Evening self-study is over.

In order to celebrate Guo Kunnan's invitation letter, Hu Jun took the initiative to invite, and invite a few to go outside to string.

The brothers knew that he had received a windfall, and none of them refused. Meng Gui, with 10 centimeters of hair on his head, approached a few people, and he said equally generously:

"Since Brother Jun invites you to a barbecue, I, Guizi, will invite you to watch a movie at my house tonight. It just so happens that new resources have been released recently."

He took out the card reader and showed: "It's already downloaded, let's watch it on my big TV!"

Cui Yu was the first to respond, while Guo Kunnan was a little hesitant at first, but couldn't bear the two's enthusiastic invitation, and he finally agreed.

Just like that, several people left the classroom together.

Duan Shigang saw the lively and lively appearance of their brothers, and couldn't help but recall the stormy days.

After many years of fighting, he was once the king, and then he had the final say.

The original group of brothers has disappeared.

Looking back now, what did he get?

Duan Shigang felt a sense of vicissitudes of life in his heart, and now he understood what was most important.

It's those brothers!

Duan Shigang looked away from Cui Yu's group of people. He looked at Zhang Chi and reached out to pat his shoulder:

"Chizi, I'll invite you to have a barbecue tonight!"

Zhang Chi was regretting it. He was stimulated by Jiang Ning's winning of the prize, and impulsively, he tore up the white paper. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a lifelong redemption voucher for his eyes!

He hates it!

If my deskmate Duan Shigang could have reminded him at that time, would he have been less impulsive?

‘Damn it, it’s all Duan Shigang’s fault!”

Zhang Chi originally wanted to scold him severely, but the other party actually invited him to a barbecue. Which high school student could refuse this temptation?

"Brother Gang is so interesting!" Zhang Chi smiled at him.

Duan Shigang put his arm around his shoulders: "Come on, I'll introduce you to some brothers."

The two left arm in arm.

After they left, there were very few students left in the classroom.

Chai Wei looked around and saw only Chen Qian who was concentrating on reading and Zhao Qianqian who was studying manicure...

He saw Cui Yu and the others walking together just now, but Chai Wei didn't take it seriously. After all, his high school classmates were just passers-by. His future goal is to go to a prestigious university!

These people are not worthy of being companions with a lonely chess player like him.

But deep down, he was still a little unhappy. Chai Wei got up from his seat and walked to the northeast corner of the class to prepare for cleaning.

There was a trash can that was in the way, so he kicked the small trash can away.

The movement here did not attract Chen Qian's attention at all.

Chai Wei pulled out a broom and suddenly noticed something was wrong with the sole of his foot. When he looked down, he saw a red banknote and a fifty yuan note.

Chai Wei's heart skipped a beat and he looked outside the classroom, but no one was paying attention.

He silently lowered his head and picked it up.

One hundred and fifty yuan!

Who wouldn't be happy if they made a fortune out of thin air?

As for who dropped the money? Chai Wei didn't expect that much. Anyway, he had no friends in Class 8, so he didn't have to worry about accidental injury.

The unhappiness in my heart was cured by one hundred and fifty dollars.

‘Spend a lot tonight!’ Chai Wei thought fiercely.

…

Dark night, outside school.

Because Xue Yuantong came out relatively late, it took a little time.

She clamored to eat fried starch sausage, and also wanted to eat starch sausage fried using a machine that specializes in frying golden crispy sausage.

Jiang Ning: "There are so many things."

Xue Yuantong held a bowl of warm taro syrup: "Please help me find it, and I'll treat you to it."

"Okay." Anyway, it is a very easy thing for Jiang Ning.

He activated his consciousness, like water ripples, extending towards the snack street in front of him. All the information from all the shops and food stalls within the range were fed back into his brain.

"Come with me." Jiang Ning rode a battery car and controlled the speed, while Xue Yuantong followed behind holding sugar water.

Soon, I came to an aunt's stall and asked, "Boss, how much does this cost?"

