Looking at the braised pork piled up on the dinner plate at night, Qiao Xinran's cold eyes crossed a faint smile, "Doesn't eating meat make you have to grow meat?" Otherwise, I'm sorry for the braised pork you eat. ”

Ye Zixi glanced at her angrily, "Then you can't eat grass every day to keep in shape." ”

Qiao Xinran poked the white rice on the plate with chopsticks, and lightly spit out three words, "Get used to it." ”

Qiao's family has been a scholar for generations, and their living habits are always light and exquisite, Qiao Xinran has never eaten any greasy food since he was a child.

exaggerated to the point that she has never even eaten snacks, her every word and deed is under the spur of her mother, and it can be said that her life has come to this point like a glass of boiled water.

Bland, tasteless

Sometimes she is very envious of Ye Zixi, so that she can rest assured and boldly do whatever she wants, do whatever she wants, and eat whatever she wants, such youth is more interesting.

"She's not here to stay in shape." A gentle voice came, breaking Qiao Xinran's momentary distraction.

An Ruofeng naturally sat down in the empty seat next to her with a dinner plate.

Ye Zixi looked at the young man sitting down opposite, and through the sunlight shining through the glass window outside, his already handsome facial features were more three-dimensional and exquisite.

There is a slight smile in the gentle eyebrows and eyes, like a spring breeze.

A cold and dusty, a humble young man.

It's really picturesque and pleasing to the eye.

Ye Zixi looked at the food on his plate that was about to be unfilled, and pulled the plate to his side with some embarrassment.

An Ruofeng and Qiao Xinran grew up together, and their mothers were college classmates and best friends.

"Alas" Ye Zixi decided to turn her grief into appetite, sandwiched a lump of braised pork, and stuffed it into her mouth viciously,

"Whatever, lose weight when you're full."

An Ruofeng hooked the corners of her mouth, did not speak, and ate quietly.

After a while, the three of them had eaten almost enough, and An Ruofeng turned his head and said lightly to the girl beside him, "Xinran, Mr. Liu just told me to let you go to his office after eating." ”

"What's the matter?" Before Qiao Xinran could respond, Ye Zixi sat down as she was about to stand up, and asked curiously, "It won't be because of the morning class, but it's not to blame Xinran." ”

A trace of worry crossed her big eyes, afraid that Teacher Liu would blame her friend for the episode in class.

An Ruofeng turned his head to look at her, with a slight smile in the corner of his eyes, "Teacher Liu is not such an unreasonable person, maybe he is just arranging something." ”

Then, he said to Qiao Xinran, "Do you need me to accompany you?" His tone was calm and gentle, sounding extremely secure.

A hint of envy flashed in Ye Zixi's eyes, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily hung up with an exclusive smile of knocking CP, and he got up with a plate of acquaintances.

"That, I'll go first, you guys hurry up, don't let Teacher Liu wait for a long time." With that, she got up and left.

Qiao Xinran was about to stop her, but before she could speak, the person had already walked away, and she sighed secretly in her heart.

"Let's go." She picked up the plate and said to the person next to her as she got up, "I really don't want to be this squad leader." ”

She is not Versailles at all, and for her character, being a squad leader is really a huge challenge.

Of the more than 30 students in the class, no more than three have spoken five sentences to her in a year.

If you can get her to talk to you for more than ten words, the probability is very small.

Maybe she herself is waiting for such a person, waiting for someone who can make her world different.