My Deep-sea Fishery

"My deep-sea fishery (

Xun Junqing glanced at Xiang Yang in surprise, "You didn't buy a car?"

Xiang Yang smiled. He felt that he had explained enough. For Xiang Yang, a car was not an indispensable means of transportation in life, because Xiang Yang spent most of his time at sea.

Xun Junqing naturally looked away from Xiang Yang, "Then take my motorcycle."

Now, it was Xiang Yang's turn to be surprised, "Teacher, you haven't bought a car after so many years?"

"Hehe, I also don't think it's necessary to buy a car, it's good to ride a motorcycle." Xun Junqing smiled.

The two looked at each other and smiled, no longer entangled in the topic of cars.

Xun Junqing is the team leader of the county's first middle school and also the director of the teaching department. Xiang Yang can even get two million out of his pocket without blinking. It is really too simple for them to buy a car. Now, since I didn’t buy a car, then I definitely don’t need it.

Xun Junqing’s car is a silver-white lady motorcycle.

Although Liancheng is a county seat, there are still a lot of vehicles. From the County No. 1 Middle School to the Luhai Hotel, there are several traffic jams.

At this time, the advantages of motorcycles are reflected.

Xun Junqing carried Xiang Yang, flexibly shuttled through the streets and alleys, and reached the Luhai Hotel in less than five minutes.

Xun Junqing parked the car at the door of the hotel, "Hey, take this cigarette back by yourself. Teacher, I really can't collect your cigarette. It's a matter of principle."

"Teacher, just keep it, I just bring you something, not asking you to do anything." Xiang Yang smiled.

"That won't work, as long as the opening is opened, don't want to block it again. Gifts are cut across the board, and nothing is allowed." Xun Junqing couldn't help but handed the two cigarettes back to Xiang Yang.

"Are you going to the room first, or to meet your classmates first?" Xun Junqing asked Xiang Yang.

"Which classmates are there?" Xiang Yang asked.

At the high school meeting, Xiangyang had a lot of classmates, because Xun Junqing brought key classes. In addition to the top students carefully selected by the school, there are many other ways to enter. An ordinary class is about 50%. There are more than 70 students in Xiang Yang's class.

"Most of them are here."

"Well, there must be no activity at this point. Everyone should stay in their own room. Some may not get up yet. I'll go to the room first and look for them later." Xiang Yang thought for a while.

"Okay, you wait for me for a few minutes here."

Xun Junqing hurried to the front desk of the hotel, chatted briefly with the bar lady, and then filled in some things on a piece of paper. Soon, he came over with a room card and a few self-publishing meal cards. .

"This is your room card, this is the meal roll. Today and tomorrow morning, you can eat buffet in the hotel. Vice President Peng has already ordered the meal for you. It will be in the school cafeteria tomorrow at noon. There is a party, and I have given you four buffet rolls. Are you sure enough?" Xun Junqing asked.

Xiang Yang nodded, took the room card and meal roll, glanced at the house number, and stuffed it directly into his pocket.

"Let's go, let's have breakfast first." Xun Junqing said enthusiastically.

The cafeteria is on the top floor of the Luhai Hotel, and Xiang Yang and Xun Junqing take the elevator to go there.

Out of the elevator, the waiter immediately shouted enthusiastically: "Welcome."

Xiang Yang casually scanned the entire restaurant.

The buffet restaurant of the Luhai Hotel is very large. The whole floor is covered. There is a huge long dining table in the middle. There is a variety of delicacies on the top. Around the long dining table, there are no less than two hundred sets of tables and chairs. .

Around the entire restaurant, there are many small windows similar to cafeteria windows. These should provide services similar to cooking noodles and fried rice.

"Student Xiang Yang, what would you like to eat? The cakes and rice dumplings at Luhai Hotel are very famous. Would you like to try it?" Xun Junqing smiled.

"The pastries or rice dumplings for breakfast are too dry, I want to eat a bowl of rice rolls." Xiang Yang said.

"Yes, yes, look, that window is the rice noodles window. Let's go and make two bowls of rice noodles. If you think the taste here is not up to your appetite, I will take you to a rice noodles store. They have rice noodles. It tastes good. I have eaten it for almost 20 years and haven't gotten tired of it." Xun Junqing pointed to a small window and said.

Xiang Yang looked in the direction of Junqing's finger. Suddenly, Xiang Yang was taken aback.

Near the rice roll window, there is a round table, beside the round table, a few young men and women are sitting talking and laughing.

"Huh? Xiang Yang, why didn't you leave?" Xun Junqing walked a few steps towards the rice roll window, only to find that Xiang Yang behind him had not followed.

When Xun Junqing turned around, he found that Xiang Yang was looking in a daze in one direction.

Xun Junqing turned his head and glanced in that direction, and immediately smiled: "Shen Huan, Xie Jin."

Hearing Xun Junqing's shout, the person at the table immediately turned his head and looked here.

"Teacher Xun, why are you here?" After seeing that it was Xun Junqing, they all got up immediately.

"I'll come over for breakfast, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, you see who is here." Xun Junqing smiled and pointed to Xiang Yang.

The young men and women looked at Xiang Yang curiously.

At first glance, none of them recognized Xiang Yang.

Over the years, Xiang Yang's changes have indeed been very great.

In the old days, Xiang Yang was full of bookishness, and the whole humanities were weak.

Nowadays, although I can't say the five big and three rough, but it is indeed much stronger, and the body is full of masculine aura.

After a few seconds, a tall girl with white skin and a little dull eyes didn't believe herself: "You are Xiang Yang."

"Xie Jin, I recognized you at a glance." Xiang Yang grinned suddenly.

The girl in front of me is named Xie Jin.

In high school, Xiang Yang was the front and back desk.

At the school meeting, Xie Jin's scores in all subjects were slightly worse than Xiang Yang, and often asked Xiang Yang for some wrong questions, so the relationship between the two is very familiar.

At that time, Xie Jin was introverted. Even when she laughed, she liked to cover her mouth. She was very subtle, but she liked drawing very much. But she was not an art student and had not learned special drawing skills. After painting and painting, Xiang Yang painted a Doraemon on the back of one of Xiang Yang’s school uniforms. For this reason, Xiang Yang was called to the office by Xun Junqing to criticize him, but Xiang Yang never confessed. "True killer".

"It's really you. I haven't heard from you again after graduation. What are you doing now?" Xie Jin asked.

"Fishing in your hometown, how about you?" Xiang Yang asked with a smile.

"I stayed in school after graduating from university, and now I am studying for graduate school, and I also found a job in the school archives to organize information." Xie Jin said softly.

At this time, another girl next to Xie Jin was slightly fat, but the same tall girl jumped in front of Xiang Yang, "Xiang Yang, do you still recognize me?"