Ginger Tea Tea is autistic.

No, to be precise, the three of them, including her, Bian Jichen, and Wen Huaizhi, were all autistic.

Bian Jichen's face was as stinky as ice, and the temperature in the vicinity seemed to have dropped several degrees, making people dare not approach at all.

And ginger tea tea and Wen Huaizhi were petrified.

Suffice it to say, they had never drunk something so bad......

They lost their sight and became demented as if their brain had suddenly been sucked out.

If you go and invite a well-known doctor in the city now, and see the two of them like this, you may shake your head and say that there is no help.

There's no way, ginger tea is like this, and it must be impossible to continue making milk tea for the time being.

But there is still a long queue in line, but fortunately, Minister Zhang is particularly interested in setting up a stall to sell milk tea, so she temporarily replaced Jiang Chacha, although this is the case, but there are still not enough people.

At this time, Fu Yin, the chief member of the Discipline Inspection Commission, happened to pass by indifferently.

When she saw that the president and vice president, as well as Minister Zhang were here, she hesitated for a moment, thinking that she had misunderstood, and only after repeated confirmation did she step forward, she asked coldly: "You guys...... What are you doing here? ”

"Woo woo woo sound, you're just in time!" Minister Zhang, who was also in a hurry, seemed to see a savior, she stepped forward and held her hand, enthusiastic as a salesman, eager for her to join their team, "Do you want to sell milk tea together?" ”

Fu Yin: "Huh? ”

No, what's going on in everyone's minds lately, have you discussed being caught by the door together?

Jiang Chacha and Wen Huaizhi squatted on the side of the road, and the two of them opened a long distance, and they both frantically filled themselves with mineral water bottles.

They all have a stinky face, and they have the momentum of wanting to strangle each other to death.

Wen Huaizhi didn't expect that after calculating the vice president, he would be calculated. He tasted okay, disgusting was a little disgusting, but it was still within his acceptable range. But what he couldn't accept the most was that he actually shared a straw with the vice president.

What's even more unreasonable is that there is her pink lipstick print on it......

He drank it like that......

Wen Huaizhi's face was completely gloomy, his eyes were also dark, and he took the trouble to wipe his lips with the back of his hand over and over again.

Then, he rinsed his mouth frantically with mineral water, trying to dilute the lethality of the vice president's lipstick mark on his heart.

And the ginger tea on the other side is also ugly, not much better. At her feet were empty bottles of mineral water, and she didn't know how much water she drank, which diluted the strange taste in her mouth.

Damn, she still underestimated the degree of his belly, she had never seen anyone more black-hearted than him.

The system is really a little unbearable: [Ahem, but, the host...... Didn't you plan to calculate it in the first place? 】

She also failed to calculate others, but she suffered herself......

If it hadn't been mentioned, Jiang Cha Cha would not have been so angry. She said angrily: "I want you to take care of it!" ”

Even so, it didn't prevent her from scolding this dead president.

No, she seems to have forgotten something......

Jiang Chacha raised his head, and saw Bian Jichen with a stinky face, and he was about to leave when he lifted the bag containing milk tea.

After squatting on the side of the road for a long time, my calves were still a little numb after standing up, and I almost couldn't stand on my feet. Jiang Chacha slowed down for a while, and saw that Bian Jichen had already left the queue and was about to walk towards the dense crowd.

She gritted her teeth and chased after her.

"Classmate Bian, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Hearing the voice, Bian Jichen was stunned, but his footsteps did not stop, and his long legs continued to walk.

The voice behind him remained unrelenting, and finally the owner of the voice caught up with him and followed him.

She said cautiously, "Classmate Bian, your clothes ...... It's dirty. ”

Milk tea is a brown liquid, which is particularly obvious on his clothes, and coincidentally he is wearing a white T-shirt today, which is simply unbearable to look at, and, as he walks, his clothes still have a little sour vinegar smell from time to time.

Seeing the image of such a top handsome guy being harmed like this by himself, Jiang Chacha's guilt in his heart became even stronger.

The man continued to look straight ahead, not giving her a single look. He was tall, and Jiang Cha Cha had to work hard to raise her head in order to watch him talk to him.

