Reborn veteran, lying flat since high school

Tang Yisheng hadn't finished his second mug of draft beer yet.

The third batch of lamb skewers on the table was almost empty.

Seeing how fiercely Wang Min ate the spicy food, Tang Yisheng couldn't bear it and went to the stall across the street to buy two cups of shaved ice.

It's mango flavored, with extra cashews and raisins.

The fat man finished his shaved ice, but his frequency of eating skewers didn't change much.

Wang Min, on the other hand, seemed to have eaten about 70-80% of it, sipping the melted juice from the shaved ice through a straw and occasionally letting out a quiet burp.

"Boss, give me two more grilled pork kidneys!"

The fat man was enjoying his meal so much that he completely forgot that he had needed Tang Yisheng's encouragement when he first sat down.

"Fatty, don't order that. White kidney isn't good. Let's get lamb skewers and red kidney instead."

"What's wrong with white waist?"

The fat man was taken aback, then asked very honestly.

"Yeah, it's not good for my wallet."

"Old Tang, what do you mean?"

The fat man smacked his lips twice, and while talking, he didn't forget to grab the last heart tube on the table and put it in his mouth.

"Are we short of money?"

"Congratulations, you've discovered the truth."

Tang Yisheng rolled his eyes.

The fat man remained silent, carefully savoring the last taste in his mouth before swallowing. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"Old Tang, I understand!"

"What do you know?"

"No wonder you said lamb kidneys are bad and ordered lamb skewers. So you've never had grilled lamb kidneys before, have you?"

puff!

Wang Min was sucking on a straw when she accidentally spit out a bubble of snot.

The choking made her eyes water, and she clenched her fists and punched the fat man's shoulder several times.

Tang Yisheng: ...

That guy definitely did it on purpose.

Is your concern a little misplaced?

"It's okay, you guys order. If it's not enough, it's on me."

Wang Min took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, then blew her nose. After a long pause, she spoke in a deep voice.

"Forget it, we've eaten enough. Besides, even if I don't have enough money, I still have Fatty. There's no reason for a girl to pay."

Tang Yisheng waved his hand in refusal.

"Order first, then we'll talk."

The fat man raised his arm impatiently: "Boss, add two... three big white waists."

"I'll do it."

Wang Min hesitated for a moment: "I'll switch to the humanities class when school starts."

"so what?"

Tang Yisheng was not surprised.

As far as I can remember, Wang Min switched to humanities in her senior year of high school and then went on to study law and political science.

"Aren't you transferring schools too? Consider this... a celebration for my switch to humanities, and a farewell gift for you."

"That won't do. This meal doesn't count. According to you, we need another meal. There's no way we can combine them into one meal."

The fat man chimed in, suggesting, "How about this: Wang Min, you can cover the cost today, and we'll have another meal tomorrow. If we still don't have enough, Old Tang can cover the cost this time too."

"So you can get two free meals, right?"

Wang Min directly exposed the fat man's little scheme.

"Sigh, she's quite fair-skinned, but her heart is a bit dark. What a pity, what a pity."

Tang Yisheng rolled his eyes and added insult to injury.

"What class are you in this new semester? Do you even know?"

"Class 8, my mom knows the homeroom teacher of Class 8."

"Oh? Then that means you're in the same class as Jiang Ruoxi and the others?"

The fat guy only remembers Jiang Ruoxi, why doesn't he mention Zhang Lei and the others?

"Why didn't you say so earlier? If I had known you were going to Class 8, I would have invited Zhang Lei along so you could get to know each other first, and have someone you know in Class 8."

Tang Yisheng slapped his thigh and said regretfully.

"How about we meet up again tomorrow? Let's go to the Muslim Quarter and have some big skewers."

"Sure, I think it'll work, it absolutely has to work."

Wouldn't it be even better if Zhang Lei arranged to meet Jiang Ruoxi as well?

Tang Yisheng glanced at the fat man, wanting to say something, but seeing the familiar and friendly demeanor of Wang Min and the fat man, he hesitated for a long time and swallowed his teasing words.

If a big, chubby person were to accidentally be paired with a tiny person, it might actually be quite nice.

Moreover, Wang Min's family looked extraordinary, which matched the fat man's expectations for his future.

Having been given a second chance at life, Tang Yisheng hopes that his best friend Fatty won't be constantly criticized by Uncle Wang anymore, nor will he be strangled into a mangy fish by that little firecracker Jiang Ruoxi.

……

night.

Tang Yisheng returned to the courtyard.

Not long after the lights were turned on, Zhang Lei came and knocked on the door.

He's probably been keeping an eye on the east wing, just waiting for Tang Yisheng to return.

"I got off the bus last night and didn't get back until almost 2:30."

"I knew it! I saw your door wasn't locked when I went out at noon."

Zhang Lei hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "I brought my own lunch this afternoon, but you locked the door and left again."

"I wanted to invite you to come along, but your brother said you were helping out at the shop, so I didn't feel comfortable going."

Because of the information that Wang Min switched to liberal arts, Tang Yisheng spoke with great confidence.

They're so lucky.

Even fate seemed to be helping Tang Yisheng cover up his lie.

"My brother told me that I'm not very familiar with your deskmate..."

"She switched to humanities in September, and I heard she's going to your class. That's why she asked me to take you to the Muslim Quarter for barbecue tomorrow."

"Huh? You're in your final year of high school, and you still want to switch to humanities?"

"Who knows? Wait for me a minute."

Tang Yisheng went to the inner room, took out a small box, and handed it to Zhang Lei: "Here you go."

"What?"

"A gift for you."

The fat guy might not need a gift, but Zhang Lei definitely can't be without one.

Tang Yisheng's suitcase still contained Song Junying's.

"What? Can I open it?"

"Go back and look at it secretly yourself."

The two were classmates in junior high school and also classmates in high school.

Tang Yisheng is a handsome and presentable young man. How could he not bring back a gift for his old classmate after going on a trip?

Is that excuse plausible?

Absolutely.

High school students must prioritize their studies, and maintaining a state of being somewhat naive and detached is most appropriate.

Of course.

Tang Yisheng also meant to work quietly and prepare for the future.

Once the college entrance exam is over next year, the final push will be a breeze.

Moreover, Tang Yisheng also wanted to use this method to "keep an eye on" Zhang Lei.

Family troubles should no longer be a burden for Zhang Lei.

At crucial moments, Tang Yisheng will step in.

Compared to his previous practice of secretly making money in the stock market, having been to London and won a memory competition prize, he now has more confidence to take action.

"Have Duan Xueyou and Cui Rui stopped bothering you lately?"

Does eating at the restaurant every day count?

Zhang Lei deliberately tilted her head and pondered for a moment, then looked at Tang Yisheng and slowly said.

Girls are naturally more precocious than boys.

High school students are at the stage where they are most sensitive to and yearn for adolescence.

If Tang Yisheng hadn't been a kite-flying expert, the two of them probably would have confessed their feelings long ago.

Yes, window paper.

Don't get the wrong idea!

"Remember to tell me if anything happens, I'll definitely help you. I ran into your brother this afternoon, and he didn't seem to be in much of a good mood."

"It's nothing, maybe I'm just bored because I don't have anywhere to play basketball during summer vacation."

Zhang Lei offered a casual explanation.

Tang Yisheng stared at Zhang Lei carefully and found that she was very natural and did not seem to be hiding anything. He guessed that she really did not know about her younger brother Zhang Xu's situation.

The Zhang family initially protected Zhang Lei quite well, so why did things turn out that way later?

Tang Yisheng frowned slightly, lost in thought.