Chapter 237 I'm talking about the steamed buns in the cafeteria

Zhou Jing gave full authority to Bai Xiyao to handle the installation of the Internet cafe in Qing County, including decoration, equipment procurement, etc. Zhou Jing had neither the time nor the need to supervise it personally.

"We'll start distributing goods in the next two days and go to Qing County on the weekend. Will you go back?"

Bai Xiyao put the matter of Qing County Internet Cafe on the agenda. Time was very tight. The Internet Cafe had to be set up before the summer vacation, and the project of No. 11 Middle School had to be completed before the fall semester started.

"Let's go on Saturday morning."

Zhou Jing thought about it and decided to go back to arrange some things.

"OK."

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After things were settled, Zhou Jing returned to school. It was almost time for class, so Zhou Jing went to the office. After class, he went to the dormitory to write a novel. Before he knew it, he had finished the second get out of class. Zhou Jing went to the classroom to supervise the students doing eye exercises, but when he arrived in the classroom, the eye exercises time was over.

Zhou Jing went to the office, turned on the computer, plugged in the USB drive, and sent the draft of the novel to Yang Wenwen's email.

The novel chapters were edited by Zhou Jing. Each chapter was about 3,000 words long, and six or seven chapters were published every day. Yang Wenwen only needed to check for typos before publishing.

Yang Wenwen was surfing the Internet. When she saw the email coming in, she checked it immediately and saved the novel document to her computer desktop and reviewed it chapter by chapter.

[I want to eat Liangpi. Do you want to eat with me after school?]

Gu Jia sent a message to Zhou Jing.

[Okay, then you wait for me]

Zhou Jing agreed without thinking. At this moment, Zhou Jing was not thinking about whether he had time after school, but how to arrange his time if he had something to do.

[I will go back in the fourth quarter and wait for you at Renmin Road after school]

Gu Jia sent a message to the boy in a happy mood.

Zhou Jing: [OK]

"Have you seen the notice?"

Yang Wenwen checked the notification in the first-year class teacher's office group and replied that she had received it, then looked at Zhou Jingdao.

"What's the matter?"

Zhou Jing said as he opened the class teacher's office group.

The school announced that all first and second grade students should gather in the playground after the second get out of class on Thursday morning. The school invited students with excellent college entrance examination results this year to give speeches and share their learning methods and review experiences. All first and second grade students were required to wear school uniforms tomorrow.

“Do you think the learning and sharing seminars are effective, Teacher Yang?”

Zhou Jing read the notice and knew about it.

“The successful method is difficult for others to replicate, but it can inspire students’ fighting spirit.”

Yang Wenwen said with a smile.

"Incisive."

Zhou Jing originally thought that such a symposium was meaningless, but after hearing what Yang Wenwen said, he felt it made sense. Graduates with excellent academic performance were invited by the school to speak to their younger classmates on the podium. Which student would not envy the opportunity to return to his alma mater after graduation and stand on the podium to speak gloriously.

"Do I need to make up for the missed classes?"

Gu Jia has a class in the third period on Thursday morning, and she is concerned about whether she needs to make up the class.

"No, I don't think I need to make up for it."

The entire grade will miss two classes, and there is no way to make up for it.

During the fourth class, Zhou Jing went to the classroom to remind the students to be in class and remember to wear their school uniforms the next morning.

"Also, if you need to change your liberal arts or science choices, you still have a chance. If you want to change, please let me know in the next few days."

Zhou Jing confirmed the class's subject selection situation for the last time.

"I'm a little hesitant. Science and liberal arts are both at similar levels. What should I choose?"

A girl said in a tangled tone.

"Why hesitate? Just choose what you like!"

“I don’t know what I like.”

"If your level of physics, chemistry, biology, politics, history and geography is similar or slightly better than that of physics, chemistry and biology, I don't know how to choose. If you are undecided, choose science. From the perspective of filling out applications and employment, science has more choices."

Zhou Jing took a piece of chalk and wrote on the blackboard: "If you are undecided, choose science."

"Teacher Zhou is absolutely right. The possibility of regretting choosing science is definitely lower than the possibility of regretting choosing liberal arts."

Most students agreed.

"Then Mr. Zhou changed my major to science."

