Window 2, Seventh Canteen

At nine o'clock in the morning the next day, the last exam started on time.

The content of the test is very simple - draw two design drawings on the spot.

During the drawing period, the invigilator talked to the students about the winter vacation ideas while drinking tea. When the tea was full, the exam was almost over.

The prescribed two-hour exam took only one hour, and the classroom was empty.

After finishing the last test, Jiang Wei only felt relaxed.

Look at the time, it's still early.

Han Zilu went to work today, from 04:30 am to [-]:[-] pm.

Jiang Wei made an appointment with him to go home together after get off work, and now he still has half a day to spare.

He planned to go back to the department to sort things out first.

Just as I sorted out the books to be returned from the cabinet, I heard footsteps behind me.

"Finally!" Zhao Siyuan jumped onto Jiang Wei's back, "It's vacation!"

Jiang Wei was a little annoyed by Zhao Siyuan's pounce, squatted down, pulled up Zhao Siyuan's hand, and fell over his shoulder. Zhao Siyuan hurriedly begged for mercy, slipped off Jiang Wei's body, and put him on his shoulders instead. shoulder.

Jiang Wei glanced at him, "You seem to be very idle recently."

"Really? I've been quite free."

Jiang Wei stuffed a few picture albums into his bag, "I think you're almost growing hairy when you're idle."

"Hahaha, isn't it a holiday? Hey, return the books, help me return a few too?"

"Bring it."

"Wait for me for 1 minutes!"

Five minutes later, Zhao Siyuan hugged a thick stack of books, walked back humming, looked at Jiang Wei eagerly, "Weiwei..."

"Fuck! Go by yourself." Jiang Wei twitched the corner of his mouth and walked away with his bag.

Zhao Siyuan also felt that there were too many, so he followed behind with the book in his arms.

"Hey, let me say, what are the arrangements for the holiday?" Zhao Siyuan asked.

"What arrangements can I make?"

"Going out to play?"

"I didn't think about it, didn't I just have a holiday?"

"So think about it quickly, why don't we find a place to play together?"

"Um... where do you want to go?"

"It must be the south? How about we go to Hainan together?"

"Hainan..." Jiang Wei instantly thought of Yunnan, the south of colorful clouds, he hadn't been there yet.

"Yeah? Are you interested? Let's make a plan?"

"Forget it, I'm not very interested, why don't you find He Xing? Isn't his family from Hainan?"

"Yes!" Zhao Siyuan immediately took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to He Xing, while continuing to persuade Jiang Wei to go out with him.

But at this moment, Jiang Wei's mind has drifted to Yunnan.

In my impression, there is Kunming in Yunnan, where there are many flowers, and there is Lijiang, what does Lijiang have?J?

Just as he was thinking, Zhao Siyuan patted him, "Hey, I said, why are you in a daze, return the book!"

"Ah, yes." Jiang Wei put a few books on it, made a few beeps, and passed.

It was Zhao Siyuan's turn, but it was not so easy.

The librarian is an aunt in her 40s. She stared at the book for a while, and then looked at Zhao Siyuan through reading glasses, "The page is folded, so be careful in the future."

"I didn't fold it, it was like this when I borrowed it."

The aunt snorted softly and didn't answer.

The second book passed smoothly, and when the third book was passed, she raised her eyes again, "This book is overdue, and you have to pay a fine."

"Huh? I don't remember how long I borrowed it..."

"We are all automated offices now, and the date of borrowing and returning is written in the computer. How can you be wronged?"

"Well, tell me, how much is it?"

"Well, let me see... well, three dollars and six."

Zhao Siyuan stuck out his tongue, "Hey, it's only a little money."

The old aunt's eyes widened instantly, "This money? Let me tell you that it's not about money. If you borrow books and don't return them, other students won't be able to borrow them! The money is not much, but it's a waste of time!"

"That's right." Jiang Wei smoothed things over and handed the remaining few books to the administrator with both hands, "We must remember to return them on time next time."

"It's still plausible. It's not that I won't show it to you. You can renew the loan if you can't finish it. Our management is ruthless."

Zhao Siyuan wanted to say something more, but was stepped on by Jiang Wei and swallowed the words back.

"Dididi", when it reached the fifth book, the instrument turned on the red light again.

Auntie the administrator took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes, "I borrowed five books, returned four books, and one of them has to pay three yuan and six overdue money, and the one I owe is also overdue, go back and look for it." .” After finishing speaking, he put back his glasses and returned the fifth book, “This book is not from the courtyard, but from the Taiguan.”

Jiang Wei patted the confused Zhao Siyuan, put away the returned book, "Let's go, I'll go with you."

Jiang Wei didn't expect that because of the problem of returning the book, the two of them tossed all afternoon.

The one at the Taiguan is okay, but I paid the fine after the deadline, and if I return it smoothly, I will be fine, but the one at the Academy of Fine Arts will be troublesome.

