Chapter 377 A Better Master (Additional update for the lost Mao Fore leader!)
By the time Jiang Feng finished writing the six major questions in the paper, it was already past lunch time.
When he looked up, Jiang Feng felt that it was already dawn.
Turning his head again, Jiang Feng found that Wang Hao had fallen into sleep and fell head first on the book. He must have fallen asleep with the knowledge.
According to the principles of biology, the knowledge in books containing high-concentration knowledge will flow to Wang Hao's brain containing low-concentration knowledge. Rounding it off, Wang Hao may appear to be sleeping on the surface, but in fact he may be sleeping with Duke Zhou. Study physics.
"Haozi, wake up, I've finished writing." Jiang Feng violently shook Wang Hao awake.
Wang Hao woke up suddenly, his memory still stuck on the moment when he fell down in front of the book, and murmured: "Liquid crystal is a liquid that looks fluid in appearance within a certain temperature range, and at the same time has optical birefringence. ”
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
"Digital light processing DLP technology adopts... adopts..." Wang Hao wiped his saliva, gradually regained his consciousness, and found that he still didn't remember.
"Use full digital technology to process images." Jiang Feng said helplessly. After thinking about it carefully, he felt something was wrong and picked up the book that had been pillowed under Wang Hao's face.
"Optoelectronic Display Technology"
Sure enough, Wang Hao failed more than one class last year.
"Why did you fail this class? Isn't this class basically just concepts with nothing to calculate?" Jiang Feng questioned.
Wang Hao had a sad look on his face, and looked at Jiang Feng with a look that said, "Brother Feng, have you not memorized the key points that Dean Huang made?"
"You still memorize the key points drawn by Dean Huang? Isn't he famous for the key points drawn every year in the make-up exam?" Jiang Feng expressed confusion, thinking that Wang Hao also memorized the key points drawn by Dean Huang.
Wang Hao looked sad and couldn't bear to look back on the past: "I thought... there would be at least a certain overlap between his final paper and the make-up exam paper. Because there was no time to memorize the whole book, I just memorized the key points he marked."
The results speak for themselves.
Jiang Feng remembered that he had such naive thoughts when he was a freshman, but he was lucky that time and he barely passed the test. Thinking of this, Jiang Feng couldn't help but empathize and patted Wang Hao on the shoulder to comfort him: "It's okay, at least you can pass the make-up exam this time."
"I already forgot about memorizing it at the end of the term."
Jiang Feng:...
It's hopeless, just wait for death, rebuild it, or delay its completion.
Within a few minutes, Wang Hao forgot about the sadness that the make-up exam had brought to him. He became a lively and heroic man again and began to think about where to go to eat.
"Brother Feng, it's already 3 o'clock, let's go have afternoon tea." Wang Hao suggested. He was hungry after sleeping for several hours.
Jiang Feng had this in mind: "Food street?"
Wang Hao nodded, and the two looked at each other with a clear understanding. The tacit understanding of roommates for many years was reflected in this moment.
"Fangji Porridge Shop!"
“Beef noodles!”
Jiang Feng & Wang Hao:? ? ?
"Brother Feng, what kind of noodles are you going to have for afternoon tea? It must be porridge!" Wang Hao looked in disbelief.
"I haven't eaten all day, how could I have porridge? It must be noodles!" Jiang Feng said that those who drink porridge for afternoon tea are heretics.
Wang Hao had an idea and came up with a plan: "Brother Feng, I remember that there was a noodle shop opposite your original store. Didn't Fangji Porridge Shop buy your original store? Just in time, I'll go to Fangji The porridge shop packs the porridge, and then we go to the noodle shop to eat together. You eat the noodles and I drink the porridge. It’s a perfect match!”
Jiang Feng nodded, he took his mobile phone and Wang Hao took the money, and the two left the dormitory and went to the food court to eat.
It was the first day of school, and it happened to be the afternoon class time. Jiang Feng didn't see anyone in the school. Most majors do not have professional courses in their senior year. There are only one or two courses that can be taken or not. In most cases, the teachers themselves stay in the public classes to teach people playing with mobile phones. However, Jiang Feng and his optoelectronics majors had problems when scheduling classes. As a result, I still have to take a professional course in the first semester of my senior year.
At this time, no one has any intention to go to class. Those who are taking the postgraduate entrance examination have reached the final sprint stage, and those looking for jobs have been running around since the summer vacation. Not to mention that everyone has a job hanging above their heads. Thanks to someone, this year Graduation thesis with very strict plagiarism check.
Fortunately, the professional course teacher is also a salty fish. During the summer vacation, he directly said that everyone only needs to come to the first class, and the rest of the classes can be taken as they wish. Just submit a paper at the end of the semester.
If he didn't have to stay for the first class, Jiang Feng felt that after the counselor's class meeting was over tonight, half of their class would have to be gone.
Passing by the basketball court, Jiang Feng and Wang Hao couldn't help but feel a sense of schadenfreude as they watched the poor freshmen and sophomores happily playing basketball under the scorching sun.
