Three days later, (Student Council Room)

Miao Yuexin sat at the presiding seat of a long table and walked into the conference room one after another.

"It's going to be good."

"Sister Miao is good."

“……”

Ten minutes later, Miao Yuexin glanced around: "Have you all arrived?" ”

"Wang just went to the game, let me ask you for a leave."

"Hmm" Miao Yuexin nodded slightly: "Is there anyone else who hasn't come?" Seeing that no one spoke, Miao Yuexin cleared her throat: "Ahem, since everything is here, I'll just say a few words." ”

Miao Yuexin stood up from her position and propped her hands on the table: "Everyone should have been notified, our school is going to hold the 'God of Food Competition' recently, how are everyone's preparations, do you still need me to assign it?" ”

"No need."

"Well, in fact, everyone knows their respective tasks, and they can do their jobs well." Miao Yuexin paused: "However, this time the task is more than that, according to the practice of previous years, each class must sign up, and the student union will also send representatives to participate in the competition, last year, our results were not bad, who do we send this year?" ”

No one dares to speak underground, after all, there are really few people who can cook.

"How?" Miao Yuexin looked at the more than fifty people underground: "None of the officials of the various ministries know how to do it. ”

"Sister Miao, there will be a meeting, but they are all going to represent their own class to compete, so let's ...... now"

"Yes." Miao Yuexin nodded: "Who is there below to represent their class to participate in the competition?" ”

A few hands were raised below, and Miao Yuexin squinted at it: "Hmm...... Isn't there a lot of people who didn't participate in the competition, so let's give you half a minute, and you raise your hands yourself, or I'll roll them out. ”

Ten seconds passed, and no one raised their hand.

Twenty seconds passed, and no one raised their hand.

Thirty seconds passed, and no one raised their hand.

"No one raised their hand?" Miao Yuexin asked again: "Okay, then I'll name it." Miao Yuexin pointed to An Xiangqing: "An Xiangqing, you will represent the student union in the competition this year." ”

"Ah, President?" An Xiangqing, who was stunned, was suddenly named, and glanced at Miao Yuexin with a puzzled expression: "I'm me, I'll forget it, I can't cook." ”

"Don't say so much, it's you this year." Miao Yuexin said in an irrefutable tone: "Okay, if there is no problem, let's break the meeting." By the way, the ministers will stay for a while, and I will give you a final explanation. ”

After the meeting ended, several people surrounded Miao Yuexin, and after Miao Yuexin explained one by one, they let them go, and only Miao Yuexin and An Xiangqing were left in the conference room.

"An Xiangqing, the task of your sports department this time is to maintain the order of the entire venue and the safety of the players, of course, there will be teachers watching at that time, but you can't relax. Remember, let the people under you keep their eyes open and look at the dots, remember? ”

"yes, got it." An Xiangqing stood in place, raised his eyelids and glanced at Miao Yuexin.

Miao Yuexin packed up her books, saw An Xiangqing still standing in place, and asked, "What?" Still have questions? ”

"President, this contestant's question ......"

"It's not negotiable, it's you."

"No, Sister Miao, I'm ...... I really don't know how to cook. ”

"I remember when I was at Annais's house, you knew how to cook."

"No, I bought it downstairs to eat or ready-made dishes, take it and heat it, mix it, I haven't cooked since junior high school."

"Then you cooked before junior high school." Miao Yuexin picked up the book and walked towards the door.

An Xiangqing hurriedly caught up: "I didn't cook well before junior high school, you can't embarrass me." ”

"Where am I embarrassed you?" Miao Yuexin locked the door of the conference room: "There are still two weeks before the competition, isn't it delicious to practice." ”

An Xiangqing appeared next to Miao Yuexin: "No, Sister Miao, I can't practice well, my hands tremble as soon as I cook." ”

"Why?" Miao Yuexin stepped up the stairs and asked with her head sideways.

"I ......" An Xiangqing's tone was a little hesitant: "I was cooking back then, and I blew up the kitchen......"

"Really?" Miao Yue looked at An Xiangqing incredulously, remembered An Naile's words, and muttered in a low voice: "What is this guy doing with An Naile?" ”

"What did you say, President?" An Xiangqing asked.

"It's fine." Miao Yuexin hurriedly said: "If you don't participate, we won't have anyone, and the only remaining vitality in the entire student union will be you." ”

"Shall I go back and ask the members of our department?"

"Forget it, it's a waste of time to ask for a lap, it's better to hurry up and train." As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and tapped it a few times: "Hey, Annelle?" ”

"Well, what's wrong?" The voice of Annell came out of the phone.

"The recent 'God of Food Competition', I handed it over to An Xiangqing, you can help me train him."

"Ah, I don't know how to cook." An Naile said with Miao Yuexin.

"Don't care if it's not, you just look at him and give him a hand, if he can't get the ranking this time, I'll ask you!"

"Don't, Sister Miao......" Before An Naile finished speaking, the phone had already been hung up by Miao Yuexin, Miao Yuexin put the phone back in her pocket and looked at An Xiangqing with a desperate face: "Okay, don't put on a look like you want to die, just let you cook a meal, don't blow up the kitchen." ”

"No, Sister Miao......"

"Okay, don't talk so much, go to the preliminary round in two weeks, and if you can't get the ranking, you will quit the student union." Saying that, he left quickly, leaving An Xiangqing thinking about the steps of cooking with a headache.

In the evening, (on the roof of the teaching building. ）

At night, when the air is at its freshest, Anelle walks up to the rooftop, which is pitch black, with only a little red light, flashing as if it were nothing.

Anelle walked into the red light, and a pungent nose rushed straight to Anelle's nose.

An Naile dispersed the smell of smoke in the air with his hand, and frowned: "Didn't you say that you quit, why did you smoke again." ”

"Upset." An Xiangqing, who was grinning on weekdays, spit out smoke rings, and looked into the distance with deep eyes.

"Remembering that again?"

"Hmm." In the darkness, the red light lit up for a moment: "Or maybe I haven't forgotten it at all." ”

"Have you been in touch with her lately?"

An Xiangqing shook his head: "I have already deleted her." ”

"Why?" Anelle asked in some surprise.

"The doctor told me to delete everything that had to do with her."

"Are you running away?"

"Perhaps......"

The two were silent for a long time, and the smoke continued one by one.

"Smack!" There was an extra flame in the darkness, and through the light of the fire, An Naile saw two more tears on An Xiangqing's face.

"If you can't forget it, why don't you face him?"

"So many years."

"It's been three years."

"Hmm."

"You ......" An Naile looked at An Xiangqing's slightly trembling hands: "Are your hands okay?" ”

An Xiangqing raised his hand in the dark, tears rolling in his eyes: "I don't know either." ”

"What are you going to do with this competition?"

"I ...... Would like to try again. ”

An Naile patted An Xiangqing's shoulder: "It's good to have this heart, I will help you." ”

"Well......" After drawing the last one, An Xiangqing walked off the rooftop: "Please." ”

An Naile looked at An Xiangqing's back as he walked off the rooftop in the dark: "Lao Qing, don't blame me, I just want to help you." ”

Annelle was lying on the balcony, and the scene of three years ago flashed in front of her eyes: in a messy room, a boy with messy hair was bare, his upper body was bare, and countless wounds were bleeding slightly, and his eyes were looking at him blankly.

Annelle subconsciously touched his body and wanted to find a cigarette, but only found a piece of candy.

In the dark, Annell looked at the piece of candy, smiled, opened the candy wrapper, put it in her mouth, and chewed it.