Become a master of painting cakes in abusive essays

After the charity dinner, the Bian family once again demonstrated their strength. At the same time, Bian Yingning, who had done all this, became famous, and there was an endless stream of people who wanted to get married with the Bian family.

No matter whether Bian Yingning was at home or in the company, the same number of people came to visit her, and she was so scared that she couldn't come out of school.

In addition, the second round of the cooking exchange competition with the exchange students was about to start, so she had even more reasons and excuses not to go to the company.

After listening to the teacher's announcement of the theme of the second round, Bian Yingning and Zhang Zhizhi went out to analyze what it meant.

Zhang Zhizhi next to her couldn't help asking, "Whether it's real or not?"

"What's the truth? It's just a cooking competition. Is it so profound?"

Bian Yingning thinks it is the same. A culinary art exchange competition uses the word "virtual and real" as the theme. I am afraid that he wants to impress the exchange students first when it comes to the questions?

"It's not about asking us to make something that you think you can't eat but you can actually eat, and you think you can eat it but you can't eat it?"

After Zhang Zhizhi finished speaking, she and Bian Yingning looked at each other.

Both of them felt that they might have gotten to the point.

This is not unreasonable, after all, the word "virtual and real" is just like that.

True and false.

In the second round of the competition, Bian Yingning entered No.1 with two points more than Meng Weixin, while Zhang Zhizhi was No.3.

Next, the three of them will start a "fight" with their partners.

In a sense, Bian Yingning and Zhang Zhizhi are still competitors at the moment, but it's as if they didn't realize it.

"It's not difficult. For example, make a beautiful potted plant. The potted plant is made of chocolate, the stones on it are made of chocolate beans, and some bread is added to fill it. Isn't it in line with the theme?"

Bian Yingning agreed and nodded as she listened, and Zhang Zhizhi also felt that her idea was very useful, and she was full of confidence for a while.

When Zhang Zhizhi finished speaking and looked expectantly at Bian Yingning, Bian Yingning asked, "Is this delicious?"

Zhang Zhizhi whose soul was beaten hard: "..."

good question.

There are so many judges, everyone's taste must be different, some people like sweet taste, some people like salty taste.

The word "like" is enough to affect their grades.

like……

"I see, you are in love with me, right?"

Thinking of these two words, Bian Yingning couldn't help but think of these words again.

When she blushed and opened her teeth and claws, she looked like a crayfish.

With her like this, how could she have the heart to deal with crayfish in the future.

Thinking of this, Bian Yingning became inexplicably melancholy.

Crayfish are so cute, how can you not eat crayfish.

She felt that she must have been intimidated by Shang Qinghui's words, otherwise why would her figure appear in front of her just as soon as she thought about her.

Shang Qinghui, who was dragged by Mark to look for Bian Yingning, watched Bian Yingning walk out of the culinary school building next to a woman, glanced at herself indifferently, and then looked away extremely indifferently. .

It seems that I am just... a common...weed that can be seen everywhere on the side of the road?

Shang Qingfen: "???"

She actually ignored herself?

She confirmed that she saw herself, she and her eyes met, it was impossible not to look at her.

But she didn't respond?

On the night of the dinner, Shang Qinghui felt that something Wang Yu said was right, and sometimes not answering is actually a different kind of answer.

If Bian Yingning really felt that she was thinking wildly as if she was drunk, then why did she hesitate for so long before speaking.

During the time when she was distracted, what was she thinking.

In short, no matter what Bian Yingning said, there was a ghost in her heart.

However, this is not a reason for her to ignore herself, is it?

Or... She was afraid that the woman next to her would find herself entangled with her... Do you know her a little bit?

So I deliberately pretended not to see myself, because I was afraid that my identity as Neptune would be revealed in front of that woman?

She also had a little impression of the woman next to Bian Yingning. At that time, on the cultural corridor of the International College, the two of them were sticking together to buy bread there.

"Bian!"

While Shang Qinghui was still thinking through all the possibilities, Mark beside him suddenly yelled at Bian Yingning's back, which shocked Shang Qinghui.

This point is the end of get out of class time, and the students who have no class will go out from the college building.There were quite a few people, Bian Yingning and Zhang Zhizhi were among them, while Shang Qinghui and Mark stood by the roadside.

When Mark shouted, many people looked towards them.

Shang Qinghui: "..."

