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In the end, Zhou Lan was rushed back to school.

On her face, she was shocked by the power of Sheng Yan's exclusive secret recipe, and as a result, as soon as she walked into the school gate, she couldn't help but walked to a place that the camera could not take out and took out her mobile phone to make a call.

"Hello? You go to **** community **** number and steal a casserole porridge."

The person who received the call thought he was deaf:

"What? Miss Zhou, I might go up to the mission and be scratched by shrapnel. What did you just ask me to get?"

Casserole?

Is that casserole porridge at the food stall?

Is he thinking too much?

This stuff is all over the floor. When will Miss Zhou's grade fall to the point where he wants to drink a casserole porridge and he needs to steal it? Are the second and third leaders of the Zhou family handing over their team to her to do this kind of whimsical thing?

Zhou Lan calmly repeated: "Claypot porridge, just put it on the stove."

The person on the other end of the phone: "..."

He hesitated for a few seconds, then replied: "Okay..."

I don't know why, when he thought of several big bosses in the Zhou family asking him to take good care of the future paternal master, he felt an urge to give Zhou Lan money.

See how greedy the children are?

However, this thought just came into being, and Zhou Lan's gentle voice came over the phone:

"Tuesday, eleven."

Because most of the people who work for Zhou's family are picked up from the orphanage since childhood, and they are ranked according to their strength, so on weekdays, everyone keeps the rankings internally.

The person who received Zhou Lan's call was shocked and said, "Yes, Miss Zhou."

Zhou Lan slowly said with him in a tone of "It's really nice today":

"If your ears are not available, you can donate them."

Tuesday eleven: "..."

He could hear the murderous aura coming from the other end of the phone.

The cold sweat immediately came down, and Zhou Lan responded with a smile: "Sorry, Miss Zhou, I will execute it right away."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Lan continued to use the speed of the old grandmother to walk around the park and head towards the teaching building.

The porridge at noon was delicious to her unexpectedly.

simply……

Make her a little addicted.

She always feels that Sheng Yan's ingredients are not simple, and there are even many kinds of finely chopped vegetable leaves in it that she can't distinguish the taste at all.

With Zhou Lan's taste and her drug-resistant physique, she felt that she had cured her bad physique because of a little care and a pack of cold spirits.

Usually, once she catches a cold, it is impossible to get well without delaying it for ten and a half days.

Moreover, this is still based on her medication that is several times more than the average dose.

When she was in Zhou's family, she even had her own doctor.

She almost thought that her bad body, which leaked everywhere like a broken balloon, was not saved.

But today--

Before lunch, she felt that her mind was dizzy, so she drank a bowl of porridge, and immediately became sweaty and refreshed.

How can there be such a miraculous thing in the world?

Although she didn't doubt Xu Bai, she was always interested in this so-called "private formula".

At the same time, at noon, she calmed down a little bit moved by Xu Bai's remarks.

A bit of haze appeared in Zhou Lan's eyes.

she thinks.

Xu Bai had better not be a force on either side, otherwise, no matter what magical medicine this person brought close to him, he would not be fooled anymore.

...Hope, it won't be what she thinks.

That afternoon, Zhou Lan was in a very bad mood during class. She could hardly hear what the teacher said in class. She didn't even copy a word of the writing on the blackboard.

The book was clearly spread out in front of her, but she didn't see anything.

until--

"Zhou Lan, please answer this question."

I don't know which teacher named her, but Zhou Lan is immersed in her own world, making the worst plans for herself.

If, if Xu Bai were the ones sent to her by those guys, then she should go back...

She did not dare to think about the next possibilities.

In the past, Zhou Lan didn't hesitate to find someone betrayed her, but this time was an exception.

Obviously there is no time to get along, right?

She was thinking wildly, and she didn't even hear the teacher's roll call.

Unconsciously, the attention of the whole class moved to where she was sitting.

Zhou Lan was brought back to reality by those gazes. She unconsciously raised her brows and looked at it one by one, wondering if the classmates had eaten something wrong, and they looked at herself collectively.

At this time, the teacher's tone was vaguely impatient, and he said to her again:

"Student Zhou Lan, do you need me to come over and ask you to answer my question?"

Zhou Lan raised her brows.

She pushed the table in front of her, got up from her seat, and glanced at the teacher calmly.

For some reason, she looks a little withdrawn on weekdays, and the emotions contained in it are even more indescribable.

So much so that English teachers who have always been harsh to students feel a chill in the back of their necks.

The teacher was about to have an attack, and asked Zhou Lan what her eyes were, but the other party had already lowered his eyes, opened his lips very calmly, and read the answer to her previous question in a low voice with a nice pronunciation.

The whole classroom was very quiet, only her voice sounded inside.

The English teacher's face was not pretty, but after all her answer was correct, so she could only drop one sentence:

"Be serious in class, don't always go on a small run."

Zhou Lan nodded, and sat in the seat for herself.

The English teacher is her head teacher, and her favorite is the diligent students. She looks down on the kind of students who ask for leave for minor injuries or illnesses, especially Zhou Lan's weird temper. The first student in the test of his own ability.

This will make her feel that her desire to control is offended, so she will always provoke her from time to time.

But Zhou Lan didn't care about this kind of learning episode. After sitting down, she took up the pen and pretended to be taking notes. In fact, her thoughts had drifted back to the previous place.

After making such repeated assumptions and constantly proposing different identities about Xu Bai, Zhou Lan found that she could barely accept the assumption that this person had a second identity.