Wu Yazhen yawned and sat down at the dining table.

"Cousin, have you fed Chiaki's breakfast, do you want me to help?"

"I had cat food in his bowl before my run this morning, but if you're interested, you can help prepare it in the future, just pay attention to the amount of cat food and put about two spoonfuls. Guan Lang's voice came from the kitchen.

"Uh-huh. Wu Yazhen silently wrote it down in her heart.

Guan Lang wore pale pink anti-scald gloves and walked out with a small pot of preserved eggs and lean porridge.

He was lazy this morning, and after seasoning the lean meat and pearl rice, he threw it directly into the rice cooker and let it cook, while he went out for a run between cooking porridge and took a shower to sweat, and the porridge happened to be cooked.

Although it is a pot of blind cooking, the taste is not bad.

In the morning, he was in the mood to make breakfast, so he started cooking porridge.

By the way, the interest in cooking has nothing to do with the elevation of glamour to E-level.

It's purely that he suddenly misses this famous snack in Guangdong Province all over the country, he didn't like to eat pork when he was a child, but only it appears in preserved egg and lean porridge is an exception.

He used to let Guan Ma cook it at two ends in the past three days, but unfortunately most of the time he couldn't do it.

Preserved eggs contain a lot of lead, and the child's metabolism is fast, Guan's mother is worried that he will eat too much to affect the development of bones and teeth, and even affect intelligence, so it takes a long time to cook it.

"Table... Cousin?" Wu Yazhen's eyes widened, and her voice suddenly raised her voice as if she was frightened.

"Have you put on makeup, why do you seem to have changed someone!" Wu Yazhen stood up and looked around Guan Lang several times, and said with some shock.

"But... There are also no traces of makeup. Wu Yazhen muttered to herself.

"Maybe I slept soundly last night, and I'm full of energy this morning, right?" Guan Lang explained with a lack of confidence.

The main reason is that he himself can't explain why his temperament changed by leaps and bounds overnight.

Fortunately, the facial features have not changed much, but they are more in line with the aesthetics of ordinary people, otherwise he would have been even more unable to explain it.

Guan Lang could clearly catch the corners of his little cousin's eyes twitching twice.

"Also... Yes, but is the effect of sleep really so big?" Wu Yazhen's little face was a little flustered.

She has stayed up a lot of nights during this time, so how old does she have to be?

Although she usually doesn't pay much attention to dressing up because she is busy with studying, as a girl, she still inevitably cares about her appearance.

At breakfast, Guan Lang bowed his head weakly as a stuffy gourd and Wu Yazhen, who was incarnated as a curious baby, frequently cast his gaze at him.

The two parted ways and went to class separately.

With the experience of the past, Guan Lang took a mask and went out to be a low-key beautiful man.

Guan Lang walked briskly on the road, and when he arrived at the door of the lecture hall, he slightly lowered the peaked cap on his head.

There is no way, there are a lot of acquaintances in the classroom, and in the past few days, they will first disappear "invisibly" for a period of time, and then "show up" during the holidays, and there is a fault buffer of memory, so as not to seem too abrupt.

Quietly work in the corner and put away your bag.

Guan Lang's dress is a bit similar to those big stars who enter and leave the airport.

The surrounding classmates also looked at him curiously, a "weirdo".

But luckily, no one came up to ask.

Just as Guan Lang was rejoicing, a figure sat down beside him.

"Guan Lang, are you so tightly wrapped? Sick? If I hadn't seen your schoolbag, I would have almost missed you. Gao Qianhe patted Guan Lang's shoulder and said with a big grin.

Guan Lang sighed helplessly, he didn't expect to cover it up to such an extent, and it was still a hundred secrets.

Showing his eyes from under the visor, Guan Lang stared at Gao Qianhe and was silent.

Gao Qianhe thought he had guessed correctly, and scratched his head: "You got sick quite suddenly, how were you okay yesterday?

Guan Lang's eyes lit up, but then they darkened again.

He is not really sick, and it is difficult to ask for leave without a case, not to mention that it is also a loss of student duty to delay normal class attendance.

Although if he really wanted to ask for leave, he should still be able to get a fake note, after all, his counselor was Qin Yanxi.

During the class, Gao Qianhe stared at Guan Lang repeatedly in confusion, and stopped talking several times.

I don't know if it's his illusion, I always feel that there is an indescribable strangeness on the other party today, although it is covered so tightly, but I can still vaguely feel it.

However, seeing that Guan Lang seemed to be "sick" very seriously, lying on the table tiredly, he didn't bother the other party too much, but he still couldn't stop being curious, so he kept trying his best to observe, trying to see what was wrong.

And Guan Lang actually wore a hat rarely.

That's not right! Forget about wearing a mask, why do you have to wear a hat in the classroom, and the pressure is so low.

I always feel that it doesn't make sense.

Gao Qianhe tried his best to see Guan Lang's face.

However, Guan Lang's angle was very good, blocking his view impenetrable.

The more Gao Qianhe thought about it, the more wrong it became.

An idea popped into my head. Guan Lang: Isn't there something wrong with your face, such as being bitten by mosquitoes all over your face?

Thinking about it in a different direction now, the more he looked at Guan Lang's cover-up actions, the more suspicious he felt, and the more he was sure of his guess.

Gao Qianhe thought happily in his heart.

He looks really average, and he usually plays with Guan Lang under great pressure at all times.

Now for a while, I suddenly felt a little comforted like a brother.

Gao Qian, who thought he had guessed the truth, looked at Guan Lang sympathetically, smiled, and decided not to debunk the other party's little tricks.

Life is already so difficult, there are some things that should not be debunked.

Gao Qianhe silently praised his kindness in his heart.

Although he lacks a little bit of external beauty, his inner beauty is still the best.

At the end of class, students hurried out of the classroom.

After packing up the pencil case, the two walked out of the back door without hurrying.

However, as soon as he went out, he was stopped by Qin Yanxi, who was "just passing" behind him.

"It just so happens that Guan Lang has something to tell you. ”

When Guan Lang turned around, Qin Yanxi frowned.

"What are you doing dressed like this?"

"Counselor, Guan Lang is sick! I'm going to take him to the school hospital to see a doctor. The empathetic Gao Qianhe immediately stood up to explain the cover for Guan Lang.

Put yourself in his shoes, if it were him, he wouldn't want to be in contact with others at this time.

Qin Yanxi chuckled and shook her head.

She didn't know what the two of them were playing.

But one thing is for sure, Guan Lang can't really be as sick as the classmate A next to him said, as can be seen from his dodgy gaze.

Women are born with a keen sixth sense.

"I have a little personal matter and Guan Lang said, uh-huh......" Qin Yanxi stared at Gao Qianhe with a look of "You should understand what I mean".

Gao Qianhe sighed, threw a look at Guan Lang, "Brother, I can only help you get here", shrugged his shoulders and turned to leave.