If it wasn't because she had nothing to do and wanted to make Bian Yingning's life more difficult, she wouldn't take the initiative to talk about being an interpreter for exchange students, let alone be in charge of Mark.

Their helpful translators are not only responsible for the translation work of the competition, but they also have to try their best to help the exchange students if they need it during the school.

No, as soon as the theme of the second round came out, Mark asked Shang Qinghui to bring him to Bian Yingning, saying that he wanted to discuss the competition.

Shang Qinghui asked herself that she was a responsible person... Well, she didn't deny that she might have hidden some small thoughts, anyway, she didn't refuse or push it to others, but agreed to Mark.

Bian Yingning felt that she heard Mark's voice calling her, so she turned her head to search for——

Surprised to find that she is not hysterical anymore, the person she saw just now is really Shang Qinghui.

She thought it was a hallucination just now, and walked past her without stopping...

Shang Shang Qinghui stared straight at her as if he wanted to eat her eyes

Bian Yingning: "..."

"Bonjour (a word for greeting), Bian!" Mark came over quickly: "I told Shang to take me to you, and she really took me to you, without using a mobile phone to contact you, which is amazing."

Mark spoke quickly in French, and gave Shang Qinghui a thumbs up when he was done.

Bian Yingning looked at Shang Qingfen, and Shang Qingfen looked at Zhang Zhizhi.

Zhang Zhizhi looked left and right, and hugged herself tightly.

So helpless.

She didn't know how she fell into the eyes of the famous Shang Xiaobawang.

"He, is he talking about me?" Zhang Zhizhi asked hesitantly.

Otherwise, Shang Qingfen will see what she is doing.

Shang Qinghui turned his scrutinizing eyes away from Zhang Zhizhi, landed on Bian Yingning, and said lazily, "He has something to do with you."

Bian Yingning nodded, guessing that Mark should be here for the second round, so she said to Zhang Zhizhi, "You go first."

Zhang Zhizhi, who was in a cloud, nodded. The final exam week was approaching, and Bian Yingning didn't want to go home to the company. The two originally agreed to go to the library to review after class.

She recognized Mark and knew that they were supposed to discuss the game, so she didn't say anything.

"Ah."

However, just as Bian Yingning finished saying this to Zhang Zhizhi, Shang Qinghui who was next to her sneered.

The three of them looked at her together, and Shang Qinghui asked Bian Yingning like watching a show: "Why, don't you introduce me first?"

After the conjecture just now, and Bian Yingning's behavior of letting Zhang Zhizhi go as soon as she saw her, Shang Qinghui confirmed her conjecture even more.

Bian Yingning, guilty of being a thief!

Otherwise, why did Zhang Zhizhi let Zhang Zhizhi go as soon as he saw him? Isn't it because he was afraid that his deeds of Neptune would be revealed.

Fortunately, she said that she was not the king of the sea that night, and she believed it.

Bian Yingning felt something was wrong, looked at Zhang Zhizhi and then at Shang Qingfen.

And her hesitant look made Shang Qingfen furious.

Although she herself didn't know where the fire came from.

"It's just an introduction, isn't it difficult, or do you... have ghosts in your heart?" Shang Qinghui asked in a hooked tone, anyone could see that she was in a very upset mood.

"Is there a ghost?" Zhang Zhizhi was so confused, she didn't understand why she was on the cusp of the storm all of a sudden.

Seeing Zhang Zhizhi's unclear appearance, Shang Qinghui gritted her teeth: "Bian Yingning, how many girls have you tricked!"

Bian Yingning, who has only said one sentence from the beginning until now: "..."

She also wanted to know how many girls she had cheated on.

Mark, who originally just wanted to prepare for the competition, suddenly entered the three-person arena of love-hate entanglement, and immediately stopped worrying about his own affairs, and started rubbing his chin with interest to watch the show.

He had already discovered that something was wrong between Shang Qinghui and Bian Yingning.

Now that the three of them are getting together, I'm afraid there will be a fight, so which one should he fight first?

It's better to pull Shang Qinghui, after all, he was the one who called Shang Qinghui.

"This is my classmate and friend, Zhang Zhizhi; this is..."

Bian Yingning introduced blankly, when it was Shang Qinghui's turn, she paused, and suddenly didn't know what words to use.

What is her relationship with Monk Qinghui?

It doesn't seem to matter at the moment.

But you can't say "This is my alumnus and younger sister, Shang Qinghui".