The girl said with determination.

"I also choose science." said a boy named Zhang Huaiwen.

"Don't be blind. The most important thing is to choose according to your actual situation." Zhou Jing added, looking at the boy and said, "Zhang Huaiwen's academic performance is good now, but your physics is very average. When the difficulty of chemistry increases in the second year of high school, you may not be able to maintain your current level."

"That's right, Huaiwen Huaiwen, you should choose liberal arts. The name has already given you a hint."

"Then let's go for liberal arts!"

Zhang Huaiwen regained his composure after getting carried away. Although he preferred science, his ability did not allow it.

As for the girl who wanted to change to study science, Zhou Jing did not persuade her. In this case, it was far-fetched for the girl to choose either liberal arts or science. In this case, both science and liberal arts would be fine.

After returning to the office, Zhou Jing opened the subject selection form for his class and changed the students who had re-selected.

"are you hungry?"

Yang Wenwen sat at her desk and stretched, then took out a bag of Wangzai steamed buns from the cupboard.

"I prefer the big ones."

There was no one else in the office, so Zhou Jing grabbed a few little Wangzai and said.

"Aren't you ashamed at your age?"

Yang Wenwen understood what the boy meant. She put down the snacks, picked up a book, rolled it up, and stretched out her arm to hit the boy.

"I'm talking about the ones in the cafeteria. They're 50 cents each and they're big and white. You're a Chinese teacher. What the hell are you thinking about?"

Zhou Jing said seriously.

"Don't I know your little thoughts?"

Yang Wenwen wanted to cry but had no tears, and said with a pout.

"I don't even understand what you're implying."

Zhou Jing continued to pretend to be serious.

Yang Wenwen snorted and said, "Then don't fight with CC for food like a child anymore."

After saying it, Yang Wenwen felt so bad. How could someone say it so bluntly?

Zhou Jing looked at Yang Wenwen, smiled and said nothing, a line of poetry came to his mind: Enjoy life to the fullest when you are happy.

Zhou Jing told Yang Wenwen that he would go to the Internet cafe to take care of some things after school. He drove out of the school five minutes early, called Gu Jia after leaving the school gate, and when he arrived at Renmin Road, Gu Jia had just reached the intersection.

Gu Jia, who was wearing a simple dress, waved her hand, looked back at the intersection where the light was about to turn red, and signaled the boy to go first.

"Master, please get in the car."

Zhou Jing was not in a hurry. He waited for the next green light, parked the car and opened the passenger door.

"I'm so hungry. I want to eat Roujiamo. Please convince me not to eat it."

After getting in the car and sitting down, Gu Jia touched her stomach and felt very hungry.

"Why bother with yourself? Why live so entangled?"

Zhou Jing touched Gu Jia's flat belly and said.

"You asked me not to eat it, but your persuasion made me want to eat it even more."

Gu Jia thought that a roujiamo was a must today.

"After dinner, I'll run with you tonight." In the blink of an eye, they arrived at Xueyuan Road. Zhou Jing parked the car outside the noodle shop he often ate at. "I'll go over and buy two buns. Give me some noodle skin."

Zhou Jing's appetite is so great that one roujiamo and one portion of rolled noodles are definitely not enough.

Gu Jia arrived at the store first and ordered one portion of dough, one portion of rolled dough, one steamed bun with fat and lean meat, and one steamed bun with pure lean meat.

"Would you like to eat your favorite pickled cabbage buns?"

Zhou Jing came back from buying buns and said.

He bought four buns. The buns were not big, about the size of a girl's fist. Zhou Jing could eat ten of them.

"You are so hateful, are all boys like this?"

Gu Jia swallowed her saliva, but finally couldn't resist her craving and took a bun.

"There is a kind of coldness that your mother thinks you are cold, and there is a kind of hunger that your boyfriend thinks you are not full."

"I'm different from you. You're a boy and you're young, so it's not easy for you to gain weight. If I follow your example and eat like this every day for a year, my figure will be out of shape."

After eating the steamed buns, the roujiamo came up. Gu Jia ate it with a sense of guilt. The roujiamo was really delicious.

"What are you afraid of? I like white and plump ones."

(End of this chapter)