Kaze-yin didn't speak, and she didn't have time to speak, and the children came one after another, and there was no space for her to speak, and there was no one to talk to.

A steady stream of children came in one by one, bowing their heads and cooking, without exception.

Feng Yin's arm was mechanically eating, watching the children take the dinner plate to eat, leave, and sit down.

"Wait a minute, there's no more here."

This is the first sentence that Feng Yin said, one of the dinner plates she was responsible for was empty, and Zhang Boer and Lin Yu in the back replaced the dinner plates for Feng Yin in time, but the dishes were different.

"What, don't like this?"

The one who cooked was a short-haired girl with thick glasses and a little red face.

The girl shook her head and pushed the plate forward a little.

"Which dish do you like, I'll give you more of that, hurry up, there are still people behind!"

Wind Yin spoke quickly, and the girl looked up in a little surprise, glanced at Wind Yin, and met her bright eyes.

"This!"

The girl tapped with one finger, and Feng Yin quickly scooped two spoonfuls of the girl's favorite dishes, and the new dishes were not given to the girl.

"Thank you."

A clear thank you, so that Feng Yin's eyebrows smiled, and watched the girl leave with the plate.

The beating continues.

There are fewer and fewer children, and they come in a very concentrated manner, and the only time difference is probably the difference in floors.

Feng Yin put down his slightly sour wrist, saw that the children had finished eating, and got up to leave.

The cafeteria aunt began to clean up the plates, and the people in the kitchen also cleaned up, and there was another meal in the evening, and there was a night of self-study in the third year of high school.

However, there are many fewer children who study and eat at night, and many parents come to deliver meals.

"Bump-bang-la-"

The sound of iron plates falling and colliding, and a student fainted to the ground.

"Zhang Zixuan, Zhang Zixuan! Teacher, teacher! ”

The children hurriedly helped Zhang Zixuan, who fell to the ground, and the teacher on duty in the cafeteria ran over as soon as possible to disperse the children and let them leave first.

Feng Yin also ran out of the cooking, and the trio followed.

"Zhang Zixuan! Hey—why is this kid so hot! ”

A female teacher tried to help Zhang Zixuan up, and after touching her palm, she exclaimed.

"Two male classmates—"

"I'll do it!"

The female teacher who shouted looked up at Feng Yin, only to see Feng Yin easily hugging a princess, and Zhang Zixuan was picked up by her.

"Where's the infirmary?"

"Huh? Over here! Disperse, go back to the classroom, go back to the classroom. “

After the teacher shouted a few words, he told a student to go to Zhang Zixuan's homeroom teacher and quickly contact the parents.

Feng Yin hugged Zhang Zixuan, the girl who fainted, and she was also the only girl who communicated with Feng Yin at the dinner window.

She's light.

This is the first feeling of the wind yin, and it is ninety catties at most.

Looking at the girl's thick glasses, Feng Yin even felt that the glasses had a pound.

In a state of thought, they arrived at the infirmary.

Zhang Zixuan's homeroom teacher also arrived, looking at Zhang Zixuan who had fainted with a sweat, anxious.

This is the best student in their class! It is no exaggeration to say that the head teacher cares about her more than her own children.

The doctor in the infirmary began to check, and Zhang Zixuan woke up little by little.

"Teacher ———"

"Nonsense! You have a fever of almost 40 degrees, what kind of school are you coming to! ”

The homeroom teacher was scared, worried and angry, looked at Zhang Zixuan and said, "I'll call your parents and go home to rest." ”

"Don't be a teacher! Don't call! (End of chapter)