"Ah, I know, you are Miss Shang, and you have admired your name for a long time." Fortunately, Bian Yingning didn't struggle for too long, and Zhang Zhizhi greeted the enthusiastic monk Qinghui.

The anger on Shang Qinghui's face froze, and he looked at Zhang Zhizhi suspiciously.

No, if she really had an affair with Bian Yingning, wouldn't she be angry if Bian Yingning introduced her like this?

Bian Yingning took a breath: "As for you asking me how many girls I have coaxed, I may also need you to introduce to me what this sentence means."

She also bit down on the words "coax" and "introduce".

Shang Qinghui: "..."

Zhang Zhizhi chuckled: "Miss Shang may have misunderstood, Bian Yingning and I are innocent, we are just friends, we have no ulterior relationship, and I have not been tricked by her, so please don't get angry or jealous."

Shang Qinghui: "..."

In the distance, someone's cell phone rang——

"Goodbye mom, I'm going on a long voyage tonight~"

……

In a coffee shop on campus where there are not many people because of expensive prices, Bian Yingning and Mark are still discussing how to make dishes that fit the theme and stand out and get high marks under the theme of "virtual reality".

Shang Qingfen was holding a cup of coffee at the side, like an emotionless translation machine.

Her eyes were glazed over, obviously not recovering from the embarrassment just now.

My mind is full of Zhang Zhizhi's words, don't be jealous and angry.

No matter being jealous or angry, talking nonsense is not afraid of tearing her mouth apart.

But... Could it be that she really misunderstood Bian Yingning?

"The devil is jealous and angry!" Thinking of Shang Qinghui, she couldn't help but whispered.

Mark was expressing his opinions fiercely, and he sat a little far away from Shang Qinghui, so he didn't hear what Shang Qinghui said.

Bian Yingning looked at her sideways.

There are many doll decorations in the store, some of which are new for sale, Shang Qinghui took one and held it in his arms.

She leaned forward slightly, and pressed the doll between her chest and the table, and the plump, white and wise seagull doll was squeezed out of shape by her.

The doll's brows and eyes drooped, looking sad.

And Shang Qinghui held the coffee in both hands to warm her hands, with her small face on top of the mellow coffee, her brows and eyes were drooping.

One person and one doll complement each other.

She still frowned from time to time. It seemed that what happened just now had hit her hard. She hasn't come out yet, her thoughts are written all over her face.

Mark was talking, and found that no one paid attention to him.

Shang Qinghui was staring at Xuxu in a daze, while Bian Yingning was staring at Shang Qinghui in a daze.

Mark, who has been deeply influenced by romantic cells since he was a child: "..."

Or he should leave, he felt that he was brighter than the big chandelier above his head.

When Shang Qinghui came back to his senses, he suddenly realized that the surroundings were too quiet.

She looked up, Bian Yingning was stirring her coffee, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Mark, who was looking left and right at the scenery, noticed her and looked over.

Shang Qing's fennel root became hot: "Sorry, I was distracted, where did you talk?"

Mark can understand a little Chinese, and most of the time Shang Qinghui just needs to translate Mark's words for Bian Yingning.

Unless Bian Yingning said some profound words that Mark didn't understand, she needed to explain to Mark.

"That's enough. Let's see what ingredients are available on the day of the competition." Bian Yingning said this.

"I'm sorry, my teacher suddenly asked me for something, I have to go first." Mark looked at the phone and stood up and said.

The acting is a bit clumsy.

Bian Yingning nodded: "If you have anything to do, you can contact me on WeChat."

WeChat has its own translation function, so you are not afraid of communication barriers.

Mark said that he knew, and after greeting the two, he still wanted to pay the bill.

But was stopped by Bian Yingning, she took out her mobile phone to scan the QR code to pay, and even paid for Shang Qinghui's doll.

Shang Qinghui pinched the face of the doll's head, and just finished pinching it with one hand. Seeing that Bian Yingning was paying for herself, she couldn't help but snapped, "I'll pay for it."

Mark looked excited and knowledgeable: "Is this the famous scene of Chinese people paying the bill?!"

"..."

In the end, Bian Yingning paid the money, she was faster, and Mark only had cash.

As soon as Mark left, Shang Qinghui couldn't sit still.

After she took a sip of coffee and put down the cup, she was about to leave too, but Bian Yingning asked just in time: "You have nothing to say?"

