Chapter 16: lunch

Grande has never been so noisy!
Lola is still lying. At this time, in the Grand backyard, there are more than forty children rushing around like little lunatics! In addition, the little masters and young ladies in the West End, the only two adults, Teacher Cuisha and the physical education teacher who once met at Paisin Station, ugly, kept apologizing in front of Zac. ◆ ● Bayi? Chinese? Web www.81zw.com ▼
Wrong, there are more than two adults, there are three, three guys sitting in the driver's seat of the Leipter school bus and enjoying the free fried chicken!
They don't care about the little guys who are rushing around, they only recruit Kepler and Lola after their plates are empty, "Hey! You two, go get some for us, otherwise, we will start school and tell Principal, what did you do ~ "
Then the two girls could only go to the kitchen with their fate, urge Alice to complain, and finally filled with food, and quickly rolled a few eyes in front of the respectfully delivered to these drivers, presumably cursing them fat and dead. .
Very good, the two girls in the Western District are living like ordinary people.
"It's okay." Zac's eyes twitched a little. Although such a chaotic lunch did not let Zac think of ways to get out of it, but such a noisy Grande was not what Zac expected.
Zac once again gestured to the two Parker elementary school teachers who kept apologizing to himself, and kept a smile on his face, "Grand is rare, uh, hilarious."
A child grabbed Zac's pants with the hand that had just grabbed the fried chicken. "Uncle! How white are you!"
Zac was still smiling and gently removed his small, greasy palm. "Are it delicious?"
"good to eat!"
"Go to the kitchen, don't get robbed. Eight? One ★ Chinese? Chinese? Net. Ww.81 zww.com ■" Zac guided.
"Ah !!!" The little lunatic ran towards the kitchen, his waving, oily palms making his intentions too obvious. Immediately, behind his ass, there was a group of followers who cried and screamed. Back porch. Crowded, shoving each other, squeezing into the little back door ...
"Yes, sorry!" Teacher Cuisha's apology came again.
Zac looked at the crowded back door and still smiled. Nodded, "Teacher Cuisha?"
It ’s not ‘it ’s okay’, Teacher Cuisha was a little stunned, "En?"
"I think you apologize to me here, why not go to the kitchen to help. Or is it better to control these children?"
Please forgive the impatience that the vampire showed when facing a group of children. Please recall carefully, recently, has Zac's clothes been destroyed a lot? Before his tailor, Morinlin, the reader, sent him two sets of rags, but he still received the full amount, Zac's mood at this time was completely understandable. ▲ Eight? One Chinese ▲ ▼ Web www.81zw.com?
Prompt, Morrelin is unhappy that Zac has handed his son Aili to the saints. Although it was n’t Zac ’s fault, Morrillin made it clear that he was just upset. So he finished Matthew's clothes, but gave Zac two sets of rags.
Therefore, Zac's current clothes will be destroyed if one is destroyed. If you can choose, high-movement, fighting, eating ... Destroyed in various activities related to vampires, it is easier to destroy our Zac than to destroy human lunches that vampires do not participate in.
The two teachers looked at each other and were reminded that they hurried towards the crowded children ...
Zac smiled and rubbed his face, glancing at the palm prints on his legs. Sigh, forget it, do the right thing.
Zac walked towards a group of people sitting honestly in the warehouse, the third generation of the West End. The education from an early age kept them in this chaotic lunch. At this time, it seems that it can only be said that it is a loss of etiquette ...
A group of little guys with empty plates watched as Zac approached them. "Sir! Can I go to add?"
Zucker pulled a corner of his mouth and looked at the guy who spoke with courage and courage. He was very lucky and was the younger brother of Falcon's house, Sherlock.
"As for it." Zac seemed too lazy to pretend to be in front of this group of children in the West End, they were not their parents. No, "It's just fried chicken, the cooks at your estate don't bother to make fast food."
"You are wrong!" Kepler came from behind, please add white eyes, "Not disdainful, not at all! You think our parents will allow us to eat these things!"
Zac turned his head, watching Kepler as if he was extremely tired, and found a haystack to sit down softly, and Lola rushed over, squeezing Kepler, and the two were paralyzed together, very pitiful.
Lola said, "You should see how Kepler and I were at the first free lunch at Ripter." It seemed to be full of embarrassing memories. "We tried to let the aunt in the cafeteria come home with us. ! "
Zac raised his eyebrows and almost ignored them. What kind of people are these kids in front of? I'm afraid I don't know what the life of civilians is like before I leave West District and high school. Do n’t refute, as I said before about the social makeup of the Western District, they, and the people who serve them, the people who serve them, are not civilians, they are, um, the people who serve them.
Alice chose to make fried chicken, and it turned out to be cheating! Those Parker Elementary School kids may be happy as long as the lunch is not a cold sandwich! And these children in the West District, if they want to please them, maybe they don't need any high-end and exquisite things. The more relaxed and casual the food, the better!
"Can I eat these every day in high school?" The impatient guy can't wait to ask! Zac doesn't know.
Kepler rolled his eyes at the question, "Tiantian ?! You are okay, anyway, your father is also a fat man, no matter what you do, no one cares. But you better be optimistic about your sister, why do you think I joined the cheerleading team?" ! I like nothing tossing around on the playground! "
Uh, girl!
Lola pushed Kepler a bit, but did not refute ...
Zac noticed the girls among these people, including the sister of the Falken family, empty the plate, hesitated to pick up, put down, pick up, put down, and so on. Actually, he listened to Kepler's words. This little Falken's little girl, whether he had seen it or heard it, was not all happy with Kepler.
But this is what Zac would like to see, and Zac found a little opening.
Zac took Sherlock's plate, "Do you want more?"
It seemed that Shylock at the age of 7 or 8 hesitated. He looked at Zac and the kid he just asked. "I don't want to be fat ..."
"You're the fat one!" The kid Zac didn't know jumped up.
Seems to be in dispute?
Zac took the other party's plate directly and said loudly like a master, "Honestly wait! Before you little guys go to high school, there is only one chance today, and no one will get fat for a lunch . Who needs to add now. "
Zac's hands were filled with plates.
Zac twitched his lips, and when he turned around, someone already said, "Sister Kepler, what else in high school ..." (To be continued.)