Window 2, Seventh Canteen

It was minus three degrees outside the classroom, and twenty above zero in the classroom.

There were more than 60 students sitting under the podium, and Jiang Weiwei was the only one standing on the podium.

The computer is too slow, and Jiang Wei's mind is too messy.The heater is too hot, Jiang Wei wears too much.

With a shake of the hand holding the mouse, the ppt jumped directly to the last page. Jiang Wei finally stopped his horrible speech and looked up at the teacher standing beside him.

Teacher, can I do it all over again?When Jiang Wei stared at the teacher desperately, he actually wanted to express this meaning, but the other party obviously couldn't see the small screen in his mind.

"Okay, next one, Fang Kai." The gray-haired teacher pushed his glasses, held up the list and read the next name.

Just like that, Jiang Wei's time is over.

The core course that I managed to grab, the ppt at the end of the semester was like a bird, [-]% of the time, I will fail the subject.

Jiang Wei wiped the sweat with the back of his hand, and then clicked the mouse back and forth with his sweaty fingers. He was so nervous that he couldn't find the small icon for safe deletion. He froze for another half a minute on the stage.

He saw a few classmates he didn't know very well smiling at him, and the rows of small white teeth could hardly be looked at directly.

The short distance seemed to be as long as a winter, and when he returned to his seat, Jiang Wei shrank his neck and tried to pretend to be invisible, but it seemed as if he couldn't make it through——

"Student, you forgot to take the USB flash drive." The person on the stage said with a sincere face.

Jiang Wei waved at him, "Let's put it there first."

But Fang Kai has already taken the USB flash drive, reaching out and waiting for him to get it.

Jiang Wei could only reluctantly stand up, walked up to the podium in despair once, and walked down again in despair.This time, he saw more and more little white teeth shining enthusiastically towards him.

It's so embarrassing.

This group of academic masters are laughing now, and they are not sure how to complain about the low IQ of the students of the Academy of Fine Arts.

Hey, it's no wonder people complain, who told you to play games with cheap hands!Who told you not to save it!Who told you to forget the fucking lights off at eleven o'clock!

The reworked ppt can't even reach 30% of the original version, and this course can only be like this.

"Hey……"

Jiang Wei endured the heat, huddled in a thick sweater, and sulked until the end of get out of class.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he was about to leave with his bag. The boys sitting next to him stopped him and asked him if he wanted to go to Ximen'er to eat roasted wings together.

"Eat grilled wings today?" Ha ha.Jiang Wei waved his hand, took a few steps to the door of the classroom, then changed to a trot, and ran all the way out of the teaching building.

Riding on the bicycle, I ran all the way to the downstairs of the dormitory, but I didn't want to go back just like that. The ppt was so bad, I was blocked by a wave of unhappiness, and I couldn't get up or down, so I wanted to do something to vent.

Ask Genko to go out and play.

Jiang Wei took out his mobile phone and called Zhao Siyuan, but no one answered four or five times in a row.

No way, this bastard, he promised to come to the class to help out, so it’s fine to let the pigeons go, and he still doesn’t answer the phone?

Jiang Wei looked up upstairs, the light in Zhao Siyuan's room was on, there should be someone there, but on the seventh floor, he was really too lazy to climb.

Come on, play by yourself.

But what are you playing?

In the next four to 10 minutes, Jiang Wei rode from the dormitory to the library, circled around the door, and then rode to the west playground. After a few laps, he didn't think of what to do.

The sweat covered in the classroom has long since disappeared, and now his face is frozen hard, and his ears are almost numb.Jiang Wei freed up one hand, covered his ears from left to right and rubbed them. Regardless of whether he was feeling good, he turned around and rode back.

When his stomach gurgled for the sixth time, he squeezed the brakes, and three meters ahead on the left was the Seventh Canteen.

I'm so upset about patronizing, I didn't eat dinner, if I wasn't very hungry, I still can't remember it.

Jiang Wei took out his mobile phone to check the time, and muttered, "I'm out of food..." But he locked the car anyway, trotted over, and pushed open the thick door curtain.

As soon as he poked his head in, he saw that there was another window with a light on!This is particularly conspicuous in the dimly lit canteen.

Seeing hope at first glance, Jiang Wei only felt more hungry, couldn't help swallowing, and rushed over.

"Master, is there any food left?" The voice was still floating there, and he saw a bowl of noodles on the table, "Great!" Touching the meal card with one hand, he grabbed the noodle bowl with the other.

Seeing that the tip of his finger had already touched the bowl, the bowl was taken away by the other hand first.

"There's nothing to eat." The cook's voice came out through the white mask in a low voice.

