Chapter 379 Drama Queen
The class of Professor Xianyu, who never had a name, was on the afternoon of the 9th. Jiang Feng's original time to return to Peking was the evening of the 9th. This also meant that he still had two more days or less to ask Master Huang for advice on how to make noodles.
There is a fixed class meeting time at 5 pm on the first day of school. The young counselor with extremely high political consciousness can hold the class meeting as a regular meeting every time, and discuss some topics that have been discussed every year in the past few years based on the actual situation. .
"Everyone is already a senior, and this is the last year you can stay at University A. Of course, if you are willing to stay at University A for graduate school, we are very welcome. I won't say much about the rest. I hope All students, please cherish your time. Whether you are preparing to continue your studies or go back to inherit the family business, I hope you have a happy last year. ”
The class suddenly burst into thunderous applause, just for those last two words.
Jiang Feng grabbed his cell phone and prepared to go to the supermarket at the back door of the school to buy flour. Before he could stand up and rush out of the classroom, the counselor added another sentence.
"By the way, classmate Jiang Feng will stay for a while."
Jiang Feng's intuition told him that this was definitely more than just a moment.
Jiang Feng walked to the edge of the podium. Wang Hao signaled to him and told him to go back to the dormitory first. The counselor looked at Jiang Feng with concern.
"Classmate Jiang Feng, do you know about the graduation thesis?" the counselor asked.
"You know, won't our major start the topic only next semester?" Jiang Feng said.
The counselor adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Although it is said that the topic will not be started until next semester, as far as I know, all the students in the class have already found their instructors, and some of them started working on the project last year. ”
"I am also a graduate of our University A, and I know a little bit about the graduation thesis. Those of you who don't start preparing early and cram at the last moment basically end up using the data left by the seniors from the previous session. Paper, work on it while writing the paper The data produced by the project will be left to the next class of students. However, the requirements for graduation thesis this year are very strict, and the college has held several meetings. If you write the paper according to the standards of the previous class, I guess. Not many people can pass.”
Jiang Feng:...
He felt that this kind of conversation should not be with him, but with Wang Hao.
"I asked other teachers. You are the only one in our class who has not yet found a thesis advisor. You have to hurry up. You don't stay in school very much, so you have to be more careful when looking for a teacher. It's a pity that Professor Li has retired. , otherwise he can still..." The counselor began to talk endlessly again.
Jiang Feng and the others had already experienced the counselor's chatty ability when they were freshmen, and they also knew that this young counselor was good at everything, responsible and responsible, but he talked a lot and could hold more class meetings than any other counselor. There are 6 class meetings, one class is more powerful than 6 classes, and the battery life is never without power.
"You are the first class of students I will teach, and you will also be the last class of students I will teach, so I will inevitably care more and nag you more. You will graduate soon, and I hope that each of you will go well. When you graduate, don’t let your own negligence lead to the fact that when everyone else is happily taking photos, getting their diplomas, and leaving school, you’re still busy and anxious going about things in school alone.”< br>
"The last one?" Jiang Feng was shocked.
The counselor actually doesn't plan to stay in school anymore. It's so difficult to get into college these days. What happened to the counselor?
"Yes." The counselor sighed, feeling a little sad. "This is my last year as a counselor. From now on, I will no longer be a counselor, and I will never experience the feeling of being a counselor again."
Jiang Feng's eyes were moist, and he thought a lot in just a few seconds.
"Counsellor, what are you going to do in the future?" Jiang Feng asked.
"I'm going to study for a Ph.D., and I will definitely not be a counselor in the future." The counselor said.
Jiang Feng:...
He actually forgot that the counselor was also an actor.
"Oh."
"Okay, I just want to remind you that you still have to take your graduation thesis seriously, so I won't waste your time. You haven't had dinner? Go have dinner quickly." The counselor said, picking up the bag and getting ready to leave.
Jiang Feng glanced at his phone and saw that it was already 7:46.
Jiang Feng went to Master Huang's shop and ate a bowl of beef noodles with thin noodles and beef. He also watched Master Huang making noodles in the shop, and even tried it himself when there were no customers. He stayed like this until Master Huang closed the shop at 9 o'clock. Jiang Feng felt that he had found some feeling. The sliding process was particularly smooth, especially when he held both ends of the dough with both hands and kept shaking it up and down, and the buckle twisted the dough into a twist. , it still looks decent.
Even Master Huang couldn't help but praise Jiang Feng for being really talented in the white case, and it would be a pity to learn from the red case.
After Master Huang closed the shop, Jiang Feng went to the small supermarket next door and bought two ten-pound bags of flour.
No matter when and where, there must be entertainment before going to bed. Jiang Feng said that now he doesn't knead a ball of dough before going to bed, and he feels uncomfortable all over.
When Jiang Feng returned to the dormitory with two bags of flour, he found that the dormitory was empty. Wang Hao didn't stay in the dormitory late at night to endorse. He must have gone to the track and field to chat with his dear Zhenzhen. Jiang Feng thought for a while, then sent a WeChat message asking Wu Minqi if she was at home. After receiving a positive answer, he initiated a video invitation.
Then Jiang Feng started making noodles.
After the video call was connected, Jiang Feng discovered that Wu Minqi on the opposite side was actually holding a piece of dough in her hand, and it looked like she was making dumplings.
At this moment, he and his Qiqi were unified to a certain extent. He and Mian Qiqi were making dumplings. Although one was in City A and the other was in Peiping, this was a tacit understanding!
"Hey, I haven't seen your man for a day and I already miss you. Jiang Feng, go to the school gate when you have time and see if the old lady selling glutinous rice cakes is there. If she is there, buy two glutinous rice cakes and bring them back to me. I'm here in Beiping. I can't find anyone to buy glutinous rice cakes." Before Jiang Feng could speak, Ji Yue's voice came from the phone.
Jiang Feng immediately became happy: "My grandma knows how to make glutinous rice cakes. One day when she makes them, I can just bring some to you. Why did you two get together to make dumplings so late at night?"
Wu Minqi adjusted the direction of her mobile phone: "Didn't you leave a bowl of noodles when you left that day? I'm not very good at making noodles, so I thought we hadn't eaten dumplings for a long time, so I just asked Ah Yue to make them together. Dumplings.”
Wu Minqi looked at the phone and kept moving her hands. In a few seconds, a small and exquisite dumpling was born in her hands.
"Just yesterday, a new batch of pickles arrived from Ah Yue's mother. Ah Yue suggested making dumplings with pickles, stuffed with mushrooms, pork and pickled vegetables. The dumplings turned out to be very delicious, and Aunt Wang and the others liked them very much. So Ah Yue and I decided to make some in the evenings and store them in the refrigerator to eat slowly, so that I can cook them for you when you come back," Wu Minqi said.
"That's just right. I'm going to ask Master Huang for noodles in the next few days. Do you remember Master Huang? It's Master Huang who opened a noodle shop opposite the shop before my house. I just found out today that his method of making noodles is actually to stretch noodles. Wait. I found some ways to make noodles for you when I get back." Jiang Feng kneaded the dough diligently.
"Okay, the noodles made by my Fengfeng must be particularly delicious." Wu Minqi smiled.
"The dumplings made by my Qiqi must be particularly delicious." Jiang Feng said that since falling in love, his flirtatious words have become more and more slippery.
Sitting next to Wu Minqi, Ji Yue witnessed with her own eyes and ears the whole process of this loving couple:...
She felt that this dumpling could not be made.
"I'm going to the bathroom, you can do whatever you want." Ji Yue said.
Ji Yue quit the group chat. (End of chapter)