I am in love with the planet

Hanging out with Fiddy was a joy.

He is knowledgeable and well-informed. Every time he visits a scenic spot, he can clearly explain its origin, characteristics and places worth visiting. He is more professional than the tour guides invited outside.

Besides needing to ignore his "huh", "that's it", "you hicks" many times, these mantras...

After a day and a half of sightseeing, Yuan Lingjun felt that he was already familiar with the raised chin of this new friend, and could point out where the small mole the size of a needlepoint grew on his chin with his eyes closed.

"All right."

After visiting the last place of interest, Feidi said: "That's all there is to see on Central Star, and the rest are man-made attractions created by travel companies to deceive you country bumpkins."

Without waiting for him to continue, Yuan Lingjun said skillfully: "Really? Thanks to you, we will not be deceived. You are such a good person!"

Fiddy: "..."

His face flushed darkly again.

"Hmph, as long as you know!" Fei Di raised his chin.

"Tomorrow we will take the entrance exam for the Federal Comprehensive College. Today, everyone has to go back and prepare seriously. We might as well have a hearty meal at noon, just eat..."

"Hot pot!" The people around them with their ears pricked up said in unison.

Yuan Lingjun: "...Okay."

He didn't know how things turned out like this. At the beginning, Yuanyuan was just worried that she didn't have enough money, so she tricked Fidi, a native of Central Star, into being a local tour guide for them.

However, the tour routes to Central Star are basically similar. Several times in a row, the three of Yuanyuan met the tourists who got off the same bus with them at the gate of the famous scenic spot.

The tourists visited the scenic spots as usual, posing for various photo-taking poses, but they couldn't stop Fidi's voice from piercing into their ears desperately.

He speaks carefully and interestingly, and knows many secrets that cannot be heard elsewhere...

Naturally, more and more people came to listen to it, and they gathered into a small circle centered on Yuanyuan, Yuan Lingjun, and Feidi.

Everyone has a herd mentality, and many newcomers to Central Star naturally joined in when they saw so many people here.

We are all young people, since we came out to play together, we quickly communicated naturally.

"Which school are you from?"

"Federal First Higher Academy? What a coincidence, so do I!"

"Which planet are you from? I think your clothes look familiar."

"Star Aurora? What a coincidence! My uncle is also from Star Aurora! Let me tell you..."

blah blah blah.

……

In this way, initial friendships were established in small groups.

What made this friendship firm was Yuan Lingjun's words.

"Since everyone knows each other, to celebrate, why not come to our boat and eat hot pot together!"

"Really?" The young people's eyes lit up.

"No trouble, right? I can eat very well." More than one person said so.

"No trouble, no trouble," Yuan Lingjun waved his hands with a smile, and led them to his spaceship: "It would be even better if you could help prepare the ingredients."

There are more than a dozen large pots on the spaceship, set up solar panels, put in the stock cubes prepared earlier, add water and cook for a while, the fragrant and spicy hot pot base will be gurgling, making people salivate.

This kind of solidified red oil base was prepared by Yuan Lingjun before he came to the central galaxy, and there was enough space for compression, not to mention dozens of young people, just dozens of pigs. Also afford to feed.

"One pig is fed, and dozens of pigs are also fed."

Silently muttering in his heart, Yuan Lingjun amiably led the new friends to wash, cut vegetables, and slice meat... The Little Yellow Chicken was full of laughter and laughter, and it was extremely lively.

Guo'er stayed in the main system, touched a small handkerchief, and wiped away tears.

"The Little Yellow Chicken has not been this lively for a long time!"

After some hard work, everyone sat on the floor in the living cabin. Students from the engineering department upgraded the solar cooker for cooking hot pot, students from the art department played musical instruments, and students from the military department...

Their familiar mech operations, battleship command, and information-based combat were useless, so they fought a set of military punches on the spot!

In any case, everyone was happy and happy. With the aroma of hot pot transpiring in the air, their stomachs also gurgled.

