My Deep-sea Fishery

Xun Junqing glanced at Xiang Yang in surprise, "You didn't buy a car?"

Xiang Yang smiled. He felt that he had explained it clearly enough. For Xiang Yang, a car is not an indispensable means of transportation in life, because Xiang Yang spends most of his time at sea.

Xun Junqing naturally looked away from Xiang Yang, "Then take my motorcycle."

Now, it was Xiang Yang's turn to be surprised, "Teacher, you haven't bought a car after all these years?"

"Hehe, I also don't think it's necessary to buy a car. It's good to ride a motorcycle." Xun Junqing laughed.

The two looked at each other and smiled, neither of them was entangled in the topic of the car anymore.

Xun Junqing is the leader of the county No. 1 middle grade group and also the director of the teaching department. Xiang Yang can even take out two million from his pocket without blinking. Buying a car is really too simple for them Yes, since I didn't buy a car, it must be that I really don't need it.

Xun Junqing's car is a silver-white lady's motorcycle.

Although Liancheng is a county seat, there are quite a lot of vehicles. From County No. 1 Middle School to Luhai Hotel, there are several traffic jams.

At this time, the advantages of motorcycles are reflected.

Xun Junqing carried Xiang Yang nimbly through the streets and alleys, and arrived at Luhai Hotel in less than five minutes.

Xun Junqing parked the car at the entrance of the hotel, "Here, you take the cigarettes back yourself. Teacher, I really can't accept your cigarettes. It's a matter of principle."

"Teacher, just keep it. I'm just bringing you something, and I don't ask you to do anything." Xiang Yang said with a smile.

"That's no good. Once this opening is opened, don't try to block it. Gifts are one size fits all. You are not allowed to accept anything." Xun Junqing couldn't help but handed the two cigarettes back to Xiang Yang.

"Are you going to the room first, or to meet your classmates first?" Xun Junqing asked Xiang Yang.

"Are those classmates there?" Xiang Yang asked.

In high school, there were a lot of students in Xiang Yang's class, because Xun Junqing was leading a key class. In addition to the top students carefully selected by the school, there were also many students who entered through other channels. An ordinary class is about 50 students. There are more than 70 students in Xiang Yang's class.

"Most have come."

"Well, there must be no activities at this point. Everyone should stay in their own rooms. Some of them may not be up yet. I will go to the room first and go to them later." Xiang Yang thought for a while and said.

"Okay, wait for me here for a few minutes."

Xun Junqing hurried to the front desk of the hotel, chatted briefly with the lady at the bar, and then filled out some things on a piece of paper. Soon, he came over with a room card and a few self-service meal cards. .

"Here is your room card, and here is the meal coupon. Today and tomorrow morning, you can have a buffet in the hotel. Vice President Peng has already ordered meals for you. Tomorrow at noon, you will eat in the school cafeteria. At night, you will definitely eat." There is a party, I got you a total of four buffet coupons, do you see enough?" Xun Junqing asked.

Xiang Yang nodded, took the room card and meal roll, looked at the house number and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Let's go, let's have breakfast first." Xun Junqing said enthusiastically.

The cafeteria is on the top floor of the Luhai Hotel, and Xiang Yang and Xun Junqing take the elevator there.

After getting out of the elevator, a waiter immediately shouted enthusiastically: "Welcome."

Xiang Yang casually glanced at the entire restaurant.

The cafeteria of the Luhai Hotel is very large, covering the entire first floor. There is a huge long dining table in the middle with various delicacies placed on it. Surrounding the long dining table, there are no less than two hundred sets of tables and chairs. .

Around the entire restaurant, there are many small windows similar to canteen windows, which should provide services similar to cooking noodles and fried rice.

"Student Xiang Yang, what would you like to eat? Luhai Hotel is famous for its cakes and rice dumplings, do you want to try them?" Xun Junqing said with a smile.

"Cakes or zongzi for breakfast are too dry, I want to eat a bowl of rice rolls." Xiang Yang said.

"Yes, yes, look, that window is the window of rice rolls, let's go, let's make two bowls of rice rolls, if you think the taste here is not to your liking, I will take you to a rice roll shop, their rice rolls It tastes so good, I haven't gotten tired of eating it for almost twenty years." Xun Junqing pointed to a small window and said.

Xiang Yang looked in the direction of Xun Junqing's finger, and suddenly, Xiang Yang was taken aback.

Near the sausage roll window, there was a round table, and beside the round table, there were a few young men and women sitting talking and laughing.

"Huh? Xiang Yang, why don't you leave?" Xun Junqing walked a few steps towards the sausage roll window, only to realize that Xiang Yang behind him hadn't followed.

When Xun Junqing turned his head, he realized that Xiang Yang was staring in one direction in a daze.

Xun Junqing turned his head to look in that direction, and immediately smiled: "Shen Huan, Xie Jin."

Hearing Xun Junqing's shout, the people at the table immediately turned their heads to look this way.

"Teacher Xun, why are you here?" After seeing clearly that it was Xun Junqing, they all got up immediately.

"I'm coming over to have breakfast, come on, see who is here." Xun Junqing smiled and pointed at Xiang Yang.

Those young men and women looked at Xiang Yang curiously.

At first glance, none of them recognized Xiang Yang.

After so many years, Xiang Yang has changed a lot.

In the past, Xiang Yang was full of bookishness, and his whole humanities were weak.

Nowadays, although it can't be said that he is big and thick, he is indeed much stronger, and his body is full of masculinity.

After a few seconds, a tall girl with white skin and cute eyes said involuntarily, "You are Xiang Yang."

"Xie Jin, I recognized you right away." Xiang Yang grinned suddenly.

The girl in front of her is named Xie Jin.

Back in high school, he and Xiang Yang were at the front and back tables.

During the reading session, Xie Jin's grades in all subjects were slightly worse than Xiang Yang's, and he often asked Xiang Yang for some wrong questions, so the relationship between the two was very close.

At that time, Xie Jin was introverted. Even when she laughed, she liked to cover her mouth. She was very reserved, but she liked painting very much, but she was not an art student and had never learned special painting skills. She often liked to write in her notebook during evening self-study Tu Tu Hua Hua, on the back of one of Xiang Yang's school uniforms, she drew a Doraemon. For this reason, Xiang Yang was called to the office by Xun Junqing to criticize, but Xiang Yang never confessed "The real murderer".

"It's really you. I haven't heard from you since graduation. What are you doing now?" Xie Jin asked.

"Fishing in my hometown, how about you?" Xiang Yang asked with a smile.

"I stayed in school after graduating from university, and now I am studying for graduate school, and I also found a job in the school archives to sort out materials." Xie Jin said softly.

At this time, another slightly fat but equally tall girl next to Xie Jin jumped in front of Xiang Yang, "Xiang Yang, do you still recognize me?"