Far away in Moscow

Chapter 85

"Three hundred? It doesn't take that much." Hu Yi roughly checked the cost in his mind: "Two hundred is enough."

"No, if you cook for all of us, you have to pay more." Omar could not help but stuff the money to Hu Yi: "Then I'll leave it to you."

"Okay! Then I will add something more today and make a deluxe version for you!" Hu Yi smiled happily: "Go and get some plates."

Omar went downstairs, and Hu Yi went into the room and put down his schoolbag to smoke a cigarette. He was about to go downstairs to do some shopping and start work, when Li Baoqing poked his head from the door: "Old Hu?"

"Damn it? Where did you die? Didn't you agree to play ball?"

"Don't mention it." Li Baoqing looked unhappy: "The ball was not scored, and there was a fight."

"Fighted with someone?!" Hu Yiqi said, "With whom? Why?"

"A few Mongols." Li Baoqing pointed at the back resentfully: "It's all to blame for this kid." Hu Yi looked in the direction of his finger, and saw Wang Shen standing shyly in the corridor, with disheveled hair and a look of fatigue on his face. color.

"How can you blame me?" Wang Shen hung his head and said angrily, "I didn't do it on purpose."

Wang Shen also played with everyone on the court in the afternoon. He has mediocre skills, large range of movements, and slow frequency, but he likes to do some exaggerated and impractical fake moves, and he learned a few dirty tricks from the players. The routine is particularly annoying on the court.

Just now he was in charge of defending a Mongolian. Wang Shen couldn't keep up with the opponent's movements, so he had to resort to bad moves, either stealthily pulling his clothes while he was laying up, or gently pushing his hips after he took off.

These actions are very "dirty", and strictly speaking, they are relatively dangerous. The Mongols, who came and went again and again, lost their temper, their eyes gradually became more gunpowder-like, and they took the initiative to have unnecessary body collisions with Wang Shen from time to time.

Wang Shen, on the other hand, didn't take it seriously, thinking that he had succeeded in provoking the other party's impetuosity, and was quite complacent.He stood outside the three-point line with the ball, swayed his upper body left and right, and made several special fake moves one after another. The ball goes past his defense.

Before breaking through, he had to make a fake move. He held the ball in both hands and quickly swayed towards the opponent's goal.Unexpectedly, at this moment, the Mongol leaned forward fiercely to snatch the ball from him.Wang Shen panicked, the basketball came out of his hand, and hit the opponent's nose hard and impartially.

The Mongol screamed and fell to the ground. After being dizzy for a long time, he was helped up by his companions. When he saw Wang Shen standing in front of him with a mean smile on his face, he decided that he was deliberately finding fault, and then rushed out furiously. They went up and grabbed Wang Shen's clothes and questioned him loudly.

Naturally, Wang Shen refused to suffer. The two first cursed, pushed and shoved each other a few times, and then fought. A few Mongols came to help. Li Baoqing and others rushed forward to try to persuade them to fight, but they were also dragged into the battle group in a daze.

There are few Mongolians on the court, so it is inevitable to suffer a small loss.After a short scuffle, the two sides were separated by those who persuaded them to fight. Li Baoqing and others pulled Wang Shen and turned around to leave, but Wang Shen continued to spit and curse, and his attitude was very arrogant.

The Mongolians were angry and aggrieved. Seeing that they couldn't get a bargain, they took out their mobile phones and started making calls.Li Baoqing shot a little harder just now, and the faces of the two Mongolians who hit him were red. When he turned around and saw them yelling angrily at the mobile phone, as if calling for revenge, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.He didn't dare to stand on the side of the road and wait for the bus, but followed Wang Shen back to Building 10, wanting to go to his room to avoid the limelight.

In fact, Li Baoqing moved out of the school just after graduating from the preparatory school. He seldom haunts the dormitory area, and the Mongolians on the court do not know him.But they often saw Wang Shen going in and out of Sixth Brother's Chinese restaurant, knowing that he had a close relationship with the restaurant, so they gathered a large group of people to rush into the restaurant to find someone.

Hu Yi listened to their brief account of what happened, and flattened his mouth helplessly.I also had group fights on the court when I was in high school, although it was only two or three years ago, but thinking about it now, I feel that it was very childish and ridiculous.He frowned and looked at Wang Shen and said, "The Mongols went to Brother Six's restaurant to look for you, and smashed everything in the shop to pieces, do you know that?"

"I know, my friend in the store called me." Wang Shen lowered his eyelids and looked frustrated: "They said that the Mongols are still looking for me everywhere, so...cough."

"He was afraid that the Mongols would find the dormitory, so I took him to hide here for a while." Li Baoqing glared at Wang and reprimanded, "Look at your guts, Virtue! Didn't you perform well on the court just now? Howling, maggots all over your body, and even hit people in the face with a ball, if I were a Mongolian, I would have to beat you!"

"I didn't do it on purpose!" Wang Shen was aggrieved: "That was a fake move!"

"Fake fart! It's not fake at all!" Li Baoqing scolded him a few words, then turned to look at Hu Yi: "How about it, Lao Hu, can you let him in for a while?"

"Come in, even if you don't let him in, you have to come in, right?" Hu Yi greeted the two of them to enter the room, turned around and said with a smile: "It's a coincidence that you can help me cook."

"Cooking? Isn't that easy?" Li Baoqing responded casually: "I cook for Dali every day these days, and my skills have improved a lot. I just want to show you—what shall we eat?"

"Don't rush to eat, I just took over a big job." Hu Yi looked at him pretending to be profound: "The prince of Morocco next door ordered me to cook a famous dish for his state banquet."

"What? A state banquet? Give it back to his mother?" Li Baoqing looked contemptuous: "What famous dishes do you have?"

"Spicy instant noodles! Come and help me." Hu Yi laughed, took out two hundred rubles and said to Wang Shen: "Don't be idle, go to the store on the first floor and help me buy something."

Wang Shen didn't answer, twisted his body with his hands behind his back, and twitched, "I...I won't go downstairs, what if I run into a Mongol?"

"Bear, there are security guards downstairs, can they still unload you?" Hu Yi gave him a look, took the elevator downstairs and bought a big bag of instant noodles, onions and eggs, pondered for a while, and took another pack of frozen Assorted diced vegetables can be regarded as an added side dish of "Deluxe Fried Noodles".

After working with Li Baoqing in the kitchen for more than half an hour, Hu Yi cooked six servings of instant noodles and sent them to the party room where Omar and his friends had a party. After checking that there were still a lot of raw materials left, he simply fried a few more servings, and went back to the house to order Wang Shen and Han Shangyun had dinner together.

Han Shangyun was very happy. He took out a plate of kimchi from the refrigerator and put it on the table. The four of them ate a few mouthfuls of noodles. Hu Yi smiled and looked at Han Shangyun: "How is it, Cang Om, is it delicious?"

(End of this chapter)