"What are you doing?" Duan Hong slowly broke away from the chef. The chef looked excited and said, "Chef, I've been working in the canteen for more than 20 years, and I've participated in many cooking competitions. Fresh mushroom and towel gourd soup is my specialty. It's only after I tasted what you've done that I'm in front of you. I'm just an apprentice. Why do you taste so delicious?" Duan Hong was embarrassed and laughed. Why do all the chefs who cook there have to learn from me? It's better to do less in the future“ Well, all right Duan Hong borrowed a piece of white paper from Xu Qing, took a pen and wrote with his back to someone. Then he folded it and handed it to the chef, saying, "if you have to learn, when I'm gone, I'll open it, otherwise there's nothing in it. You don't have to come to me again! " The chef was so overjoyed that he said yes and ran back to the kitchen with the note. He didn't believe in evil. As soon as he got back, he immediately opened it. Three chefs crowded together and couldn't help looking silly. There is nothing on it“ Oh, you idiot! They let you go. They're opening it. You won't listen! That's true One of the chefs said angrily. The chef with the note blushed. He secretly watched Duan Hong and the three girls having dinner. They had a bag just now, and now it's hard to disturb him. The freckled girl took a spoon and took a sip of Luffa soup. It was fresh and incomparable. The floating and dry person immediately calmed down, as if the whole person had just returned to the feeling of entering the sea. It was a time full of youth, the purity and curiosity of entering university, and the handsome guy peeping at the sweat on the court - "it's delicious!" The girl lost her voice and immediately felt that she was impolite. Her freckled face turned red and she secretly bowed her head. Xu Qing and another silent girl looked at her in surprise. They all wanted a pot of soup in their hearts. Is it necessary to exaggerate? But after two people tasted it, they finally understood why the freckled girl would cry. Xu Qing's tears were almost flowing down. The soup gave people a holy feeling, but she always thought she was a dirty woman. She regretted her young impulse, but she couldn't stop it. Duan Hong ordered a bowl of rice and ate it quietly. He looked at the three girls one by one with tears on their faces. He didn't know why. So he said in secret: I just saw that you were very angry one by one and made a clear soup. It's such an exaggeration! After the three girls recovered, they all looked at Duan Hong with admiration, and then ate the food quickly, and even began to fight.