"Classmates!"

"At the end of this month, you will undergo the most rigorous test. All senior high school students in Ning City will take the test on the same day. The standards will be the same as the college entrance examination. I hope you can seize this opportunity!"

"Of course" Lin Yishan paused and said silently: "When the war is coming, you will have a carnival night. Tomorrow our school will hold the annual food festival. I hope everyone can have a good time."

The words fell,

The whole class burst into laughter.

The so-called food festival is a group of first and second grade students, under the leadership of their class teacher, opening a food stall. At first, the school's purpose was simple, to let the students experience the cruelty of society, but it went wrong. The students not only

I have not realized the cruelty of society, but I am full of expectations for this food festival.

From now on,

The food festival has become a major feature of this school, and some students even go to this school specifically to experience the so-called campus food festival.

afternoon,

School gate.

Xu Mang and Yang Xiaoman stood in a corner away from the crowd, waiting for the Maybach to pick them up. Originally, they were just picking up Yang Xiaoman, but Xu Mang was thick-skinned and insisted on letting her take him home.

"Don't you like buses?" Yang Xiaoman glanced at Xu Mang who was looking around, and said silently: "I asked you to sit together before, and you pretended to be reserved, now you try to pretend again?"

""

"Hey, don't make trouble!" Xu Mang smiled awkwardly. The reason why he was so humiliated was because he lost his bus card at school. His name and class were clearly written on it, and he finally found it in the corner of the garbage dump.

It was broken in half, and even the copper wire inside was broken.

obviously,

This was done on purpose.

Xu Mang also thought about why he made so many enemies in school. Poor academic performance may be a factor, but it is not the most important reason.

"Yang Xiaoman?"

"Do you think I'm a bad person?" Xu Mang asked.

"you?"

"Not bad!" Yang Xiaoman smiled: "You are cheap!"

Xu Mang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly there was a short circuit in his brain. He stretched his right hand towards Yang Xiaoman's chest, then directly covered it with his palm, and asked: "What now? Am I bad?"

Yang Xiaoman:(╬￣Pan￣)

Saturday morning,

Xu Mang did not go to school. He first applied for a new bus card, then took a taxi to the school. As soon as he arrived at the school gate, he saw teachers leading students to carry various cooking tools.

"cut!"

"Making dumplings here and there." Xu Mang couldn't help but show contempt when he saw these teachers and students. Some classes are indeed like this. Take the Grade 2 class next door as an example. The year before last, they introduced dumplings stuffed with celery and pork. Last year, they

Introduced shepherd’s purse and pork dumplings.

This is barely bearable!

The year before last, I just put some MSG and salt in the soup. Last year, I poured soy sauce directly into it. Of course, I can tolerate this.

But,

Ten yuan for three dumplings is a bit much!

Rich people with a lot of money can bite the bullet and endure this kind of pricing, but the key to the problem lies in the dumpling wrappers.

Xu Mang vaguely remembered that the year before last, he spent ten yuan to buy Class 2 dumplings. When he took a bite, he found that there were still "two kilometers" away from the filling. In fact, this was tolerable, at least there was still meat after "two kilometers".

but

Last year's dumplings were a bit unconscionable. A piece of dough and a vegetable leaf tasted like soy sauce in your mouth.

All right,

Bear with me a little longer!

However,

The price has increased!

Two for ten dollars!

"hehe!"

"I, Xu Mang, will put my words here today!" Xu Mang pointed to the blue sky above his head and said sonorously: "If you kill me, I won't eat what you make!"

make a vow,

Xu Mang went to class.

no way,

A high school senior.

After spending the whole morning in a daze, Xu Mang felt hungry. He looked around and found that the entire classroom was empty except for himself and the violent airport.

"Where are the people?"

"What do you think, are you returning the favor?" Yang Xiaoman rolled his eyes and said unhappily: "Everyone has gone to the food festival, but you, an idiot, have been sleeping, don't you know I'm very hungry?"

Xu Mang:o(╯□╰)o

This woman must have been sent from God to torture me!

You clearly know that you are hungry, why don’t you go down and visit the food festival with everyone?

From the way she sounded, it seemed like it was still my problem!

"Well"

"Let's go to the food festival together?" Xu Mang asked.

"I'm waiting for you to say this!"

Xu Mang and Yang Xiaoman are three meters apart. There is no way this is a hard and fast rule, just to silence some gossips. After all, rumors can kill people.

Bits and pieces of life: I want to eat stinky tofu!

Bits and pieces of life: I want to eat fried bananas!

Bits and pieces of life: I want to eat wontons!

The dream of all female creatures in the universe: Oh

This was the way the two communicated. Yang Xiaoman used WeChat to inform Xu Mang what he wanted to eat, and then Xu Mang bought the food and went to the abandoned toilet on the 5th floor of Building A of the teaching building to make the transaction.

When Yang Xiaoman walked out of the abandoned toilet with a satisfied look on his face, Xu Mang suddenly burst into artistic inspiration.

"Are you full?"

"Um!"

"Does it smell good?"

"fragrant!"

Less than five seconds after the conversation,

Yang Xiaoman finally reacted.

After a violent beating,

Xu Mang and Yang Xiaoman's food journey continues, but during this process, Xu Mang did not eat anything.

"well?"

"Why don't you eat?"

As time passed, the distance between the two gradually narrowed, and Yang Xiaoman asked Xu Mang beside him.

"I'm looking forward to the spicy wing challenge tonight." Xu Mang said: "There is a program in our school that challenges the death level spicy wings. As long as you pay a registration fee of fifty yuan, you can eat spicy wings. There is an unlimited supply.

The person with the most will become the spicy king."

"Is there such a program?"

"The initiator is not guaranteed to lose money!" Yang Xiaoman said.

"No!"

Xu Mang shook his head and said seriously: "These are death-level spicy wings. Ordinary people can't stand this spicy level just by licking them. The current record in our school is seventeen."

Yang Xiaoman opened her mouth, but did not speak. She knew very well what the hell this school was.

"you"

"You want to challenge?" Yang Xiaoman looked at Xu Mang in surprise.

"Um!"

"I want to win the championship, break the current record, and leave a result that will make those who come after me cry!" When Xu Mang said these words, his expression was slightly dignified, and he looked into the distance.

, a master's style is fully revealed.

Yang Xiaoman was stunned,

This was the first time she saw Xu Mang being so serious, and she couldn't help but complain secretly in her heart.

So silly!

"Are you okay?" Yang Xiaoman asked with confusion on his face: "Don't send me to the hospital then."

"cut!"
Chapter completed!