Life is a Game

The class of Professor Xianyu, who never had a name, was on the afternoon of the 9th, and Jiang Feng's original scheduled time to return to Beiping was the evening of the 9th, which also meant that he still had more than two or three days to ask Master Huang about stretching noodles.

5 o'clock in the afternoon on the first day of school is a fixed class meeting time. The young counselors with high political awareness can turn the class meeting into a regular meeting every time, and combine the actual facts to talk about some topics that were discussed every year in the past few years. .

"Everyone is already a senior. This is the last year you can stay in University A. Of course, if you are willing to continue to study in University A, we are very welcome. I will not say more about the rest, I hope All students can cherish the time, whether you are preparing to continue your studies or go back to inherit the family business, I hope you will have a good time in the last year, and the meeting is over!"

There was thunderous applause in the class for the last two words.

Jiang Feng grabbed his phone and was about to go to the supermarket at the back of the school to buy flour. Before he could stand up, he was the first to rush out of the classroom, and the counselor added another sentence.

"By the way, classmate Jiang Feng will stay here for a while."

Jiang Feng's intuition told him that this was definitely not just a moment.

Jiang Feng walked to the edge of the podium, Wang Hao gestured to him and told him to go back to the dormitory first, and the counselor looked at Jiang Feng with concern.

"Student Jiang Feng, do you know about the graduation thesis?" the counselor asked.

"I know, isn't our major only starting next semester?" Jiang Feng said.

The counselor raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Although it is said that the topic will be opened next semester, as far as I know, all the students in the class have already found an instructor, and they started to work on the project last year, which was relatively early. "

"I also graduated from our University A. I still know a little bit about the graduation thesis. Those of you who don't start preparing early, just cramming at the last moment, basically use the data left by the seniors and sisters of the previous class. Thesis, while writing the thesis while working on the project, the data produced will be reserved for the next class of students. But this year, the requirements for the graduation thesis are high, and the college is strictly checked, and several meetings have been held. If you follow the previous It is estimated that few people can pass the papers written according to the standards of the session."

Jiang Feng: ...

He felt that this kind of conversation should not come to him, but to Wang Hao.

"I went to ask other teachers. You are the only one in our class who hasn't found a graduation thesis advisor. You have to hurry up. You don't stay at school very much, so you have to be more cautious when looking for a teacher. It's a pity that Professor Li has retired. , otherwise he can still..." The counselor started talking again.

Jiang Feng and the others had already experienced the counselor's chattering ability when they were freshmen, and they also knew that this young counselor was good at everything, responsible, responsible, but talked a lot, and holding a class meeting was better than other counselors. There are 6 shift meetings, one session is better than 6 sessions, and the continuous battery life will never cut off the power supply.

"You are the first and last batch of students that I take care of, so it is inevitable that I will be more concerned and nagging. You will be graduating soon, and I hope that each of you will be successful Graduation, don’t cause other people to happily take pictures and leave school with diplomas and degree certificates because of your negligence, and you are still in school alone, so busy that you are so busy that you are dying.”

"The last one?" Jiang Feng was shocked.

The counselor is not going to stay in school anymore. How difficult it is to get into college these days. What happened to the counselor?

"Yes." The counselor sighed, a little sad, "This year is my last year as a counselor, and I will not be a counselor in the future, and I will never experience the feeling of being a counselor again."

Jiang Feng's eyes were moist, and in just a few seconds, he had filled his brain a lot.

"Counselor, 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 is still a showman.

"oh."

"Okay, I just want to remind you that you still have to take your graduation thesis to heart, so I won't waste your time. Didn't you have dinner? Go and have dinner quickly." The counselor said, picked up the bag and prepared to leave.

Jiang Feng glanced at his phone, it was already 7:46.

Jiang Feng went to Master Huang's shop to eat a bowl of beef noodles with thin noodles and beef, and then watched Master Huang stretch noodles in the shop, and tried it himself when there were no customers. He stayed like this until Master Huang closed the store at 9 o'clock. Jiang Feng felt that he had found a little feeling, and it was very smooth when slipping, especially when he held both ends of the dough with both hands and kept shaking up and down, and the buckle twisted the dough into a twist. , looks pretty decent.

Even Master Huang couldn't help but praise Jiang Feng for his talent in the white case, it's a pity to learn the red case.

After Master Huang closed the store, Jiang Feng went to the small supermarket next door to buy two bags of ten catties of flour.

No matter when and where, there are still entertainment items 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 to endorse at night, he must have gone to the track and field to share dog food with his dear Zhenzhen. Jiang Feng thought for a while, then sent a wechat message asking if Wu Minqi was at home, and after getting a positive answer, he sent a video invitation.

Then Jiang Feng started making noodles.

After the video call was connected, Jiang Feng found that Wu Minqi who was opposite was actually holding a piece of dough in his hand, which looked like he was making dumplings.

At this moment, he and his family Qiqi have achieved unity to a certain extent. He and Mian Qiqi make dumplings. Although one is in City A and the other is in Beiping, this is a tacit understanding!

"Yo, I haven't seen your man for a day and I miss you. Jiang Feng, if you have time, go to the gate of the school to see if the grandma who sells glutinous rice cakes is there. If she is, you can buy two glutinous rice cakes and bring them back to me. I'm in Peking." 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 was immediately amused: "My grandma knows how to make glutinous rice cakes, and I'll just bring you some when she makes them. Why do you two get together to make dumplings at night?"

Wu Minqi adjusted the direction of the phone: "Didn't you leave a pot 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 called Ah Yue to make dumplings together." dumpling."

Wu Minqi looked at the phone and kept moving her hands. A few seconds later, a small and delicate dumpling was born in her hands.

"Just yesterday, a new batch of pickled vegetables sent by Ah Yue's mother arrived. Ah Yue suggested making dumplings with pickled vegetables, stuffed with mushrooms, pork and pickled vegetables. The dumplings turned out to be very delicious. Aunt Wang and the others liked it very much. So Ah Yue and I decided to wrap a little for the next few nights, store it in the refrigerator and eat slowly, and I can cook it for you when you come back." Wu Minqi said.

"That's just right. I'm going to ask Master Huang about stretching noodles these days. Master Huang, do you remember? It was Master Huang who opened a noodle restaurant opposite the shop before my house. I just found out today that his method of making noodles is stretching noodles, etc. I figured out a way, and I'll make stretched noodles for you when I get back." Jiang Feng worked hard to knead the noodles.

"Okay, the stretched noodles made by my Fengfeng must be very delicious." Wu Minqi smiled.

"The dumplings made by my Qiqi must be very delicious." Jiang Feng said that since he fell in love, his coquettish words have become more and more slippery.

Sitting next to Wu Minqi, Ji Yue, who witnessed the whole process of this couple showing their affection with their own eyes and ears: ...

She felt that this dumpling could not be made.

"I went to the toilet, you can do whatever you want," Ji Yue said.

Ji Yue quit the group chat.