An Ran knew that she was now in a period of rapid physical development, and her previous experience also made her deeply aware of the role of scientific diet in this regard.

I think she eats a lot now anyway, and she loves to be hungry, so she simply adopts the principle of eating less and eating more often, instead of bringing some sandwiches every day that are just for convenience to cushion her stomach, it is better to eat something seriously.

So she bought a thermal lunch box with quite good functions, which can place the food in layers and compartments, and can also wear liquid food, although the volume is slightly larger, but in order to eat comfortably and healthily, it can be overcome.

Every night when she cooks dinner, she sorts all the ingredients she needs for the next day, sorts them in a crisper box, and keeps them in the refrigerator.

When you make breakfast the next day, you can just make the extra food you need to eat in the morning and put it in the insulated lunch box.

After eating at noon, she couldn't sleep right away, just in time to finish the afternoon meal. In this way, when she eats, it is all steaming.

And because she eats small and frequent meals, she doesn't need to eat too much at every meal, just seven points full.

You don't have to deliberately eat more for fear of always being hungry as before, which makes your stomach feel a little uncomfortable sometimes.

In particular, you don't have to worry about the food you have to eat when it's cold in the future.

Of course, although she treats these two additional meals as a meal, the time after class is relatively tight, and she can't eat too complicated, although the food is mainly simple and convenient.

This afternoon's meal was corn cake, fried three silks, fish-flavored shredded pork and longan red date soup.

It sounds complicated, but it's actually very simple.

The corn cake was steamed by her last Saturday.

The new cornmeal was already on the market, and she steamed a lot of it at once, sprinkled some dried fruits that were also newly marketed, and when it came out of the pot, there was a fresh sweet aroma.

Except for the freshly eaten pieces, cut the rest into the appropriate size, stuff them in the refrigerator and freeze them, and when you eat them, put them in the microwave and heat them up.

Stir-fried three shreds are leftover cold salad three shreds from breakfast, and they were taken out of the refrigerator at noon, and some oil was added to fry them.

The shredded fish and pork were leftover from dinner the night before.

As for the longan and red date soup, it was left over from the day before yesterday when she cooked it for the whole family to drink.

The classroom was empty, there was no one but her, the slightest movement brought a slight echo, the wooden tables and chairs were soaked in a warm sun, the wind blew in through the half-open window, blowing the uncollected books on the table gently turning the pages, rustling.

An Ran took out his Walkman, flipped over a cassette of piano music and put it in, pressed the play button, turned down the sound, and the beautiful piano sound gently flowed in the quiet classroom.

You get what you pay for, and the heat preservation function of the lunch box is quite excellent, and when you open it, a smell of food quickly spreads in the air, filling every corner of the classroom.

An Ran took a deep breath, raised his chopsticks and just wanted to start, when the door of the classroom suddenly "banged" and was pushed open. An Ran's movements paused, and he unconsciously glanced up.

It was Jiang Jieyun who came in.

Not other classmates who train on the playground.

Still, there's nothing surprising about that.

The appearance and disappearance of this person is always unreasonable.

After all, his life is different from that of ordinary students like Enron.

Except for the occasional meeting in class, the rest of the time will rarely overlap with each other's arrangements.

Jiang Jieyun was carrying his big backpack, and he didn't seem to expect that there would be someone in the classroom, so he walked over to An Ran's side and his seat.

An Ran just glanced at him, nodded at him, said hello, and then lowered his head and ate by himself.

She thought he had probably come back to pick up something or something.

That has nothing to do with her, though.

Jiang Jieyun really bent down and took something from the desk that was wrapped in newspaper.

An Ran never looked at his desk, and the rest of the class wanted to stay eight feet away from his desk, as if it was not a desk, but a terrorist base or arsenal, which would cause an explosion if he was not careful.

Jiang Jieyun took the things but didn't leave immediately.

He pulled out his chair again and sat down beside her, and sat quietly without any other movement.

There was such a person sitting next to him, although he didn't speak or move, but he felt a little strange.

An Ran couldn't help but turn his head to look at him.

But I saw that his eyes that seemed very deep were staring at her lunch box for a moment, and those eyes were focused and enthusiastic, almost burning her lunch box to a hole.

This is ...... Hungry?!

An Ran thought in a daze.

In the next second, his warm gaze was like substance, and Huo's face turned to hers.

The eyes of the two inevitably met in the air.

An Ran didn't expect him to suddenly turn his gaze and look at him blankly.

"Is your food for sale?" Jiang Jieyun asked.

“…… What? ”

Enron was a little suspicious that there was something wrong with his ears.

Jiang Jieyun frowned and repeated his question again.

An Ran didn't know what to make an expression, so he had to make a wooden face and shake his head.

This young master is really hungry.

And hungry.

Last time, the transaction between the two on the rooftop was quite smooth, which probably left a little impression on this classmate.

Hearing her answer, Jiang Jieyun didn't speak again, nor did he leave immediately, just nodded, then turned his head and silently looked at the place in front of him.

An Ran didn't know what to say, so he lowered his head speechlessly and continued to eat.

But because of the weird conversation before, the originally delicious food suddenly became tasteless, and An Ran also lost the interest and relaxed mood of eating slowly, hurriedly finished eating, put away the insulated lunch box, added a little salt to the water cup, adjusted it to light salt water, and then stood up to Jiang Jieyun and said that he wanted to go out.

Jiang Jieyun glanced at her, then stood up without saying a word, and let the road come to let her leave.

When I returned from the bathroom after rinsing my mouth, the classroom was empty again, and there was no one at all.

That night, Enron recorded this unsuccessful transaction in his diary, and sighed with a little pride about his current cooking skills.

After sighing, he immediately forgot about it again.

Immediately after that, the long-overdue autumn sports meeting finally began.

Under the expectations of teachers and students, Zhou Fanghua has achieved good results.