Chapter 172: Everyone is inferior, only the study is high, come on

In the next second, he took out his phone: "Dad, I will go home tomorrow..."

Everyone:? ? ?

A young man in a mixed society wants to go home!

Everyone was dumbfounded, what's the situation?

"Heizi, your brain is okay?" His companion asked differently.

"Boss, I don't know what's going on, I miss home, I think my mother's egg fried rice..."

Egg fried rice?

The next moment, everyone's eyes fell on the bowl of delicate egg fried rice.

"I'll taste..." The other person took a tentative sip.

Just a blink of an eye: "Mom, I will go home tomorrow, yes, I won't go out anymore, I want to be a human again."

"Dad, add an extra pair of tableware for dinner tomorrow."

"..."

A bowl of fried rice with eggs, actually persuading young people from society to throw a punch?

"Boss, a bowl of egg fried rice!"

"Boss, I have a bowl too!"

"And I……"

"..."

The entire restaurant was set ablaze, and everyone raised their hands and shouted desperately.

They are just for a bowl of egg fried rice.

After half an hour, all the ingredients were exhausted.

Everyone left the restaurant reluctantly.

"Boss, for tomorrow's egg fried rice, I will first order a bowl...no, two bowls...this is a deposit." The middle-aged man said as he threw down a hundred yuan bill and turned around and left, afraid that Qin Lin would not Accepted.

"Boss, I ordered three copies."

"I have four copies!"

"Aren't you going home tomorrow?"

"Can't I leave after eating?"

"..."

In just a few minutes, Qin Lin was already holding more than twenty hundred yuan bills.

"Son, let's not go to school, I think you are a good cook..." Qin Lin said.

"Dad, 6 million."

"Everything is inferior, only a high school, come on, son!"

"..." I've seen someone turning my face quickly, but I've never seen one turning my face so quickly.

"Boom boom boom~" At this moment, the door of the restaurant was knocked.

Turning his head and looking, two men in sweatshirts walked in. One of them was still very familiar and seemed to have seen it somewhere.

"Sorry, we are closed." Qin Lin explained with a smile.

"Excuse me, is Qin Luo here?" one of them asked with a smile.

Qin Lin nodded and yelled at the back chef: "Qin Luo, someone is looking for it."

Soon Qin Luo got out of the back kitchen.

Seeing the visitor, Qin Luo smiled slightly: "Hello, coach Li."

"Student Qin Luo, let me introduce to you, this one next to me is the head coach of the municipal sports team, Ye Tiannan."

Head coach of the city sports team! Ye Tiannan!

Qin Lin's eyes widened.

Ye Tiannan’s name is well-known in Beishan City. Beishan City’s first Olympic gold medalist, after retiring ten years ago, came to Beishan City as the head coach of the city’s sports team.

It can be said that Qin Lin and his generation grew up watching Ye Tiannan's game.

Qin Lin never expected that Ye Tiannan would come here.

Qin Lin's heart was surging.

Of course, there are not many people like him.

Outside the restaurant, a group of people were dumbfounded.

"Damn, I read that right, Ye Tiannan?"

"Isn't Ye Tiannan the head coach of the city sports team? What is he doing here."

"Qin Luo is a schoolmaster, but it has nothing to do with sports teams? Learning well does not mean that sports are good."

"..."

Outside the restaurant, Cai Surong squinted his eyes and stared at Qin Luo, his eyes filled with flames that seemed to be real.