Elective physical education classes, whether it is yoga, taekwondo, aerobics, badminton or volleyball, are all indoors. Even Tai Chi is indoors, but basketball is outdoors. At that time, Jiang Feng believed Wang Hao's lie - "A real man should play basketball", and he chose basketball in a moment of obsession. As a result, he almost died in the sun on the dilapidated basketball court.
Fuck you real man, I choose indoors.
He didn't feel it when he was sitting in the dormitory before, but now when he and Wang Hao were walking outside, Jiang Feng suddenly felt that Wang Hao seemed to be much thinner than last semester.
"Haozi, did you go to the gym to exercise during the summer vacation? I see you have lost a lot of weight." Jiang Feng had to lament that the power of love is really great. Wang Hao used to be fat because of love, but now he is thin because of love.
"I must be lying at home and blowing on the air conditioner during the summer vacation. How can I go out to exercise?" Wang Hao said like a fat man, "Brother Feng, you don't know. I'm used to eating your home-cooked food. Why don't you try it again when you go back?" The difference between my mother’s cooking is like going from Mount Everest to the Tarim Basin! I’m so hungry.”
"Then you have to adapt well, I guess you won't be able to eat anymore in the future."
"How could it be? Brother Feng, I have already found an internship in Peiping." Wang Hao looked proud.
"Oh? Which photovoltaic company?" Jiang Feng suddenly looked at Wang Hao with admiration.
"Ahem, copywriter from an advertising company."
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
"Look, Brother Feng, this way I can continue to eat the food in your store. That's great. From now on, I will settle in Peiping and never come back." Wang Hao made a bold statement.
Jiang Feng mentally calculated the average price of a meal at Tai Feng Restaurant and said sincerely: "I guess you can't afford it."
"How is it possible? I can still afford fifty or sixty for a meal." Wang Hao said that he is also a rich man.
"I made a plate of shredded yam for one hundred and eighty cents."
Wang Hao:......
Excuse me, farewell.
The two of them walked to the food court and arrived at the entrance of Fangji Porridge Shop without saying a word.
This was Jiang Feng's first time seeing the relocated Fangji Porridge Shop. If it hadn't been for a different sign and two more big pots at the door, Jiang Feng would have thought this was the previous healthy cooking restaurant. The decoration has not changed at all, the tables and chairs inside have not changed, the spider plants on the windowsill have not been changed, and even the wooden menu boards hanging on the wall are the same style as before, except that the dishes on the menu boards have been changed. Changed.
The only good thing is that the first and second boss of Fangji Porridge Shop have good taste. The signboard did not continue Jiang Jiankang's previous big red signboard, but was replaced by a log-colored wooden signboard, which looked antique and added a bit of heritage to the porridge shop.
"You go pack the porridge, and I'll order the beef noodles. See you inside later." Jiang Feng said and walked into the store.
The air-conditioning in the store was turned on so much that Jiang Feng couldn't help but shiver when he opened the door and went in. Master Huang was sitting on the left side watching a TV series with squinted eyes. The sound of the TV series was played loudly, and Jiang Feng could clearly hear a middle-aged man yelling with great enthusiasm: "Comrades, charge!"
Master Huang likes to watch anti-war dramas.
Seeing a customer coming, Master Huang quickly clicked pause and stood up. When he saw it was Jiang Feng, he was very surprised and said: "Xiao Feng is back! How is the business going when your store moves to Peking?"
"It's pretty good, almost the same as when we were here." Jiang Feng said with a smile, and found a table to sit down at. "Master Huang, a big bowl of beef noodles, slightly spicy with more chopped green onion."
"Hey, Xiao Feng is eating spicy food now. That's good. Beef noodles need to be spicy to be delicious!" Master Huang went to pull ramen noodles for Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng looked at Master Huang's movements and suddenly realized that Master Huang's method of making beef noodles was not ramen noodles, but stretched noodles.
It's just that Jiang Feng didn't understand noodles before and thought that anything that was repeatedly folded and stretched was ramen. Looking at it now, it’s obvious that Master Huang’s technique is more difficult to stretch noodles, which tests basic skills. It’s no wonder that he always felt that the noodles made by Master Huang were more delicious than other noodle restaurants.
"Master Huang, your noodle-making skills are pretty good!" Jiang Feng praised.
Hearing what Jiang Feng said, Master Huang was even more happy: "Xiao Feng, you know how to make noodles. The noodles made from this stretch noodles are delicious and chewy, and paired with the beef soup I cooked all night, I can find them all around University A." There is no noodle shop that makes better beef noodles than mine.”
Jiang Feng looked at Master Huang's noodle-stretching technique, which was more proficient than Jiang Jianguo's, and suddenly felt that he didn't need to wait until he went back to ask Jiang Jianguo for advice on how to stretch noodles.
Isn’t there a ready-made and better master here?
Tonight, I accidentally saw an advertisement for a small color website posted in the book review area in the background. I originally wanted to ban it, but ended up clicking on it and setting it as an administrator (┬＿┬). Even now when I think about it, I am still amazed. My own dirty tricks.
(End of chapter)