monster restaurant

Near Zhu Zhechi, near the ink is black.

"When Mingsan was very young, he killed a pet dog at home. At that time, I was shocked and beat Mingsan severely. But he told me that a dog is a dog and is different from a human. , not to mention that I often beat and scold that dog, and often curse the dog to death."

"He is still a very small child, and I have no way to refute what he said. He doesn't understand much reason, and I can't explain the truth of being a human being to him."

"My pet dog has a very bad temper, lazy and greedy. I don't care if I beat him or scold him, at least I will give him food and keep him alive."

One night, Mingsan's mother regained her senses. When everyone was eating in the morning, she was talking beside her, as if she still didn't admit that she was dead.

On the dinner table are Yinglong's specially prepared dandan noodles, fried noodles, and noodles with fried sauce, as well as a very refreshing tomato and egg soup.

Inheriting hundreds of years of craftsmanship, Ying Long really excels at it.

After finishing a large bowl of noodles in a hurry, Zhang Beibei glanced at the large bowl of noodles on the table, which still had a little noodle soup in it, and asked, "Do you want any noodle soup, ghost?"

Everyone else shook their heads, squatting alone in the corner, and Ah Gui, who was eating with his head down holding his bowl, also shook his head, and Zhang Beibei poured the remaining noodle soup into his own bowl, and drank it in a sloppy manner.

There was a guest this morning, so there was no time to delay, everyone went out without stopping.

With a flick of the palm, the rubber band on the wrist slipped off and turned into a whip. Li Qingming drew a tick-like symbol in front of Mingsan's mother's soul, and the soul involuntarily followed everyone out of the restaurant, got on the bus, got off, followed into school.

The first class is for an old man, who is very serious. He will roll his name before class, during breaks, and after class.It is about the structural problems of machinery, and there are also some very complicated blueprints, which are blurred and unclear at all when played with a projector.

After finishing get out of class with great difficulty, two-thirds of the students did not understand.

"But don't worry, as long as the class roll call can be called every time, and the homework is more serious, the teacher will give it even if the test score is low. What the teacher wants is our attitude of studying hard." Seeing that Li Qingming and others are frowning, A classmate couldn't help but came over to explain that he wanted to talk to the newcomers in the class for a long time.

Two hundred and five basically didn't understand a single word, so he said with a straight face, "Then what's the use of teaching this class? I checked, and I won't need this knowledge to go to work in the future. We will find a job with a professional counterpart in the future. Foreman training, there are software instructions in the office, what is the significance of this class? I always feel that I paid the money but didn’t learn anything, and I feel wronged.”

The classmate who spoke was taken aback by the words, and when Zhang Beibei finished speaking, he shrugged and said, "Probably because this class has credits, so that we can graduate with a diploma."

"That's the only function." Zhang Beibei continued, "Foreign universities don't know what to do. Like ours, there are completely useless subjects. Apart from the function of taking credits, is there no other use?"

"Probably also." The classmate felt that Zhang BeiJi was good-looking, but his words were a bit rough, and he didn't know how to continue the conversation, so he retreated decisively and ran away.

Changing classrooms with the textbook in his arms, Zhang Beibei frowns again, "I don't seem to understand this class either."

Patting Zhang BeiJi on the shoulder, Li Qingming said seriously: "If you don't understand, you have to listen. The most important thing is your attitude."

Especially pure mechanical principles, and some electrical engineering knowledge.The textbook is very thick, and there are many knowledge points. The teacher is very slick, but in fact, it is not practical at all. I will definitely not need this to go to work in the future.

Fortunately, this class is relatively simple. The teacher is a short and fat man who speaks very humorously, and the classroom atmosphere is well controlled.

For two consecutive classes, Ming San attended, and he was still the same as usual, no matter how difficult the knowledge was, he understood it, and he was the only top student among his classmates who was admired by all the stars, and even the teacher was right. He pays special attention and talks to him during recess.

It looked the same as usual.

Unlike someone whose younger brother passed away, older sister just got out of the hospital, and mother also had an accident, Ming San is like an outsider at this moment.

The soul stood not far behind Li Qingming, watching with his own eyes how Mingsan talked and laughed happily with his classmates, how he showed the side of a top student, how he blended in among his classmates like a fish in water, and had a high reputation.

"He wasn't like this before. Did he have no heart?"

"His sister's tuition fee has not yet been paid, why is he not in a hurry..."

The dazed soul was finally fully awake, accepted the fact that he was dead, but still worried about the things in his life.Looking at Ming San who looks like an ordinary person, Hun Soul is very at a loss.

For lunch, Li Qingming and Ming San were together.In school, in front of the students from various colleges, Ming San had a bright smile on his face. He looked like Li Qingming's best friend, which made Erbaiwu believe it and even made him jealous.

"There is a restaurant with good sauerkraut fish, which was recommended by Wu Queqiao." Li Qingming explained to everyone, "Their sauerkraut is pickled by themselves. You can’t do that kind of flavor.”

