The peerless beauty of fast time travel

The first ones who are attracted by the fragrance are probably the students who skipped classes.After all, it was only before eleven o'clock, so He Xiangchen couldn't think of any other possibility except skipping class.

In junior high school, I only heard of detention, but I haven't heard of early dismissal.

The little boy walked to the stall, he didn't seem to have seen this kind of thing, and he hesitated for a long time.

It's a pity that he is the only student at the school gate, and there are no samples to refer to.

He Xiangchen felt it was funny, so he just scooped up some meatballs and meat, poured them into a plastic cup with a bamboo skewer on it, "One cup is a Jiasi coin, do you want to try it?"

One Jiasi coin is equivalent to five Huaxia coins, which is almost the same price for a street stall.

The boy hesitated for a moment, but the aroma from his nose tempted him to take out a coin and handed it to He Xiangchen.

"Little friend, skipping class is wrong, go back to class after eating." He Xiangchen said softly.

The little boy glared at him, "I'm not going back!"

"why?"

"Today's last class requires a math quiz, and I don't know how to do it." The boy sniffed in distress, and he tried to take a bite of the ball. The delicious taste made his eyes widen.

"Delicious!"

He Xiangchen curled his lips, he just liked the little boy's unaffected surprise, "It's delicious, this is my brother's special skill! Actually, it doesn't matter if you are not good at math, if you really don't like reading, Just find something you like to do.”

Xiang Yanfeng originally thought that He Xiangchen would continue to persuade the little boy to go back to school, but he didn't expect that he would directly ask him to give up his studies, almost spitting out the water in his mouth.

He frowned and walked up to the little boy, "You are so young, what can you do in the future if you don't study? Are you setting up a stall here like this big brother?"

Xiang Yanfeng's appearance is a bit fierce, handsome and handsome.In addition, he was wearing a pair of sunglasses, which made it even more bluffing.

The boy was obviously frightened by him, but even so, he did not give up the Mala Tang in his hand.

He Xiangchen frowned, it's fine for Xiang Yanfeng to be indifferent to him, he is so fierce to a child!Simply unreasonable!

He simply put down the tools in his hand and pulled the boy behind him, "I don't think there is anything shameful about setting up a stall. People who live by their own hands deserve to be respected."

"...I'm educating him, please get out of the way." Xiang Yanfeng narrowed his eyes, his eyes were a little dangerous.

However, He Xiangchen didn't hesitate at all, "He is my guest, and I don't allow anyone to criticize my guest! Mr. Xiang, I admit that I haven't received a good education, because I was an orphan when I was very young. Seven When I was young, I set up a stall on the street with my master, and in my opinion, making food that makes people happy is more important than anything else.”

"When I was making Roujiamo for others in the cold wind, I didn't feel that I was worse than the chef in a five-star restaurant. If you think it is extremely dishonorable to set up a stall, you can even use it as a negative If there is an example in the textbook, then I beg to differ."

He Xiangchen lowered his eyes halfway, and his slender eyelashes blocked the light in his eyes.Without any warning, Xiang Yanfeng knew that the young chef was losing his temper.

He just said one sentence, well, he admitted that that sentence was biased, but his starting point was only for the sake of this child.

Xiang Yanfeng was stunned for a while, seeing He Xiangchen lowered his head and said something to the child, the boy nodded and left, the direction was Simu Middle School where he came.

This child actually turned back the same way.

"What did you tell him?" Xiang Yanfeng was not the kind of person who was very talkative, and he was silent for a while, seeing that He Xiangchen really didn't intend to talk to him, so he asked this question.

He Xiangchen didn't even raise his head, "I told him that interest is the best teacher, but if you haven't even determined your own interest, you should go back to class to find it."

"...So you planned to tell him this from the beginning?" Xiang Yanfeng asked hesitantly.

"Maybe." He Xiangchen smiled, filled a cup of Malatang, and handed it to Xiang Yanfeng, "Do you want to eat?"

Xiang Yanfeng took the plastic cup and looked inside.The red spicy oil floated on the surface, it was the most primitive Mala Tang, and it was also the one he couldn't accept the most.

He casually played with the balls inside with a bamboo stick, "Aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry?" He Xiangchen asked strangely.

"Just now, I seem to have mentioned your unhappy past." Xiang Yanfeng took this opportunity to hide the plastic cup on the bottom shelf.

He Xiangchen looked straight at him.

"It's such a big deal, it's worth asking." He Xiangchen shrugged and pointed at the partition, "If you don't want to eat, give it back to me, and I'll eat it myself."

