Good Morning, Mr. President!

"Shi Yu, today's notice downstairs, did you see it?" Ning Mu sat in front of her and chatted with her.

"Don't notice. What notice?" Shang Shiyu finally managed to suppress the complicated feelings before returning to her.

"The cafeteria has changed its menu. I heard that it was a menu that the superior leaders personally listed. As a result, I saw that they were all your favorite dishes. I did not see a few of them." Ning Mu raised her lips.

"Really?" Shang Shiyu didn't take it seriously.

"From now on, you can accompany me to the cafeteria every day for dinner. Don't be hungry anymore. You can't abuse your stomach anymore."

Shang Shiyu groaned for a moment, touched his stomach, nodded, and sighed quietly, "Yes, I can no longer abuse myself."

This sounded like Hui Ningmu, but he said it to himself.

Without her, Tang Wei still lived her life calmly and beautifully, but she continued to practice and torture herself. When the person who loved her loved her was long gone, who did she show it to?

Tossing himself to exhaustion, in the end, it was nothing more than a futile attempt.

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In the next few days, Shang Shiyu will receive the millet porridge from Lan Xiao every morning for breakfast, and the lunch and dinner will be settled in the cafeteria. Sure enough, as Ning Mu said, the menu in the cafeteria seemed to be tailored for himself. Not only is the dish her favorite, but even her taste is in line with her. This made her three meals a day finally on the right track, no longer as old bread as before.

After eating for half a month, Ning Mu couldn't help but said, "Shi Yu, this menu is set above, but did you find that it was set for you at all? Did you say that it might be our Tang ... "

Shang Shiyu knew what she was going to say, and put a rib in her mouth. "Hurry up and eat and work well."

Her life was on the right track. She didn't even think about the name, let alone hear it. Once I think of it, it is insomnia all night and it takes a long time to calm my heart back. Although, this calm is just an illusion.

And Ning Mu's conjecture, she would not be stupid enough to send any expectations. Disappointed too many times, always learn to be good.

"Oh." Ning Mu drummed and chewed pork ribs, never daring to mention those two words again.

Time passes in this quiet life.

Autumn is also leaving, and it is slowly entering winter.

On December 5, Shang Shiyu formally took over the recording of the last charity show Lan Xiao had mentioned with her, and her object was Yun Ling. Lian Qing wanted to do several special programs on Yun Ling, so he paid great attention to this event.

Early in the morning, she packed her luggage. Lan Xiao personally drove to her downstairs to pick her up, saw her out, and got out of the car to pick up her luggage.

"You just wear it like that?" Lan Xiao yanked her jacket. "It's not in the city. Listening to someone who stepped on the front line, the temperature is five degrees lower than this. The wind is very cold."

"It's all right, I have a trench coat and a cotton jacket in my suitcase."

Lan Xiao was relieved, "You get in the car."

He put his luggage in the trunk before he got on the car.

He buckled the seat belt and said to her, "I'm afraid that Xiaomi porridge has not been drunk over this time."

"It's okay. You won't have to send me porridge every day when I come back, I will do it myself."

Lan Xiao started the car and glanced at her. Even if he didn't want to send it, I'm afraid some people would send it on time, right?

"Let ’s send it, expect you to do it, it ’s not reliable. Also, Xiayu is a mountain village, and the conditions are very bad. If there is something unsuitable, you will tell me. It is estimated that the food will not be too good, medical conditions It ’s also extremely poor, so do n’t pick it over there, you ’ll eat whatever you have. If you look back, you ’ll have a stomachache, but you have to take a ten-hour car to get out of the mountain to take a gastroscope. ”

"I see. How can I be so coquettish? Big stars like Yunling can tolerate it, what else can I not bear?"

"Let you talk to Yun Ling, is it okay?"

"No problem, what's wrong?"

Lan Xiao turned her head and looked at her in search, seeing that her face was slowly alive, and she said nothing.

Xiayu is a very backward village. I got off the plane from the city and bumped on the bus for more than ten hours before entering the village. By the time it was early in the morning, it was cold and tired.

Shang Shiyu was exhausted after tossing. After greeting the local residents and the producer of the show, he returned to the room to rest.

After a good night's sleep, the next day, Shang Shiyu woke up early.

The originally quiet village became lively because of their large troops. The small, depressed place has also added a lot of vitality to the winter morning light.

After Shang Shiyu finished washing, standing outside the borrowed house, bathed in the warm winter sun, and sucking in the fresh air that the city could not breathe, I just felt that all the fatigue left yesterday was gone. Looking from afar, the mountains in the distance make people even open their minds.

This time, it's time to relax.

I was thinking about something hitting my ankle. Shang Shiyu looked down and rolled over a small ball. Stained with dirt and dirty.

She crouched down and picked it up.

"This is mine." A child stared at her timidly, his young face was frozen red, and his eyes were particularly dark and bright. Wanting the ball in her hand, but timid and afraid to speak.

Shang Shiyu smiled, returned the ball to the child, "Here you are."

"Thank you." The other party seemed to be afraid she would regret it, and quickly took the ball away, behind her back.

Shang Shiyu looked at the naive child and smiled. The folk customs here are simple, and she is in it, as if even her complicated and disordered heart has been washed.

She straightened up and was going to eat breakfast at the place arranged in the group. As soon as she turned around, Yun Ling was standing not far away watching her.

She ripped her lips, saying hello.

Yun Ling didn't look so good, she walked indifferently and handed her a breakfast box.

Yu Shang was a little surprised. Under the transparent lid, you can clearly see a box of hot millet porridge.

"this is……?"

"Aren't you upset?" Yun Ling explained. "For you."

"..." Shang Shiyu looked at Yunling, which seemed a little difficult to understand. Her attitude towards herself has never been friendly.

In fact, this is really not what it means.

She found a reason, "You cooperate with me. I don't want to lose the chain midway. So, please treat your stomach well for work!"

"Thank you." Shang Shiyu held the breakfast box.

Yun Ling turned to prepare to leave, what was in her mind, and looked back at her, and asked directly: "Are you and Lan Xiao really real?"

[The monthly ticket is up to 600, and it will be changed during the day. I voted for it, soon ~]