The fluffy phoenix is ​​not as good as the chicken

Qin Ziyang continued to curse, "It's as cold as a block of ice, it's hard for him to talk! With such a withdrawn and arrogant character, he must not even have a friend!"

After kicking the tree and nagging for a long time, Qin Ziyang let out a long breath, and the photographer told him to go back quickly to get some food after seeing that he was getting better, and he had to go to class later.

When Qin Ziyang heard about the class, his face almost cracked, "My dad didn't tell me that there is still class!!"

The photographer is not surprised, anyway, the children who participated in this "growth" winter camp were all coaxed, coaxed and deceived by their parents

Come.

Now that things had come to an end, Qin Ziyang had no choice but to head back to the house.

Seeing at a glance that the pot of corn paste had been filled by Shu Huai in his lunch box, there was really not a single drop left in the crock pot, and Shu Huai washed the crock pot clean and put it on the ground for the sake of "fairness". People do not know where to go.

Seeing that the firewood on the ground hadn't been extinguished, Qin Ziyang was overjoyed, "Fortunately, the fire was saved for me!" As soon as the words came out, he closed his mouth angrily.

He was really used to being cold by Shu Huai, and he was overjoyed when the other party made him angry.

Hurry up and clumsily fill it with firewood, refill the crock with water and put it on the bricks.

He had never burned before, and thought that the more branches the better, the result was thick smoke, and his head and face were covered with black ash.

While coughing and coughing, under the guidance of the photographer, he pulled out the excess branches with tongs, leaving enough air for the half-burned firewood in the pit.

It took more than half an hour just to boil half of the water.

"I'm going! This is too deceitful!" At this time, Qin Ziyang experienced the difficulty of cooking, and his anger towards Shu Huai was slightly reduced.

I have to admit that if he had managed to cook a pot of porridge early in the morning, and the other party with the wrong plate shyly asked to share, he would definitely be furious.

After walking around the house for a long time, Qin Ziyang only found half a bag of cornmeal, and a small bag of potatoes and sweet potatoes.

"I don't even have a grain of rice. What kind of life is this?" Qin Ziyang, who was eating fragrant rice imported from Thailand, couldn't understand it at all.

He took the potatoes and sweet potatoes and weighed them left and right, uncertain what to pay attention to.In the end, the photographer reminded me that if I bake it now, I don’t know how long it will take to cook.

Qin Ziyang could only choose cornmeal.He poured the cornmeal into the earthen pot, but because he couldn't grasp how much to put in, he accidentally put in too much, and added water...then boiled a pot full of sticky corn paste.

Well, he knows how Shu Huai's pot came about.

The corn gelatin is very sticky when it melts, but it looks yellow and bright.Qin Ziyang's stomach was growling at the moment, and he couldn't wait to scoop up a spoonful until it was cold. At least he remembered to test the temperature. He stuck out his tongue to taste it, but he was so hot that he gasped, "Bah bah! Burned to death Master!"

Blowing on the spoon a few times, and stuffing the corn paste into his mouth, Qin Ziyang frowned, as if what he ate was □□, his expression was distorted, and he complained dissatisfiedly, "It's so unpalatable!"

This corn paste does not add a drop of oil, is saltless and tasteless, and is not polished very finely, so it tastes rough and tastes like chewing wax, which is hard for city children who are used to eating delicacies.

Although Qin Ziyang's stomach was sour from hunger, he really couldn't swallow such an unpalatable food.Turning around in the house, he found a jar of kimchi.

Mountain people's pickles are just some cheap cabbage and chili peppers. Qin Ziyang fished out a chili pepper and took a small bite. The salty taste bitterer than sea water immediately stimulated his taste buds so much that he almost choked on it.

Quickly picked up the big bowl and poured a big mouthful of corn paste, only then did he feel like he was alive, Qin Ziyang looked down at the half of the food, his face was blue and white, "I know that pickles are what Mao wants to get. So salty."

He stared at the kimchi in distaste and asked the photographer, "We can't eat this every meal! I'm going to sue you for abuse!"

The photographer said, "No. We will release the task, and if you complete it, you can reward other food."

As soon as Qin Ziyang heard about the task, his interest suddenly faded, and he had no interest at all.

So, with a pickled sea pepper, Qin Ziyang drank two bowls of mush, and poured the rest into his foreign porcelain bowl as Shu Huai did.

After eating, Qin Ziyang threw the pot on the ground without washing it, and went out to go to the so-called school.

Under the photographer's guidance, he went around behind the house, only to find a white figure in the nearby woods.

That is Shu Huai.The white sports sweater and black trousers showed a slender figure. He seemed to be punching, his movements were mighty, and his punches and kicks were vigorous and masculine.

Qin Ziyang whistled involuntarily, "Wow~ Cool!"

After eating a meal, at this moment, he seemed to have forgotten the previous grievances, and his heart was relieved.

Shu Huai didn't seem to hear it, and didn't move his eyebrows.When Qin Ziyang came, he was almost in the last few moves, and he finished it quickly, separated his feet and pressed down with his hands, breathing slowly, without rushing or slowing down.

