Stir-fried tofu with green pepper, shredded fish-flavored pork, stir-fried meat with bitter gourd and scrambled eggs with tomato are divided into four directions, the fragrant and attractive duck vermicelli pot is surrounded in the center, although there are no novelty dishes, but the color and flavor are complete, and the sweet, sour, bitter and spicy are all there, which makes people look away.

Seeing that Mi Meng, Fan Li, Liu Jue and Bai Fan were all so enthusiastic, Yao Yi was no longer polite, and sat down at the small round table after changing his shoes. He was indeed hungry, he basically didn't touch the boxed lunch that Principal Li bought at noon, from a bowl of preserved egg and lean porridge in the morning, to now he hasn't eaten for nearly twelve hours, and he is already hungry.

"Let's start~~~" Mi Meng was the first to get off the chopsticks, and the speed of picking up vegetables was beyond Yao Yi's imagination, and in the blink of an eye, he stuffed his small mouth into a bulging bag, like a little hamster hiding food.

With Mi Meng as an example, Yao Yi is not far behind, putting aside the dining etiquette and feasting.

The other three looked at each other and laughed, not laughing, but laughing.

"It's been a long time since I've tasted Fan Li's cooking, so I'll see if my skills have improved. ”

After speaking, Bai Fan, who was still talking about losing weight just now, first filled himself with a bowl of duck soup, and then took an extra porcelain bowl with a bowl full of rice.

Liu Jue reminded with a smile: "Sister Bai, it's good to go on a diet." ”

said so, but the movements in his hands were different, and while he was talking, he was still picking vegetables for Bai Fan.

"Seeing that they are eating so deliciously, my appetite has improved, so let's go on a diet tomorrow. Bai Fan said, looking down at his figure, thinking that he was still qualified to enjoy the food, so he opened his mouth reassuringly.

Mi Meng quickly inserted the topic: "Dieting can't lose weight, not eating will only make the body enter energy-saving mode, reduce the speed of metabolism, and then the body will consume fewer calories, in case you can't help but eat more in the middle of the diet, it's easier to get fat! ”

"Really?" Bai Fan was skeptical.

Do you want to break the rule of not saying anything?

Yao Yi only hesitated for a second, and then found that their topic had jumped to which is better, gymnastics or yoga, and after a few seconds, it became what gyms were nearby, and then the coaches in the gym, the pink stories or accidents of the coaches and some female students, and then it became the new autumn style of so-and-so......

Even if Yao Yi was active in thinking, he couldn't keep up with the rhythm of this conversation, so he simply gave up the idea of joining the chatter and honestly became an audience.

"Eh, by the way, what have you been writing lately? I just found out yesterday that I have a best friend's husband who is an editor at a publishing house, and I sent him your previous works to his mailbox, and he was very interested. ”

I don't know what kind of spinning and jumping I experienced in the middle, and when everyone was eating about the same, Bai Fan suddenly mentioned this topic, which made Yao Yi unconsciously prick up his ears.

Mi Meng is twenty years old this year, normally speaking, she should be in college, or go directly into society like Yao Yi, but Mi Meng seems to be staying in the rental house for the rest of the time except for selling bookmarks in the past two days, although Yao Yi is curious, she does not inquire into her privacy without permission.

Listening to Bai Fan's meaning, Mi Meng is actually a writer?

"Are you a writer?" Yao Yi hurriedly asked.

"No, no, no, I'm not a writer, I just write something. Mi Meng hurriedly explained, not looking humble, but thinking that she was not worthy of being a writer.

"You...... What's your pen name?" Yao Yi asked in a tentative tone, "It can't be Mimeng, right?"

Bai Fan answered this question for Mi Meng: "How can anyone use his real name as a pen name?"

Yao Yi breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What is Mi Meng's pen name?"

"Meng Meng's pen name is millet worm. Bai Fan replied again, "But Mengmeng, my best friend's husband said, your pen name is too literary and artistic, you have to take something like 'Rao Xueman' and 'Ming Xiaoxi', Ming Xiaoxi knows, right? ”

"I know, modern little Qiong Yao~"

Speaking of Ming Xiaoxi, Mi Meng looked reverent, but did not listen to Bai Fan's suggestion.

"But I think the millet worm is very good, don't change it, recently, well, I haven't written anything recently, I'll tell you when I'm inspired! Sister Bai, the best friend you said, is it the one who owes you money?"

"Yes, hey, I'm helpless when I mention it. Bai Fan put down the dishes and chopsticks and stroked his forehead with his hand to make a headache.

"What's wrong?" Liu Jue asked, "Will your girlfriend still owe money, and how much do you owe?"

"50,000, her parents are quite rich, and it doesn't seem like she deliberately dragged it back, maybe she forgot, and I'm embarrassed to mention it, I don't want to hurt my feelings. ”

After saying that, Bai Fan smiled bitterly.

Yao Yi can understand Bai Fan's depression, with her straightforward and neat style, it is most uncomfortable to encounter this kind of thing, out of the good character of helping others, Yao Yi took the initiative to give advice to Bai Fan.

"Sister Bai, this is not difficult. Sister Liu, Mi Meng, is there mahjong in the house?"

"There's a pair, what's wrong?" Liu Jue couldn't see the connection between the two, and wondered, "You want to play mahjong?"

"No, set the table mahjong and collect debts for Sister Bai. ”

Yao Yi had a bad taste, no longer explained, deliberately hung people's appetites, moved the food on the table, put the mahjong plate on the table, made up a good deck of cards and put the rest of the cards on the table decently, commanded Mi Meng and Liu Jue to sit in a position with him, and then said to Bai Fan: "Take a photo, take your cards, send it to her, and ask her what you lack." ”

Bai Fan looked at it fixedly, immediately saw the mystery, laughed and scolded the clever ghost, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his best friend's Q*Q.

Driven by curiosity, Mi Meng and Liu Jue left their seats, and their heads poked into Bai Fan's side, one left and one right, staring at her mobile phone screen.

On the screen, there is a dialog box of Bai Fan and his girlfriend:

[Yangfan: Are you here? Can you play mahjong?]

[Cold and warm self-knowledge: will :) What, three are missing one?]

[Yangfan: Help me see, how do I fight?]

[Cold and warm self-knowledge: all the same, lack of 50,000. ] 】

[Self-knowledge: ......]

[I know myself: I borrowed 50,000 yuan from you last time, and I almost forgot it, I will transfer it to you from online banking in a while, or transfer it tomorrow. 】

[Cold and warm self-knowledge: I'm sorry :) There have been too many things recently, and I'm busy and dizzy!/qiao]

[Yangfan: It's okay, you don't say I forgot, let's play cards first, let's talk!]

"Is that okay?"

After the surprise, Liu Jue covered his mouth and snickered.

"Hey, what's going on?"

Mi Meng, who couldn't play mahjong, looked confused, and Liu Jue and Bai Fan explained to her one by one.

"It's a lot of fun. Mi Meng clapped her hands after hearing this, and then sighed, "Hey, mahjong is at least 10,000, but my classmates only owe me 500." ”

Bai Fan laughed: "That's not easy, you send a photo of Wu Bai and sing "Norwegian Wood". ”

"Oh, yes!" Mi Meng suddenly brightened.

Yao Yi couldn't help but laugh, and applauded himself, applauding this excellent routine through time and space.

The atmosphere in the living room was joyful, and no one noticed that Fan Li, who had a gloomy face, walked to the balcony with his mobile phone in his hand.