62, the way to express gratitude
To be honest, Sun Hao, whose highest education level in his previous life was a secondary school student in finance and economics, was a little shocked.
I didn't expect that there is such a university in China, where classes are actually about playing games.
Various games were played, from 123 wooden figures to eagles catching chickens, and the students in the class had a great time playing.
Sun Hao was equally excited.
I was originally thinking that if I really couldn't make it into the University of China Central Television, I would find a decent excuse to drop out.
But now... you still want to give back the hammer?!
The happy time is always short. When it was Sun Hao's turn to play the eagle, Zhang Xiaolong, the teacher of physical education and etiquette, applauded.
"Students, the time is up. Let's change our clothes and get ready. get out of class will officially end in 10 minutes."
"Thank you, teacher."
The classmates who had just played quite happily bowed collectively to thank them.
Zhang Xiaolong also returned the gift.
"Hey, Haozi!"
Just as Sun Hao wanted to go back to the locker room to change clothes, Zeng Li pulled him back.
"Um?"
"Hu Jing would like to invite you to have dinner with us."
"Okay, let's go tonight."
Anyway, there is nothing much to do at night. If you get together with your classmates, you can learn more about the situation, such as the personality and habits of the original owner of the body...
"We are not talking about night." Zeng Li showed his fist and hit Sun Hao on the chest.
"What we are saying is that from now on, you can have lunch with us."
"That won't work." Sun Hao shook his head like a wave.
"Why, are you reluctant to let go of those rats in dormitory 325?"
"Not really."
"What is that?" Zeng Li was curious.
"I think there are two reasons why you took the initiative to invite me to have lunch with you: First, you want to develop me into your free labor force to help you make meals and wash dishes."
Looking at Sun Hao, Zeng Li smiled.
Don't tell me, Hu Jing really had this idea, because eating in the cafeteria at noon every day was like a war. Having a tall and strong boy as a meal friend would definitely benefit.
"What about the second reason?" Zeng Li then asked.
"Two, I think you two must want to enjoy my beauty all to yourself."
"Well…"
Zeng Li was stunned for a moment, then he lifted up his long legs and kicked Sun Hao.
"Nonsence!"
…
No matter what happens in the future, anyway, at noon today, Sun Hao worked as a free labor force for the two beauties Zeng Li and Hu Jing, helping them prepare meals, vegetables, and buy steamed buns.
For this reason, Sun Hao has become a typical representative of "forgetting one's loyalty" in the eyes of the rats in dormitory 325, and they say that he will definitely be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of China National Theater in the future.
The food in the Chinese Theater Canteen is good.
Pork ribs stewed with winter melon, fried pork with peppers, fried eggs with green onions, spinach vermicelli... everything is full of color, flavor and flavor.
But just when Sun Hao sat down and was about to feast, the two beauties beside him kept poking and poking at the plate with chopsticks...
"Uh..., you two, what do you mean?"
"Haozi, you've been eating from the Chinese Theater Canteen for two and a half years, aren't you tired of it?" Zeng Li blinked.
"Well, I think it's okay. At least the fried pork with chili is very good." Sun Hao picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, tasting it slowly.
This is my first time to taste college students’ food, which is very memorable!
"But it's really not as good as the food you cook." Zeng Li stretched out his hand to pull Sun Hao's arm, suddenly feeling a little coquettish.
"Is the food I cook really that delicious?"
"certainly!"
"Lao Yang, what do you think?" Sun Hao turned his head to Hu Jing.
96 means everyone in this class has a nickname. For example, Zeng Li, her nickname is Damei, because she is beautiful; for example, Zhang Ziyi, her nickname is Xiaogangpao, because she speaks more straightforwardly and does not speak well.
Go through the brain and offend people all day long...
The beauty Hu Jing's nickname is almost meaningless. She is actually called Alpaca. The main reason is that Zhao Minghao thinks that her appearance is very similar to that of an alpaca.
But the alpaca's bark is rather convoluted, so Sun Hao called her "Lao Sheep" to make her seem honest and sincere.
"I was seduced by your family, okay?
Now, every day before she goes to bed, she will say how delicious our Haozi’s cooking is and how rich the combination of dishes is. Even if you eat too much, you will not gain weight because his nutritional combination is extremely reasonable.
Now, Yuan Quan, who came back from Tang Ushan, said the same thing, so we were moved."
"Well, what do you mean..." Sun Hao put down his chopsticks.
"Hehe... Haozi, it doesn't take much, just cook one meal for the girls in our class every week?" After Zeng Li finished speaking, he stretched out a white finger.
"Well, Haozi, don't worry. We'll buy the vegetables. We'll buy whatever you want us to buy." Hu Jing quickly added.
"As for the place to cook, we have found a place, and it is at the home of our head teacher, Teacher Chang."
hehe…
Sun Hao suddenly laughed.
Zeng Li is really an extremely smart woman. She is trying her best to thank her teacher. After all, she only attends classes for a few days in a semester, so she can't explain it from anyone.
"okay!"
Seeing that Sun Hao agreed and the meal went back to normal, the two beauties didn't even care about their image. They picked up their chopsticks and aimed at the two pitifully thin ribs in the winter melon braised pork ribs.
…
The semester is coming to an end. According to the school's arrangement, students of all grades have regular classes in the morning and rehearse their final works in the afternoon.
Of course, the 96-level acting undergraduate class is no exception.
Regarding the final works of this semester, Liu Ye and Zhang Ziyi performed excerpts from Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, Zeng Li, Hu Jing, Niu Qingfeng, and Yuan Quan performed excerpts from the drama La Traviata, and Qin Hailu, Qin Hao, Zhao Minghao and others performed dramas.
A scene in a teahouse…
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Sun Hao followed his classmates to the black box theater, which is the rehearsal place for the final production of the 96th class.
Entering the theater, Sun Hao originally wanted to ask what he was performing, but before he could ask, he received envious and jealous looks from his classmates.
"Mouse, you are so awesome, you don't even have to arrange your final project."
"Haozi, does our head teacher have any special care for you?
Otherwise, why would she accept the movie "Saw" as your final work?"
"Oh my god, I was wronged.
If "Saw" could be classified as a final work, it should be mine.
You know, I, Qin Hao, am the male lead in "Saw", and even Master Jiang Wen doesn't have as many scenes as me."
…
Sitting in the audience, admiring everyone's envy, jealousy and hatred towards him, Sun Hao felt quite leisurely and contentedly excited.
It feels so good to sit on the top of the mountain and watch other people working hard to climb up!
However, when Sun Hao unconsciously put his hand into his pocket and touched the bunch of keys he brought out from the locker, he immediately frowned.
Should I go to the Housing Authority with my ID card and ask how many houses I have bought in Beijing?
However, at this moment, the head teacher Chang Li opened the door and came in.
"Sun Hao..."
"exist!"
"Go to my office and answer the phone. What happened to you recently? You haven't contacted your family for four or five months."
"Uh..., okay!"
Chapter completed!