Jiang Wei accompanied Zhao Siyuan, first went to the department to look for it, and when he couldn't find it, he went to the dormitory. He also asked several dormitories next door, but he couldn't find the book. When did I borrow it, let alone the name.

Just like that, the two returned to the Academy of Fine Arts again, and asked the administrator to check the borrowing date and title of the book.

It turned out that what was lost was a picture album with more than 500 pages, an imported book, and the price was equivalent to more than 900 RMB.

"Hey, this book is quite expensive." The administrator pushed his glasses, "Why are you so careless? You should go back and look for it carefully. If you find it, you will pay a late fine. If you really lose it, The rule is to pay three times the original price.”

After Jiang Wei and Zhao Siyuan heard this, they turned back and searched again, but they still couldn't find it.

Jiang Wei suddenly remembered, and looked at the time, it was twenty past four.

The cafeteria changed shifts around 04:30, and it took him seven to eight minutes to get there from the dormitory, and he would be late if he didn't leave.

But Yuanzi here...

Jiang Wei looked at Zhao Siyuan, wondering if he should leave to find Han Zilu, or push over there and continue to accompany Zhao Siyuan.

After thinking for half a minute, he stood up, "Yuanzi, I have to go out for a while, so I won't accompany you to look for it."

Zhao Siyuan was also annoyed, and sat on the stool with his hands down, dangling, "Ah? What's the matter? Isn't it all holidays?"

Jiang Wei rubbed his head, "I have an appointment, so what, I don't think you should look for it anymore, the more you look for it, the more you can't find it, go back online and see if you can buy this book, if you can, just buy it and pay for it Library, in case you lose it and find it later, you can keep that book for yourself, it’s not bad to buy such a big picture album.”

Zhao Siyuan didn't answer, "Hey, let me tell you, who did you date?"

Jiang Wei hesitated for a moment, and told the truth, as expected, Zhao Siyuan became upset, scolded him for not being enough friends, and kicked him out of the house.

After Jiang Wei left the dormitory, he went directly to the Seventh Canteen.

Although he had thought about that bowl of noodles for a long time, he didn't have to eat it today. He came to Han Zilu now because he didn't want to lose his promise.

Now that you have agreed, you must keep your word unless it is absolutely necessary.

And compared to offending Han Zilu, he would rather offend Yuanzi.

After getting along for more than two years, he knew Zhao Siyuan's temper clearly, and knew that although he was angry and spoke harshly at the moment, he would be fine in a while.

But Jiang Wei couldn't figure out Han Zilu's temper, and was afraid that he would offend him at some point.

Jiang Wei sometimes thinks that it would be nice if Han Zilu was as simple and straightforward as Yuanzi, if he had something to say, with his emotions written on his face, it would be easy to understand and get along with.

But if this is the case, Han Zilu is not Han Zilu, maybe he can't cook such good beef noodles.

It is said that gay men are more delicate than women in many aspects, Jiang Wei firmly believes that, after all, so many great artists are gay.

And Jiang Wei felt that, in a sense, Han Zilu was also an artist, an artist of food.

When Han Zilu appeared in front of Jiang Wei, Jiang Wei was still thinking about this, so he asked casually, "Why do you work in the cafeteria? It's too inferior."

Han Zilu was wearing a light short down jacket, his already slender legs looked longer, he smiled at Jiang Wei without saying anything.

Jiang Wei got up and walked out side by side with him, and asked again: "You really don't plan to change jobs?"

Han Zilu turned his head, the winter sun reflected in his eyes, "Do you want to drive the chef away if you get tired of beef noodles?"

Jiang Wei rubbed his head, "Who said I'm tired of eating? When you get a better job later on, I'll go to cheer you on. If you still make beef noodles, I promise to go there three times a week. Oh, otherwise you How about opening a noodle shop? It’s near the school, it’s sure to be popular.”

"Sounds good." Han Zilu spoke as if he was perfunctory to a child.

But Jiang Wei didn't see it, and talked a lot about this topic. When he took Han Zilu to the station by bike, he even discussed the location and store decoration.

It looked like it was going to open a noodle shop tomorrow.

It was time to get off work, and the bus was full of people. Jiang Wei and Han Zilu managed to squeeze in and found a gap to stand.

Jiang Wei tugged at the collar and said, "Turn around, I'll ask my classmates to help you design the store."

Han Zilu took another half step to the side, "Thank you in advance, or you can open a shop and invite me to be the chef."

"Isn't it good to open a shop by yourself?" Jiang Wei stood on tiptoe, looked over the old man's shoulder, and barely looked at Han Zilu. Han Zilu said something to him, but his sight was blocked by several people in an instant.

In Jiang Wei's eyes, Han Zilu only had the top of his head left.

Communication was interrupted.

