&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp天空阴霾,好似又要下一场漂泊大雨。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“我说莫秋怀,你手别抖啊!”饭堂里一名弟子担忧地喝道。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp只见莫秋怀小手一抖,大勺里的芹菜炒肉只剩芹菜,不见肉。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“我去!你故意的吧?你这手得治,知道不?”那名弟子哀怨地捧着自己的饭碗离开了。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp此时莫秋怀的心情有点郁闷又有点兴奋。郁闷是因为饭堂打菜大妈请假了,华南皮为了剥夺他的剩余价值,直接让他顶上。兴奋是他从未想过,自己有朝一日,也能练成抖勺神技。从当年学校食堂受害者到如今施害者的角色转变,就是爽啊。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“秋怀师弟,能不能给师姐多打点肉啊。”墨芸走了过来,娇滴滴地问道。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp没想到这个差事还不错,竟有美女师姐投怀送抱。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“好嘞。”墨秋怀使劲用力挖了一大勺,肉质满满。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp长长的队伍后面传来一片鄙视的唏嘘声。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“谢谢师弟。”莫芸对莫秋怀俏皮地眨了眨眼睛,顿时莫秋怀感到自己的心都快要融化了。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“你小子能不能有点出息,等你静心修炼成高手,这种货色还不是手到擒来?”莫秋怀脑海里传来墨师的暴怒。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“师父,你不懂爱……”莫秋怀认真地说道。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“屁!老夫寿数百载,肚兜小儿有何颜面在吾面前谈性?哦,不,谈爱?”

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“哟,看不出师傅老司机啊。”莫秋怀又冒出一句墨师听不懂的话。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp午饭已毕,莫秋怀叼着个牙签缓缓走出饭堂大门。