MTL - Entertainment Industry’s Gourmet Food Service-Chapter 20 the University
The summer vacation has passed by, in early September, with excitement, a family of four drove to S City in advance.
This is the second time that Mo Shaoqing came to S City. After the last hurried art test, he left, and did not have time to go shopping. The family went to the Pearl of the Orient, the Bund, took the ferry... and left a photo of a family in many places.
On September 13th, Mo's father drove to the university town. The bustling road was full of new students who came to report. The entire university town was full of excitement.
There is a large musical fountain on the square of the S City Art Institute. The flower baskets are filled with bunting flags waving in the wind, and slogans that welcome new students are written everywhere.
The freshman registration office was crowded, and a very enthusiastic school sister came to entertain him: "Uncle and aunt, I am a sophomore's media school. You can call me Kobayashi. Then I can take you to the new dormitory."
"Thank you, girl!" The summer heat was not over, and Mo's father was sweating with his luggage.
"You don't have to do it all." The school sister smiled slightly. "What is your name, handsome brother?"
"My name is Mo Shaoqing, the piano department of the Conservatory of Music."
"The Conservatory? I thought you were a film and television school!" The school sister grinned. "Hey! The Conservatory is blessed, so it’s so fast!"
Mo Shaoqing knows that he is a little handsome, but he is so embarrassed to be praised. "How come, the media school should be a handsome guy, right?"
From the freshman report office to the dormitory building, the Mo family has been familiar with Lin Shiyi’s schoolmate. The school sister also told him where to go to fill the meal card, including what student club, what kind of society and so on.
Along the way, I have to say that the students of the Art College are really high, and the beauty of men and women can be seen everywhere. People who are high in value do not want to see, Mo Shaoqing is more looking forward to the next four years.
Mo Shaoqing is very fortunate. This dormitory is on the third floor. It is not suitable for high or low. The dormitory is not large, the entrance is on the right hand side of the pool, the left side is the toilet, and the four beds are all going to bed. There is also a small shower room on the balcony.
There are still two empty positions. Mogge helped him pick a window position. Mo's father helped him to put his luggage. Momu began to wipe the table and wipe the bedboard. In the past, Mo Shaoqing was busy with himself. Now someone has finally worked hard for him.
"Daddy, don't do it, I will do it all." Mo Shaoqing took the tools in their hands. "You have been asking for a few days for me, and my brother, there is no need to be so motivated, I have already finished the report, you can go back, and the rest of me will be good."
"How can this be done? Son, you have to live alone in the field, my mother really does not trust you. And I am also prepared to ask your roommate to eat, let them take care of you."
Mom is always the one who cares the most. "No, I have a living expenses. I will ask them for it. You will go back quickly. It is important to have a class."
"And I always have to grow up. There is a class meeting this evening. You are going now, go back to dinner, or you have to stay for one night." After that, Mo Shaoqing pushed Momo out.
"Yeah, my son has to grow up. After that, he has to worry about himself. Remember not to be greedy and have a good relationship with his roommate..."
Seeing Mo's father also has a tendency to say it, Mo Shaoqing quickly stopped: "I will take care of myself, and soon it will be National Day, I will be able to go back soon, you can rest assured!"
To put it bluntly, he finally persuaded his family. Mo Shaoqing looked at a lot of luggage and picked up his sleeves, ready to start working.
The class teacher of the evening class will let everyone introduce themselves. When it was Mo Shaoqing's turn, he clearly heard the sound of the air coming from below, as well as the discussion of the girls.
However, he is also a veteran of the platform. He was not nervous about a group of foreigners in the country of R, let alone the students who want to get along with each other in the future.
"Hello everyone, my name is Mo Shaoqing, from Y City, J Province. I am good at piano, cooking, and enjoy reading. I hope that in the next four years, everyone can get along well. Thank you!" Mo Shaoqing said when he finished Stepping down, but the class teacher is not so easy to let him go.
The class teacher is a middle-aged woman in her forties. It seems to be well maintained. "Mo Shaoqing’s classmates don’t say a few simple words. What are the goals and dreams? You can exchange them."
Mo Shaoqing smiled. "I want to open a restaurant of my own!"
At the end of the day, Mo Shaoqing also knows that some of the former students have said that they should continue their studies. They have to say that they want to be music teachers, and they also want to be stars. His ideal goal can be said to be the biggest impact, but he does not. Careful, smiled and went on.
