The girl laughed, reached over half of her waist, grabbed the edge of the table, pried it open, and pulled out the price list underneath. She glanced at it casually and raised her eyebrows like a machete. said:
"Ah, ten dollars a bag, here are ten bags."
She licked her lips stained with strawberry juice, wiped them with her thumb, put one hand in her pocket, took out another hundred-yuan note, waved it in front of the teller, and said seriously: "Oh, how much is it, two hundred?"
Without moving the white spots on his face, the teller lowered his head and pulled a lock of hair, then muttered: "Ten bags of preserved fruit, exactly one hundred."
The girl said "heh" and pointed up: "Oh, you have studied arithmetic."
The teller didn't dare to talk back, so he hurriedly handed the change back to Shen Rusong, and almost fled into the back room to rummage through the inventory.
Seeing Hou Gong's arrogant attitude, Shen Rusong scratched the back of his neck and thought to himself that this girl was wearing the same dark green military uniform as him, but with this kind of skill, two hundred yuan seemed like water. It's not yet the day for military college students' practical training. Even if they don't know the cadets, Shen Rusong must have heard of them at least.
Shen Rusong's mind was thinking quickly, but a piece of bright red dried strawberry was handed to him.
"Are you going to eat or not?"
Shen Rusong was stunned for a moment, and then the girl took her hand back.
"I'll fall down if I don't eat."
I wonder if this girl is familiar with her? Shen Rusong cleared her throat, and when the words reached her throat, she spoke first:
"Why don't you even say thank you?"
During this series, Shen Rusong looked at the girl while hesitating. Her round eyes, which were set off by dots of freckles on her cheeks, were particularly festive. They blinked like snow particles and suddenly melted into dew.
"Uh, thank you." Shen Rusong said awkwardly.
The girl's nose twitched and she snorted, then turned to her companion and said, "Xiaoyang, look at the elm head of the Gongyi man. He can really compete with the mentally retarded people like us. He's not polite at all."
The short-haired girl named "Xiaoyang" smiled lightly, her little tiger teeth flashing away.
The girl with dried strawberries knocked on the counter and shouted: "Hurry up, if you delay in fifty-seven seconds, I will make a complaint."
The teller rushed out angrily with a cardboard box in his arms, almost begging for mercy:
"Auntie, do you think it's okay to dry it?"
The little aunt picked at the carton for a while, picked out the package of candied fruits, curled her fingers, and the teller rushed back to the room as if she had been given an amnesty. The last look she gave Shen Rusong was that of an enemy.
Shen Rusong, whose brain was down, has now recovered. Since entering the Military Academy, he has adhered to the principle of not messing with second- and third-generation generals, so he bowed slightly to the girl, nodded and said:
"Thanks."
The girl rolled her eyes, but she reached out her hand first, touched the hesitant Shen Rusong, and said:
"I'm Mai Qiu, you're welcome."
She picked up her collar, put her index finger on her lips and said, "Teach you, take off the nameplate when you go out to the base. The third-year non-commissioned officer student Shen, Ruru, Rusong~"
"Let's go, we didn't have much time to talk to Gongyi." Mai Qiu twisted her toes, turned 180 degrees, and walked in the opposite direction to Shen Rusong. But she suddenly threw something over.
Shen Rusong subconsciously caught it, huh? The preserves she bought? Shen Rusong finally spoke: "Hey!..."
Mai Qiu, who was four or five steps away, raised her arm, revealing a delicate white wrist covered with a jade bracelet. She said:
"Keep it, replenish your body, you will need it!"
Her pearl-like eyes glanced at Shen Rusong, and she seemed to be amused: "Behave well, I..."
Before she finished speaking, the short-haired girl next to her, "Xiao Yang," raised her head and stared so hard that she choked back the rest of her words.
Shen Rusong watched them leave unconsciously.
When Shen Rusong walked back to the intersection station, Gao Keming and the other three gathered around him with evil smiles.
Gao Keming laughed and threw the can and then caught it, pretending to be surprised and said: "Hey, this, this, a marriage made in heaven."
"Fuck you." Shen Rusong cursed.
Yu Youan said seriously: "The next meal has been agreed upon and it will be mine. I will introduce my sister-in-law."
"Two sisters-in-law." Li Cuyong, who never said much, said happily.
When explaining to these grandsons, they could only misunderstand them even more. Shen Rusong simply did not defend himself and said generously:
"Your sister-in-law told me that if you don't go to Changsheng Restaurant, you must have a private room."
Everyone said "Hey" and punched Shen Rusong in the chest.
"Yes, yes, when will you bring your two sisters-in-law to the private room of Changsheng Restaurant~"
Shen Rusong carefully opened the candied fruits sent by Mai Qiu. The oil paper bag contained candied red fruits with a fragrant aroma. Two or three coupons for this thing are only issued during New Years and holidays. To exchange them privately, you have to pay four pounds of meat coupons or forty yuan. In addition, I go to the community supply and marketing cooperative to buy it. Do I usually want to eat candied fruits? I can't even afford fifty dollars.
Shen Rusong actually regretted accepting the gift from such a strange girl. To her, it was nothing more than a pack of snacks, which could be regarded as a favor to a family like Shen Rusong's. As for her final words of "behave well," he was even more confused.
That’s all, a pack of candied fruits. Shen Rusong didn't want to think too much. He came from a poor family but was rich, and the allowances and benefits he saved were more than enough to buy some high-end supplements. He didn't have to think twice about the random actions of a willful second generation.
Following the road signs, Shen Rusong and the others easily found the nearest fifth canteen of the base. Even though it was past two o'clock, this large canteen that could accommodate thousands of people was still bustling with people.