After speaking, without Xiang Yanfeng's consent, he ate most of the Mala Tang in the plastic cup in two or three bites.

At this time, the second customer came, and he put the half-eaten Malatang aside.

Xiang Yanfeng stared at the Mala Tang, which was only half left. He had forgotten how long he hadn't eaten such a thing, ten years, or 15 years?

It seems that since his father stopped him from eating Malatang when he was a child, he has never eaten Malatang again.

He Xiangchen was busy making Mala Tang for the children, but he didn't realize that there was a beggar on the street walking towards him.He stretched out his dirty hand, about to take away the half cup of Malatang.

Xiang Yanfeng stopped him righteously and asked the staff to drive him away.

He Xiangchen took a look at him and said with a smile, "If you don't eat it yourself, why don't you let others eat it? You don't like it. For him, it might be a good food to fill his stomach."

"Who says I won't eat?"

Xiang Yanfeng muttered something, and after confirming that He Xiangchen had turned his head, he ate up half a cup of Malatang.

The taste is not bad.

He Xiangchen's Malatang really caused a small sensation. The students in the school smelled the aroma here, and their friends highly recommended it, so they rushed here to buy Malatang.

It's a pity that He Xiangchen only prepared so many ingredients, so he could only tell everyone regretfully, "Sorry, it's sold out."

The children let out sighs of regret.

He Xiangchen smiled softly, "But before you go to school in the afternoon, I will still be here. Students who haven't bought one should come early in the afternoon!"

The children quickly said: "We will definitely wait for you here!"

"I still want to eat delicious Malatang!"

"Brother, will you come tomorrow?"

He Xiangchen closed the stall, his back was already soaked, but when he counted the money, he had a happy smile like a child's.

"You'll find something for yourself to do." Xiang Yanfeng frowned at him.

Obviously exhausted to death, he promised those children to come back in the afternoon.The program group adjusted the time to the morning just to allow the contestants to have enough time to rest, but this person actually caused trouble for himself.

He Xiangchen collected the money and put it in a small bag.Then he stood up and looked at Xiang Yanfeng.

Sweat soaked his shirt, and the almost sheer material clung to his skin, outlining his clearly well-worked figure.The well-proportioned muscles on his body were not developed in the gym, but were honed little by little in the streets.

But it's still too thin, and the waist seems to be able to hug it with one arm.

Sensing what he was thinking, Xiang Yanfeng froze for a moment.

Unexpectedly, He Xiangchen simply unbuttoned his shirt and took off his sweaty shirt.Without the restraint and cover of the shirt, Xiang Yanfeng was able to see the veins and lines of He Xiangchen's upper body more clearly.

"What are you doing!" Xiang Yanfeng frowned, "Put on your clothes quickly!"

"Wet."

He Xiangchen said aggrievedly, "Does the program crew have a clean shirt? I want to change it."

The staff used the walkie-talkie to ask the director.

Director Mike, facing the camera screen, drooled at He Xiangchen's body, "Just, just naked!"

staff member:"……"

Facing He Xiangchen's expectant eyes, the staff had no choice but to say anxiously: "Director Mike said, just, just be naked like this."

"Come with me!"

Xiang Yanfeng couldn't help but grab his wrist, and the force made him ache.

He Xiangchen struggled to break free, "Let go, I hurt!"

There was even a crying sound in the back!Soft, straight to the heart!

Xiang Yanfeng's fingertips trembled, and when he turned his head, he found that He Xiangchen wasn't crying at all, but just stared at him fiercely while holding his wrist.

Is it just his illusion?

He Xiangchen said angrily, "Why are you crazy? Mr. Xiang, don't forget that we are still recording the show!"

"You also know that you are recording a show, so you still dare to take off your clothes?" Xiang Yanfeng didn't know why he was angry, he was obviously not a person who would get angry, "You want to be angry that much, huh?"

"I really want to get angry. What does this have to do with me taking off my clothes? Can you control me if I take off my clothes?"

He Xiangchen sneered and said, "Mr. Xiang, you are a judge, I respect you. But you can't make trouble for nothing, right? If you hate me, just say so, there's no need to beat around the bush and trouble me!"

Xiang Yanfeng opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.He was not a person who could talk, but He Xiangchen suddenly shut up and kept silent.

Then leaned over and picked him up!

"You, what are you doing!" He Xiangchen struggled, like a good man who had been robbed.

"Take you to change clothes!" Xiang Yanfeng said with a cold face, "If you don't want to fall, be honest with me!"