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Chapter 52 Going to the Tea House (seeking a collection ticket)
Chuhe has nothing to say to these friends.

I can imagine so many plots just because I saw a friend.

No wonder it is often said that three women can make up a play.

Chu He changed the subject, and asked Lu Xinye, "Is your balloon ready?"

"Of course, I blow six blows in one minute by myself. It's amazing. The lung capacity is not blown!" Lu Xinye deliberately emphasized to Chuhe, in fact, he wanted to show his presence in front of Liu Zixi.

And Liu Zixi also praised from the side: "Yes, Xin Ye is very good, I...I haven't even finished playing one."

When Liu Zixi finished speaking, she blushed and said embarrassedly: "It's embarrassing."

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. Girls don't have as much lung capacity as boys, right?" Tang Wanjun comforted Liu Zixi.

"Stop chatting, the barbecue is all mushy." Qiu Mingjun said speechlessly.

Lu Xinye quickly grabbed the meat with tweezers and shouted, "Oh, my meat!!"

Soon, the self-service barbecue was finished.

But when checking out, the waiter in the store said that a man had already helped them pay the bill before that.

After Lu Xinye and the others heard this, they all expressed their disbelief, thinking that it was probably a rich man who randomly bought an order, and that order happened to be their table.

But only Chuhe knows who that man is.

They returned to the school immediately, and when they parted at the three-way intersection, Tang Wanjun and Chu He said: "Can I put your article on the school's column website first?"

"Of course, that article was originally written for you. You can use it however you want." Chu He shrugged and replied.

"Wow! You are so kind!" Tang Wanjun was not polite, "Then can you write me another one next week? I want to continue the serialization."

Chuhe thought for a while, then nodded, "I'll try to find time to write."

"Okay! I'll treat you to dinner then." Tang Wanjun immediately waved her hand, and then pulled Liu Zixi towards the dormitory.

As soon as they left, Lu Xinye hummed a song: "Weeds by the roadside~~Don't pick them~~"

"It's a wild flower," Qiu Mingjun corrected.

"I want to sing about wild grass~leaves are wings that cannot fly~wings are leaves that fall in the sky~~"

Although Lu Xinye sang very badly, Chuhe didn't notice at all. At this moment, he was still thinking about what happened this afternoon.

Because when he left Xu Yiming's seat, Xu Yiming told himself that tomorrow would be the 15th, and he would pick him up at school at noon tomorrow to go to the tea house.

There was an antique auction on the 15th, and he didn't come to see me until the 14th.

Is he so sure that he will really help him?There is no way out?
Chuhe was a little unpredictable about Xu Yiming.

He is obviously not a few years older than himself, but the city mansion makes people unable to understand his thoughts.

In any case, Chuhe decided to make two-handed preparations first.

He and Qiu Mingjun said: "I will leave school for a while tomorrow afternoon. If you can't contact me after [-] o'clock tomorrow night, then you will call the police, do you understand?"

Lu Xinye, who was still singing, immediately became nervous when he heard what Chu He said: "What's wrong, Chu He, what are you going to do?"

Qiu Mingjun also asked in doubt: "What is so serious?"

"It's okay, but I'm going out for a while. The signal may not be very good there. I'm worried that if something happens, no one will take care of me." Chuhe thought of a reason and prevaricated.

Lu Xinye patted his chest, "My brother will accompany you! What's the matter?"

"This matter has nothing to do with you. As for what I can't tell you in advance, I will tell you where I am going before I leave tomorrow. Then you can just call me tomorrow night." Chu He was worried that he would make too many mistakes, so he had to Said so.

Qiu Mingjun knew that Chuhe didn't want to talk, so he nodded: "Okay, I will contact you tomorrow."

Because of Chuhe's incident, Lu Xinye was in a good mood but became a little worried. He was worried that Chuhe was in danger, so he continued to ask, "Are you sure you don't want me to go with you?"

"Thanks, but I can handle it by myself." Chuhe said with a smile.

Lu Xinye had no choice but to say: "Okay, but if you encounter any danger, call me immediately, and I will rescue you immediately."

"It's not that serious."

Chuhe tried his best to make the topic as easy as possible.

Later, Lu Xinye returned to his happy mood, humming a song and teasing Qiu Mingjun.
Because there was no morning class the next day, it was almost eleven o'clock when Chuhe woke up.

A college life without morning classes is a life without breakfast.

Immediately, he got up and washed up, ready to go to the dining hall to have lunch.

And Lu Xinye on the corner bed was still sound asleep, and from time to time he smirked and called Liu Zixi's name.

As soon as Chu He stepped out of the dormitory, he received a call from An Hu.

"Mr. Chuhe, I'm already at the school gate, how soon can you come out?" An Hu asked politely.

Chuhe replied with some embarrassment: "I haven't eaten yet."

"It's okay, our boss is waiting for you in a restaurant, so I'll take you over now." An Hu hurriedly explained.

Chuhe thought for a while, then said, "OK, you wait for me for 10 minutes, and I will walk out of the school gate."

Not long after, Chuhe saw An Hu, who was standing beside a Cayenne looking around.

When An Hu saw Chuhe, he stretched out his hand as a gesture.

After getting in the car, An Hu immediately located a location, started the car, and said, "Our boss is waiting for Mr. Chuhe at the Ruyi restaurant."

Chu He didn't choose to sit in the co-pilot, but sat in the back seat. The main reason was that he was really afraid of this big man. He asked, "Is that tea house far away?"

"In the suburbs, you should drive for 10 minutes." An Hu calculated the distance and gave a more accurate time.

Immediately, the car started quickly and drove towards the restaurant.

Along the way, Chuhe didn't speak.

And An Hu was also terribly quiet, not even playing music on the radio station.

After spending ten minutes together in silence, the car slowly stopped.

After An Hu parked the car, he said to Chu He, "Mr. Chu He, we are here."

Chuhe got out of the car, looked up at the restaurant in front of him, and found that the restaurant was not big, and even the location was a bit remote.

This also made Chu He feel a little uneasy.

When he went in, he saw Xu Yiming sitting at a table full of dishes.

"Are you here?" Xu Yiming stretched out his hand and gestured for a seat.

"I thought you hadn't eaten yet, so I asked An Hu to pick you up early. Have you eaten yet?"

Chuhe shook his head: "No."

"That's just right, let's eat." Xu Yiming picked up the chopsticks and gestured to Chuhe.

Just when Chuhe was about to move his chopsticks, a voice came from behind him: "Humph! I'm just going to get a pack of tissues? Don't wait for me and eat by yourself!"

　Ask for collection, ask for tickets, tickets are so few.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)