She swallowed, "Classmate Bian, why don't I pay you for a piece of clothing, and I'll go back and call you now?" ”

"No, you don't." He was concise and to the point.

"How can this work? In my heart... I'll be able to get away with it. ”

Bian Jichen stopped at this time.

When he turned around, he saw Jiang Chacha with her head down, and her voice gradually lowered.

"If you really don't want to go." He opened his lips.

Jiang Chacha raised her head, her eyes shining, expecting him to say something.

"Then stay away from me." He said lightly.

The corners of Jiang Chacha's mouth, which had just been flared, suddenly stiffened, then slowly slid down, and finally turned into a drooping arc.

There is no sadness or joy in his dark eyes, and his pupils are like an abyss reflecting the starry sky, which is very beautiful, but at the same time, it also reveals the alienation of Sen Han.

He put the sentence aside, glanced at her, and left.

Jiang Chacha looked at his back, the summer wind blew the corner of his white T-shirt, clean and exuding a refreshing taste, just such a back, I don't know how many girls can have a crush on a whole youth, not to mention that he has such an excellent high configuration.

Her slightly open mouth was speechless, and finally closed.

She thought about it, and reviewed her contact with him on campus.

Of course, it didn't count when the maid worked part-time, and he didn't know it was her.

She thought about it for a moment, if she had gone too far. She thought, she didn't go crazy to contact him because she was a player who was worried about Yiyou, every contact in the holy cherry blossom was actually just a chance encounter, and she didn't carefully calculate to meet him by chance.

If anything, it's too much......

She was stunned.

Was it last time?

Last time, she was chased by the crazy fans of the original owner, and when she met him on the road, she pestered him to help her.

That really exposed her original true temperament, and it did come into contact with him a little.

Is this too much......

Jiang Chacha didn't know, she didn't know what the definition of excesses was.

However, she knew what it was like to hate someone so much, and that was to wish she had disappeared from her eyes.

Jiang Chacha smiled bitterly, she still didn't have a bit of a b number.

In this case, on campus, even if she is unintentional and has no intentions, she still ...... It's as good as him being a stranger.

There is no intersection and there is no talk.

On the way back, the sun was so hot, there was no parasol and no sunscreen shirt, but on her bare skin, Jiang Chacha didn't seem to feel anything.

When she returned to the milk tea cart, she found that there were two more people in the stall team.

One person is familiar Minister Zhang, because Minister Zhang is lively and fun, so she is not surprised that she would apply to join.

And the other one is ......

"Chairman of the Discipline Commission?!" Jiang Chacha looked at Fu Yin, who had already put on an apron and had completely adapted to the job of making milk tea, and a smile immediately appeared on her face, "Why are you here......

She still hasn't apologized to her for the last incident.

The WeChat with the payment sound is also like a stone falling into the sea, and there is no echo at all.

People don't want to pay attention to her at all.

And how can it be now......

Fu Yin glanced at her coldly, "Why are you stunned, it's almost a few hundred orders, why don't you come over and help?" ”

Who's the boss?

But what she said made Jiang Chacha stunned directly.

She blinked cutely, she had only been away from her post for so long, why did she suddenly have hundreds of orders?

Soon Jiang Chacha understood, it turned out that the fans of the original owner were too enthusiastic and enthusiastic, and many directly ordered several cups of milk tea, and some even directly ordered dozens of cups, as if they wanted to invite the whole class to drink together.

Jiang Cha almost gave a thumbs up and shouted "boss atmosphere".

Happiness came so suddenly that it smashed her head and made her feel like her heels couldn't fall into place.

She didn't expect that once she was born, she would be able to experience things like domestic entertainment fans calling her idols to brush up on their performance, which felt very unreal.

Maybe this is the fan economy......

She suddenly remembered Wen Huaizhi.

She looked left and right, there was no longer his figure, and he was long gone.

Jiang Chacha wished he was rolling farther and farther, not to mention it, and he would calculate her carefully.

He left with a sense of humor, just as she wanted.

Soon it was noon.

Jiang Cha Cha originally thought that they were going to eat at noon, and there would be fewer people who came to buy milk tea. didn't expect that in fact, there were more people, the queue was like a long line, and the fans of the original owner had to buy her milk tea even under the scorching sun.

Jiang Chacha had an indescribable taste in her heart, and she sighed.

