Because they got up early and worked all morning, the five of them ate some instant noodles and bread for lunch and then lay down for a nap that lasted the entire afternoon.
I woke up and looked at the clock; it was almost 5 a.m.
Cheng Zhi had slept for too long and her head was starting to hurt, so she peeked out from behind the curtains to catch her breath.
Zheng Wan, the only one in the dorm with excellent cooking skills, started asking for everyone's opinions: "What should we have for dinner?"
I want to eat McDonald's!
"I want to eat spicy bullfrog!"
"I want to eat at Haidilao!"
"You guys really have wild ideas," Zheng Wan replied casually. "Go back to sleep, you can dream about anything."
After saying that, he turned around and went into the space to prepare the meal without looking back.
Only half an hour later, Zheng Wan came out and told everyone to quickly tidy up and seal the cracks in the door.
Although she didn't know why, Xiao Feiran still used a rag to plug the hole little by little, but she didn't plug it very carefully.
The next second, everyone was shocked. Zheng Wan brought out a plate of golden fried chicken wings and drumsticks, a plate of glistening and fragrant cold bullfrog, and then a hot pot with two broths, one half tomato and the other half spicy and numbing.
"My God, our dream has come true! Wan is Doraemon, isn't she?" Huang Yiyi was completely dumbfounded when she saw the table full of people.
After a two-second pause, Xiao Feiran diligently sealed the door tightly. It smelled so good! If the surrounding dormitories could smell it, they would come over to visit. He tried his best to stuff it in, making sure not a single wisp of fragrance escaped.
"Such a big fuss?" Cheng Zhi picked up a chicken leg and took a bite. In an instant, the crispy skin and tender chicken meat burst with juice in her mouth, filling her mouth with the aroma of meat. She couldn't help but exclaim, "Sister Wan! Aunt Wan! You are my eternal goddess!"
Chen Siyu also picked up a piece of bullfrog with her chopsticks. The meat was tender and smooth, and the spicy and fresh flavor slid over her tongue. She was about to cry. "Waaah, am I going to die? Is this a last burst of energy before I die?"
Zheng Wan patted Chen Siyu's head reassuringly, then withdrew her hand and opened a bottle of beer. Although she was smiling, she was also very serious. "We've been busy since we came back, and we haven't had a proper celebration of our new life yet. Let's have a good meal to celebrate today."
Everyone put down their chopsticks and raised their glasses.
"Respect yourself! Respect the end of the world!"
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