After a while, the waiter brought plates of hot pot ingredients and filled the entire dining table.
Teachers have big appetites, Xie Wanying dare not eat less...
Scanning the table full of her orders, it almost matched their preferences. Chang Jiawei couldn't help but praise others and said, "Xie Wanying, you are very good at reading people's orders."
"No, no, I'm just a little messy." She waved her hands and replied, secretly checking to see if Teacher Fu liked it.
"Yeah." Fu Xinheng didn't feel anything. Knowing that his role tonight might be a light bulb, he picked up his chopsticks and ate it.
"Eat, eat, eat." Chang Jiawei, who was about to treat a guest, took the lead in picking up a large colander and beckoning everyone to start the meal. First, he used chopsticks to put beef in the hot pot, boiled it with hot pot water, and poured a large spoonful of meat into it.
In the bowl of a classmate.
Xie Wanying was frightened and said: "Thank you, Teacher Chang, there are too many, I can't finish them."
"You don't have to be polite to us. Eat slowly if you can't finish." Chang Jiawei refused to let her push back the bowl, and then deliberately asked her, "I heard that your senior brother Cao often invites you to dinner. What do you think about me and your teacher Fu?"
Which one is better, your Senior Brother Cao?"
How to compare this? Xie Wanying blinked.
"Your senior brother Cao treats you to something to eat. Your teacher Fu and I can also treat you to something to eat from time to time." Chang Jiawei said to her meaningfully.
Fu Xinheng, who was eating in silence, realized that it was not easy for him to be a light bulb and he would be dragged into a fight by his classmates at any time.
Xie Wanying came back to her senses, looked at the expressions of the two teachers, shook her head and told the truth: "Senior Brother Cao doesn't invite me to dinner often."
Senior Brother Cao is very busy with work, so he doesn't have time to ask her out to eat often.
It turned out that Cao Yong didn't do it right. Chang Jiawei patted his thigh with his hand, and he was right, and said: "He doesn't treat you to food often, we can treat you to food often."
"It's not necessary. It's not good to eat big meals every day." Xie Wanying said, "If the burden on the gastrointestinal tract is too heavy, you will easily get pancreatitis."
These words were like the sound of explosions in the air, the cold wind howling, and the ice and snow falling violently.
Fu Xinheng: Pfft. The mouthful of meat in his mouth almost spat out on his classmate’s face.
He was going to laugh to death.
Chang Jiawei took out a tissue and wiped the marks on his forehead that seemed to have been sprayed by his old classmate's saliva. When he thought about Xie's serious academic words, he wanted to laugh and cry at the same time.
Falling in love with a female medical genius seems to be as difficult as Mount Everest.
Fu Xinheng also picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, thinking how else could he have heard that Cao Yong was the only one chasing her.
The two teachers suddenly laughed for some reason. Xie Wanying's scalp tightened, and she felt as if she was cheating in front of the two teachers. She often didn't think much, and all she thought about was illness, so she accidentally slipped her words.
Ring, ring, ring, the harsh ringtone of the phone stands out amidst the gurgling sound of hot pot water.
"Whose phone number?" Stopping his chopsticks, Chang Jiawei turned his head around, first wondering if the phone of his workaholic old classmate rang.
Fu Xinheng glanced at his cell phone on the table: It didn't ring.
It was hers. Xie Wanying hurriedly opened the zipper of her schoolbag and took out her mobile phone. When she looked up, she saw the two teachers looking at her alone, which made her almost blush with embarrassment. She recalled the lesson that Senior Brother Yu had said that she was busier than the teachers.
Okay. Hurry up and answer the phone to solve the problem.