The fans are so good, the things that the original owner did, I'm really sorry for her group of fans.

The number of people who bought it was beyond her expectations, she checked it, and found that the materials were almost gone, and it couldn't last long, so she urgently found a merchant in the same city to place an order and asked him to send it quickly.

So, they were busy all day.

Jiang Chacha asked so many people to help, I was really embarrassed, and I persuaded myself several times.

"I'm not leaving, it's so fun, so I don't let the vice president secretly play by yourself!" Lin Xiaoxiao took the time to bite the pancake and said angrily.

"......" she said she couldn't help her.

Jiang Chacha looked at Minister Zhang and them again.

"It's usually too boring, and it's not bad to make milk tea to pass the time." An Liuli continued to be busy and didn't look back.

"I'm not leaving." Minister Zhang said with a smile.

As for Fu Yin, Jiang Chacha looked at her iceberg-like face, and she didn't dare to let go of her fart.

Seeing that they were all like a family, she had to keep her mouth shut.

Heart... It's still quite impressive.

In the blink of an eye, the sun sets.

Bian Jichen played with a group of classmates for a day at the campus festival.

Although he was playing, he was like his soul was not in the body all day long, he could hear what they said, and he could feel the delicious food being swallowed by him, but he still didn't have a real sense of participation.

At the same time, there is a burning feeling in my heart like the green grass in the park being scorched by the sun.

From the time he went to Jiang Chacha to buy milk tea, it has continued until now.

It's not that uncomfortable, but it's like the black imprint of the grass being scorched by the sun, it's real.

So much so that he said that sentence to Jiang Chacha in irritation.

There is no night show at the school festival of Sakura.

Many people were already tired of playing, and they went back to their respective homes, there were only a few people left in the square, and there were piles of garbage after the bustle on the roadside, but they were all well classified, Bian Jichen didn't smell the smell, and there were still fireworks in the air.

The people who set up stalls on the road are cleaning up the mess and carrying the goods.

Bian Jichen continued to walk.

The T-shirt that was soiled by Jiang Chacha's sip of milk tea today has been replaced by him, and he went to the nearest mall to buy a random top. The moment he changed in the locker room, he instantly felt a lot drier.

As for the T-shirt, it was naturally thrown in the trash by him.

Many of his clothes are disposable, or they are worn once, and then they are put in the closet for a while, and then they are regularly replaced with items from the previous season.

The fate of this T-shirt should be the same.

But I don't know why, seeing it being thrown in the trash, Bian Jichen took a few more looks.

Maybe it's because his fate is more miserable, he was sprayed with a sip of milk tea, stained with vinegar, and finally pitifully thrown in a random trash can in the mall.

It was so pitiful that Bian Jichen remembered Jiang Chacha who was following him at that time, and he lowered his head and couldn't say a word.

He wondered if his words at the time were... It's a bit excessive.

The setting sun stained half the sky red.

Bian Jichen didn't know why, he actually passed by the stall of the ginger tea milk tea car.

Reason told him to go farther, but his steps were a few seconds slower than usual.

His cold eyes lifted and he looked over.

The pale pink milk tea was painted with a lot of colorful cute patterns, and at this time, the afterglow of the sunset was dyed on it, turning into a darker red, which looked more dreamy.

In front of the milk tea car, several girls were packing up their things, they were very addicted, and they felt that they had forgotten the existence of external things.

Bian Jichen noticed the ginger tea in the crowd at first glance.

She still wears a cap with a yellow smiley face on it, her curly hair is tied behind the back of her head with a leather band, and her delicate little face is like a freshly shelled egg, very delicate, because after a busy day, the broken hair in her ears is wet and sticks to her face.

She's moving a cardboard box, and the contents of the box should be quite heavy.

Because of her bending movements, the low ponytail that was originally in the back immediately ran to her chest, and it looked a little playful with her peaked cap.

She stood up with the cardboard box, and when she looked up, she happened to see him.

Bian Jichen was thinking about how he would deal with her when she came over.

Seeing that she just glanced at him lightly, she withdrew her eyes absently and walked in the other direction with the cardboard box.

That look is all too familiar to everyone.

When I see strangers, I look at them like this.

Bian Jichen was stunned.