Everyone was not hungry, so they found an empty seat and sat down, smoking Peony cigarettes and talking nonsense.
Gao Keming lit the fire for everyone and said:
"Yeah, didn't the instructor say he couldn't find any food? The stalls are all full. If I give him a meal ticket, why can't he get a bite of food?"
Peony smoke does not scratch your throat and has a long-lasting flavor. It is said that the waste products left over from rolling Peony tobacco are White Bird tobacco. Shen Rusong looked at the canteen. The dome was extremely high, the beams were staggered, and the stalls below were all made of boards. Potato chips, waxy corn, and spicy cabbage were all packed directly in barrels that were larger than gasoline barrels. The chef, who was big and round, scooped out a large spoonful of vegetables and put it in the iron lunch box he was handed. He took out the oiliest vegetables from the pot and poured boiling water over them to make a soup with oily flowers.
Yu Youan blew out a smoke ring and said:
"It's eaten by the infrastructure soldiers who came off guard. These bumpkins just like spicy food, but I don't like it."
He moved his mouth towards the unopened stall, raised the cigarette and said, "I think that's where we should eat."
Shen Rusong stood up and looked around, seeing the same iron tables and chairs and large vegetable buckets, but the food standard for military students like them was higher than that for infrastructure soldiers, and he didn't want to pay the military students meal tickets to eat the most inferior food.
Looking around, he saw some familiar figures.
Shen Rusong put his hand on the table and said, "There is an acquaintance."
"who?"
"A bunch of people I know and don't know."
Yu Youan didn't grab Gao Keming, who was leaning toward the table next to the pretty girl. He turned around and saw the conspicuous green engineer coats. They were all the people who had just rushed to the cafeteria.
"We are having a meeting here in the thinking class? We usually sit together, but this scene is rare." Yu Youan said.
The Military Academy of the Renaissance Army has always been strict in school management. Many underground students who failed to enter the Renaissance University of Military Science and Technology and National Defense Engineering University will choose to go to the Military Academy. The college with the first number is the strongest, and the management is very harsh. The students at the bottom of each semester are eliminated, and the adults at the bottom will go to the second college, and those with the best grades in the second college will be promoted up. Everyone is a competitor, so naturally there is no friendship between them.
Shen Rusong said "Yeah". With sharp eyes, he saw clearly that the straight-headed person speaking in the middle was Zhou Kenlong, the young general who suddenly lost his mind and came to compete with the classmates below for a spot.
Dozens of people were staring attentively at Zhou Kenlong who was chatting on the stage. Separated by several tables and chairs outside the green circle of engineering soldiers were the crowded infrastructure soldiers, which made Shen Rusong and the others look out of place.
Shen Rusong felt vaguely that this situation should not be caused by just four more people competing for spots. He rubbed his teeth.
Wiping his lips, he said uneasily:
"It seems we can't let Deng Feng come to us."
"We have to find him first."
Yu Youan and Wu Zuyong looked at each other, nodded and said, "Looking for it now?"
"When I was at the door of the dormitory, I saw him going upstairs..." Shen Rusong said thoughtfully. He carefully observed each of the dozens of classmates, his mind moved slightly, and he said:
"Brother Yong, stay here and go talk with me. Brother Yu, you and Datou go back to the dormitory to find someone. I...it's two-fifteen now. I'll be back at three-thirty at the latest."
Yu Youan turned around and grabbed Gao Keming, who was flirting with the girl from the infrastructure construction soldier. The latter probably felt that it was too embarrassing to run away in a hurry, so he wanted to pretend to be sexy for a while. The speechless Yu Youan shouted, "Song Zi said that I will send you back to get close to Zhang Haiyue!" Then he pulled him away.
Shen Rusong couldn't laugh or cry at the words that had been stolen from his name. He grabbed two opened packs of Peony cigarettes, accurately threw them into Gao Keming's coat and hat, and said:
"Do something serious and don't get lost on the road!"
After seeing these two off, Shen Rusong asked Wu Zuyong to put on his coat inside out, turning into white, gray and brown urban camouflage, and mixed in with a group of base infantry wearing snow suits. He looked on coldly at the group of classmates who were still in the meeting.
Sure enough, as he expected, even if Zhou Kenlong and Yu Gang were together, it would still be difficult to impress the dozens of people ranked between 50 and 150. Who could give up the plan easily if he said it nicely with a red mouth and white teeth? After planning a whole semester, you rashly join someone else's temporary team?
But in the end, the number of people who chose to stand with Zhou Kenlong greatly exceeded Shen Rusong's expectations. Almost twenty people left with Zhou Kenlong and four others, while the rest were a few who were unwilling to break up. A small team.
Shen Rusong went against the flow of people and walked to the outermost stall of the empty cafeteria. Within a few minutes, several female officers and students bumped into Shen Rusong.
"What a coincidence, have you eaten?" Shen Rusong stepped aside and followed closely, going out to the back door of the cafeteria.
The tallest female officer folded her arms and mocked:
"You two are very cautious."
Shen Rusong looked at the sharp-faced girl with slightly closed phoenix eyes in front of him and said, "Then I should ask someone to send you a message to ask you to meet."
"Ha~"
The three female officials beside her vaguely surrounded Shen Rusong and the other two. There is no distinction between men and women in fighting these days. There is no such thing as gentlemanly manners in the semester knockout competition. At least two people cannot beat four people.
"If you have anything to say, tell me what you want to do with our sister Haiyue!" A girl with a flat face said coldly.
Shen Rusong sighed and turned his palms outward, wanting to show that he was being honest in front of the school beauty.
"Private matter."
