Li Shengruo hadn't returned to his dormitory yet, but his personal belongings were neatly packed. He went to Wang Xixuan in the next dormitory and inquired about it, only to find out that Shui Fengzheng and Shui Fengzheng seemed to have taken him to the system section and started training directly.
Not knowing who was harder to bear, himself or him, Wei Curcuma sighed with emotion, wondering if he should take the time to call his roommate to express condolences, while lying on the bed, preparing to catch up on his sleep.
The assassination training in the past few days has brought Wei Curcuma's spirit to the point of near collapse. When he returned to his dormitory at night, he was not idle. Day after day, he strengthened his skills in reverse and simulated the structure, which can be said to be day and night.
After relaxing a little at this moment, Wei Zeshu, who had not changed his clothes yet, hugged his second-hand tattered canvas bag that had a big hole in it, fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
This kind of sudden sleep is not so much falling asleep as it is passing into a coma?
In the dream, Wei Curcuma was still standing on the familiar hill, and the starry sky was exceptionally bright throughout the night.
Among the stars in the sky, there seemed to be a green star that looked familiar to Wei Curcuma. Suddenly, a similar black star appeared out of thin air beside the star. It was somewhat similar, but the latter appeared out of thin air and was indescribable. wonderful.
Wei Zeshu knew that time in the outside world was fleeting in such a dream. He hurriedly picked up a stone from the lawn at his feet and accurately threw it towards the pure white human figure looking at the stars in the distance.
Unfortunately, he had already woken up the moment the stone drew a beautiful curve.
The sunshine outside the house has turned a bit twilight, and the time is just around six o'clock. A slight knock can be heard outside the door.
"Let's go, junior, let's have dinner at Chunyu Barbecue Restaurant."
"coming!"
Wei Curcuma didn't even change his clothes, so he just rolled out of bed and followed the seniors to the place where they were said to be having dinner.
The campus in Beijing covers an extremely large area, so some unique restaurants will exist independently of the school cafeteria and are open to the public.
Today, this barbecue restaurant is located in a relatively remote corner of the north. It is not bordered by any functional teaching buildings, so it is rarely quiet.
The barbecue restaurant is a small wooden building with only two floors and a small area. There is a wooden sign hanging at the door with the words "Chun Yu Barbeque Restaurant" written in five characters.
Although the building looks a bit old, it has a simple charm. Under the slightly dark sky, the warm lights under the signboard light up, making people feel warm.
There were not many people in the barbecue restaurant at the moment. It seemed that they had made a reservation by phone at noon. About ten people took up most of the first floor. There were some posters on the wall that the boss lady was interested in, some of which were movies and others. It's a poster from the North's own club.
The structure of the private room is quite special. It is an open space, somewhat similar to the large tatami mats in the East, or the Kang in the Northeast. On such a space, there are some square tables that are close together. Everyone sits casually at the square tables in twos and threes, each Each table can order independently, making it convenient for each other to join the table.
Wei Curcuma was naturally pulled to the middle position by Zhong Zeming, the director of He Dao Tower. This senior seemed to be extremely proficient in eating and ordered a table full of dishes very skillfully. The dishes complemented each other with hot and cold dishes. Quite particular.
"Okay, do you have anything else to think about? There is still some scientific research funding left by Mao and Lao Wang~"
Zhong Zeming's black hair was a little long, but his whole aura still gave people a refreshing and neat feeling. He closed the menu and asked leisurely questions to the students at several other tables.
“I want fried chicken nuggets!”
"Well... when it comes to dinner parties, there should be some high-end barbecue..."
"I want to drink—"
The other seniors were chattering and shouting.
"As for alcohol, liquor is prohibited. Please bring me twelve dozen bottles of freshly squeezed beer, both of which must be ice-cold. I also need five cans of ice-cold Coke. It's troublesome."
Zhong Zeming seems to like Coke extremely. He can often be seen drinking a can of Coke while walking, and today is no exception.
"Junior, would you like a draft beer? Speaking of which, are all the freshmen now adults?"
Wei Curcuma nodded, indicating that he was of age, and Zhong Zeming ordered a bunch of freshly squeezed cold draft beer.
"Then... let's start with a hundred large skewers of mutton, six portions of grilled lamb chops, grilled pork belly, supreme charcoal grilled Wagyu beef, roasted beef tongue with green onions, and Snow Dragon beef top brain. Each table will get two portions of these first, fried Chicken nuggets, Eastern style, three plates.”
Everyone had a lot of requests, but Zhong Zeming effortlessly organized them in his mind and easily satisfied these demands.
"I want to squeeze some lemon juice, how about you?"
"No...it sounds disgusting..."
"Just do it Chishima-chan."
"How about trying soy sauce?"
Zhong Zeming handed the menu to Wei Curcuma and gestured for him to order something too. The latter looked at the menu and couldn't guess what it was, so he ordered a tomato beef brisket.
As the ordered dishes were served, the atmosphere in the entire private room gradually became lively.
The first ones to arrive were the side dishes to go with the wine, some barbecue skewers, and more than a dozen huge draft beer cups filled with ice-cold draft beer, with condensation droplets rising on the walls. The golden liquor and white dense foam shimmered under the light. The lower part looks like light amber.
"Well, it tastes good. I haven't had it in a few months."
Sitting on the side of the long table, a tall senior with short hair and a scar on his cheek picked up a huge glass of ice-cold beer, raised his head slightly, and as his Adam's apple moved slightly, he drank most of the ice-cold beer in one breath. .
After he finished drinking, he let out a long breath, put the beer glass in his hand on the table, picked up a chopstick of small fish pickled in vinegar, put it in his mouth and started chewing it.
"I just drank a little bit in the dormitory."
The senior sitting next to him, wearing glasses and one striking light purple eye, also nodded, took a grilled lamb chop, wrapped the bone part with tissue paper, and placed it on his plate.
"Okay, okay! It looks like everyone is here! It's rare that everyone is not dead, so let's go home with a lot of fun today!"
"Let's also celebrate the birth of a new student in our Hedao Building who can pass the assassination training!"
Zhong Zeming raised the beer glass in his hand and a bunch of kebabs in his other hand, and said happily to everyone.
"You just want to drink!"
"Junior, don't be like this senior and fail three subjects this semester..."
The other seniors obviously had a very good relationship with the building principal, and they joked about him in twos and threes.
Zhong Zeming didn't care, he happily drank a sip of beer, ate a mutton skewer, and sat next to Wei Curcuma, enjoying himself.
"cheers!"
"Oh, cheers!"
This group of casual and free-spirited seniors raised their draft beer cups one after another, and Wei Curcuma also hurriedly raised it.