When he sat down, a boy in the back seat patted his shoulder, Mo Shaoqing turned back, the boy said to him: "Man, you cow!"
The next process, Mo Shaoqing, is very clear. If the class leader chooses a group secretary and wants to participate in the club, the student union can apply.
However, in this world, Mo Shaoqing did not want to do it. The student council of the squad leader did have a lot of rights, and he could leave a glorious sum on his graduation resume. However, Mo Shaoqing still remembers the intrigue in the past student union. Some people are in the rivers and lakes, there is a struggle, since they can't be alone, then he will not go to this drowning because he has more important things to do. Without the “control” of his parents, he can do business blatantly!
Back to the dormitory, Mo Shaoqing discovered that the boy who just shot his shoulder happened to be his roommate. Now the roommates are really in the right place.
The boy first said: "My name is Zhou Shucheng, the Northeaster, you can call me directly into a child, and you can do it."
"Hey, I am still not old, how come my brother?" Another cute baby face boy said: "My name is Xu Chengxuan, my grandmother is a city of S, I am a city of Z, I am a screenwriter. Hey."
"My name is Wenyang, the emperor. I am a composer and I am good at computers. I can ask me any questions you have in the future."
Then, since several people are still old, Zhou Shucheng was born in October and is the leader. Wenyang and Xu Chengxuan in the same month of the same year, but Xu Chengxuan was too big for Wenyang for a few days, ranked second, Wenyang third, Mo Shaoqing was born in February of the second year, ranked fourth.
Then several people went to find a small restaurant outside the school. After eating a meal, the boss was worse than them. So sometimes the friendship of boys is as simple as that.
After a few days of adaptation, military training came. The squad leader sent a training suit to everyone's hands. The classmates wearing military uniforms felt that they had carried a sense of mission and added a few heroic attitudes to the boys. When the past life was in the Imperial Capital, Mo Shaoqing was trained in a military region. It was called a bitter and tired, and many people were suffering from heat stroke.
Fortunately, the current school knows that many of them need to rely on their faces to eat, so there is no special hardship for everyone, just military training in the school, not only that, in order to write a few reports, the school also specially invited people to take pictures of the students in the performance department. I want to shoot the news of "fresh and not artificial" and give them a little exposure.
Mo Shaoqing, they are miserable, the school can't take care of them, when the performance department takes pictures, they have to take a step. When the performance department needs a break, they have to vacate the position under the tree. In just a few days, the white roommates are all black.
Mo Shaoqing was particularly unlucky. After taking the space well water, his physical condition was not tan, and the instructor thought that he was a little white face. He always let him out to demonstrate various military postures, lead the team to run, and Mo Shaoqing was suffering. Words!
However, because Mo Shaoqing often showed his face in front of people, many girls from the next class soon asked inquires about their class, and the reputation of his grass was gradually spread.
On the last day of the military training report, Mo Shaoqing was designated as the leader. After walking around the playground, he completely sat down on the title of his grass, but at this time he did not know anything.
Although the military training is bitter, it is a memory that is unforgettable for many people. At the end of the military training, many girls who were reluctant to be instructors cried, and even the boys all showed some disappointment.
However, soon everyone was put into the frenzy of the National Day, and the seven days of water generally passed quickly.
After the National Day, Mo Shaoqing successfully found a temporary worker in a western restaurant with the help of her sister. She worked six hours a week, one hour and twenty-five dollars, and earned three hundred dollars in two days, almost one week. The meal is over.
The restaurant is very close to the school and the main passenger flow is students. Mo Shaoqing knows that such a western restaurant can't learn the real cooking skills. It is not enough to improve the cooking skills. However, it is limited to the freshman curriculum. The better work is not without, but his time can't adapt.
In the rest of his spare time, he ran several flower markets in S City, bought some flowers and herbs that were not easy to grow, planted in the space, went to the livestock farm, and bought some animal input space. After the sea fish, the space was a little more angry.
Time soon arrived at the university's first Christmas. When the various college departments were busy with the Christmas party, Mo Shaoqing decided to sell the apples against the cold wind. The apples produced in the space were big and sweet, and Mo Shaoqing said that he had moved. Xu Chengxuan, who was too lazy to go to the winter, and a helpful boss, originally came to Wenyang, but he was a student union, so he still couldn’t come.
Three people ordered a batch of cartons and some colored paper and garland. Wrap the apples and price them at 30 yuan, 20 yuan and 10 yuan, respectively.