"One dollar and five," said the aunt.

"Here are two." Xue Yuantong paid three coins.

It’s not expensive. Ten years later, this kind of fried sausage will cost three yuan for one piece and five yuan for two sticks in Yuzhou.

Auntie turned up the heat of the sausage fryer, then poured some oil on the distinct starchy intestines, which made a slight sizzling sound due to the high temperature.

It was time for school to end, and one to two thousand students on campus came out together, turning the night into a noisy one, and the snack street was bustling with activity.

The aunt was wearing an old apron and skillfully turned the starch sausages with her hands to ensure that they were evenly heated and fried to the best taste.

On the sausage frying machine, the starch sausages become golden and attractive when fried in boiling oil.

Xue Yuantong took advantage of the night to swallow his saliva quietly, staring at the starch intestine.

After a while, other students came around, shouting: "Boss, give me three!"

Some reckless students were pushing and jostling each other. If Xue Yuantong were here, he would probably be pushed aside very quickly.

But she was standing next to Jiang Ning. For some reason, the students didn't get too close, and they all gathered around her honestly.

When the starch sausage was fried, the aunt scooped up the cumin powder with a spoon and asked, "Do you want chili?"

"want!"

Auntie sprinkled a layer of cumin powder and then a layer of chili powder. Jiang Ning reached out and took it.

Withdrawing from the crowd, Jiang Ning handed the fried golden starch sausage to Xue Yuantong: "Be careful of burning it."

"Hehe, I'm not afraid of being hot!" Xue Yuantong took a bite carefully. The outside was crispy, hot and spicy. The combination of the two made her feel proud.

She found a roadside with few people and enjoyed the starch sausage.

"Brother, we meet again!" A slightly delicate voice sounded.

Xue Yuantong looked to the side and saw that he was a familiar person.

Shang Wanqing held a piece of starch sausage and looked at it with a smile.

Obviously we are all students, but her expression is different from ordinary girls, exuding a touching charm, like a flower swaying in the breeze.

"Good evening." Jiang Ning glanced at her and then looked at Wu Yunzhi beside her.

Wu Yunzhi looked stern, his eyes were indifferent, and he had no intention of saying hello at all.

This time when he saw Jiang Ning with only a little kid beside him, he felt a sense of pride in his heart. How could the other person compare him to him?

Therefore, Wu Yunzhi felt that he had won.

And this time, Wu Yunzhi won the invitation letter from Changqingye. He is handsome, talented, and lucky. Who else can compare with him?

Wu Yunzhi even believed that the younger generation could no longer compare with him, and his eyes had already turned to the older generation.

Thinking of this, he had an invincible mentality. He raised the starch sausage in his hand and took a bite proudly.

The next second, his handsome face was deformed, and his facial features were twisted together, "Grass! Grass! Grass!"

It was so hot that his tongue burned. He quickly lowered his head and spit it out, then opened the iced Coke and drank it down to relieve the burning sensation in his mouth.

Shang Wanqing was startled: "Brother, brother, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Ning glanced at him and withdrew the fire method: "I told you to show off."

Wu Yunzhi had no time to answer Shang Wanqing. He took several sips of Coke and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tongtong, eat slowly." Jiang Ning reminded.

Having learned from the past, Xue Yuantong quickly nodded his head.

Wu Yunzhi was embarrassed for a while, feeling that he had lost face in front of Sister Shang, and his pride could no longer be maintained.

In order to divert the embarrassment just now, Wu Yunzhi found a topic: "Your class is very lucky. You actually have two lottery tickets, while our class only has one."

Upon hearing this, Shang Wanqing's mouth curved slightly, forming a sad arc, like a withered flower.

Ling's flowers are heart-wrenching: "Our class is lucky, but I am unlucky."

"But, it doesn't matter." The corners of her mouth raised again, and she raised her head and looked at Wu Yunzhi happily, "Brother can win the invitation, I am happy for him."
To be continued...