Bathed in countless salivating eyes, Yuan Lingjun fiddled with the soup base with a colander, inspected it for a while, and then announced: "It's ready! You can eat it!"

"brush--"

In the next moment, countless chopsticks, forks, and spoons were thrown into the hot pot, and fresh meat, eggs, vegetables, and ingredients unique to the central galaxy were thrown into the spicy base. Some of the students sitting around the pot had never eaten spicy food, and they were so spicy "Hiss" panting, desperately fanning the wind with his hands, still reluctant to stop chopsticks.

"This is the charm of hot pot!" Yuan Lingjun sighed.

He, Yuanyuan, Feidi and a few other students sat alone next to a pot.

Feidi glanced at the people with different appearances, likes, obsessions, loves and hates, desperately pouring water and sticking out their tongues, flushed cheeks, sweating foreheads, etc., and hummed: "Not promising."

As he spoke, he picked up a chopstick of vegetables.

"...It's not bad." Fei Di took a breath and commented.

Pick up another fresh and springy pissing beef ball.

"..."

"It smells so good." After more than ten seconds of silence, Fei Di reluctantly admitted the truth.

·

Tsundere has its price. For example, Fei Di, because he couldn't let go at first, he didn't want to lose the air of Master Central Star, so he always couldn't compete with others in the food grabbing battle.

One beef ball has not been chewed yet, and the dishes in other people's bowls have been changed for three rounds!

"Rude!" Feidi commented while moving his chopsticks like flying, grabbing a piece of mutton roll from the pot, and snatched it.

"Hmph!" He squinted triumphantly at the student who fell behind because he was not familiar with chopsticks.

"..."

This tall and burly mecha freshman was heartbroken, and decided to treat chopsticks with the same attitude as the mecha operating system after returning home, study hard and practice hard, and he will never lose to others at the dinner table next time.

After thinking about it, he picked up a piece of fish tofu and took a hard bite.

After drinking and eating, the students cleaned the pots and dishes for Yuan Lingjun, and said goodbye to him politely.

"Continue tomorrow."

"I'll be waiting for you at the gate of the Central Star University Gymnasium."

"Huh? You belong to this hotel too, shall we go together? I'll call you tomorrow morning."

"By the way, I also brought ingredients unique to my hometown, which are delicious. I will bring everyone to cook together tomorrow."

"I have it too. The Luoluo animal meat on our planet is very famous, it's delicious and tender!"

"There is also crystal rice from our planet. The steamed rice is beautiful and delicious, and it is extremely sweet!"

"Oh, thanks to my mother, if she didn't force me to bring some souvenirs to my classmates, I wouldn't want to carry so much luggage to school!"

"Are you also forced by your mother? Me too!"

"...I am different from you, I was forced by my father."

……

In this way, the new generation of Central Star students were addicted to hot pot and couldn't extricate themselves. They also spontaneously formed a small group in the communication software called "Dining Squad."

"Do you still have an appointment tomorrow?" "Appointment!" and "Do you still have an appointment tomorrow?" Detachment" internal terminology.

Many years later, when many of the former young students have become middle and high-level officials of star governments, high-level stars, and the federal government and military, the origin of these two universal codes has once become historians. their research topics.

At the same time, as a research topic, there is also—how did these big men know each other?Why can they keep their friendship unchanged for hundreds of years?Where is the legendary secret meeting held every ten years?What major issues affecting the pattern of the universe were discussed at the party?

And what has long been an unsolved mystery-does the legendary secret organization founded by these big men in their youth really exist?If it exists, what is its name?

Netizens frantically swiped their screens on Xingwang, presenting facts and evidence to list the thoughts of the big shots, trying to guess from clues whether this mysterious organization is called "Tongmenghui", "Blood Alliance" or "Chopper Gang", "Appointment meal" After a hard day's work, the members of the "Squad" met in the VIP box of "Shanhai Hot Pot Restaurant" with special ingredients, ate hot pot and sang songs, and chatted about a speaker who was eaten to death by his partner. I went to an uninhabited planet for my honeymoon last year, wrote [-] self-criticisms in one month, knelt on the washboard ten times, and such small gossips...

