After being reborn repeatedly, he was entangled by a green tea repeater

Hou Zifan was about to say, "Is this what you eat?" When the words came to his lips, he suddenly remembered what Chen Jiayu said at the weekend. He was afraid of hurting He Yan's self-esteem, so he finally swallowed it back in time.

For a moment, Hou Zifan felt extremely sympathetic.

He really couldn't bear to see He Yan only eat these, but he couldn't take the initiative to invite He Yan to dinner, otherwise it would be bad if his self-esteem was hurt.

what can we do about it?

Hou Zifan struggled so hard that his brain was almost exhausted and he couldn't think of a good idea. Suddenly, he saw Chen Jiayu moving.

Chen Jiayu reached out and took away the uneaten steamed bun from He Yan's plate, and said with a smile, "I haven't eaten steamed buns for a long time, and suddenly I want to eat it. He Yan, give me one of your steamed buns."

Bar."

"Ah?" He Yan was stunned for a moment.

No matter how hard he tried to save, as a boy in adolescence, eating only two steamed buns per meal was considered the bottom line. If Chen Jiayu ate one, he would definitely not be full for the meal.

However, Chen Jiayu took them all, and a steamed bun was only fifty cents. It would be too stingy to refuse.

Forget it, at most I’ll eat less for this meal.

With this thought in mind, he endured it and whispered, "Okay, you can eat it."

Hou Zifan was confused, what's going on with Lao Chen? He obviously saw that He Yan's lunch was so simple, but he still went to grab other people's buns. Isn't it a bit too much?

Just as he was about to say something, Chen Jiayu put a large duck leg that he had not touched directly onto He Yan's plate, and said with a gentle smile: "I took your steamed buns, but you may not have enough for lunch."

Eat it. Then I'll trade this with you."

Hou Zifan swallowed back the words he was about to say.

Then he looked at Chen Jiayu with admiring eyes.

Damn it, Lao Chen’s brain is so fast, why can’t he come up with this move?

Awesome or Lao Chen is awesome.

"No, no need." He Yan hurriedly refused, waving his hands and saying, "A duck leg costs five yuan. My steamed buns only cost fifty cents. I'll just buy another one."

"No need, just eat if I give it to you. I'm full after eating the steamed buns, how can I eat the duck legs?" Chen Jiayu smiled, "Besides, I can't eat your steamed buns for free, take the duck

It’s also necessary to change the legs.”

He Yan wanted to say something else, but Chen Jiayu's tone became more serious: "Hey, we are all friends, so we don't need to be so clear about it, right?"

Friend?

…

What He Yan was about to say was instantly shattered by these two words. He groaned for a long time, but finally said nothing. He just lowered his head and felt a little sore in his nose.

Hou Zifan originally wanted to follow suit, but He Yan only had two steamed buns in total, and he had already taken a few bites of one in his hand, so he had no choice but to imitate Chen Jiayu.

Just when I was worried, I suddenly felt blessed and had a flash of inspiration.

Pointing at the plate of pickles in front of He Yan, Hou Zifan asked curiously: "Where do these pickles come from? I remember that the canteen does not provide this."

When he asked, He Yan raised his head and seemed to hesitate unspeakably. After a long time, he whispered: "It was me, I did it myself..."

He was reluctant to spend money to buy vegetables in the canteen, so he deliberately learned how to make pickles, made some pickles himself, and brought them to school to eat with steamed buns.

"Really, you can also make pickles!" Hou Zifan's eyes lit up and he praised loudly, "Oh my God, you are so awesome!"

The tone was extremely sincere and came from the heart.

It's as if what He Yan is making is not pickles, but atomic bombs, the kind that start with tens of billions of equivalents.

He Yan was praised so much that the pimples on his face turned red. He didn't know where to move his hands and feet. He said, "No, I just...just did it casually."

"Can I have a taste?" Xia Yu also asked.

"Yes, of course."

"I'll try it too." Hou Zifan picked up the chopsticks, put some pickles on the rice, ate them in big gulps, and then said in surprise: "It's delicious, it's an appetizer for the meal! Lao Chen, you can try it too!"

Chen Jiayu took a taste.

To be honest, it's a bit too salty.

But he still said: "It's really not bad."

Xia Yu also said it was delicious.

Hou Zifan patted He Yan on the shoulder: "Bring more pickles tomorrow, and we can all eat them differently."

"Ah?" He Yan was so flattered that he was a little frightened, and stammered: "Okay, I, I'll bring it, everyone, let's eat together. You don't need to change it."

"Okay, you bring it first and then talk about it! Don't forget it!" Hou Zifan chuckled, but he had already made up his mind, and when the time came, He Yan would not be able to refuse any more.

"Okay, okay."

He Yan nodded shyly.

After a while, Chen Jiayu, Hou Zifan and Xia Yu all finished eating first.

"He Yan, let's go back to the classroom first." Chen Jiayu said.

He Yan hurriedly said: "Okay, goodbye."

"Remember, you must bring some pickles you made yourself tomorrow." Hou Zifan warned.

He Yan nodded vigorously again.

Chen Jiayu patted him and then left with Hou Zifan and Xia Yu.

After a while, He Yan finished the steamed bun in his hand.

It was only half full.

He pursed his lips tightly and stared at the duck leg that Chen Jiayu had just given him on the plate. After looking at it for a long time, he finally made up his mind, grabbed the duck leg in his hand, and started to nibble in small and cramped mouths.

...It smells really good.

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After exiting the cafeteria door, Hou Zifan suddenly laughed.

"Old Chen, the way you spoke just now was so overbearing!" He imitated Chen Jiayu's tone, put one hand on his hips, and lifted up his messy bangs with the other, and said greasyly, "You can eat it if I give it to you! I can't.

Eating your steamed buns for nothing! Tsk tsk tsk, it’s a good thing He Yan is not a girl, otherwise he wouldn’t have fallen directly under your tyranny?”

Chen Jiayu: "...shut up."

Hou Zifan coughed and continued to learn: "Hey, we are all friends, so there is no need to be so clear about it, right?"

Chen Jiayu kicked him over: "You've watched too many fucking romance TV shows, right?"

Hou Zifan screamed and jumped away.

Xia Yu was laughing so hard that he was going crazy.

When passing by the playground, several boys in the same class called Chen Jiayu's name and asked him to come over and play basketball.

Chen Jiayu, Hou Zifan, Xia Yu and the others said something and ran over to join them.

After playing basketball for a while, it was too hot. Soon he was sweating and returned to the classroom.

The classroom was quite quiet. Everyone was working on the questions. During the lunch break, Cai Jiayi was lying on the table sleeping.

A ray of sunlight slipped in quietly through the gap in the curtains, just covering her from the side and back.

Her ponytail was slightly draped over her shoulders, flowing down like silk. Perhaps because of the light, every hair and eyelash seemed to be shining clearly, and her cheeks were also lightly pink, making her look

Unexpectedly soft and beautiful.

Chen Jiayu suddenly felt regretful that he didn't have a camera at hand at this time, otherwise he could have captured this scene in a photo.

She slept so soundly that she didn't wake up even when Chen Jiayu came near.

Chen Jiayu didn't want to wake her up, so he asked the students in the back row to move the table a little further to make it easier for him to enter.

After sitting down, take out a test paper that the teacher just assigned and start working on it.

After a while, Cai Jiayi opened her eyes drowsily.

Seeing him, the girl's crescent-like eyes curled up.

"You're here?"