On the new Monday, everyone at the House of Masters began to gather in the new company warehouse behind the club building.

Now it's not so much a gathering as a club event or clocking in to work, because here, the club members also have to assist Yuko in completing her business tasks.

Fortunately, Lu Fan had already arranged the respective positions of the members before, so now they are performing their own duties, and it seems that the scene is not so chaotic.

The gray-haired senior Zhao Kejin, wearing reading glasses, sits in front of his laptop, tapping on the keyboard, and he is making a promotional webpage for Wanshi Technology.

This website is the face of the company, not only to promote the company's new products, but also to deal with various inspections by the school board and the student council.

So Zhao Kejin didn't dare to slack off, and concentrated on adjusting every detail of the web page, and the walnut cane fell on the ground next to him, he didn't pay attention, still staring at the screen intently.

A cup of wolfberry tea was steaming on the table next to Zhao Kejin. Since he became a gray-haired old man because of the liver explosion mobile game, Zhao Kejin has never touched drinks like cola or coffee, and fixed a cup of wolfberry to make tea every day.

However, the other people in Wanshiwu felt that if this guy didn't control the habit of cultivating immortal liver mobile games all night, I'm afraid this kind of health preservation method would be useless.

Not far from Zhao Kejin's side, sat Xu Yuanyuan, who was concentrating on painting with a paintbrush.

Since Xu Yuanyuan showed his painting skills when he joined Wanshiwu, he has become a recognized big touch in the club. Now she's working on a header map for the company's website.

However, instead of ordinary paper and brushes, she uses a device called a "pen tablet", which is connected to a computer and can automatically display and store the patterns drawn by the painter on the computer, which is very convenient.

Xu Yuanyuan, who was concentrating on painting, pursed his small mouth, and occasionally pulled his shoulder-length student's long hair behind his ears, this well-behaved and serious appearance made people feel pity when they saw it.

From time to time, she turned her head to exchange a few sentences with Zhao Kejin, and changed her works according to Zhao Kejin's request.

In the open space next to the two people, a red carpet was laid out, and various shooting equipment such as fill lights and reflectors were placed around the carpet.

Mo Xiaoxuan, the club's women's clothing boss, is standing on the red carpet in a pure and lovely white dress.

Holding his high-end SLR camera, Chen Guangyao clicked photos in front of the carpet to Xiaoxuan, and after taking a few photos, he asked Xiaoxuan to change her posture and adjust the reflectors and fill lights from time to time.

Xiaoxuan, as the image spokesperson of Wanshi Technology, is now shooting a new promotional poster for the company.

These photos are all set against the backdrop of the factory floor in the background. The industrial equipment full of tough guy metal mechanical style is in stark contrast to Xiaoxuan's softness.

According to Chen Guangyao, this contrast reflects the charm of the company, although Lu Fan does not know what kind of charm can be reflected in taking this kind of photo. But since the business consultant is Chen Guangyao, let him toss.

"Come, Xiaoxuan, the posture is coquettish again...... Ahem, I mean, a little more elegant. Chen Guangyao smiled hehehe, and gave various instructions to Xiaoxuan.

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat: What do you want to do to Xiaoxuan?

Xiao Xuan blushed and asked softly, "Eh...... You, you're saying, lift your skirt a little more? ”

"Yes, yes, a little bit more...... Yes, yes, a little higher...... It's almost ......" Chen Guangyao held the camera, his eyes gradually became obscene, and the yellow hair on his head became brighter and brighter.

With a snap, Tao Xueran and Yuko Sakura next to him knocked Chen Guangyao on the head with a book - they really couldn't stand it.

As the company's financial officer, Tao Xueran is holding the account book and counting the accounts of every raw material purchase with Youzi. As the future heir of the Qingsong Group, Tao Xueran has received education in this area since he was a child, so he is also familiar with it.

Tao Xueran, a black and straight beauty, and Youzi, a sick and delicate beauty with a bobo, chatted about things from head to ear, and laughed from time to time, which was a very beautiful landscape.

Not far behind the two girls is a small room, which is now converted into a kitchen, where the company's chef Chu Xiong is sweating and cooking dinner for everyone.

