Goddess routine

The 20 yuan rice noodle pot is enough for three people, but it is too much for five people.

Facing the steaming hot pot, five people stared at each other for a long time, but none of them moved their chopsticks.

Eating the same bowl of food is like this. If you eat too much, you are afraid that others will mind. If you eat less, you will feel that you have suffered a disadvantage.

Ji Lingyu glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of the store, couldn't sit still, picked up the serving chopsticks and wanted to talk, "I'm going to be late, you don't want to eat, I'll start first."

Su Ziqing stopped her without a trace, "Hey, you took the chopsticks, let others do what you want, I'll do it."

"Don't you just have a meal, it's really troublesome." Ji Lingyu muttered, and still gave her the chopsticks and spoons in his hand.

"The value of the meal can only be reflected by the trouble of eating." Su Ziqing said with a smile, and used a spoon to share the food in everyone's bowl.

Serving things to people is also a technical job, just like the people who upheld justice in ancient Greece, if they were a little partial, they would be rejected by others.

Curious about how the beautiful girl in front of him was divided, Mo Xiaobei took a closer look, and found that she deliberately favored Anji and herself more, and Tang Wenxian and herself less.

Tang Wenxian likes Ji Lingyu because he has many guests but few himself. Of course, he doesn't care about it so much. As for Miss Ji who has as many guests as them, who makes her such a pampered lady.

"Okay, you can serve it yourself after you finish eating." After dividing the food, she sat down with a smile and said.

Naturally, no one objected, and each picked up the chopsticks at hand and began to eat.

Mo Xiaobei paid attention while eating, and found that this Sumerian was also eating very slowly while eating. Ji Lingyu next to her had already started to fill the second bowl, and the leaves of vegetables in her own bowl were all gone. Did not eat.

Immediately, he liked her a little more.Her mother often said that she was short-hearted, but the girl in front of her was indeed good-looking and had a delicate heart.

"It's getting late, we're almost done eating, let's go to self-study in the morning."

Seeing her looking at her, Su Ziqing stopped the chopsticks in his hand with a smile, and said to her, "Student Mo, you keep looking at me, do you think there are spots on my face?"

"Ah, I'm sorry." Mo Xiaobei quickly apologized, but seeing her wink at her again, he smiled and teased her, "There is no need to apologize for such a thing. Or, did classmate Mo do something to offend me? "

For some reason, Mo Xiaobei felt his face turn redder, and quickly lowered his head, pretending to be busy eating.

She didn't dare to raise her head again during the meal, except for the steady bickering between Ji Lingyu and Tang Wenxian, all she could hear was Anji's constant gossip about Su Meiren.

From birthday zodiac sign to hobbies and the type of person she likes, if Mo Xiaobei didn't give her a gentle tug, she would probably be so excited that she would even have to ask what color underwear she is wearing today.

And no matter how she asked, Su Ziqing would answer her unhurriedly with a kind and gentle smile.

This attitude reminded Mo Xiaobei of the leader from the province who came to condolences when her home was flooded when she was six or seven years old.

But she remembered that the leader who kindly shook hands with a group of uncles and aunts was a middle-aged uncle with a Mediterranean hairstyle in his 60s.When talking to her uncles, she smiled like this.

Hmm... Look at Su Ziqing who is smiling in front of him again. Yes, it is indeed the same smile as the bald leader.The corners of Mo Xiaobei's mouth twitched slightly, desperately trying to hold back the desire to laugh.

Seeing her look like this, Su Ziqing on the opposite side twitched her brows, looked at her strangely, and continued to talk to An Ji.

After eating for about half an hour, several people dispersed.After they all put together the money to Su Ziqing at the door of the store, they broke up and went back separately.

In autumn, the sky in Qingcheng is clear blue, and occasionally you can see white clouds hanging on the edge of the treetops.

The afternoon sun was quiet, and it shone warmly on people, making them want to sleep.

Seeing those two beauties and them shaking hands and leaving on the battery scooter, Mo Xiaobei couldn't express how he felt.

After only staying in Qingcheng for a few days, but having so much interaction with them and receiving so much care, I really don't know how to describe her inner feelings.

Especially the Sumerian.For today's meal, she also knew in her heart that she should take care of her, so she proposed this.Most of the whole pot of rice noodles went into the stomachs of her and Ji Lingyu Anji. She saw that she didn't eat much the whole time, but she still willingly shared the meal money with them. What an incredible person.

"Okay, everyone is gone, what are you looking at?"

She was still looking over there anxiously, and Anji hugged her and said excitedly, "Let's go, Xiaobei, let me tell you, I made money today, and I asked many things about Su Meiren, you I don't know, she can play the guitar and likes to rap, I thought that a classical beauty like her should be like the ones on TV..."

While she was talking, Mo Xiaobei saw An Peiyao coming out of the store, and quickly stopped her, "Anji, wait a moment."

"Huh?" An Ji's face was inexplicable, until she saw An Peiyao walking towards them from the rice noodle shop, she didn't know why she interrupted her.

Smiling and waving to An Peiyao over there, "Hi, student An."

An Peiyao ignored her, took a look at Mo Xiaobei, and walked directly past them to the school.

"Hey, hey, what's her attitude?" Angie stomped her feet angrily, "We are classmates and roommates after all, and we don't even say hello? How polite!"

