The buffet restaurant is very large, because it is affordable for ordinary students to eat for twenty yuan, but they can’t eat every day, so the seats are not small. However, they are all small square tables covered with tablecloths, and there are still much fewer seats than the long tables downstairs.

Dugu An had already occupied a seat by the window early and had a lot of food.

Yu Tang took Song Xiao over and asked him to take a look at the food on the table: "What else do you want to eat? Go and get it yourself."

I don’t know how Dugu An ran away, but I knew it was the first one to come at a glance because he brought all the only carvings on the dish. The golden shrimp was decorated with radish flowers and the stewed chicken wings with celery leaves were placed on it. It was very pleasing to the eye and was completely different from the mixed dishes of others.

Seeing that the things on the table were neat, Song Xiao went to get some fruits.

What satisfies him most in modern society is that he can eat a variety of fruits. In the past, in Dayu, fruits were not something he could eat every day. Even if he became a queen later, he had to look at the season and offerings. Often, only a few fruits can be eaten in a season. Unlike modern times, no matter what season, you can buy them as long as you want to eat them.

Yu Tang held a glass of Coke and sipped it slowly. His eyes were deep and noble. At first glance, he thought he was drinking fine wine.

"Who is that? So handsome..." The window was located on a slightly taller platform, which was very conspicuous. A second-year high school girl who occasionally came to have a tooth sacrifice could see the elegant noble son at a glance.

"You are from the first year of high school. I have never seen him before," said another girl at the same table. "Xinran, do you know him?"

As soon as these words came out, both of them looked at the third girl on the table. Cheng Xinran picked up the napkin and wiped her mouth gracefully, looked at the person by the window, her eyes lit up uncontrollably, and then pretended to say inadvertently: "He sits in that position every day, and you may not know if you don't come often, that is the eldest young master of the Yu family."

"Oh my God, that's the Yu family you mentioned?" The two girls opened their mouths in surprise.

"Shh, don't embarrass me, eat." Cheng Xinran said to the two girls, making them calm down.

"This is the top of handsome guys. Compared to him, those four grasses are simply..." Before he could finish his words, there was a sudden commotion in the restaurant.

I saw four tall boys who were not wearing school uniforms walking in in a mighty manner, each with yellow hair dyed, looking very cool.

"Wow—" Some girls couldn't help but scream.

Because it is popular all over the country, not only girls but also boys, but some people began to imitate them. These four boys are famous rich second-generation foursomes in the first year of high school. They also learn TV series and ask their families to donate money to the school, so they don’t have to wear school uniforms.

Song Xiao was just bringing the fruit back. When he saw the four people, he couldn't help but pause, feeling that he had seen them somewhere. His head suddenly fainted, and he almost couldn't stand firmly. The dragon fruit cut on the plate suddenly slid down.

"Swoosh--" A gust of wind came from his ears, and Dugu An instantly appeared in front of him, holding a plate in his hand, and steadily caught the fruit that was thrown out without falling to the ground.

Song Xiao was shocked. This skill was also a top master in Dayu. As far as he knew, his unique martial arts skills had been lost in modern times, so he couldn't help but take a deep look at Dugu Yin.

Back at the seat, Yu Tang pursed his lips and wanted to say that he couldn't even take a fruit, but seeing his pale face, he swallowed the rebuke from the mouth: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I hit my head some time ago, and there are some sequelae." Song Xiao rubbed his temples and turned around and glanced at the four high-profile boys.

Yu Tang did not turn on the chopsticks in advance, but just drank the drink slowly. When Song Xiao picked up the chopsticks, he said, "Eat it." He also raised the chopsticks.

Such a familiar scene made Song Xiao a little dazed, and he reflexively picked up a piece of chicken wing and put it into Yu Tang's bowl. Yu Tang naturally picked it up and ate it. After taking a bite, he realized that the two of them were stunned at the same time.

"This chicken wing looks delicious." Song Xiao quickly picked up a piece for himself and started eating.

Emperor Jingyuan didn’t like to eat chicken legs, so he liked to eat chicken wings and wing tips, which were delicious, but it was indecent for the emperor to eat this.

"Emperor, eat the tip of the wings." As the queen, you must pay responsibilities and responsibly to pick up what he likes to eat for the emperor.

The minister below glanced at it, shrank his head and did not dare to speak. The queen actually gave the emperor such scraps. She was so brave.

Emperor Jing Yuan looked at the tips of the two wings in the bowl, looked at the queen helplessly, and picked them up with golden chopsticks: "I will eat what Zi Tong gives." Then, he happily ate the tips of the wings on the queen's table.