Because the family opened a restaurant, Chu Xiong inherited a lot of his father's cooking skills, and stir-fried vegetables there, it was quite like that, the smell of oil smoke and the sound of stir-frying suddenly made this place full of life.

Lu Fan lay on a rattan chair, leisurely watching all this, and seemed to be very satisfied with this orderly scene.

At this time, he was holding a book in his hand, on which was a bunch of chicken soup for the soul that fooled people, Lu Fan felt that in order to maximize the effect, he had to master more chicken soup.

So he is also taking advantage of this gap to make up for a little poisonous chicken soup, and strive to hit more critical hits when the time comes.

Next to Lu Fan's rattan chair, there was a small square stool, and Ilya was sitting on the small stool obediently like a pet cat. She held her white silk calves in both hands, and her little head turned left and right, looking here and there for a while.

As the only idler in the club, Ilya obviously felt a little cramped and uneasy, but Lu Fan kept comforting her: "It's okay, that's what the beckoning cat does, you did a great job." ”

Ilya had also asked the people around her if they needed help, but they were kind enough to tell her no, and she sat back down.

After sitting on the stool for a while, Ilya suddenly twitched her nose and her ears pricked up—she smelled the smell of food wafting from the kitchen.

Then she got up and walked to the kitchen door, her little head poking her head in, her tail wagging from side to side.

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, she blushed and sat down on the stool again.

After waiting a while, Ilya got up again and went to the kitchen door, then returned......

After watching it back and forth a few times, everyone broke out in a cold sweat, and finally knew why - this thing was hungry.

Fortunately, in less than a few minutes, the dish was ready.

Chu Xiong set up a large round table in the middle of the storeroom, and then beckoned everyone to put down their work and eat.

The girls helped put the rice from the rice cooker into the bowl, while Chu Xiong began to put the dishes on the table one by one.

"Braised eggplant!" Chu Xiong shouted as the shopkeeper in his own restaurant and put a dish on the table.

"Fish-flavored eggplant is coming!" Then another plate followed.

"Hand eggplant!" Then another plate followed.

"Sauce fried eggplant!" Then another plate followed.

"Here comes the braised eggplant!" Then another plate followed.

"Here comes the garlic eggplant!" Then another plate followed.

"Here comes the eggplant!" Then another plate followed.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Lu Fan waved his hand and interjected, "This ...... Why are these all eggplants? ”

"Huh?" Chu Xiong wiped the sweat on his face with his big fat hand, "What a good vegetable eggplant is, eating more eggplant is good for your body." ”

Of course, this is just what he said on the surface, and the deeper reason is that since he sang a song with the singer in the classroom, Chu Xiong has been obsessed with this virtual idol.

Therefore, in order to be able to sing more smoothly when they meet next time, Chu Xiong went to the kitchen at home every day to steal eggplants, and quietly practiced singing while throwing eggplants in the room.

He felt that this was a pilgrimage-like ritual, so it was not formal to use fresh eggplant every day, and only a true idol house could understand!

But the consequence of this pilgrimage is that there is more and more eggplant backlog in the room, so today he came to clear the stock.

Looking at the changing faces of everyone at the table, Chu Xiong's big fat face smiled: "Haha, teasing you, there are other dishes in the back." ”

After that, he served some common home-cooked dishes such as stewed mushrooms with chicken, roasted pig's trotters in sauce, sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed carp, etc., and the table was full of colors, flavors, and flavors.

After everyone sat down at the round table, Lu Fan raised his chopsticks and said, "Okay, seeing that everyone is hungry, let's eat something to cushion our stomachs first." ”

After speaking, Ilya, who was sitting on Lu Fan's right hand, raised her chopsticks, and then began to pick up rice in her mouth.

After a few seconds, she suddenly remembered something, took out a fresh-keeping bento box from the small schoolbag beside her, put it on the table and opened it, and began to eat meat from it.

Everyone's attention was immediately attracted by this bento box, and they saw that there was still half of the bacon dish left.

