In front of the school cafeteria, there was a long queue, and most of the students in the school were waiting in line to get food.

"Alright, let's go to lunch!" The English teacher said to the two girls who were asking her for advice. The two girls are Yang Lezhen and Wu Shumei.

At this time, it is already 12:30, and school lunches are limited, and generally after 12:30, there will be fewer popular foods.

"Okay, thank you, goodbye, teacher." Yang Lezhen took his study materials, then made a gesture of goodbye, and left the teacher's office with Wu Shumei.

They brought the materials back to the classroom, and then to the school cafeteria, and it was already 12:45.

When I came to the dining place in the cafeteria, there wasn't much left of the food here, and what about the dishes? There are only vegetarian dishes left, and there is no meat.

Wu Shumei was stunned and thought, "How many people in this school like to eat meat!" 11:45 Dinner, no meat in an hour? ”

Yang Lezhen doesn't care if there is meat or not, for her, vegetarian food is also food, and she can't be hungry at noon. And she thinks that no one eats this kind of dish, and it would be a pity to lose it.

Wu Shumei saw Yang Lezhen's pinch point, that pinch point, so she couldn't help asking: "Lezhen, you like vegetarian dishes very much!" ”

Yang Lezhen turned around and saw that there was nothing in her lunch box.

"Why don't you cook! You don't necessarily like to eat vegetarian dishes, but you really don't have any meat, so you just don't have to go hungry if you eat these. ”

Wu Shumei shook her head and said sadly: "These are not delicious, cucumbers, not vinegar, tofu slices, and they are not mixed with sauce and chili." ”

"This eggplant is spicy!" Yang Lezhen pointed to the eggplant in crimson and said.

"I don't like to be too spicy, just medium spicy, this one looks so spicy, and I don't like eggplant in the first place."

Yang Lezhen looked at Wu Shumei, sighed, and said, "Shumei, you are really picky eater!" ”

"I'm really picky eaters, I like jealous cucumbers to fried cucumbers, I like tofu slices with chili peppers, I don't like to eat without chili peppers, I like to eat spicy meat skewers instead of grilled ones." Wu Shumei said helplessly.

Yang Lezhen looked at her empty lunch box and asked her seriously, "Are you planning to skip lunch at noon?" ”

"Yes."

"How can that work? You can try some of these! You can't take the tofu slices, but it's delicious, and the fried cucumbers may also like it, try it! Although Yang Lezhen can respect Wu Shumei's liking, she must not watch her friends skip meals.

"But I really don't like it." Wu Shumei was a little annoyed, and waved at her as she spoke.

Yang Lezhen thought to herself: "How can she be a picky eater? Isn't it about balanced nutrition? Do you want to eat enough at noon? Why didn't she eat it? ”

"I'll be fine with white rice." Wu Shumei said as she walked to the rice pot.

"Nutrition should be balanced! Isn't it written under that one nutrition pagoda? Yang Lezhen pointed to the poster with a picture of the nutritional pagoda printed on the wall.

"Forget it, it's just noon today." Wu Shumei insisted on being a picky eater, scooped two spoonfuls of rice, and walked to the dining room.

Yang Lezhen followed, and at this time, many students had finished eating, walked back, and walked to the cleaning room next to the cafeteria to clean the dishes.

When they came to the dining room, they smelled the aroma of various dishes and saw that the students were having a good time.

The two men found an empty spot and sat down.

Wu Shumei asked Yang Lezhen gently: "Lezhen, can we come to the dining hall early this afternoon, or tomorrow at noon?" Can we ask the English teacher again on Saturday and Sunday? ”

"Yes! There's no way around you as a picky eater. ”