the meat is cooked, sprinkle cumin on both sides, then wrap it with lettuce leaves and dip it in the sauce you made yourself, the taste is fragrant but not greasy.

More importantly, eating a bite of meat and a bite of vegetarian food can also comfort yourself that energy conservation will not make you fat...

Halfway through the meal, Wang Long secretly went to the counter to get a few cans of beer. The girls couldn't drink it. The boys present, except Song Huai, each filled a glass——

There is no other way, if Xueshen doesn't want to drink, then no one can drink it.

Halfway through the meal, the atmosphere gradually heated up. Wang Long drank some wine and began to brag that he had turned over three punks in a certain junior high school before, and saved a little girl who was threatened with protection money. It seems that he never forgets people.

Qian Shuixing had a little Qingmei who grew up with her, and she deeply felt the same way. The two of them hugged their shoulders and cried bitterly, and the others didn't bother to intervene.

Chi Hui also rarely talked too much, pulling Meng Xi's sleeves and talking about things, saying that it is not easy for him to be the class leader, and all the little bastards in the class are all monkeys from Huaguoshan, saying that sometimes he is not happy because of class work. , There is no way to study quietly and so on.

While chatting with Song Huai, Meng Xi casually said um, um, and before he said he would resign, he threw a piece of beef tendon that Xueshen didn't like in his bowl, which comforted the poor and fragile heart of the tool man.

The three little girls didn't talk to these old men. They still remembered their ladylike image, and they only took pictures with their mobile phones, including themselves, and secretly took pictures of Song Huai and Meng Xi from various angles.

Su Wenjing was inexperienced, and she didn't expect to turn off the flash when she secretly turned on the rear camera. Meng Xi was filling Song Huai's hot water when a flash of light suddenly appeared in front of him, almost blinding him.

The atmosphere was instantly awkward, Su Wenjing's hands were shaking, and Zhan Zhanwei whispered sorry.It's impossible for Meng Xi to care about a little girl, so he rarely smiled and generously let them shoot whatever they want, as long as they don't post it on the Internet, that's fine.

Immediately, the little girl was moved to tears, and she muttered in her mouth that she wanted a die-hard fan of Hail, but he didn't hear what she said clearly.

Compared with this group of rambunctious young people, Song Huai was the quietest one from beginning to end.

He doesn't have a heavy appetite, he can eat as long as he can, and light food is best, and he can't move a few chopsticks after a meal, which makes old father Meng Xi very worried.

When he went to refill the dishes after eating a wave, he specially picked out some dishes that were neither sweet nor greasy, put them in the pot to cook, and brought him another soup bowl before moving some chopsticks.

"By the way, didn't my mother pack some snacks for you?" Meng Xi suddenly thought of this, "How do you feel about eating? If you think it's okay, why don't you come to my house for dinner sometime?"

Both his father and his mother are good at cooking. Meng Jianguo often traveled to Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan due to work needs in his early years, and developed a taste for spicy and salty food. Meng Xi inherited his father's taste.Xu Huifang is different. She is a serious Jiangnan girl with a sweeter taste, which should be more suitable for Song Huai's appetite.

Before Song Huai could answer, Tian Xiaojuan, who was on the opposite side, almost spit out her drink, and sighed, "Brother Meng, you... are you going to bring Xue Shen to meet your parents so soon?"

Meng Xi: "???"

The author has something to say: Yes, not only met the parents, but also lived together (no problem)