"It's a good name, it's catchy, and it's memorable." Wang Baoyu said with a smile, he still can't change the problem of liking with girls.

"I just think it's cheesy!" Cui Dingdong said.

"How tall are you?"

"Sophomore, why did you come here for dinner?" Cui Dingdang asked curiously.

"My friend's child is also in this school, and he asked me to send something to me, and just in time for dinner, he ate here by the way." Wang Baoyu lied.

"That's it! What do you do? ”

"I'm a driver."

"It looks like it, how much money can you make in a month?"

"Two thousand!"

"That's a lot ......"

"So-so."

"It's still called less, my mother works in a cannery, and she only has more than 300 yuan a month without holidays."

"I'm working hard."

"By the way, what do you do?"

"I'm a security guard."

The girl is just curious, she asks everything, Wang Baoyu responds casually, many questions are asked repeatedly, and Wang Baoyu can't remember which answer she answered.

Got to the point, Wang Baoyu asked about the teaching situation in the school again, as well as the situation of make-up classes, Cui Dingdang is still a simple girl in the end, and said everything, Wang Baoyu learned that the phenomenon of teachers making up classes still exists, but it has changed from public to private, from the school's unified make-up classes to individual tutoring at home, from specific pricing, to rewarding.

Cui Dingdang is a girl, she doesn't want many meals, and there is only one steamed bun, I saw her unhurriedly taking small bites, Wang Baoyu quickly finished eating, and took the lid of the lunch box containing the soup to the pool to brush.

At this time, there were not many people in the cafeteria, Wang Baoyu found that a thin boy was probing at the door again, and there was an extra enamel rice jar in his hand.

At this time, many students have already finished eating and left, and there is a big swill bucket by the pool, which is full of leftover meals from the students, in addition to braised pork and other dishes, there are also a lot of whole steamed buns.

Wang Baoyu looked at it and felt blocked in his heart, such a good grain was wasted, it was simply a tyrannical thing. He asked Cui Dingdang, who came over to brush the lunch box: "The canteen has always been so expensive?" ”

"Well, they're all students with rich families."

"We should call for frugality, there are many people in our country, and there are many people in many places who can't even eat enough!" Wang Baoyu said.

"Hehe, you talk like a leader." Cui Dingdong laughed.

Without waiting for Wang Baoyu to speak, several tall boys with stubble heads came over, poured most of the remaining food into the swill bucket, and unceremoniously squeezed Wang Baoyu aside, and brushed up the lunch box with a bang.

Wang Baoyu was unhappy, but he didn't say much, returned the lid of the lunch box to Cui Dingdang, and wanted to leave the canteen.

"Clank, is this your boyfriend?" A boy saw that Wang Baoyu and Cui Dingdang were using a lunch box, and asked with a wicked smile.

"What nonsense!" Cui Dingdong's face turned red all of a sudden.

"Haha, you have to open your eyes, look at how he dresses, he doesn't look like a rich man." Another boy laughed.

"Phew! Sling the bull. Cui Dingdang spat vigorously and was about to leave with the lunch box.

"Don't go! Jingle, my dad is rich, marry me! Another boy stretched out his hand and grabbed Cui Dingdang, but Cui Dingdang broke free at once, and said angrily: "What nonsense, I won't marry!" ”

Cui Dingdang seemed to believe Wang Baoyu very much, and hid behind Wang Baoyu, which naturally caused the boys to laugh wildly.

Wang Baoyu suppressed the fire and didn't speak, feeling that it was still inconvenient for him to participate in the nonsense between the students, as a director of education, quarreling with the students in the cafeteria was a bit cheap.

At this time, a piercing sound came, Wang Baoyu looked back, the male student with thick glasses and wearing shabby cotton clothes was holding the free noodle soup bucket, laboriously stretching out his arm and holding the enamel bowl to scoop it inside.

Hmph, I knew I had no food, why did I go just now? Wang Baoyu was very puzzled by this boy's strange behavior, did he get a little older, so he didn't understand the current students very well?

The boy's next move made Wang Baoyu's heart sour, almost crying, his heart was pulled up fiercely, and the deep stinging pain made people unable to even breathe.

I saw the soup in the boy's jar, maybe the hungry worm in his stomach was completely hooked out, he blushed, didn't care about Wang Baoyu's direct gaze, walked quickly to the swill bucket, reached out and picked up a handful of food, completely ignoring others, and stuffed it into his mouth vigorously, as if he was hungry.

The boy then picked out a steamed bun from the oil soup, Wang Baoyu still can't imagine how a whole steamed bun was swallowed in the stomach in the blink of an eye. One steamed bun was not enough, and the boy grabbed the other half.

"How did he eat this? There's nothing wrong with the spirit, right? Wang Baoyu asked Cui Dingdang beside him.

"His family is poor, and it is said that the tuition fees are all made up by selling livestock." Cui Dingdang whispered.

As it should be, Wang Baoyu nodded twitching at the corner of his mouth, and asked again, "Does he eat this every day?" ”

"Almost, it's all about waiting for someone to leave and come back. But sometimes the chef in the cafeteria takes pity on him, and will leave him some leftover soup or something, which may be sold out today. But he is very good at studying, he has always been a top student, his brain is smart, and he can ask questions that the teacher can't do. The girl said truthfully.

"Study so well, there should be a scholarship!" Wang Baoyu asked puzzled.

"Yes, but it's definitely not enough to eat, I heard that his father is still sick, and most of the scholarships were sent to his home by him, and he usually works odd jobs." Cui Dingdang explained, probably watching the boy eat the contents of the swill bucket, and covered his mouth a little disgusted.

If we continue like this, we must focus on supporting poor students, how can we let the future and hope of the country be reduced to the point of picking up leftovers. Wang Baoyu made up her mind in her heart that she must find a way to solve the problem of poor students after she goes back.

At this moment, a playful voice came: "Stinky boy, who allowed you to eat the steamed buns I threw away?" ”

The tall boy who asked Cui Dingdang to marry him just now suddenly grabbed the collar of the boy who was picking up food, and asked with a hippie smile.

"So many, how can you prove that you fell?" The poor boy didn't stop swallowing his food and asked with a whimper.

"Haha, there are my tooth marks on the steamed buns." The tall boy smiled evilly.

The poor boy glared at the tall boy, threw away the steamed bun in his hand without hesitation, and went to pick up and eat another steamed bun, but the tall boy said unrelentingly: "Who asked you to throw away my baby steamed bun?" ”

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