There were many people in the car, and the road was congested again. After driving for half an hour at four stops, the two of them didn't continue the conversation after getting off the car. They didn't feel like talking again until they got home to drink water and rest.

Han Zilu put a few cookies on a small plate for Jiang Wei, and suddenly said, "I just like cooking, and opening a shop is too troublesome, so it's not suitable for me."

"It seems to be right..." Jiang Wei chewed the cookie in his mouth to make a crisp sound, "Oh, I'll go, you made these cookies? You can also open a pastry shop!"

Han Zilu smiled without answering, and ate the cookies himself.

While the two of them drank tea, ate cookies, and chatted casually, it was already dark.

The more Jiang Wei ate, the hungrier he became. Looking at the empty plate, he licked his fingers and asked, "When shall we start making noodles?"

Han Zilu: "Anytime."

"Great! I've been thinking about it for half a month!" Jiang Wei smacked his lips and said to himself, "I'll have the best beef noodles in the world in a while."

Han Zilu put on his apron, went into the kitchen and started working.

The soup is a semi-finished product prepared in advance, and the meat is also prepared in advance. These are similar to the cafeteria, the key difference is the noodles.

The noodles in the cafeteria are pressed out by machines, but what Han Zilu is doing now is rolling the noodles by hand.

Jiang Wei also knew that noodles were the key here, so he kept watching.

I saw that Han Zilu's movements were neither light nor heavy, and his rhythm was neither fast nor slow. Although it was a job of kneading noodles, he did it with a sense of pleasing to the eye, as if he was completing a work of art.

"It's amazing, every strand of your noodles is the same thickness, how did you do it?" Jiang Wei sighed with emotion when the noodles were cut.

"Oh, let me go, it smells so good!" When the noodles were boiled, Jiang Wei couldn't help feeling, "It's really just white noodles, nothing added?"

"No, what you smell now is the fragrance of the flour itself, isn't it pretty good?"

Jiang Wei drooled, nodding his head like pounding garlic. When the noodles were actually served, he felt that his stomach was almost burnt through by stomach acid.

Without further ado, I ate up a bowl of noodles while it was still hot, wiping my mouth and praising it, saying that this is definitely the best beef noodle in the world.

Han Zilu said, "It's not the best food, but it's more refined than the ones in the cafeteria."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Wei was a little confused.

Isn't that the best?What would be the best?He looked at Han Zilu expectantly and swallowed his saliva.

Han Zilu was amused by his appearance, "Well, when I come back from Yunnan, I'll see if I can restore that taste here."

"Yunnan?" An idea popped up in Jiang Wei's mind.

"Well, the best beef noodles I've ever had is in Yunnan."

"Yunnan specialty beef noodles? Isn't it cross bridge rice noodles?"

"Yes, there are more rice noodles and bait shreds over there, and they rarely eat noodles. When I say that the beef noodles are the best, I am actually a bit boastful, because I made them myself and used unique ingredients there."

Jiang Wei excitedly said, "When are you going to Yunnan?"

"Leave on the 24th, about a week."

"Okay!" Jiang Wei couldn't help but pat Han Zilu on the shoulder, "I'll be with you!"

Han Zilu: "..."

For the rest of the night, Jiang Wei's topic revolved around how to get to Yunnan.

And Han Zilu's topic revolved around how to dissuade Jiang Wei.

Two hours later, Han Zilu let out a sigh of relief and rubbed his forehead, "The legs are on your body. If you want to go, I can't stop you, but let's say first, I'm not going to take you, but you want to go." Go, at best we just happen to be on the way."

Jiang Wei: "Yes, yes, no problem."

Han Zilu: "It just happened to be on the way, so I won't take time to take care of you. You have to take care of yourself. In case of any accident along the way, you have to take responsibility yourself."

"Also," Han Zilu continued, "I've already bought my air ticket. It's cheaper because I bought it in advance. It may be quite expensive for you now. Think about it yourself, after all, you're still a student."

Jiang Wei: "I got it, I got it, I've kept all the money from tutoring before, and I can still afford air tickets. Then, can you stop treating me like a child? I'm almost graduating."

Han Zilu rubbed Jiang Wei's hair, "Kids like to pretend to be adults."

Jiang Wei felt a little tight in his chest because of these words, but after only a few seconds, he became excited again.

After he went back that night, he studied Yunnan carefully. The more he looked at the introductions and pictures, the more he felt that he must go.

He asked Han Zilu for the flight number, and bought the same flight himself. Fortunately, the price was not as expensive as expected.

After the air ticket was booked, he took out his mobile phone to call his father, which was a pre-emptive act.

Unexpectedly, my father planned to take his grandparents and grandparents to Australia to see his uncle this year, and the air tickets were all booked on the 26th.

Their school was officially closed that day.

Dad didn't tell him that he wanted to surprise him, but he didn't expect it to be self-defeating instead.