Jiang Wei couldn't believe it, "Why not? There's a bowl... Hey! Don't pour it! Don't! Oh, I'll go!" As the noodles in the bowl fell into the vat with soup and water, Jiang Wei's heart also "thumped".

"What are you doing?"

"This noodle has been stored for too long, I can't eat it." The cook said while putting the noodle bowl into another vat.

"What's wrong with leaving it for too long!" Jiang Wei felt his tone was heavy as soon as the words came out, "Hey, I mean, I don't mind what you mind..."

"A student asked for noodles but didn't come to pick them up. It's been sitting here for several hours. I can't eat. If you're really hungry, go to the fast food restaurant next door. It's open until eleven o'clock."

"No, I can't eat hamburgers." Jiang Wei knocked on the window with his meal card resentfully, looking around eagerly, "What is so delicious? Master, you really have nothing to eat here? It's impossible that there is nothing left. Bar?"

"There should be pancakes in the supermarket."

"Master, look at me, I'm hungry and cold, so why don't you cook me some noodles? Plain water noodles are fine!" While speaking, his stomach rumbled again, and Jiang Wei took the opportunity to say: "Master, look, Do me a favor."

The cook was like any canteen cook. He was wearing a white coat, a hat and a mask, and his whole body was tightly covered, with only one pair of eyes exposed. In fact, Jiang Wei couldn't see his expression, but at this moment , he just felt that the cook smiled.

"master……"

"Okay then, just sit there and wait."

"Thank you!" Although it was just a bowl of noodles, Jiang Wei's mood at the moment was like a little flower under the spring breeze in March. He raised his head and looked at the words "Window No. [-]", "Master, you are really a good person. Window No. [-], I will remember it, and I will join you in the future!"

The cook only glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Jiang Wei didn't go to sit down, just stood there and waited. He always felt that if he stood here, he could eat noodles earlier.

The cook went to the back and took out a piece of dough, put it back into the machine and pressed it into noodles, and then turned on the fire again to boil the soup.

It's only seven or eight minutes, but Jiang Wei was so anxious that he felt that the process was extremely long. It was okay before, but now his nose is full of the smell of beef soup, and he watched the noodles rolling up and down in the pot. This glutton was hooked, and his stomach was screaming like a drum.

"Master, it's almost done." Jiang Wei said this several times, but the cook didn't look at him at all, and kept the established rhythm. If he wasn't hungry, this orderly movement would be the same for Jiang Wei in normal times. I would praise it, but now I just look anxious.

"Hey, don't chop the chopped green onion." Seeing that the noodles had been put into the bowl, Jiang Wei couldn't help but urged again.

The cook rarely looked up at him, "You don't eat onions?"

"That's not..."

"Then go sit down and bring it to you."

"Oh..." Jiang Wei stood still.

The cook stopped chopping the onions and looked up at him again.

Jiang Wei swallowed her saliva, "Okay, I'll sit, hurry up, don't stop." As he spoke, he walked to the nearest table and sat down.

Before his butt touched the stool, he saw the cook over there put down the knife and hurriedly jumped over, "Thank you, thank you! I'll carry it myself." He said and stretched out his hand.

The cook put the bowl on a clean rag, and then picked up the bowl through the rag. Jiang Wei was just about to pick it up, but the cook turned and walked towards the back kitchen.

"Hey! Master, where are you going!" Jiang Wei stretched his neck and watched for a long time before realizing it. He went to the exit on the right and saw the cook coming out with a noodle bowl.

Jiang Wei wanted to pick it up, but couldn't reach out, so he just followed the cook to the table, saying thank you countless times along the way.

"Don't be so polite." Putting down the bowl, the cook removed the dishcloth, "I didn't want to serve it for you, but the bowl was too hot and the tray was put away again, I'm just saving trouble." He said and sat down, "I'm not hungry Well, let's eat."

Jiang Wei sat down opposite the cook, pulled the bowl down in front of his eyes, took a greedy breath, and just about to put down the chopsticks, he heard the other side say, be careful of burning.

Jiang Wei nodded, smacked his lips, and put a piece of beef into his mouth, his eyes glowed with gold, "Delicious! Delicious!"

"Sorry, there's only this little bit of meat left."

Jiang Wei only regarded the cook as being humble, although he wanted to be polite to him in his heart, but his body could not help but struggle with the noodles.

This beef noodle is really delicious!Although Jiang Wei also knew that he was hungry now and that everything tasted delicious, but at the same time, he also knew that this noodle was really different. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was the best beef noodle he had ever eaten in his life. While sucking the breath, I sent the noodles to my mouth, and it took only 10 minutes to finish a bowl of noodles with noodle soup.

