The one-day course was soon over.
When I go to school, I may feel that every second is like a year, but after that, I will feel... How time flies!
Before school, the head teacher explained that there was no class tomorrow morning. The students should go home, go out and play, or whatever.
Then there is the new year's Day party starting at 3 p.m. when the chorus students get ready in advance.
When explaining, the head teacher seemed careless. He didn't care. He was desperate for this thing.
Then, it's great to keep a focus on participation.
Song Ci saw a feeling of being indifferent to life and death on the head teacher's face.
What has shaped the vicissitudes of the head teacher?
Is it love?
Is it a responsibility?
No, neither!
The students of class 1, grade 2, have no artistic talent!
Therefore, the head teacher has given up the art treatment of class 1, grade 2.
After the head teacher explained, he announced school was over.
After school, Song Ci felt a little troublesome.
Before every school, Chu Rong decided where to eat.
Now, they are busy as dogs. They don't have time to eat with her at all.
So the question is, what does she want to eat?
This is really a difficult question to choose.
Unexpectedly, Song Ci was going to have a look on the Internet.
Look at what others eat. She will see if she likes it. If she likes it, she will eat it.
With this idea in mind, Song Ci opened the Internet navigation and entered delicious food in the search bar.
Then a lot of delicious food came out.
various.
Everyone wants to eat.
Song Ci turned over for a while and thought she wanted to eat everything.
But here comes the problem.
Where are these things?
This is a very serious issue.
When Song Ci was standing at the door of the classroom searching for all kinds of delicious food, her mobile phone rang.
“???”
It's an unknown number.
Song Ci hesitated and connected.
"Hello, is this Mr. Song Ci?" a man's voice came across.
"Yes, I am." Song Ci nodded.
"Hello, I'm XXX, the takeout. The takeout has been delivered to the place you designated. Where's your specific address? I'll send it to you." the man of the other party said Shuanglang.
Song Ci's face was confused. She didn't order takeout.
"Well, did you send it wrong? I didn't order takeout." Song Ci thought it was necessary for her to remind.
There was a pause, and then, soon, there was another voice.
"The name is Song Ci indeed, and the telephone number is 136xxxxxxxx. After repeated check, it should be you undoubtedly," the man said.
Song Ci frowned. The information the other party said was really hers.
So, who ordered her takeout?
If this is the case, as long as it is not very bad, Song Ci will give 100 thanks!
"Then tell me the specific location and I'll come and get it myself." Song Ci decided to go and have a look.
"It's right here at the South Gate of Yanjing University." the other party said.
"OK, please wait for me for a moment." Song Ci said and hung up.
Then walk to the school gate.
As she walked, she asked in the group if someone had ordered her takeout.
However, everyone online said they had never done it.
Not the group in the group, who would it be?
Song Ci thought to herself, who gave her the takeout.