Dragon: I am writing your destiny

It's not as delicious as dumplings, especially when dipped in vinegar and garlic.

It has to be said that the Chinese chefs at Kassel College are quite capable. The dumplings stuffed with mutton taste very well seasoned. Gu Chen ate two plates.

Masashi Toyama ate authentic Japanese food, he was slow in cooking, and he was slow in eating, so Gu Chen took a bite of a dumpling, and when he picked up chopsticks with garlic, the elegant middle-aged man was still eating shrimp wrapped in salad sauce. Then, while waiting for the next dish, he watched him eat with a smile on his face.

All in all, the meal this time was much more enjoyable than eating roasted pork knuckle in the student cafeteria.

When I walked out of the restaurant, it was already dark, the street lights were bright, the students came and went together, and occasionally the girls covered their mouths and smiled, which was very beautiful.

Masashi Toyama put his hands behind his back and said with a smile, "This kind of peace and tranquility really wants to last forever."

With a toothpick in his mouth, Gu Chen only answered vaguely.

"Want to take a walk together?" Masashi Toyama invited.

Gu Chen thought for a while, "Walk a hundred steps after a meal, live to..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a familiar male voice not far away, "Hey, Lao Gu, here, here!"

Masashi Toyama also heard the sound and looked. Finger, a famous man in the school, was hugging the shoulders of the S-level freshman, walking this way like a crab, and Lu Mingfei, who was thinner beside him, looked like a A bent bamboo pole.

"Are you two coming to eat together?" Fingel's tone was very familiar.

Lu Mingfei called the teacher obediently, and Toyama Masashi was even more satisfied.

Finger sniffed his nose suddenly, "Mutton dumplings?"

"Does the mutton smell very strong?" Toyama Masashi raised his cuff and smelled it, only the smell of mustard.

Then Gu Chen breathed out in front of him, the strong smell of garlic made Lao Fu's face turn green.

"It's too bad, it's really too bad!" Fingel laughed and slapped his thigh.

Lu Mingfei grinned in pain, because the bastard took pictures of him.

"Lao Gu, take a stroll together?" Fingel winked.

Seeing this, Toyama Masashi said very interestingly that he suddenly remembered that he still had to be busy with schoolwork, so he took a step first.

Looking at his back, Fingel crossed his arms and said, "As expected of a researcher in psychology, look at his sharp eyesight."

"Are you going to pay back the money?" Gu Chen said.

"Vulgar, too vulgar." Finger immediately covered his trouser pocket, and at the same time pushed Lu Mingfei, who was beside him with a silly smile, to his face, "It's my brother who has something to ask you."

The latter scratched his head embarrassingly, "I want to ask you for help with something, and it's up to you."

"I see." Gu Chen understood clearly, "Tell me, how many bottles do you plan to order."

"Eh?" Lu Mingfei and Finger were both confused, "How many bottles?"

"It's not up to me, Romanée-Conti." Gu Chen raised his chin, "The cost price is the same as the old man!"

"..." Lu Mingfei.

"Is it the Romanee-Conti I know in your career?" Fingel's expression was also a little stiff.

He felt that sometimes he was unconstrained enough, but now that he had completely met his opponent, he was so unconstrained that he was a bit foolish.

"It's not this, it's business." Lu Mingfei said hastily: "Look at Brother Waste Chai today, how is it different from usual?"

There are still a lot of students passing by now, so he intends to make a detour.

Fingel obviously understood what he meant, cleared his throat immediately, and put on a serious face, so that Gu Chen could see clearly.

In the evening, occasionally some students would look at them, their eyes were mostly "look", and there was a simple unlucky freshman who was fooled by that "legendary brother" Finger! '

There are also those who recognize Gu Chen and Lu Mingfei and whisper to their companions.

But Gu Chen looked at Finger carefully, and said after a while, "You washed your face today."

"...I wash my face every day." Fingal said awkwardly but politely.

"Oh, that's right." Gu Chen was a little embarrassed.

"Okay, I washed my hair." Fingel reached out and scratched his hair, "Do you feel much smoother?"

"Didn't take a shower?" Gu Chen couldn't quite understand the operation of washing hair alone.

"That's a lot of effort." Fingel muttered.

Lu Mingfei sighed, "It's unprecedented for Brother Waste Chai to wash his hair, and didn't you notice that he also trimmed his beard?"

With his chin raised, Fingel showed Gu Chen his left and right faces.

Gu Chen supported the mirror frame, and couldn't bear to look directly at the bearded beard, "So what is the happy event that makes you clean up like this? Is your girlfriend pregnant or are you getting married?"

Lu Mingfei wondered, "How can you be sure that he has a girlfriend?"

Gu Chen said: "Eight years of squatting in college..."

"Yes, I'm such a loser." Fingel laughed off the topic, "It's not a question of whether I have a girlfriend, but Sima Zhao wrote a letter to ask Liu Chan to dance."

When Lu Mingfei heard this metaphor, he couldn't help but cover his face.

Gu Chen thought for a while, and tentatively said, "No, it's Liu Chan, and Sima Zhao is Caesar?"

"Smart!" Fingel snapped his fingers and exclaimed, "As we get along better, I feel more and more like seeing each other late. How about you, Old Gu?"

Of course Gu Chen didn't answer his words, the last time they met each other was to borrow money from him, who knows what's up his mind this time.

"So Caesar invited you to the social dance tonight?"

"That's it." Lu Mingfei scratched his head, "I thought I should wear a formal suit for that occasion. You have a lot of suits, so I want to ask if there is one that suits me, so I can borrow one to wear."

"Okay." Gu Chen said nothing.

……

The three went straight to the apartment building, but saw an unexpected figure downstairs.

"Nuo Nuo?" Lu Mingfei was a little surprised.

On the opposite side, Nuonuo folded her arms, pacing boredly at the door.

"Are you together again?" She looked over.

"Why are you here?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Wait for someone." Nuonuo said casually, "Have you all received invitations to the dinner party?"

"Hmm!" Lu Mingfei nodded again and again, "It's the email from you."

Gu Chen glanced at him, this kid really couldn't hide what was on his mind, maybe he hadn't noticed yet, when he looked at Nuonuo, he was already looking at Chen Wenwen in the same way.

"And me!" Fingel raised his hand.

Nuonuo rolled his eyes at him, and raised his chin slightly towards Gu Chen, "Why didn't you read the email I sent you?"

"I don't have an email address." Gu Chen said.

Fingal looked at him as if he were looking at an alien.

"You are a teacher, and Norma has registered an email address with your information, which can be seen on the personal homepage of Xiaonei." Nuonuo said, "Did no one tell you?"

Fingel said before Gu Chen could speak: "We went back to the apartment to teach him how to surf the Internet."

"Then remember to come." Nuonuo shook his head and left.

Lu Mingfei looked at her back as she left gracefully, "Will she remind everyone?"

"I said she was crazy." Fingel said in a low voice, "Maybe she thinks Lao Gu is funny."

"Fun?" Lu Mingfei touched his nose, he felt that he was also very funny.

"Because Lao Gu is a teacher." Fingel said.