Chef at the University Canteen-Chapter 464 - 270: Hope Your Parents Don’t Blame Me for Making You Gain Weight (Part 3)
At this moment, less than twenty minutes remain before the official start of the defense. The classmates who had been chatting and laughing upstairs had already gone up, and, under the arrangement of the office teachers, were seated in an empty classroom next to the defense venue, waiting for the draw to start.
Afterward, the graduates will enter the defense site one by one, according to the order of the draw, to proceed with their thesis defense.
There’s still some time before the official defense starts, and the defense instructors haven’t arrived yet. Everyone is still sitting in small groups in the classroom, chatting softly.
After all, once the thesis defense is over, everyone will go their separate ways. In the future, they will have their own circles. Those living close by will have easier opportunities to meet, but those far away might not see each other again.
During this time, while they can chat a bit more, they do so.
As everyone was engaged in their own conversations, two people suddenly appeared at the classroom door, causing everyone to look up:
Whoa! Isn’t this Jiang Yu, the former "invisible" classmate who has now become "popular"?
The plump guy behind him with a carefree demeanor, everyone’s familiar with him, except for Hu Zhihai, the "second-generation rich", no one else in the class has the qualifications to be so nonchalant.
Jiang Yu, as before, didn’t say much. He smiled at everyone, then walked straight to the back of the classroom, found a small corner by the window, and sat down, after which he spread out his thesis and began reading.
His manner was still like before, an "invisible" presence, neither ostentatious nor flamboyant, and he wouldn’t make a splash just to attract attention.
Hu Zhihai, on the other hand, was completely different. He smiled a bit, nodded at this person with a "long time no see" remark and waved at another saying "let’s talk later." Despite the short distance, he took quite a few minutes to reach the back.
Finally, he also sat at the back, next to Jiang Yu.
As soon as Jiang Yu and Hu Zhihai sat down, the girl who had mentioned earlier that she wanted Jiang Yu to treat them slipped over, sat in front of Jiang Yu, and looked up and down at him for a while.
Jiang Yu had never experienced such attention, felt uncomfortable being stared at, leaned back in his seat, glanced at his clothes, and couldn’t help asking:
"Wang Jia, what are you looking at? There’s nothing weird on me, right?"
"I didn’t say there was anything weird on you!"
Wang Jia was always lively and was once the most active person in class, laughing all day and able to chat with anyone.
However, at that time, Jiang Yu was busy with part-time work to earn money, and even when he came to class, it was in a hurry, and he rarely participated in class activities, so he didn’t have much interaction with Wang Jia.
She said with a smirk, "I’m just seeing if you have anything else hidden besides your superb cooking skills, but looking up and down, there doesn’t seem to be anything else."
Jiang Yu: "..."
Before he could think of what to say in return, Wang Jia leaned in with a curious look and asked:
"Jiang Yu, I heard that you once prepared a banquet and it was sold for a high price of one hundred thousand, is that true?"
Jiang Yu glanced at her and asked, "What do you think?"
"What do I think? Well, I think it’s probably true. I’ve been eating at the Seventh Dining Hall these past few days. The food there is really delicious, even better than those fancy restaurants!"
Wang Jia smacked her lips as if savoring the taste, and her big eyes sparkled as she looked at Jiang Yu, smiling and said,
"Jiang Yu, we were classmates for years, and now we’re graduating; who knows if we’ll meet again in the future. So, don’t you think it’s only right for you to treat us to a meal?"
"No problem."
Jiang Yu grinned and smiled at her.
He knew that if he showed up, someone was bound to bring up the subject of treating for a meal.
Of course, it’s just a meal; he wouldn’t begrudge it, especially since these people have been his classmates for four years.
Even if he didn’t have much interaction with them in class before.
He thought for a moment and said, "Lunch might be a bit rushed; let’s have dinner instead, how about that?"
"Really?"
Wang Jia’s eyes lit up immediately. Naturally lively, seeing Jiang Yu nodding again, she joyfully stood up and said to everyone,
"Classmates, Jiang Yu said he would treat us to dinner tonight!
This might be the last time all of our classmates can have a meal together, so be sure to come by then!"
Once she finished speaking, the classmates who had been whispering among themselves turned their heads in surprise, looked at Wang Jia, then at Jiang Yu, and after a moment of silence, the classroom erupted in chatter:
"Wow, Wang Jia is impressive, saying Jiang Yu should treat us, and he really is!"
"When I was interning out of town, I heard Jiang Yu’s cooking is amazing. Even our company president craves it, trying to book a private dining room every week, but only managed once!"
"Jiang Yu, if you’re treating, don’t make us eat in the dining hall. I heard you have a private room on the second floor!"
"..."
Upon hearing that Jiang Yu planned to treat them, the classmates, who had been somewhat nervous about the upcoming thesis defense, suddenly became excited, chatting away enthusiastically.