Song Xiao got used to cooking vegetables for the emperor. For a moment, he forgot that it was a thousand years later. Yu Tang was no longer the Yu Jintang who was waiting for him to pick up food. The classmate he just met suddenly picked up food for others was very abrupt, and I hope he would not annoy him.

Yu Tang slowly ate the chicken wings, but his eyes kept staring at Song Xiao, looking at his ears that were quietly red because he was embarrassed: "Thank you."

Because it is still summer schedule, after dinner, everyone can go back to the dormitory for nearly two hours to have lunch. Song Xiao thanked Yu Tang who invited him to dinner and went to find Si Dashu.

"Xiao Xiao, have you found you, have you eaten?" Si Dashu stood in front of the dormitory door with sweat. The boss and the principal left after talking to him, leaving him alone to go through the procedures everywhere and clean up the dormitory. After finally cleaning up, he remembered that he had not applied for a meal card for Song Xiao. He was in a panic and applied for the card. There was no one in the classroom.

"I've eaten." Song Xiao took the cards handed over by Si Dashu. The meal card and water card were one, the door card for the dormitory, the access card for entering and leaving the school, the library's book loan card... There were seven or eight. Song Xiao put the cards in hand and followed Si Dashu to see the dormitory.

The dormitory conditions of Shengmont High School are very good. Each dormitory has a separate bathroom and toilet, and it is basically a two-person room. Because I came late, I was assigned to the last dormitory of the Specialty Class 1. A classmate already lived in the room. He was the one who almost became his deskmate who didn't wash his hair.

Sitting on the bed with glasses, glanced at him, snorted coldly and didn't say anything. He got in based on his grades. Because he was very good at math and had the possibility of winning the Olympiad award, he was assigned to a specialty class. He has always looked down on these poor rich second-generations who paid for school.

"Hello, Li Bowen." Song Xiao remembered the names of everyone in the class, and greeted Brother Glasses with a smile.

Li Bowen was stunned. Unexpectedly, this person actually remembered his name. The classmates in the class usually don’t play with him. Many people can’t remember what his name is after one week of school. Brother Glasses scratched his head at a loss, and a lot of dandruff floated out.

In another dormitory, Yu Tang was half lying on the bed and was playing Tetris with an mp5, while Dugu An stood beside him.

"Where does he live?" Yu Tang asked slowly after inserting a long strip into the groove.

"In 531, I'm in the same room as Li Bowen." Dugu An's voice was not as gloomy as the feeling he gave people, but had a bit of low magnetic properties.

Yu Tang turned off the game and frowned. When he thought that Song Xiao would live with other boys in the future, he was irritated by others every day.

"Oh, my little follower, I'm here to see your boss again." A noisy voice came, and Qian Jiahui, who had taken a shower, walked out of the bathroom and said while wiping his hair.

His deep black eyes looked at Qian Jiahui, and Yu Tang narrowed his eyes slightly.

There were three classes in the afternoon, physics, chemistry, and politics. Song Xiao listened very seriously. The tutor explained to him the modern examination system. It seemed that taking the college entrance examination was similar to the juren. They were all taken in their own prefectures. If they were well, they could go to the higher education school opened by the state, a university. After graduating from university, they could get "cadre status", that is, they had fame and fortune.

If you fail to win the imperial examination, you will have no fame and honor, and your status will be an ordinary citizen. With fame and honor, you can change your household registration.

After studying for a month, I didn’t really master much. Physics and chemistry are still heavenly books for Song Xiao, but he still took notes seriously. He struggled to use the hard-headed fountain pen, and wrote very slowly in every stroke.

As he was writing, a long black pen was handed to him.

Song Xiao looked at the finely crafted pen and the slender fingers holding the pen. He couldn't help but take a look at it again, and then turned to look at Yu Tang in an unknown way.

"Use this." Yu Tang stuffed the pen into his hand.

Song Xiao opened the pen cap and said it was a soft-headed pen. It was a bit tough to write, like a very small brush. When I used this, I could indeed go a lot and write faster.

Just as he was about to thank Yu Tang, the man handed over his book: "Take me a note too."

Song Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth, knowing that this guy was not that kind-hearted.

After a foggy afternoon class, there was a free break after three classes. Qian Jiahui went to the class teacher with a look of discouragement.

During evening self-study, Teacher Jia called Song Xiao to the office alone.

"Qian Jiahui used to have good grades in junior high school, but he was a little uncomfortable when he was in high school. He wanted to find a good math classmate to help him," Teacher Jia said to Song Xiao with some embarrassment, "The teacher has criticized him. If you want to change the dormitory, you should say it earlier. You have moved in. Now it's too much to change. The teacher respects your opinion. If you don't want to change, I'll ask other students again."

"It's okay, I can live with anyone," Song Xiao said with a good temper.
Chapter completed!