I'm back in 1990

Chapter 179: Ding 1's Dream

Since Dong Ling took the initiative to find Ding Yi, Ding Yi has rarely eaten with his roommates in room 222.

Every morning he would take Dong Ling by taxi to various star-rated hotels for a buffet breakfast. Dong Ling, who came from a small city, had never seen such a dining style before.

The food was plentiful and varied, and most of the diners were foreigners.

Take the plate and choose whatever you like. Ding Yi said you can eat as much as you want, but you can't waste food.

For Dong Ling, not to mention the food, the restaurant's environment alone far surpasses that of the school cafeteria.

In the early 1990s, ordinary people rarely had the opportunity to enter places like hotels and inns. Their luxurious decor made them seem unattainable, and employees who worked there spoke of their workplaces with an air of arrogance.

It seems that working in a star-rated hotel makes one superior, but the expenses there are indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people. After being embellished by these people's exaggerated language, star-rated hotels and guesthouses are regarded as high-class places in the minds of ordinary people.

Once, a family had overseas relatives come to visit. The relatives took them to a hotel for a meal, and the family bragged about the meal to their neighbors for a week after they returned home.

No matter the era, there are always some places that ordinary people can only look up to but never reach. Status or money draws an insurmountable chasm, preventing ordinary people from entering.

Only a very few ordinary people are able to go inside and take a look, led by someone who has free access to such places, and Dong Ling happens to be one of those ordinary people.

After visiting once, Dong Ling returned to her dormitory and told her roommates about her experience.

Whether they scoffed inwardly, sneered outwardly, or were incredibly envious, these girls were both curious and longing for the place Dong Ling described.

Dong Ling's vanity was greatly satisfied at this moment; she enjoyed seeing her roommates' envious and jealous expressions.

That's nothing compared to what Ding Yi thoughtfully prepared for her—a whole series of deluxe meals. This was just the appetizer.

"Come on, do it like this: knife in your left hand, fork in your right. Hold the lamb chop with the fork and gently cut it with the knife in your left hand, just like that!" Ding Yi was teaching Dong Ling how to use a knife and fork to eat in a high-end Western restaurant.

A pristine white tablecloth, elegant music, red wine, champagne, and fresh flowers.

A French meal consists of thirteen courses, starting with a cold appetizer, soup, a hot appetizer, fish, and now we're finally getting to the main course.

The tender and juicy lamb chops were exceptionally delicious in my mouth. Dong Ling had never experienced this feeling before.

She imitated Ding Yi, raised her wine glass, clinked it with Ding Yi's, and then drank it all in one gulp.

Ding Yi looked at her and laughed, "That's not how you drink red wine. Do you think it's like soda? Just take a small sip, like I am."

Ding Yi patiently taught Dong Ling again.

Dong Ling felt like she knew nothing here. If it weren't for Ding Yi, she didn't know how embarrassed she would have been.

Seeing that the waiter was about to bring out more dishes, Dong Ling whispered to Ding Yi, "Are there any more dishes?"

"A typical French meal usually consists of thirteen courses. Lamb chops are the main course, followed by hot appetizers, cold appetizers, fruit syrup, roast meat or salad, a vegetable dish, a dessert, an appetizer, and finally a dessert."

Dong Ling covered her mouth and exclaimed in surprise, "There's still so much? How can we possibly finish all of this?"

"There's a wide variety of dishes, and the portions are all calculated based on one person's appetite, so you can eat with peace of mind."

The two spent two hours eating a French meal. Ding Yi also told Dong Ling that eating French food should be done slowly, as savoring the food slowly is the ultimate enjoyment.

After a few buffet breakfasts, Ding Yi managed to get Dong Ling's hand in his grasp. Today, when they finished their French meal and were leaving, Dong Ling took Ding Yi's arm.

Ding Yi sneered inwardly. The two of them had spent over 800 yuan on the meal, including red wine and dishes. It seemed to have a good effect!

But this is just the beginning. The real challenge is yet to come.

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After escorting Dong Ling back to her dormitory, Ding Yi returned to his own dormitory under Dong Ling's reluctant gaze.