Lu Fan explained: "Oh, this is the lunch box I made for Ilya last night, it is estimated that she didn't finish it at noon after making too much, and she was afraid of wasting it, so she took it out again, if you don't dislike it, you can also taste it, of course, the craftsmanship is not as good as Chu Xiong." ”

"Huh? This is what you did dude? Then I'll have to taste it. Chu Xiong said, stretched out his chopsticks and put a piece in his mouth.

chewed, and then he gave a thumbs up: ", this taste is amazing, where can you compare to me, you are too modest!" I have long heard that the cooking skills of the Lu Fan brothers and sisters are comparable to the three-star Michelin chefs. ”

As soon as he said this, everyone at the table curiously picked up the meat from the bento box, and then they were full of praise.

"Does Lu Fan make a bento for Ilya every day now?" Chen Guangyao asked as he ate.

"That's right." Lu Fan nodded helplessly and glanced at Ilya next to him. This little ancestor sent by the Dimensional Administration, of course, he can't afford to slack off.

At this time, Ilya buried her little head in the big bowl and ate happily, her tail wagging from side to side.

Lu Fan looked at it in a cold sweat: Is this guy a cat or a dog?

"Eh, eh, eat slowly, eat slowly, no one will rob you." He reluctantly took out a tissue, helped Ilya wipe off the rice grains on her little face, and then used chopsticks to put a few pieces of bacon in her bowl.

At the same time, he sighed in his heart: I think about how arrogant and iron-clad Ilya was when she first appeared! I just didn't expect that after being served by myself for so many days, she has now eaten this virtue, and I don't know if she will be angry to death after the leaders of the Dimensional Administration Bureau see it.

"Uh...... How do you say it......" Chu Xiong touched his fat head, "I feel that the relationship between Lu Fan and Ilia is a bit like that of an old father and daughter......"

"No, it's obviously the owner and the pet......" Chen Guangyao smiled hehehe.

At this time, Tao Xueran, who was sitting next to Lu Fan's left hand, looked at this scene with envy and loss.

Of course, this look was fleeting, and she quickly tried to regain her composure, and continued to eat the piece of bacon she had picked up quietly, in small bites, and with her head down, but gradually lost her mind a little as she ate.

Xu Yuanyuan, who was on her left, kept lowering his head and burying his face in his bangs, neither using chopsticks to pick up a piece of bacon made by Lu Fan, nor looking up at Lu Fan, as if he was deliberately avoiding all this.

"Huh?" This scene was captured by Yuko Sakura, who was sitting directly opposite, and she immediately showed a hint of interest, and then picked up a piece of bacon in the lunch box with chopsticks, and muttered thoughtfully: "Hey...... This piece of fresh meat is really sinful! ”

"Forehead......" Lu Fan said with a confused face: "Youzi, you are from the island country, if you are not used to Chinese cuisine, you don't have to be reluctant, my skills are not very good......"

"No, no, no." Yuko lazily observed the bacon with her chopsticks, "Your cooking is delicious, the problem may be that it is too delicious...... Hey, what am I talking about, you just don't say anything, well......"

Yuko sighed.

This...... It's probably youth, just like this piece of dried plum and bacon in chopsticks, sweet and sour, and sweet reveals a hint of bitterness.

If you hadn't met Sally in the orphanage, you hadn't locked yourself in the lab all day, you hadn't poured your student days into the tears of truth, and you hadn't been poisoned by Ryo Suzuki and turned into the feared Yaksha King......

She probably spent her youth in school like many of her peers.

Yuko doesn't say anything, whether she is a little envious of these troubled young people in front of her, or whether she has completely become a bystander.

Thinking like this, a picture gradually appeared in her mind: in the small room of the orphanage, the little blonde girl, sitting by the window against the light, and the setting sun cast a lonely and thin figure on the floor of the small room......

Thinking of this, Yuko knew that she was sure of one thing: if she was given another chance to choose, she would still do her best to save Sally and do her best to make True Tears.

Only by doing so can there be more future teenagers and girls who can live an ordinary youth life and worry about love ordinarily.

This is the life that belongs to her Yuko Sakura, the bond that belongs to her Yuko Sakura, and the fate that belongs to her Yuko Sakura......