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Chapter 130 Inviting Students to Dinner 2

"Hello you guys, I'm Qin Qing, my friend of Professor Bian." Qin Qing enthusiastically welcomed all the students for Bian Lingxi, and it was just the time for Bian Lingxi to wash her face.

Today, all the freshmen who came to the year are freshmen, and they are all classmates from Liu Ling’s class. There are three men and four women, a total of seven.

"Hello Professor Bian." The seven people stood in a row, perhaps a little restrained. Qin Qing said he would let them sit down, but the moment he saw Bian Lingxi, everyone couldn't help but get up and bow.

"Puchi~" Qin Qing couldn't help laughing, "Lingxi, I suddenly realized that it's still fun to be a university professor. These classmates are really cute!"

"Since you like it so much, then join us."

"I can't do it. Besides, I have more important tasks."

Qin Qing touched his lower abdomen quietly. The little life here is still looking forward to his mother happily bringing him to this world.

Although his father had some conflicts, this did not prevent Qin Qing from giving all his love to the little guy in his belly.

Bian Lingxi didn't persuade her, "But after you complete the task, you can consider it. Our Dijing University needs chemistry talents like you very much."

“I’m thinking about it.”

"Okay, you don't have to be so restrained, I'm not so scary either."

Liu Ling has always been lively and active. After receiving Bian Lingxi's gaze, she took a few classmates to the restaurant.

"There are still some ingredients that have not been delivered yet. You can eat them first. Let's wait while eating." Bian Lingxi had called the rider just now and urged him, but the rider had some accident on the way here. The car had a tire blown up, and the delivery time was a little late.

Liu Ling smiled, her eyes curled into crescent moons, "Professor Bian, it's okay, we're not hungry."

The 150 square meter apartment does not seem crowded even if a few students come.

When she bought the apartment, Bian Lin thought a lot about her daughter and set up a special entertainment room in 2203 where she lives. Bian Lingxi pointed out to Liu Ling and asked her to take her classmates to play.

"Oh my God, there is actually a pool table here." Wang Chuan is a pool fan. He couldn't walk when he saw the table. He picked up the club next to him and started playing. One shot after another, and scored the ball in each shot. When Bian Lingxi came in, he saw several classmates gathered at the pool table to applaud.

"It's not bad." Bian Lingxi has never stinged with his praise for the students. Besides, Wang Chuan's billiards are indeed very good, and he is a complete skill. "Are you interested in comparing?"

"Does Professor Bian also like to play billiards?" As soon as Wang Chuan encounters billiards, his usual unspeakable temperament has become more talkative now.

"I just like to swing two shots casually in my spare time."

Although there is a pool table in the entertainment room, Bian Lingxi is not often played. This table is basically Mr. Yan's territory. If she read it correctly, the club that Wang Chuan held in his hand was Mr. Yan's favorite.

That club is said to be a birthday gift from Mr. Yan’s fans at his birthday party last year. Mr. Yan is so precious.

"Can I use this pole?" Bian Lingxi calmly took Mr. Yan's pole from Wang Chuan's hand, leaned over to the edge of the table, with a sharp look, and with a "bang", the ball entered, and it still shook a perfect arc on the table before it fell into the bag opposite.

"Professor Bian, you are very awesome."

"It's a pity."

Wang Chuan has liked playing billiards since she was a child. He has been studying billiards for more than ten years and is still a professional billiard player. His vicious eyes made him realize that Professor Bian is not as simple as she said, and she is very strong.

If Bian Lingxi knew Wang Chuan's evaluation of her, she would not have laughed to death. In fact, she had only studied with Mr. Yan for a week. If she really wanted to prove who was better, of course, it would be attributed to Mr. Yan.

After all, it was his teaching that she had this trick.

"Professor Bian, it's convenient to ask, have you studied it professionally?" Wang Chuan was really curious.

"I only learned it last month."

This is really not Bian Lingxi's random whisper.

"The professors over there are talented players."

"Yes, Professor Bian is really amazing. Wang Chuan is not as professional as Professor Bian."

“Professional?”

"Well, I play billiards professionally."

Oh~ It's like a professional golfer like Ding Junhui?! Bian Lingxi didn't expect that the smile on her students was deeper.

At this time, Qin Qing knocked in and said that the rider had already delivered the ingredients. Bian Lingxi hurriedly called the students out for dinner.

Bian Lingxi used to invite students to dinner, either for dumplings, home-cooked dishes, or for hot pot. The same is true today.

"Wow~" Liu Ling looked at the red and white hot pot in front of her, with smoke rising from her cooking pot and saliva hanging around her mouth, almost falling off. It was Wan Youwei who touched her elbow to let her pay attention to her image.

"Wanyouwei, don't think you can control me. Hum~" Liu Ling's indifferent appearance made Qin Qing laugh, "You little girl should be kind to your boyfriend."

When these two students entered the door, they held their hands quietly. They probably were afraid that she would feel embarrassed to see them, so they dispersed in an instant. Qin Qing had already noticed these small movements.

Bian Lingxi raised her eyebrows, looked at Qin Qing, and said nothing, but turned her head and smiled at the man and woman opposite her, "It's not a big deal for college students to fall in love. You have to be fine."

Liu Ling's face turned red all of a sudden. Her family was strictly controlled, so she was not allowed to chase stars or fall in love early. Wan Youwei was her childhood sweetheart. Although the two families had booked this marriage for them since childhood, there was still a distance between the two.

Bian Lingxi looked at the shy girl who lowered her head and the gentle boy next to her, and sighed: It’s so good to be young!

Little do I know that I am only twenty-three years old. According to the domestic average trend, people of this age have just graduated from college and are young.

"Okay, everyone should eat it. If you don't eat it, Wang Chuan and Qi Qing will take care of it."

The two people who were suddenly named by Qin Qing tightened their backs and touched their heads and smiled shyly, "It's so delicious, I can't help it."

Qin Qing smiled again, "Of course, I am so attached to your Professor Bian's craftsmanship every day. It would be strange if it's not delicious."

"But Lingxi, how did you make the pot? I just saw you working it for a long time but couldn't understand it."

Now it was Liu Ling's turn to be surprised, "Professor Bian personally made the pot base? I thought I bought it from Haidilao."

Not only Liu Ling has this feeling, but everyone has it. If Qin Qing hadn't asked this question suddenly, no one would have known it. After all, the pot base tastes very similar to Haidilao, and it can be said that it has 70% or 80% of the same image.
Chapter completed!
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