Back in the dorm, Ding Yi lay down on Chen Zhe's bed and let out a long sigh: "I'm exhausted. I had such a hard time pretending."

Huang Xiaochuan, always quick with a sharp tongue, followed up Ding Yi's words with, "Yeah, pretending to be cool is tiring. Ding Gungun, you've worked hard."

Wu Duo also offered a word of advice: "Old Ding, why bother with all this? Just dump that woman. You brought this on yourself."

Chen Zhe said, "Old Ding, I stuffed my socks under my pillow, I haven't had time to wash them yet."

Upon hearing this, Ding Yi jumped up as if he'd been electrocuted: "Holy crap!"

When Ding got up, he realized he had been tricked by Chen Zhe. That guy had also gone astray, and he sat there laughing happily.

Huang Xiaochuan, always eager for drama, asked, "Where did you take Dong Ling this night?"

Ding pushed Chen Zhe inside and sat down right next to him.

"I took her out for Western food to broaden her horizons."

Huang Xiaochuan was sitting on the bed, talking and drawing at the same time. When he heard Ding Yi's words, he joked with him, "Old Ding, you'd better watch out, or you won't be able to shake off this Dong Ling."

Ding Yi said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I definitely won't let her cling to me like a leech. As long as I haven't slept with her, I don't need to worry."

Wu Duo put down his book: "I believe you don't want to sleep with her, but what if that Dong Ling wants to sleep with you?"

Ding Yi: "??? Uh???"

Huang Xiaochuan chimed in, "I don't believe you can resist! Who got the blanket dirty the other day? They even skipped class to take it home and get a new one. Do you think we don't know?"

Ding Yi angrily pointed at Huang Xiaochuan: "Damn it, Huang Xiaochuan, why are you staring at me in the middle of the night? Do you have a problem with your sexual orientation? Let me tell you, I don't like men."

"Pah! I don't like men either. You slept head-to-head with me, and you woke me up in the middle of the night with your erotic dreams and moaning. Otherwise, I wouldn't know."

Zhang Gaolei, who lived in the lower bunk of Ding Yi's room, raised his hand and said, "I can vouch for it. Xiao Chuan was right. I heard and saw it too. Old Ding was busy changing his underwear in the middle of the night."

When Wu Duo and Chen Zhe heard about this story, they immediately became excited.

Wu Duo wanted to know more, so he pressed Huang Xiaochuan and Zhang Gaolei, "Is that so? Tell me quickly, how did Lao Ding moan last night?"

Huang Xiaochuan said to Zhang Gaolei, "Old Zhang, you should learn from me. I'm not good with words and can't learn."

Zhang Gaolei was also unwilling to learn: "I don't know how either. Lao Ding's voice is too unique; there's no way to learn it."

Suddenly, Zhang Gaolei slapped his thigh: "That's right, everyone's heard the sound of an old cat in heat, right? It sounds a bit like that!"

Except for Ding Yi, the others were laughing hysterically.

"Hahahahaha!"

Enraged, Ding Yi grabbed Chen Zhe by the neck and shook him violently: "I'll teach you to laugh!"

After Huang Xiaochuan finished laughing, he advised, "Alright, alright, let Old Chen go. He didn't say you were moaning like an old cat in heat."

Wu Duo also advised, "We've gone off-topic. We're discussing whether Lao Ding can handle it." "How did this get to Old Ding's erotic dream?"

Ding Yi said angrily, "How about we make a bet? A seafood feast on Huanghe Road. If I lose, I'll treat you all; if you lose, you each have to treat me to a meal."

Upon hearing this, the group tacitly changed the subject.

Huang Xiaochuan put his arm around Wu Duo's shoulder: "Squad leader, I need to talk to you about something. Let's go outside!"

"I see? Let's go then!"

Zhang Gaolei stood up and said, "Old Chen, would you like to come with me to the restroom?"

Chen Zhe quickly climbed over the table and ran out with Zhang Gaolei.

Ding Yi was left alone in the dormitory, pointing to his middle finger.