The teacher talked about the life of the poet on stage.

Fan Xiaoxi listened and slowly lay down, and there was a book standing on the table.

Gu Chu glanced at her helplessly, is it really so boring.

The bell rings for the end of class.

Fan Xiaoxi quickly packed up his things.

"It's finally time for class, let's go for supper."

Gu Chu glanced at her: "You still eat." ”

If you say that you will eat less, you will know that what she said is not reliable.

Ji Zishi smiled and said, "Go eat something, I'll have a treat." ”

"Okay." Fan Xiaoxi responded quickly.

They are close to the food court, a ten minute walk away.

"It's delicious." Fan Xiaoxi was the first to walk into a small shop.

Gu Chu covered his face, he really wanted to know her, what should I do?

Ji Zishi chuckled: "Let's go in." ”

Walking in, Fan Xiaoxi had already found a good position.

"Come on."

Gu Chu sat next to her, and Ji Zishi sat opposite them.

Ji Zishi handed her the menu: "Xiao Chu, what do you want to eat?" ”

Gu Chu pushed back: "It's good for you to order, I won't pick it." ”

"Let's order it."

Fan Xiaoxi stretched out his hand: "Otherwise, I'll come." ”

"Okay." The menu was handed over to the season.

In the end, she ordered a few side dishes and a large portion of skewers.

Wash the dishes carefully during the season.

Fan Xiaoxi whispered: "Do you say that everyone who is a doctor has a habit of cleanliness?" ”

Ji Zishi studied medicine, and Fan Xiaoxi imagined what he would look like in a white coat.

"How do I know?" Gu Chu looked at her angrily.

Ji Zishi smiled: "Get used to it." ”

When he heard the whispering, Fan Xiaoxi was a little embarrassed, so he stopped talking.

After the dishes came up, Fan Xiaoxi lowered his head and just cared about eating.

In the end, she naturally ate it.

Gu Chu had no choice but to support his forehead.

This foodie, when he goes back, is probably going to shout about losing weight again.

……

Fu Jiayu rode his bicycle around the campus to deliver takeaways.

His father was determined to make him self-reliant, so he didn't give him a penny.

He asks every day, is there a rich second generation who is more miserable than him?

Fu Jiayu turned grief and anger into strength, and the bicycle pedaled fast.

Downstairs in the boys' dormitory, he braked handsomely.

"Classmate, your takeout has arrived."

"How are you?" It was his classmate who came down to pick up the takeaway.

Fu Jiayu stuffed the bag into him: "Hurry up, I have to go somewhere else." ”

"Let's play ball later."

"Don't fight, I'm busy." Fu Jiayu stepped on the bicycle and left.

Making money makes him happy, and what kind of ball is he playing?

Well, actually, it's because he's poor.

Fu Jiayu delivered takeout at noon and slept in the dormitory in the afternoon.

I accidentally forgot that I was going to the library today.

Fan Xiaoxi was waiting for him to come to class in the library.

But an hour had passed, and he hadn't shown up.

Fan Xiaoxi grinded her teeth, and dared to release her pigeons?

She picked up her phone and made a call.

It took half a minute for someone over there to pick it up.

"Hello?"

"What are you doing?" Fan Xiaoxi's voice was dangerous.

Fu Jia sat up stiffly.

Oops, forgot to go to class.

"Do you remember waiting for me in the library for an hour?"

"I'll go right over!"

Fu Jiayu hurried over.

Fan Xiaoxi crossed his arms and looked at him with a calm face.

Fu Jiayu lowered his head: "I sincerely apologize to you." ”

Fan Xiaoxi was indifferent.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong this time, and I won't be next time."

Fan Xiaoxi still didn't speak.

"If I invite you to dinner, it will be regarded as an atonement."

Fan Xiaoxi finally spoke: "It's broken." ”

Fu Jiayu: "......"

Yes!!! Why did he say the word "eat"?