Under the dense foliage, the young man standing alone is as tall and straight as a pine, under the soft black hair, his eyes are lightly closed, his expression is calm, and he has a calmness that is completely out of his age.Shu Huai's appearance is so delicate and beautiful that it is difficult to distinguish between male and female, but he does not look feminine at all, but is extraordinarily stern and proud.

In addition, just after exercising, he was panting slightly, and the glistening sweat beads on his forehead slowly slid down his fair cheeks, outlining his chiseled jaw.

Qin Ziyang was stunned. As a rich second generation, there were never many beautiful and handsome men around him, but he had never lost his composure like this.

The next second, sensing that someone was around, Shu Huai opened his eyes, and his black eyes glanced at Qin Ziyang coldly.

"!" Qin Ziyang's pupils constricted suddenly, and then he dodged his eyes as if he had been caught peeping, and hurriedly walked along the mountain road, his back looked like he was running away.

Shu Huai withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, returned to the room and wiped his sweat with a towel, then put on a thick down jacket, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked towards the school unhurriedly.

The only school here was built two kilometers away on a relatively flat site.Children from several nearby mountains all come here to study.

Shu Huai and Qin Ziyang were the closest, and they had to walk two kilometers on the mountain road.

It just rained, and the ground was muddy and slippery. Every time I took a step, my shoes were stained with dirt, making them dirty.

Qin Ziyang was cursing and complaining all the way, and the ears of the accompanying photographers were all callused.

As for Shu Huai, it was almost silent.He walked with his head buried, without saying a word the whole time, only when his eyes touched the soil stained on his shoes did he show a bit of boredom, and his brows became more and more frowned.

After walking for about half an hour, the two arrived at the school step by step.

After seeing the environment clearly, Qin Ziyang said in surprise, "No way, this dilapidated house is actually a school?"

No wonder he was surprised, the so-called school deep in the mountains is actually a wooden house.

It is ventilated everywhere, and the wood is yellow and moldy. One can imagine what it is like to read in it in winter.

"Tsk" sighed inexplicably, and Qin Ziyang waited in place under the photographer's signal.Not long after, Shu Huai also arrived.

The staff knocked on the door and told the teacher inside why he came, because he had greeted him in advance, and the teacher came out to greet him immediately.

"You guys are here, come in quickly." The male teacher was about 20 years old, a gentle young man wearing glasses.Seeing the two arrogant students, he rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

Qin Ziyang stared at the other party's softened white shirt, and said lazily, "Hello, Teacher Li."

Shu Huai didn't say a word.

Li Qi didn't care about their attitude, and welcomed them into the house.

As soon as he entered the classroom, Qin Ziyang stared at the environment inside with his eyes rolling.

The first reaction is, too simple!

The students were of different heights, and they all sat on the piled bricks and stones. There were only a few desks, and more students had small stools in front of them.

There were about [-] people crowded inside, their clothes were tattered and patched everywhere, they all raised their heads to look at the novelty eyes, silently staring at the two strange visitors.

"It's like being watched like a monkey." Qin Ziyang muttered in a low voice, but was surprised to find that Shu Huai who was beside him nodded slightly, as if agreeing with his words.

An inexplicable happiness surged up in his heart, Qin Ziyang's eyes flickered, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he immediately put it down when he realized something was wrong.

Li Qi is introducing to the students, "This is Qin Ziyang, and this is Shu Huai. These two big brothers are from big cities, and they will become classmates with you in the next month and study together. Let us applaud and welcome !"

"clap clap"

There was inconsistent but absolutely enthusiastic applause in the classroom, and the clapping hands of several children with flushed faces and runny noses turned red.

Then Li Qi asked the two of them to come on stage and introduce themselves.

"So annoying" muttered, Qin Ziyang took the lead on the stage, and waved his hands lazily, "Hello, students~ My name is Qin Ziyang, and I'm from City C. I'm done."

Li Qi hurriedly said, "Let's talk a little more. Usually, your interests and so on."

"Interesting," Qin Ziyang yawned and said out of boredom, "Singing, drinking, clubbing and fighting, that's all."

This time, without waiting for Li Qi to say anything else, he quickly stepped aside and motioned for Shu Huai to come on.

A student below raised his hand, and Li Qi called his name, "Xiaofeng, tell me."

The girl named Xiaofeng, who was about twelve or thirteen years old, wore two braids, her little face was red from the cold, "Teacher, what do you mean by clubbing?"

Qin Ziyang looked over in surprise, and muttered in a low voice, "Damn, I don't even know what clubbing is."

He spoke in a low voice, the students below couldn't hear clearly, but Li Qi in front of him did not miss a single word. Hearing this, he smiled awkwardly, explained to the students, and said vaguely, "It's like a discotheque."

The students below are still at a loss. The youngest is six or seven years old, and the oldest is fourteen or fifteen years old. They have never been out of this mountain so far.

Li Qi felt a little sad, changed the subject, and motioned for Shu Huai to introduce himself.

Shu Huai stood up, expressionless, "Shu Huai."

Take a step back, this is the end of the matter, even the most basic politeness is unwilling to pretend.