As for the internal questions that the gossip media have asked countless times, they will never disclose it to the outside world, so let's treat it as a bad taste of mature people!

Of course, these are all many, many years later. As far back as hundreds of years ago, they have not expected how much a hot pot will bring to themselves and the entire universe.

……

Today's dinner appointment is over, and many team members are still reluctant to part.

"I'm really envious of your Federal Comprehensive College. You can continue to eat hot pot with Yuan Zhengzheng in the future, and we will be miserable..."

The most painful thing in the world is not that there is no hot pot to eat, but that it is only after being addicted to hot pot that you know that there will be no hot pot in the future.

The eye circles of the students from other colleges were red, and their expressions were distraught, which made the students of the Federal Comprehensive College feel sympathetic.

"Ah! It's so annoying! I don't know if the principal will approve if I apply for a transfer before registration?!"

"Or go back to school for another year and report to Lianzong next year? It's better not to eat hot pot for one year than not to eat it for four years."

"..."

Fei Di, who was standing in the crowd, couldn't hold back, and his expression twitched.

"Actually..." Based on the friendship cultivated by eating together, the students of the Federal Comprehensive College cautiously proposed: "You can come to the Federal Comprehensive College to find us. The hot pot is more delicious if everyone eats together!"

"But I heard that many colleges of higher learning do not communicate with each other, because the colleges of the federal department have a bad relationship with the colleges of the four major family departments."

"There is such a saying." There are also second and third graders in the "dinner appointment team". They nodded and agreed: "These schools even stagger the time for internships, so as not to look up and down."

"Hmm..." This is a serious question.

What if the seniors, sisters and classmates regard him as a traitor because he went to another school for a dinner appointment?

Yuan Lingjun came up with an idea for them: "Bring them to eat together!"

"what?"

"Is there anything you can't do?" Yuan Lingjun asked them: "Is there a rule in the school rules that you can't go out to eat?"

"No."

He then asked the students of the Federal Comprehensive College: "Does the school rule say that you can't bring friends to your dormitory for dinner?"

"……nor."

"Isn't that enough?" Yuan Lingjun clapped his hands and smiled: "Or do you think the charm of hot pot is not enough to resolve this little school barrier?"

"..."

Students from different schools looked at each other.

——Of course it is enough, even though they have turned enemies into friends.

"Then it's decided!" Yuan Lingjun handed the compressed space containing the hot pot base to Yuanyuan, and said cautiously: "I will entrust you with the glorious and arduous task of organizing the 'dinner appointment team' to cook hot pot!"

Organizing a dinner party may seem simple, but it is actually a test of one's leadership ability. It is necessary to be familiar with the time arrangements of each college and to properly handle interpersonal relationships.The organizer must be familiar with each member, understand their personality and hobbies. When arranging seats, not only should everyone get along in harmony and have common topics, but also communicate with members who are not familiar with each other, so that everyone can meet like-minded people. Make new friends and maintain group cohesion.

In short, it is a very complicated and a test of IQ.

"I believe in you!" Yuan Lingjun patted his ball encouragingly, "I will send you the hot pot base regularly."

So Yuanyuan also nodded seriously, and promised: "Don't worry!"

The "meal appointment team" was very satisfied, and they were able to cook hot pot together again. They stepped off the spaceship, feeling that the sky was high and the clouds were wide, and the light in front of them was much brighter.

"goodbye!"

"See you next time!"

"Next time, I'll bring you special products from my hometown!"

Before leaving, Fiddy glanced back at the spaceship behind him, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

With many friends and multiple paths, Yuan Lingjun and Yuan Zhengzhi did not seem to be two simple people who could become the leaders of the new students so quickly.