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Yang Decai was Duan Yan's head teacher in high school, and he served for three years.

Now that ten years have passed, the old man's face has hardly changed except for a few more wrinkles.

He is unsmiling, and his dressing taste is as old-fashioned and old-fashioned as ever, especially the bunch of keys on his waist, and there is a large nail clipper hanging on it, and he can hear the rattling sound wherever he goes.

But one thing to say, Yang Decai is indeed a good teacher. Duan Yan received a lot of care from him when he was studying.

The teacher-student reunion should have been a joy, but at this time the two looked at each other in blank dismay.

The most embarrassing one is of course Duan Yan himself, who is almost [-] years old and still wears school uniforms, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school student, it can be said that he is very shameless.

But he wanted to leave but couldn't. Standing where he was, Yang Decai scanned him four or five times from head to toe. It's not as embarrassing as he got into the sewer next to him.

As if to alleviate the current embarrassing atmosphere, Yang Decai coughed softly before asking the question: "I received a report that students from our school were fighting with people from the vocational high school next door. Duan Yan, explain what's going on?"

To explain this is tantamount to selling Gao Wenfeng, Duan Yan is quite embarrassed.

Xiang Mingqiu, who was standing at the side, interjected: "Actually, we don't know those children. We were walking on the street just now, and some of them suddenly ran over and asked us to do a favor. That's how it is."

"Who are you?" Yang Decai was distracted by Duan Yan just now, and it was only now that he looked at Xiang Mingqiu in front of him, "You are not a student of our school."

"I'm Duan Yan's brother."

Why is there another one pretending to be tender.

Yang Decai was puzzled, he turned his gaze to Duan Yan: "If I remember correctly, you should be the only child, right?"

Duan Yan said succinctly: "I am his half-brother."

"So..." It's not easy to ask too much about family affairs in this area, so Yang Decai brought the topic back, "You kid, tsk...you don't ask the reason when someone asks you for help, it's a good thing Do you agree to bad things casually?!"

A lot of gossiping passers-by looked this way.

That heartless Xiang Mingqiu even took out his cell phone to take pictures.

Duan Yanrao, who was often criticized when he was studying in the past, never imagined that after ten years of graduation, he had to stand in front of the head teacher to receive discipline, and he would lose all face.

Duan Yan never knew how to be submissive, so he couldn't help but retort: ​​"I just want to help them because they are juniors."

......

After being scolded by the head teacher, I have to meet up and chat with the old ones by the way.

Duan Yan didn't leave, neither did Xiang Mingqiu, and he struck up a conversation with Yang Decai very familiarly, as if this was his head teacher, and convinced him.

Ten minutes had passed since the scheduled dinner time, and the two of them had no time to go back and change their clothes, so they had to go directly to the dinner party to meet everyone.

Duan Yan was dragged over by Xiang Mingqiu. At first he refused to agree, but Xiang Mingqiu threatened to post photos of him in school uniform on Weibo.

Now there is no way out, if you have to choose, it is better to be ashamed in front of a dozen people than to be executed publicly in front of tens of thousands of people, and there may even be some of his former classmates among them.

The dining place is located in a Cantonese restaurant in the downtown area.

The environment inside the store is not very good, and it is noisy like a farmer's market, but it is a time-honored brand that has been in business for decades, and it must be full of people every meal time.

Duan Yan and Xiang Mingqiu were wearing school uniforms, and when they entered the store, Ajie and the others didn't notice it.

When the two of them walked to the table, Xiang Mingqiu reached out and knocked on the table: "Wow! Everything is ordered? I'm starving to death."

"Brother Qiu, you really know how to squeeze the time, and you will have something to eat as soon as you arrive." Ajie looked up, was shocked on the spot, and shouted, "Damn!"

The reactions of the others were no different from Ajie's. Looking at Duan Yan and Xiang Mingqiu, who were wearing school uniforms and standing side by side, they looked bewildered.

"Is this the school uniform of Guanghui Private Middle School?"

"Brother Qiu, are you guys playing cosplay?"

Some employees even blatantly joked: "Please pay attention to your age, you two, those who are in the third year should not be cheeky and pretend to be young."

Xiang Mingqiu didn't care, everyone was laughing, and he laughed along with him.

As for Duan Yan, he didn't want to talk to anyone, picked up the menu without saying a word, pondered which items were the most expensive in the store, and vowed to Ming Qiu that he would not give up if he didn't eat it.

Everyone gathered around a table full of sumptuous meals, chatting while eating.

Duan Yan didn't want to be disturbed, so he chose the seat on the farthest side and ate his own.

Peng Zai who was sitting next to him suddenly stood up and left his seat.

After a while, the person who returned to his seat was replaced by Xiang Mingqiu.

Duan Yan gnawed the salt and pepper duck head in his hand, and looked at him: "Why are you sitting here?"

"Pengzai wants to improve his relationship with Vivi. As a gentleman, I naturally want to look like an adult."

"It's really nice to say."

"That's the truth." Xiang Mingqiu glanced at Duan Yan, and suddenly wanted a piece of salt and pepper duck head, but found that all the salt and pepper duck heads had been contracted by Duan Yan.

The waiter brought the freshly prepared roasted pork ribs to the table.

The freshly baked pork ribs are covered with a layer of golden crispy skin, which is shiny with oil and has a rich meaty aroma.

It has both color and aroma, and the taste must be delicious.

Duan Yan picked up a piece, lowered his head and took a bite, suddenly felt that something was wrong, this grilled steak was actually spicy, so he quickly pissed it off.

"Spicy, it's not tasty." Without thinking about it, he put the gnawed piece of roast pork directly into Xiang Mingqiu's dinner plate.

Xiang Mingqiu was talking on the phone with a client, saw Duan Yan throwing something he didn't like to eat, but he didn't feel disgusted, took a fork to poke the piece of grilled steak, put it in his mouth, and asked the waiter for a piece of food along the way. Can of Wangzai milk.

The clerk quickly brought over the Wangzai milk, and kindly helped to open it and put in a straw: "Little boy, here is your Wangzai milk."

Xiang Mingqiu was still chatting on the phone, he pointed to Duan Yan next to him, and signaled the waiter to give the Wangzai milk to him.

The scene in front of them was all seen by the nightclub employees, and everyone felt incredible about it.

Their boss is really nice, but he is not an ordinary clean freak when it comes to eating, not to mention letting him eat what is on other people's plates, even if someone else has picked up the plate, he will not even touch it.

Looking at the things on the table, there is no dish that comes with a pair of serving chopsticks.

Duan Yan has already finished eating salt and pepper duck head, and is eating fried stuffed lotus root.

With a concentrated expression, he picked out the pork belly sandwiched in the sliced ​​lotus root, and put it on Xiang Mingqiu's plate.

Whatever Duan Yan didn't want to eat, Xiang Mingqiu ate for him.

No wonder the people around are thinking wildly, the way these two get along is so natural, it's like...

Everyone started whispering.

"Hey! Do you think our boss and Brother Yan have something?"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's just eating a big roasted pork ribs and pork belly."

"But you also know that the boss never touches food that other people have eaten."

"That's right, look how caring Brother Qiu is, taking care of him in everything."

"They just have a good relationship. I heard that they opened a kennel together. They're just good brothers. Don't get me wrong."

"But brother Qiu ordered Wangzai milk for him just now, and none of us have Wangzai milk to drink."

Xiang Mingqiu, who had finished talking on the phone, put away his phone, and in front of everyone, he casually put a piece of braised mutton into Duan Yan's bowl: "This is not spicy, but quite delicious."