016. Liu Shu said he was distressed

Liu Shu has been distressed recently.

When he was not a senior in high school, he had always had a good appetite, and the palm-sized bowl of rice in the school could be eaten four bowls in a row without stopping, and the dishes in the school cafeteria could always be eaten cleanly by ordering two or three servings.

But since he entered the third year of high school, especially after becoming a reserve for the college entrance examination, Liu Shu's appetite has become worse and worse.

Although he knew that it might be because of too much pressure, Liu Shu just couldn't relieve his pressure, even if he had eaten all kinds of appetizing foods.

Hawthorn slices, spicy and sour olives or mustard, all kinds of appetizers he has tried, but he just can't make himself appetite.

Some time ago, when he just entered the second semester of his third year of high school, he could still eat two bowls of a meal, but the college entrance examination was getting closer and closer, and the pressure in his heart was getting bigger and bigger, and he was desperate to find that he couldn't eat even half a bowl of gruel.

Although he knew that he should eat more to ensure that he had enough physical and mental strength, he just couldn't raise a little appetite.

As a result, he began to become weak, and although he listened carefully to the lectures every day, he was still uncontrollably drowsy.

On the Tuesday after the audition, Liu Shu and Wang Chang came to the school cafeteria.

He glanced at the dazzling dishes in the cafeteria, and then glanced at the two large buckets of dry rice, only to feel that his stomach was twitching, but he couldn't raise any appetite.

"No appetite ......"

Liu Shu sighed lightly, asked for a cauliflower at random, then took the cauliflower to eat a little more, and found a corner where no one was there to sit down.

Looking at the lunch on the plate, Liu Shu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and added a cauliflower to his mouth, but it was difficult to swallow.

The taste is okay, but I just can't eat it.

He covered his hungry and whining stomach, and looked up at Wang Chang, who was sitting opposite him.

"What? Don't have an appetite? ”

Wang Chang's plate was full of all kinds of meat dishes, he put a piece of braised pork in his mouth and chewed it in a big mouthful, and asked Liu Shu in vague words.

"You've been having trouble lately, haven't you? I let you eat hawthorn, have you eaten it? ”

Wang Chang, this guy, obviously didn't have the embarrassed appearance when he got along with Liu Shu when he was alone with Liu Shu.

"I've eaten it, but I still don't have an appetite."

Liu Shu reluctantly took out a small bag of hawthorn from his pocket, put it on the table, held his cheek with one hand and said, "Maybe it's too much pressure, right?" You too, why are you still heartless in your third year of high school? ”

"Huh? I'm serious in class every day, okay? ”

Wang Chang said with a disdainful face: "Dad, I play with my mobile phone and computer after class every day to tease your sister, and my grades are better than yours!" ”

The corners of Liu Shu's mouth twitched, especially when he heard the words "tease your sister", he couldn't spit out his stomach:

"I mean, how did you adjust your mentality?"

"Just play every day."

Wang Chang yawned: "I was a little late to beat the king yesterday, so I didn't sleep well, and I'll sleep for a while when I go back to class." ”

"Okay."

Liu Shu had nothing to say and took out his mobile phone.

I didn't have an appetite to eat, and I didn't bring books to the cafeteria, and Liu Shu was a person who couldn't be idle, so he simply clicked on the starting point APP and prepared to read Liu Xi's novels.

A few days ago, Liu Shu read a chapter of the novel called "Food Supplier" at the request of Liu Xi, and at that time I only thought that the writing of this book was good, at least the writing was not something that a poor student like his sister could write.

Now that I have nothing to do, I just continue to watch.

"You still read novels, huh?"

Wang Chang poked his head curiously to look at Liu Shu's mobile phone screen: "Don't you only read famous books?" ”

"My sister wrote a novel, I'll see how it's written."

"Liu Xi wrote it?" Wang Chang was obviously more surprised than Liu Shu at the beginning, and the decibel instantly increased by a notch, "? Her little sister can write novels? ”

"Little sister?"

Liu Shu squinted at him, with a threatening tone in his tone: "Believe it or not, you can't be with Liu Xi in your life?" ”

"Brother-in-law, I was wrong!"

Although Liu Shu also thinks that Liu Xi is a little sister in his heart, it is one thing to think to himself, and it is another thing to let outsiders say it, okay?

He ignored Wang Chang, who was immersed in eating, and began to concentrate on reading Liu Xi's novels.

The writing is not bad, although it is not as good as those famous books, but at least there is no problem in the description, it is easy to understand, and the connection of the plot is also very smooth.

After reading the first few chapters, Liu Shu nodded lightly, but he didn't realize that his unlearned sister could write this kind of novel one day.

Continuing to look down, the plot enters the plot of making egg fried rice.

Liu Shu frowned slightly, looking at the description of the pair of egg fried rice.

"The eggs are all wrapped in the rice, and the eggs are mixed with the rice that exudes a rich aroma when heated, and the rice grains are distinct and golden, and they are loosely stacked together, like the golden rice harvested in autumn......

may be because of the long-term loss of appetite, Liu Shu looked at this description, combined with the descriptions of Xiangshui rice and preferred eggs in the next paragraph, and the saliva in his mouth actually began to secrete uncontrollably.

He kept swallowing his saliva, and his mind involuntarily converted the text into a picture.

Looking at the plate of golden, colorful, fragrant fried rice in his mind, his stomach suddenly "growled" twice.

Looking up at the humble dish on his plate, and then at the lump of dry rice sticking together, Liu Shu suddenly asked, "Wang Chang, does the canteen sell fried rice?" ”

"Why do you suddenly want to eat fried rice?"

Wang Chang looked up suspiciously and replied, "If you want to eat fried rice, you have to eat it outside the school, the canteen doesn't sell it, right?" ”

"Then let's go!"

"I haven't finished eating yet! Which one are you? ”

"I just want to eat it all of a sudden!" Liu Shu stood up, grabbed Wang Chang's arm and dragged him out, "Let's go!" Eat Golden Fried Rice! ”

Liu Shu: Is there something wrong with your head?

Wang Chang was dragged out of the school with a confused face, and watched Liu Shu order a fried rice in the Shaxian snack outside the school.

Liu Shu hasn't wanted to eat something for a long time, he used to like to eat barbecue, but since he was in his third year of high school, whether it was his favorite barbecue or any delicacies from the mountains and seas, he couldn't be interested, but it was just a description of a novel, but it actually made him appetite.

My sister is too powerful now, right?

He was thinking that the fried rice was brought to him by the boss, but just one glance, Liu Shu's face changed.

The fried rice grains are sticky together, the color is dull, it seems to be made of soy sauce to adjust the color, but this color makes people can't arouse any appetite at all, this plate of fried rice also exudes a warm aroma, but the aroma is a rich inferior oil fragrance, and even makes Liu Shu, a guy who has lost his appetite, a little nauseated.

Mmp!