Mo Xiaobei quickly comforted her, "Forget it, it's almost 01:30, she has a packed meal in her hand, she probably hasn't eaten yet, she's been tired for so long, let her go back quickly Take a rest, there is still class in the afternoon."

Angie curled her lips, and said helplessly, "Well, let me make trouble for no reason."

"But she's really good, working and studying at the same time, won't your body be unbearable?"

"It should be forced." Tang Wenxian, who has been silent for a long time, looked at the direction she was leaving, and said lightly, "Looking at how thin she is, she passed out after military training. It's okay to work here, at least rice noodles There are some things left in the shop that she can take back with her to make a full meal at noon and earn some living expenses."

Mo Xiaobei frowned, "But this rice noodle doesn't have much nutrition, it's okay to eat occasionally, but won't you get sick if you eat it for a long time?"

"That's her business, and we can't take care of it." After faintly speaking, Tang Wenxian raised his hand to cover the sun above his head, "Okay, let's go back too, while we can still squint in the dormitory for a while, and then go to Attend class."

Mo Xiaobei looked up at the supermarket door sign facing them, and sighed.

***

Qingcheng is so big, but there are two key high schools in it.No. [-] Middle School and No. [-] Middle School have about [-] students in total.

This city is not that prosperous, because there are more students and a series of services surrounding them, the city has become lively.

During the holidays, when going to and from school, it is the best way to test the liveliness of the city.

And when the class bell rang at 02:30 in the afternoon, everything fell silent.

The teaching building of the first year of high school is the closest to the school gate. Looking from the floor where Mo Xiaobei is located, one can just see shops passing by the school gate and pedestrians walking slowly on the street in the afternoon.

There were no students, and the small vendors on the side of the road did not flock by, and the street was very lonely.

There is a courtyard in the teaching building, where the sun rarely shines, and the leaves of the trees planted downstairs are sparse, and no one cares about the dust.

Without exception, the afternoon classes were full of physics and chemistry. She had no interest in physics. She felt dizzy when she saw the fat middle-aged physics teacher writing and drawing on the blackboard. Thinking about something.

As for chemistry, relying on her interest in test tubes and experiments in middle school, she can barely cope with it, and she will not be too confused when looking at the chemical formulas written in the book.

But she didn't like this class very much in her heart, and there was no reason, the boys in the class smelled too much of sweat.

There are more than 80 people in the class, and more than [-] boys. After class, they frantically ran to the playground to play basketball. Although they were full of energy, when they came back, the smell of sweat spread all over the room.

Their classroom is also close to the toilet in the corridor, and when the wind blows, the whole classroom is filled with a suffocating smell.

The Chinese teacher who taught them was a young woman who had just graduated from university for two years.Most people in the class didn't like her, so they secretly gave her a nickname, "White-Eyed Girl".

Every time she walked towards them from the office, she couldn't help covering her nose, and said disgustedly, "Open all the windows."

There are unknown trees planted along the street. When the window is opened, the flying velvet that falls from the tree will go into the window. Their teacher seems to be allergic to that thing. When the window is opened, he coughs continuously and coughs several times. Almost threw up.

Before she finished reading a line of the poem, she coughed so hard that her face turned red, and Mo Xiaobei looked at her with pain in her throat.

This dragged on for about a month or two, and one day it was Chinese class again, and they were waiting for her to come to class. Their bald head teacher came over and stood on the podium and said to them regretfully, "Your Chinese teacher is not feeling well. , I can’t substitute for you, and your new teacher will take over after a while, so please be quiet and make a good impression on the teacher.”

After he finished speaking, he walked away with strides. The moment he left, the classroom exploded in an instant. They were all happy that they could delay class for a few minutes. Seeing the boys sitting in the back row dancing and making funny faces to please the girls again, Mo Xiao Bei shook his head helplessly, and took out an idle book from the desk drawer.

Just as she was about to open it, Anji, who was sitting at the back, stood up suddenly, stretched her neck, took the book away from her hand, and smiled at her, "Xiao Bei, guess what happened to that woman who always looks at people with supercilious eyes?" sick?"

"I don't know." Mo Xiaobei turned his head and looked at her inexplicably, "I'm not from her family."

"Xiaobei, you are so stupid." Anji couldn't hold back and knocked her on the head with the book in his hand, "Look at her, she still wants to vomit a few times, she is obviously pregnant, how can someone be choked by banyan catkins?" Want to throw up?"

"Is that so?" Mo Xiaobei's eyes widened, as if he just understood, but he tilted his head after a while and said, "She's pregnant as soon as she's pregnant, isn't she married, what's so strange about it?"

He was complaining in his heart, as expected that this guy and Yu Cheng could be friends, like birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups, they all gossip about the same thing, it would be strange if they couldn't get together.

"I'm just feeling emotional." Angie returned the book in her hand and sighed, "I heard from them that our teacher has only graduated from college for two years, so she got married not long after she graduated from college? So early If we just marry and have children, then why do we still go to university? Is it just to find a good husband? Wouldn’t it be good if he can support himself? Why do we have to marry?”

Mo Xiaobei thought for a while, and felt that what she said was right, but on second thought, she felt that it was wrong, and was wondering if what she said was right, Anji sharp-eyed saw someone walking in by the window, and quickly patted her on the shoulder to make her turn around, " Xiaobei, sit down quickly, a new teacher is here."