Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

'Are you in tune with each other?'

This word made Wen Baixu tremble all over, goose bumps all over the floor. He slowly turned his head and saw a dazzling red head swaying in front of him.

The boy suddenly felt a black screen in front of his eyes and his legs went limp.

"Hey, hey, hey~ What are you doing? It's not a festival, and we are peers..."

Jiang Zifang helped him up and said awkwardly

"Zifang..."

Ling Yun, who was standing by, squeezed Jiang Zifang's shoulder, looked at the boy worriedly, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Ah Xu, are you okay?"

Her tone was filled with worry, and her eyes kept looking at him.

Wen Baixu shook his head and was about to say something when he heard the little girl behind him stamping her feet on the ground and saying anxiously

"Don't talk anymore. If you keep talking, you'll lose everything."

Hearing her anxious voice, Wen Baixu was startled and almost forgot what he was doing here. He immediately turned around, picked up the little guy, and rushed inside.

The speed was so fast that the people in front of him couldn't believe that it was him.

The girl standing beside them smiled gently and beckoned the two to go in...

When he entered, Wen Baixu saw that the room was almost full of people. No one was willing to give way to others. They were all rushing forward. In the air, there was a faint smell of meat and the smell of gunpowder...

When Wen Baixu was wondering, he heard the little guy under his arm, eager to let him squeeze forward, kicking his little feet non-stop.

Wen Baixu had no choice but to bite the bullet and squeeze into the depths of the crowd.

But it was okay, luckily he was not fat, so he was squeezed to the front and it was his turn.

“The last plate....”

A rough voice sounded, and before the boy could recover, he heard the one in his armpit yelling

"I want it, give it to me"

Instantly, a plate was seen extending out of the window and resting on the cabinet in front of him. Wen Baixu was stunned when he saw the plate in front of him and murmured:

"Red... braised pork?"

"Take it and go, I'm starving"

The little man under my arm kept kicking his feet and talking non-stop.

There was no other way, so the boy had to carry the remaining plate of braised pork, squeeze out of the crowd, and walk to a table with the little man under his armpit and sit down. The little man nimbly slipped out from under his armpit and looked at the plate in front of him with shining eyes.

"Starving..."

The little girl rolled up her arms and sleeves, picked up the chopsticks and was about to start eating when she saw that the thing in front of her disappeared. Just as she was wondering, she saw the plate actually appeared in Wen Baixu's hand.

"you give me....."

"No, I won't give it to you unless you explain it clearly."

Wen Baixu stubbornly guarded the plate in front of him, looking at the little girl without giving in.

"Give it to me...you are disrespecting the teacher"

"You are not my master..."

Wen Baixu curled his lips and moved his butt half an inch away.

“Then I am also your savior.”

"Fuck~ You almost got me......"

Wen Baixu suddenly remembered that he couldn't let others know about his affairs, and even if he told them, they probably wouldn't believe it.

He raised his eyebrows and pushed the plate in his hand. Just as the little girl in front of him was about to start, she heard the boy say

"You can eat it, but you have to give me something in exchange, or I can eat it myself. I stole it anyway."

Wen Baixu said as he picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up the braised pork, but his speed was very slow, so slow that it was like a slow motion.

"I.....you are taking advantage of my misfortune"

"Then do you agree or not? Look at it, it's so greasy and fat, it would be a shame not to eat it, right, Senior Sister..."

As he said this, he looked at Lian Yi, whose eyes were sparkling and her face was full of melancholy.

"I...I promise you...but you have to..."

After a moment of silence, a small voice sounded beside the table, but it suddenly stopped...

A pair of chopsticks picked up the meat from the plate with lightning speed and ate it in one bite, with a smacking sound coming from his mouth.

For a moment the whole table was silent, and a moment later a sharp cry echoed throughout the room.

"Wooo ...

The sound of the girl crying echoed throughout the cafeteria. The sound was so loud that everyone in the room turned around to look.

"Little Senior Sister..."

The girl at the side couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart. Just as she was about to go forward to comfort him, she heard a voice like a loud bell behind her.

"Lian Yi~Why are you crying? Tell me and I will avenge you."

The sound was accurately transmitted to the little girl's ears. She sobbed and pointed at the red-haired man with a little sauce on the corner of his mouth - Jiang Zifang.

"Ok?"

The man followed the little girl's hand and looked at Jiang Zifang and Ling Yun standing behind Wen Baixu, saying

"It's you who made Senior Sister Lianyi sad?"

Jiang Zifang was confused. He looked around and saw that everyone was looking at him, pointing at his nose, and shaking his head.

The strong man was furious when he saw him like this, and slapped the table with his palm, and the table cracked.

"Yeah~"

Seeing this, Jiang Zifang looked the sturdy man up and down, then immediately ran to Ling Yun's side and said

"I...I didn't mean it. I heard that the braised pork here is really good, and...she doesn't eat it."

“Who said I don’t eat…”

The little girl jumped onto the stool, put her hands on her waist, and glared at Jiang Zifang angrily, with a few crystal tears in the corners of her eyes.

"You...want to eat...why don't you move..."

Before the red-haired man could finish his words, he saw the big man beside him raising his fist and about to hit Ling Yun, who was about to reach out to catch it. However, the power disparity between the two sides was too great. Just as the fist was about to hit him, Wen Baixu, who was sitting on the stool, stood up and said before the fist landed.

"Isn't it just braised pork? If there was braised pork, you wouldn't have attacked my friend, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Baixu felt the fist in front of him suddenly stop swinging. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sturdy man.

"Can you do this?"

The little girl on the stool next to him looked at him in surprise and pointed at the plate on the ground.

Wen Baixu nodded, but also shook his head

The little girl looked at the strong man and asked the boy in confusion

"What do you mean?"

"What I want to say is that I can make this thing, and it will definitely taste better than this, but I don't know if you like it."

Wen Baixu moved slightly to the side and looked straight at the girl.

The girl pondered for a moment, then jumped off the stool, grabbed the boy's hand, and walked towards the back with big strides.

Everyone looked at the person going away, feeling a sense of disbelief for a moment, especially Jiang Zifang, who looked like he had just survived a disaster and sat down on the stool.

Ling Yun patted his shoulder helplessly and looked back worriedly...

After a while, while everyone was waiting, a sound came from behind. The big man looked anxious and ran to the back. When everyone followed him, a strong fragrance floated into everyone's nose...