Qin Sheng's heart trembled, and the heat on his face continued to rise. He muttered something to the screen, but he didn't dare to reply. He quit WeChat in the next second, and quickly threw the phone into the drawer.
She picked up the water glass on the table, drank most of the glass in one gulp, and waited until she felt a little calmer before turning on the computer and searching for "scarf knitting tutorial".
After watching the video tutorial for half an hour, Qin Sheng only felt that one head was two big, and after thinking about it, he quit and searched for "novice scarf knitting tutorial" again-
The weather is starting to turn cold.
Early this morning, when Shen Chuyan got up from the bed, he felt a chill on his back. He got out of bed, quickly dug out a knitted sweater from the closet and put it on before going in to the bathroom.
There was a public class in the multi-functional large classroom in the morning. Li Bowen went to take the seat first. At first, the girls were very dissatisfied with his behavior. Later, when they saw Shen Chuyan sitting next to Li Bowen with a book, everyone shut up.
During recess, there will always be girls from other classes who secretly inquire about Shen Chuyan. By the time of the next public class, the girls had mastered their skills and circled around Li Bowen. When Shen Chuyan stepped into the big classroom, he frowned as soon as he glanced over. In just two seconds, no other emotions could be seen on his face, and he took the book and sat down to Li Bowen's left.
At noon, everyone went to the cafeteria to eat together. Gu Qiao was the most active in cooking. Seeing that the plate Shen Chuyan was holding was still full of meat and vegetables, he asked, "Is this enough to eat?"
?Learning consumes energy. They must have fish and meat in every meal to be full. It doesn't matter whether they eat vegetables or not, as long as there is meat.
Li Bowen looked at the tomato, egg and cabbage on Shen Chuyan's dinner plate, and asked in confusion, "These are obviously two vegetarian dishes?"
Shen Chuyan lowered his head and took a mouthful of rice, and said vaguely: "Eggs are meat dishes."
Li Bowen stayed for two seconds, opened his mouth without making a sound, and finally lowered his head to eat in silence
Before going to the library, Gu Qiao habitually ran to buy milk tea, and asked Shen Chuyan if he wanted it. He shook his head and said, "I don't like milk tea."
It's not that he can't even afford a cup of milk tea. A cup of milk tea is not expensive, but a cup of milk tea a day will cost a lot of money in a month.
Keep your mouth shut and save a lot of money.
The food was a bit salty. Shen Chuyan went to the small supermarket to buy a bottle of Nongfu Spring. After he came out, he suddenly remembered the sports meeting in the second semester of high school. That time, he and Xu Chaoci went to the small supermarket in the cafeteria to buy water and snacks. There was an argument over whether to buy Nongfu Spring or Yibao.
It was also there that he met Qin Sheng.
Shen Chuyan pursed his lips and chuckled, picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of the mineral water in his hand, and sent them to Qin Sheng and Xu Chaoci respectively.
Qin Sheng was probably in class, and it wasn't until Shen Chuyan sat by the window and read for almost half an hour that the new news came in from his phone.
My little fairy: [Thinking of the sports meeting in the first semester of high school, I met you in the small supermarket in the school cafeteria. ¡¿
Shen Chuyan closed the book, typed with a smile: [Full marks for tacit understanding! ¡¿
At this time, Xu Chaoci's message also replied: [What you drink is not water, but our youth! ! ! ¡¿
The corners of Shen Chuyan's eyes and brows were full of smiles: [Nongfu Spring is a bit sweet! ¡¿
Xu Chaoci burst out laughing on the opposite side, and ran to the school's small supermarket to buy a bottle of Nongfu Spring, took a photo, and sent it to Shen Chuyan: [Respect our youth! ¡¿
Shen Chuyan: [Brothers have no regrets! ¡¿(Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com