Who moved my novel?

"This is for you." Xue Mo handed a small bottle to Dong Peng: "Materials."

"Materials?" Dong Peng took the bottle in surprise and nodded: "Okay, I understand. I will bring the goods to you next week."

"Okay." Xue Mo nodded and walked away without looking back. It looked as if he hadn't seen Dong Peng at all, or didn't know Dong Peng at all.

"Alas." Dong Peng sighed and shook his head slightly.

…

"Xue Mo." Wang Ju stopped Xue Mo in front of the library.

"What's wrong? Bureau Wang?" Xue Mo asked doubtfully.

"It's nothing." Wang Ju smiled: "It's just... I misunderstood you just now. I feel very sorry, so I want to treat you to a meal to make amends."

"Huh?" Xue Mo looked at Wang Ju in confusion, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Wang Ju, do you know who the number one person in the world is?"

"Huh?" Wang Ju didn't know what Xue Mo was talking about and was stunned for a moment.

"Nothing, I mean, are you very strong?" Xue Mo smiled and shook his head.

"Uh..." Wang Ju was stunned again and nodded: "He must be older than you."

"Then..." Xue Mo suddenly laughed twice: "That's right, remember to prepare the pork knuckles."

"You want to eat elbow?" Wang Ju nodded: "No problem, I know a hotel with an elegant environment. The elbow is cooked fragrant but not greasy, and it is very delicious."

"That's best." Xue Mo smiled, shook his head, and nodded again: "Just the two of us? Shall we call someone else?"

"How do you know?" Wang Ju looked at Xue Mo in confusion.

"Nothing." Xue Mo smiled, turned his head to the other side, and looked at the statue in the corner of the campus.

After about five minutes, Zhao Feng, Erfeng and Hu Danian walked out of the library chatting about something.

"Wang Ju, didn't you say you were treating us tonight?" Erfeng asked as soon as he came out, "You're not kidding us, are you?"

"Of course not." Wang Ju shook his head: "No, Xue Mo has agreed. Let's leave now."

"Hehe, let me lend you your light." Erfeng smiled at Xue Mo and said, "I don't usually see Teacher Xue very much. It just so happens that we can talk more today. I heard Director Wang said that you are a psychological counselor. It just so happens that I I also studied some psychology when I was in school. We can talk about it. Of course, I studied criminal psychology, which may be different from what you studied. "

"To talk about psychology, you have to talk to Dong Peng." Xue Mo responded with a polite smile and said, "There is a big gap between my level and yours. Only with Dong Peng can you have more common topics."

"I've only learned a little bit." Erfeng seemed very happy to be praised, and said with a smile: "It's just like an amateur."

"Really?" Xue Mo smiled and made no comment.

"Next time, next time." Zhao Feng hurriedly smoothed things over: "Next time, call me Dong Peng. Wang Bureau, let's go, I'm so hungry that I'm almost digesting myself."

"Okay, okay." Director Wang just took advantage of his words, nodded and said: "Let's go, let's get in the car quickly, Xuemo, Danian, you are in my car, Zhao Feng, take care of the second teacher." ?”

"Okay." Zhao Feng nodded and showed his motorcycle key: "I promise to arrive before you."

…

"Why hasn't Zhao Feng arrived yet?" Xue Mo asked while looking at the menu.

This Wang Ju didn't know what he meant. He asked me to come but didn't say anything. He didn't know what he wanted to do.

"Haha, maybe there's a traffic jam." Director Wang also smiled awkwardly. Erfeng was the one who mainly made plans today, and he was the matchmaker.

"Wang Ju, why don't we order food first?" Hu Danian saw that Xue Mo was a little anxious and said, "Xue Mo has to go back to school in the afternoon."

"Dannian, we have to wait for the lesbians." Wang Ju looked a little embarrassed. How come Hu Danian couldn't tell which side he was from?

"No hurry, no hurry." Xue Mo shook his head: "We still have to wait for Teacher 2, otherwise who will dance?"

"Then wait a little longer?" Although Wang Ju didn't understand what Xue Mo was talking about, he still nodded and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Wait a minute." Xue Mo nodded: "I'm just taking a look at the menu so I can order later."

As he said that, the pen in Xue Mo's hand wrote the name of a dish on the paper next to him, which made Wang Ju feel worried.

That grilled lamb chop costs more than a hundred!

"Sir, please come this way." As the waiter's voice sounded outside the door, a figure hurriedly walked into the private room where Xue Mo and the others were.

"Huh!" Zhao Feng took a long breath as soon as he sat down and drank three cups of tea in a row.

"What's going on?" Xue Mo looked at Zhao Feng in confusion, and poured some more water for Zhao Feng: "You guys are not going... That would be a bit fast."

"I'm sorry, everyone." Erfeng on the side suppressed a smile and explained: "Zhao Feng was arrested by the traffic police just now because he was riding too fast."

"I'm glad to hear it..." Xue Mo was about to say that he was glad to hear it, but suddenly he remembered that the situation was not right. He quickly looked serious and changed his words: "I hope it's okay."

"I'm fine." Zhao Feng shook his head: "Sorry for being late, Mr. Wang, have you ordered? Today is mine."

"Not yet." Wang Ju shook his head and pointed to the white paper next to the blood ink: "But I think the blood ink is almost done. How about you click on that point?"

"Okay!" Zhao Feng nodded, picked up the paper next to the blood ink and left.

"Alas!" Xue Mo opened his mouth to stop him, but before he could, Zhao Feng had already gone out.

"Are you ready?" When Zhao Feng came back, Xue Mo asked blankly.

"Yes, your ordering skills are average, you only ordered meat, and I added a few ingredients." Zhao Feng nodded and said.

"Uh, that was the alternative I took out," Xue Mo said awkwardly: "I was going to choose two from it."

"Uh..." Director Wang was embarrassed for a while, as if he spoke too quickly.

"Uh..." Zhao Feng was also embarrassed for a while, he felt something was wrong when he ordered just now, five people eating more than 20 dishes, how can it be a bit too much, but now that the words have been said, it is not good not to order.

"It's okay." Erfeng waved her hand: "Xiao Fengfeng doesn't mind this little bit, and you can pack up if you can't finish it."

"That's right, that's right." Director Wang nodded reluctantly: "By the way, Zhao Feng, have you ordered wine?"

"Wine?" Xuemo looked at Director Wang in confusion: "It's not appropriate, Director Wang, there are five of us, two driving and three in class, and only Officer Hu can drink."

"It's okay, Teacher Xue." Erfeng smiled and picked up two wine glasses: "Teacher Xue, if they don't drink, we two will drink. I told other teachers about the afternoon class, and my class will be moved to tomorrow."

"Then my..." Xuemo pointed at himself.

"Oh, isn't your class occupied all year round? This one doesn't matter."