Why is my elf so weird?

The cafeteria is a very special place for school students.

Just like toilets and playgrounds, you can always relax here after a long time.

At every meal time, the students rushing to the cafeteria are like a biohazard scene. The deserted cafeteria will become crowded in an instant, discouraging lazy latecomers.

This is the current situation of the canteen in Xin Yun's perception.

Just like the canteens in the previous world, this canteen is still so lively.

However, when Xin Yun saw the orderly queue, he felt relieved.

As long as it's not a mess without any structure...

After taking the plate and finding a queue that seemed to have fewer people, Xin Yun started waiting.

Feeling the fast-moving queue and looking at the food window getting closer and closer, Xin Yun secretly prayed in her heart, praying that the canteen lady here would not have trembling hands like the rumors.

After waiting for about five minutes, Xin Yun finally stood in front of the meal window and faced the rumored cafeteria lady.

"Auntie, give me a little of everything." Xin Yun said with a smile, her heart unwavering.

The aunt in the cooking window glanced at Xin Yun, then glanced at Soraya who was lying on Xin Yun's head, then took the dinner plate from Xin Yun's hand, and the hand holding the rice spoon was almost out of sight. Yun didn't even have time to react, and the clean plate turned into a seemingly nutritious dinner.

Holding the plate and stepping aside, Xin Yun looked at the generous portions of three dishes and one soup. Xin Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, it’s better to listen less to rumors...

Xin Yun raised his head. What he was facing now was the second question.

No seats.

At a glance, the seats on the first floor are almost full, and there are no empty seats at all. You may need to go to the second floor.

Xin Yun did not go to the second floor immediately. He carried the dinner plate and walked through the tables filled with people. He swept the surrounding tables with his peripheral vision, looking for an empty seat.

Xin Yun's efforts were not in vain. When his arms holding the dinner plate were numb, he finally found an empty seat. It was a two-seater in the corner. Few people should pay attention to it. arrive.

Without thinking too much or paying attention to who was sitting opposite, Xin Yun quickly stepped forward, quickly grabbed the seat, put down the dinner plate, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Feeling relieved that she had a seat, Xin Yun turned her attention to the dinner plate. Today's dinner...well, tomato and egg soup, stir-fried green beans, stir-fried loofah, and...stewed beef brisket with potatoes.

Picking up the chopsticks on the dinner plate, Xin Yun planned to finish the dinner quickly, and then rushed back to prepare dinner for Soraya and the Giant Needle Bee.

"Xin...yun?"

However, just when Xin Yun was about to take down her chopsticks and start eating, the person sitting opposite called out Xin Yun's name.

And this sound as subtle as a mosquito... is also quite familiar.

Xin Yun raised her head and looked at the person sitting opposite.

The man seemed to have called out Xin Yun's name subconsciously. The moment Xin Yun raised her head, she realized what had just happened. She suddenly lowered her head, as if she wanted to bury her face in her chest.

However, her movements were still half a beat slower than Xin Yun's, and Xin Yun could see her face clearly.

"Zhu Qianqu?"

Although she was not wearing a mask, the left eyepatch that covered almost half of her face, her long chestnut hair, and her outfit that were no different from before allowed Xin Yun to recognize her identity at a glance.

"No...no, you recognized the wrong person..." Zhu Qianqu, who was recognized, held his head as far away as a rattle, trying his best to deny his identity.

"If you didn't wear a blindfold...if you changed your clothes, I might not be able to recognize you."

Xin Yun said this as she looked at Zhu Qianqu, who was shaking his head and repeating "I got the wrong person" in a voice like a mosquito's chirp.

This girl... why does she care so much about being recognized...

Zhu Qianqu, who was in the process of self-hypnosis, was pierced by Xin Yun's words and his inner defense line was pierced. He gave up the struggle and leaned weakly on the back of the seat. He looked up at the ceiling. His exposed right eye seemed to have lost its highlight. He was talking to himself indistinctly, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Looking at Zhu Qianqu, whose painting style gradually turned to black and white, Xin Yun's mouth twitched slightly, and she turned her face to look at Soraya on her shoulder.

Soraya immediately understood, took a deep breath, then jumped down to the dining table, walked around the two people's plates with light steps, then jumped into Zhu Qianqu's arms, and rubbed against Zhu Qianqu's chest. , and then shouted coquettishly: "Zo~ Luo~"

Soraya's cry instantly brought Zhu Qianqu back to reality. She lowered her head and met Soraya's eyes. After seeing Soraya's watery blue eyes, her eyes suddenly changed, as if she had seen through the world. The truth is the same, and he also murmurs words such as "I will have no regrets in this life"...

It was obvious that this guy was completely and irresistibly obsessed with Soraya.

With a natural smile on her face, Xin Yun calmly picked up the spoon and took a sip of the tomato and egg soup. She winked at Zoroa with her left eye. Zoroa also showed a sly smile and winked.

Plan passes.

"Classmate Zhuqianqu, we are really destined. I didn't expect you to be admitted to this college, and..."

Zhu Qianqu, whose painting style returned to normal, nodded slightly, and Xin Yun said softly. As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the potato beef brisket on the two people's plates, and then the corners of his mouth trembled inadvertently, and finally suppressed what he wanted to say. go back.

Zhu Qianqu, who was hit directly by Soraya's coquettish attack, gradually recovered. She stroked Soraya in her arms with one hand, picked up the chopsticks and said to Xin Yun: "Yes...this is the third time we have met... We are really destined, Xin Yun?"

"Xin Yun."

Correcting Zhu Qianqu's mistake without changing her expression, Xin Yun distributed the dishes on the plate one by one with chopsticks, and divided the rice into one portion after another.

"Cough...cough cough...it's Xin Yun, it's Xin Yun...wait..." Zhu Qianqu, who mispronounced Xin Yun's name, coughed awkwardly, silently chanting Xin Yun's name repeatedly in his heart, and stretched out his hand pretending to be calm. He picked up a piece of beef brisket with his chopsticks, his brows twitching unconsciously.

She also suppressed what she wanted to say.

"We will be classmates from now on. Please give me your advice." After dividing all the dishes and rice, Xin Yun said to Zhu Qianqu opposite with a smile.

"Ah...ah, please give me more advice..." Zhu Qianqu's voice lowered again, using a voice that only he could hear clearly.

After chatting for a while, Xin Yun and Zhu Qianqu stopped talking and began to prepare their own meals.

Xin Yun, who divided all the meals into small portions, emptied the entire plate of dinner very quickly, drank up the tomato soup in the bowl with a few more spoons, placed the chopsticks and spoons neatly on the plate, and continued So he waited quietly, waiting for Zhu Qianqu on the other side to finish eating.

Zhu Qianqu's speed was not slow and he finished his dinner quickly. He raised his head and met Xin Yun's eyes.

Xin Yun smiled slightly, while Zhu Qianqu turned his face sideways, avoiding Xin Yun's gaze.

"Zorro!"

Seeing that both of them had finished their dinner, Soraya jumped back on Xin Yun's shoulders. Xin Yun raised her hand and touched Soraya, then stood up with the dinner plate, bowed slightly towards Zhu Qianqu, still carrying With an unchanging smile: "Then, I'll take the first step."

After that, he walked towards the tableware recycling place.

Looking at Xin Yun's leaving figure, Zhu Qianqu turned his head stiffly, lowered his head, covered his face with his hands, and began to talk to himself again in a voice that was quieter than the sound of a mosquito...

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