Shang Qinghui squeezed the doll: "It does exist."

She opened WeChat and looked at Bian Yingning: "Take out the payment code."

Bian Yingning didn't move, but said quietly: "You are my junior, I just treat you to a cup of coffee, don't think too much about it."

Shang Qing glared at her.

"Are you mocking me?"

"How can you say that you are satirizing you? Look, I paid for Mark's coffee, but not yours. People think I have a problem with you."

Bian Yingning said slowly, the mobile phone that just paid was still on, and it was placed on the table.

This must be a proper irony!

Shang Qingfen grinds his teeth.

Didn't she mean that she was being affectionate? She paid her coffee money and doll money, and she wanted to settle it with her, because she was afraid that she would like her, and if she calculated it clearly, she could express her disapproval.

"I, Shang Qingfen, never ask others to pay for my shopping."

Shang Qinghui didn't care what she thought, grabbed the mobile phone on her desk to open the payment code, and held the mobile phone in the other hand to scan it.

Bian Yingning didn't rush to follow her, instead she raised her legs and said with a smile: "Is this how you use my WeChat?"

Because her hand trembled when she said this, she happened to click on Shang Qinghui, who was in the column of adding friends: "..."

Shocked, Shang Qinghui was afraid that Bian Yingning would see that her intentions had been confirmed, so she hurriedly turned back.

Bian Yingning glanced at it. Although she couldn't see the screen, she could see the movement of Shang Qinghui's hand on the screen.

The smile on the corner of her mouth was thicker, and there was a sense of helplessness, and she deliberately said: "As long as you open your mouth or give a hint, I will take the initiative to give it to you, so you don't have to bother."

Shang Qinghui was afraid that she would suddenly come over and see his every move, so he was distracted and stared at her movements vigilantly.

So not only her "indulgent" words, but also the ambiguous smile on the corner of her mouth was not left behind by her.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Shang Qinghui blushed with anger.

"It's nothing." Bian Yingning followed suit.

But precisely because of her not arguing with her, Shang Qinghui felt insulted.

How come in her mouth, I became the kind of person who likes her so much that she will do everything to get her WeChat?

And is it still a narcissist who thinks she likes him too?

Thinking of these one or two words made Shang Qing's face darken.

When she opened Bian Yingning's payment code, she didn't notice the word "hate" next to the brackets of her real name. She glanced at the profile picture above and transferred 500 yuan to Bian Yingning.

Putting her mobile phone back on the table, Qinghui raised her face and said, "You're welcome for the tip."

A cup of coffee is more than 30 yuan, and the doll is more than 50 yuan. The sum is less than 100 yuan. It is Bian Yingning who has made money.

Bian Yingning picked up her mobile phone and looked at it: "It's still twenty."

Shang Qinghui's face was full of arrogance: "Where are there still twenty?"

"Didn't you want to transfer 520 for me?"

Shang Qinghui's fist hardened.

"Forget it, as long as I know what you want." Bian Yingning said to Shang Qinghui with a faint smile.

Shang Qinghui didn't come up in one breath and was almost overwhelmed with anger: "Can you stop being so narcissistic? What 520, I just think that the number of [-] is relatively round!"

"For the whole thing, why don't you give one thousand?"

"I'm not being taken advantage of!" Shang Qinghui wanted to jump.

"Yeah." Bian Yingning replied perfunctorily, as if she believed it, but expressed that she didn't believe it.

"What are you huh?!" Shang Qinghui punched the doll in his arms.

Bian Yingning watched her actions, and after being silent for three seconds, she suddenly said, "Is this just anger from embarrassment?"

Shang Qinghui understood that it was a mistake for her to accompany Mark to find Bian Yingning.

"Crazy." Shang Qinghui said getting up to leave.

Bian Yingning suddenly raised his hand to grab her arm.

Being held back, Shang Qinghui looked back condescendingly at Bian Yingning who was still sitting on the blue single sofa.

Behind her is the bleak campus scenery in winter.

Bare trees, slightly overcast sky, the crystal chandelier above the head exudes soft light, it is cold outside, but the house is warm as before, and the fragrance of coffee is still lingering in the nose.

She has exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and her long hair has reached her shoulders. Because of her movements, some hair ends slipped from her shoulders.

Bian Yingning put away the smirk on her face, her phoenix eyes were deep, and she looked quite serious: "I heard that Meng Weixin asked you to join her group, did you refuse?"