"It's on me. I'm the most sensitive to plants." Mr. Apple Tree patted his chest.

Leaving the school, Ming San immediately changed his face, but finally followed into the shop, sat beside him coldly and didn't speak, and waited until all the dishes were served, then he asked, "Why, what's the matter?"

"It's over today." Li Qingming glanced at the soul, picked up the teacup and poured it forward, the tea flowed without falling, forming a small water curtain.

The eyes of mortals with naked eyes passed through the water curtain, and saw the soul standing behind accurately. Ming San's expression turned ugly instantly, and he asked, "What does this mean? You don't have evidence, so you want to sue me?"

"I don't need evidence to prove it to you." Li Qingming raised his palm, facing Mingsan, and said slowly, "As I expected, you should have escaped from the eighteenth floor of hell, and you were born smoothly. The book of life and death Without your name, after this life, you will still go back to the [-]th floor of hell. But the people you harmed in this life will also be implicated..."

"Now you have two choices, voluntarily give up your current Yangshou, and give birth to your mother who raised you, and you will go to hell. Or, you can still live like this."

Chewing the chilli fiercely, Ming San smiled and said, "Why do you want me to die? You have no right to kill me. My mother insisted on going to the balcony to dry clothes last night. The balcony was in disrepair and she fell down. Could it be Blame me?"

"Since I'm dead, I don't intend to live again." Ming San's mother suddenly said, "This child is the root of the Ming family after all, let him live. I didn't correct his character back then, and I deserved it. You He is a good man, please take care of Mingsan in the future."

No one thought that the soul would not want to return to the sun, so it chose.

"In this case... I will help you." With a wave of Li Qingming's hand, the water curtain fell to the ground and turned into an ordinary puddle of water.

"In this case... I will help you." With a wave of Li Qingming's hand, the water curtain fell to the ground and turned into an ordinary puddle of water.

Without the protection of the soul, the ghost will immediately be discovered by the ghost, bound in chains, ringing the bell, and taken away step by step.Mingsan couldn't see this scene, but he felt it in his heart. He ate a lot slower, and didn't talk to Li Qingming after eating, and walked away slowly step by step.

There was no class in the afternoon, so Li Qingming and the others wandered around the school to familiarize themselves with the structure of various parts of the school.

There are several PE classes in the playground, including tennis, table tennis, volleyball and football.A few people squatted aside and watched for a long time, and their hands were a little itchy.

"We can't do things with our brains, we can definitely do it with our hands!" Zhang Beiqi was eager to try, looking at Li Qingming eagerly, his eyes seemed to be shining.

"Let's try tennis." Li Qingming nodded.

It just so happened that the same mechanical automation class had tennis lessons. Li Qingming and the newcomers were widely spread because of their appearance. Although they didn't know each other, many of their classmates knew them, and they were invited to play after a while.

I borrowed a classmate's tennis racket and learned a few basic moves. I got started quickly and practiced against the wall smoothly.

Zhang Beibei is the fastest learner, and he can already spar with his classmates, and his skills are not bad.This is the gifted type, even the teacher came to see it, and after a while said: "If you are early, you can be a professional."

"Hey." Zhang Beiji smirked, beating up the opposite classmate.

Tennis balls have average bouncing ability, but if they have great strength and an appropriate angle, they can fly very far.A classmate's tennis ball was not controlled well, and it flew straight out of the playground, over the barbed wire and flew outside, and the passing classmate was smashed.

He fell down and didn't get up again. The teacher arranged for two strong boys to carry him to the school hospital. Li Qingming and the others just returned the racket and ball, and followed them to the school hospital.

"So skinny, I can see the ribs." Zhang Beiji whispered, "His legs are like chopsticks, and his ankles are very thin. Just like that, I can poke them off with one finger. Fortunately, it's not my tennis ball." hit."

"It's a pity that you can't use branches, otherwise I will definitely be the best at playing tennis." Mr. Apple Tree said regretfully. He glanced at the single page on the road and said excitedly, "Boss, do we want to experience life with a single page? I heard that one hour gives 20 Yuan, can be more."

Han Yan, who ran to the front to help send someone to the school hospital, came back after work and also heard gossip.

Clearing his throat, Han Yan began to say: "The boy who fell down was a junior, the boyfriend of the deputy director of the sports department of the school's student union. The two of them came out as freshmen, and they are very famous in the school. But I heard that the boy just entered the school. When he was young, he was a slightly fat, sunny and handsome guy, and there were a lot of people who liked him."

"The deputy minister's family is very mysterious, but he should be relatively rich. He is very generous."

After entering the school hospital, the doctor was helping the boy to check up. The two boys from the same school and different classes were very nervous, for fear that something bad would happen.

After the examination was finally completed, the doctor immediately arranged a ward, and issued a list of medicines, "This classmate was delivered a little late, and it is very difficult to cure. He has a very serious eating disorder..."