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

Chen Jiayu looked sideways. Cai Jiayi beside him took out a handful of candies and some random snacks from her school uniform pocket. She put them in the palm of her hand and quietly handed them to him under the table, hoping to let him

Come and choose.

There are so many snacks. Is this girl a Doraemon?

Chen Jiayu was not polite and took the coffee candy he had eaten last time and two pieces of beef jerky.

Seeing that he had made his choice, Cai Jiayi took her hand back, chose a candy herself, peeled off the paper, and put it in her mouth.

Not long after, the movie showed the famous scene from Titanic.

In order to prevent Rose from jumping into the sea, Jack said the classic "if-u-jump, i-jump." This coupled with the young Leo's handsome face that could charm thousands of girls, attracted many girls.

Their chests were bumping wildly.

Cai Jiayi let out a long sigh.

Chen Jiayu glanced at her: "Why are you sighing?"

She said quietly: "I discovered that men really cannot be fat."

Chen Jiayu: "..."

As the movie progresses, Jack and Rose fall in love.

Seeing that the hero and heroine were about to have a moment of passion, the boys couldn't help but open their eyes wide, while the girls were a little embarrassed. Some lowered their heads, and some blocked their eyes with their hands and peeked through their fingers.

Chen Jiayu looked calm.

At this time, Cai Jiayi arched him again.

Chen Jiayu looked over.

She bit a plum in her mouth and asked in a low voice, "Are you looking forward to it?"

Chen Jiayu replied calmly: "No."

"Why?"

Why?

Because I don’t have to watch it.

Seeing that the heroine was about to confess in front of the camera, the next second, the English teacher suddenly covered the projector with her hand.

The curtain became pitch black.

The English teacher said with a smile: "You are still young and can't read this."

"cut--"

The boys' disappointment was palpable.

It turned out to be such an artistic treatment.

Niubi is still an English teacher, you Niubi.

At the end of the second class, the movie was also finished.

English teacher: "Which one of you can tell me what you think after watching it?"

Everyone was laughing and joking, some said they wanted to pursue true love and freedom, and some said they had learned how to draw so they could pick up girls.

Hou Zifan sighed with emotion: "After reading this, I began to admire those revolutionary predecessors who would rather die than surrender. They could stick to their principles and remain unwavering in the face of the enemy's honey trap. Not only could I not do it, but I would also like to do it more times.

.”

Everyone: "Hahahahahaha."

Zhu Shu: "Bah, obscene."

noon.

In the cafeteria.

Chen Jiayu, Hou Zifan, Xia Yu and others prepared meals and found a table to sit down.

As soon as he sat down, Hou Zifan accidentally saw a figure standing in the corner of the cafeteria, so low-key that it was almost ignored. He suddenly remembered something and shouted: "He Yan, we are here!"

He Yan had just bought two more steamed buns and made a bowl of seaweed soup. He was about to find a deserted place to eat when he suddenly heard Hou Zifan's voice, and then he looked over nervously.

"He Yan, come here."

He Yan hesitated and walked over slowly.

There were only three empty seats left at Chen Jiayu's table, so he chose to stand beside him with a dinner plate in his hands, feeling a bit at a loss.

Seeing this, Chen Jiayu said: "He Yan, come and sit."

After saying that, before He Yan could refuse, he stood up and moved to the next table with two empty seats while carrying the dinner plate.

He Yan sat down.

Looking at He Yan who looked nervous, Hou Zifan said a little unhappy: "We agreed to have lunch together yesterday, did you forget? Why didn't you come to us?"

"No, I didn't forget." He Yan whispered.

Hou Zifan pretended to be unhappy and snorted: "If you don't believe it, you must have forgotten it."

"Really, I really didn't forget it." He Yan quickly took out a glass bottle from his pocket, which contained more than half of the bottle of pickles, and nervously and panicked explained: "Look, I, I even brought the pickles."

He did remember it firmly, but he was worried that what Hou Zifan said yesterday was just a whim and casual talk. If he was too proactive, it would make people think he wanted to take advantage, which would make him more annoying.

After all, it is normal for him to feel that he is not liked and ignored. Who would want to be friends with a good-for-nothing person?

Therefore, for him, the unsolicited signals of friendship given by his classmates were almost a luxury that he had never imagined.

Didn't have much hope at all.

When he saw the bottle of pickles that He Yan took out, Hou Zifan immediately laughed.

"Okay, I believe it, you really remember it!"

Hearing what he said, He Yan lowered his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come, let's eat together."

Hou Zifan took the initiative to pour some pickles from the bottle onto his plate, and gave him a few large pieces of braised pork from his plate, "Let's exchange them."

He Yan was startled and stammered: "Yesterday, yesterday I said that there is no need to exchange food."

"I never said that." Hou Zifan's eyes widened: "I remember it very clearly. Yesterday I said we would talk about it today. Today I think we should exchange the food."

Chen Jiayu put the untouched pork rib soup over and said with a smile: "Yes, if you don't want it, we will be embarrassed to eat the pickles you made."

Xia Yu also pushed a braised egg over: "After all, you have worked hard, we can't eat it in vain."

He Yan was stunned there, with a surging warmth in his chest. After a while, he lowered his head, tried his best to hide the reddish circles under his eyes, and whispered: "Okay, okay."

Hou Zifan asked again: "By the way, He Yan, how do you make your pickles? Is it difficult?"

"Ah?" He Yan was stunned and replied, "It's not that difficult."

"If it's not difficult, teach me. I'll ask my mother to learn how to cook it later."

He Yan pursed his lips, thought for a while, and then said: "Different pickles are made differently. The kind we eat now is the simplest pickled pickle. We first buy vegetables at the market, wash them when we go home, and then

Let it dry for a day. After it is completely dry, put it layer by layer in a jar, one layer of vegetables, and sprinkle a layer of salt. Generally, eight ounces of salt for ten pounds of vegetables is enough. Then cover the lid, wait for the vegetables to come out of water, and turn them over.

Several times, marinate evenly for a day or two, then cover the dish with something heavy, squeeze out the water inside, and continue to marinate it in a jar for a few days."

After a pause, he added: "There are a few things to pay attention to. When making pickles, there should be no oil on the container or hands, otherwise the vegetables will easily deteriorate."

"Another point is that the marinating time must be at least half a month. If it is too short, nitrite will be present, which is toxic."

"If you like spicy food, you can add some chili rings, and white wine can also enhance the flavor, but I usually don't add white wine."

The main reason was that liquor had to be purchased separately and he was reluctant to part with it.

He Yan himself didn't realize that the words he said now were almost more than what he had said in the past half month of extra classes combined.

After hearing this, Hou Zifan said in surprise: "It turns out there is so much knowledge about pickles. OK, I'll write it down and let my mother try it when I go back. Thank you."

He Yan lowered his head and smiled sheepishly.