"It's so delicious!" I can't think of other adjectives, it's just fragrant and delicious.

Jiang Wei licked his chopsticks, looked at the bottom of the bowl with nostalgia, then raised his head and let out a few long breaths.

The cook was looking at his phone, and when he heard Jiang Wei talking, he also looked up at him, "Really?"

The word "Yes" was already mouth-shaped, but it was abruptly replaced with "Ouch, I'll go".

"You are so handsome!" When Jiang Wei was speaking, he leaned forward and bumped into the table.

When the cook heard this, his expression froze, and then he smiled, making him even more handsome.

"The quality of the chef in our school is too good! The food is delicious, and the person is handsome." Jiang Wei's words are sincere. Although the chef can't be said to be as handsome as a celebrity, his appearance is too extraordinary. He expected.

In Jiang Wei's impression, the school cooks are not good-looking, most of them are chubby uncles, even those few young ones are below the average appearance, of course, this is just what he saw, most of the cooks he can't see to looks.

Just like the one in front of me, who is covering his mask every day, who would have thought that after taking it off, he would have such an outstanding face.

"Really? Thank you." The cook's words brought Jiang Wei back to normal.

"Yes, yes." Jiang Wei patted her head in embarrassment. Although she said that she was praising others, she always felt that the reaction just now was a little too extreme.

Sure enough, I just had a full meal.

"You, what, are you bored wearing masks every day?"

"Get used to it."

"Oh, yes." Look at the question asked, "But it's okay, your skin is fair, is it covered by a mask?"

"Have you finished eating?" The cook took the empty bowl and walked back without waiting for Jiang Wei to answer.

Jiang Wei hurriedly followed, "I'm sorry to trouble you, may I help you?" He didn't see his face before, and he could still call you come and go, but now he automatically changed to "you".

The other party looked only 27 or 21 years old, and I was [-], so I didn't need honorifics.

"No need, go back to the dormitory after eating, I still have to clean up here." After speaking, he turned into the back kitchen and disappeared.

Jiang Wei said thank you a few more times, then stood still.

"Why don't you leave?"

"Ah?" Jiang Wei looked up, and saw the cook return to the window and put on the mask again.

He walked over and looked at the cook again. In fact, those eyes were pretty enough, but he didn't pay attention to them before.

"Is there anything else?" The cook stopped what he was doing and asked.

"Oh, no... oh yes, can I ask your name?"

"You're waiting here to ask my name?"

That's not true, in fact, Jiang Wei was standing there in a daze, and everyone said that the brain would suffer from hypoxia just after eating, which should be the case for him.

But Jiang Wei couldn't say that he was in a daze, so he said, "For such delicious noodles, I should also remember the chef's name."

"It's not delicious. The noodles are pressed by machine, the soup is leftover, and the meat is broken."

"No no, it's already delicious!"

The cook hesitated for a moment, "How about this, next time you come over at normal time, we can eat again."

"Okay, I'll definitely come, what's the name?"

"Let's talk about it next time."

"Okay, that's done!"

The cook didn't answer, and Jiang Wei couldn't say anything more, so he left.

This bowl of noodles made Jiang Wei sweat profusely. He took off his clothes when he went out, and rode back to the dormitory contentedly all the way, and went straight to Zhao Siyuan's room.

"Yuanzi Yuanzi!"

Zhao Siyuan was sitting on the bed playing games with headphones on, and he didn't see Jiang Wei at all.

Jiang Wei pulled the armrest of the bed with his feet off the ground, slapped Zhao Siyuan on the shoulder forcefully, and finally asked him to take off the earphones.

"Big brother! I'm busy!"

Jiang Wei didn't care about him, "Yuanzi Yuanzi! Let me tell you! There is a beef noodle restaurant in our Seventh Canteen that is very, very delicious!"

Zhao Siyuan stared at the screen, "How fresh, isn't it from the second window?"

"Huh? You know?"

"Nonsense, the whole school knows it except you."

"Then why didn't you tell me!"

"Fuck, do you have a conscience! I've called you several times! You're a picky eater and don't want to eat in the cafeteria, blame me!"

"Hey?" It seemed that there was such a thing, Jiang Wei was wronged, so he changed the subject, "Hey Yuanzi, let me tell you, the beef noodle cook is very handsome! It's really surprising."

"Ah?" Zhao Siyuan finally looked at Jiang Wei.

"Really, even if I'm a man, I think he's handsome."

"Huh?" Zhao Siyuan leaned out with a smirk, "Hey, have you gotten better? Have you changed your liking for men?"

Jiang Wei jumped up and patted Zhao Siyuan on the head, "I like you, uncle!"