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Qin Yuxin slowed down her pace, couldn't help but look at Jiang Yan twice, and then nodded:

"Well, I waited until the very end to sign up, so I'm only coming out now."

"Has Jiang Yan finished the exam?"

"The exams are over!" Lu Qinghuan said, and then introduced Jiang Yan, "This is a new friend I met in your class! She has excellent grades and often gets first place in science and engineering."

Probably because Lu Qinghuan introduced someone to her, Jiang Yan turned her head and glanced at Qin Yuxin.

Qin Yuxin's breath was held in her throat, and she finally understood what breathtaking beauty meant.

It was a different feeling from the equally handsome soldier following behind.

The opposite sex may be more attractive, but among the same sex, she only directly feels the impact of the girl's beauty.

Her lack of sexual appeal and her unparalleled beauty not only made her marvel at her beauty in her heart, but also made her want to become her fan.

The red teardrop mole at the corner of the left eye is very obvious against the fair skin and is extremely eye-catching.

However, this person's eyes were too calm.

If it could become bright and lively, it would surely be able to compete with the sun.

it's a pity.

Wooden beauty.

"Hello." Qin Yuxin greeted her with a polite smile.

Jiang Yan didn't say anything and looked away.

Lu Qinghuan quickly made up for it, "Jiang Yan! She doesn't like to talk!"

"Let's go eat first. Qin Yuxin, you should go home and eat too!"

Then Lu Qinghuan quickly pulled Jiang Yan out of the school. Jiang Xiaowen was worried that they would fall:

"Don't run, you might bump into someone!"

Si Cizhan glanced at Jiang Yan's long hair dancing as she ran, and quickened his pace to catch up.

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Quanyou Hotel

As soon as they arrived at the restaurant, Lu Qinghuan familiarly ordered a few dishes to the waiter, then pulled Jiang Yan to sit at a table in the middle.

Quanyou Hotel is a large hotel with many ceiling fans installed in it, with three rows in total, one in the middle and one on each side.

Sitting in the middle, with wind blowing from above and on both sides, is the coolest place.

Probably because school has just started today, a lot of people came to Quanyou Restaurant for dinner.

Lu Qinghuan pulled Jiang Yan to sit at this table. The bowls, chopsticks and dishes were still on the table, but there was no soup in the soup bowl, and there was not much oil or water left in the dishes, as they were all used to soak the rice.

"Yanyan, do you want porridge or rice?" Jiang Xiaowen and Si Cizhan were still looking at the menu of Quanyou Restaurant and ordering food from the waiter.

There is no need to worry about not being able to finish the food, as the two of them can eat it. Although restaurants in the south are not stingy, the dishes and plates here are always smaller.

The main reason is that a lot of materials are used.

The two of them thought about ordering a few more for Jiang Yan and Lu Qinghuan to try.

When asking about the staple food, Jiang Xiaowen turned around and called Jiang Yan.

The weather is too hot, so in summer many families are accustomed to cooking porridge, which is similar to porridge, but much lighter and clearer than porridge.

It can replenish water and fill your stomach, but if the rice is too watery and there is not much rice, you will definitely get hungry quickly.

When we come to a restaurant to eat, even in the hot summer, everyone will drink a few big bowls of solid rice and not feel satisfied until they have eaten their fill.

Thinking of Jiang Yan's fear of heat, Jiang Xiaowen felt that it would be better to let her drink some porridge. The porridge in the restaurant was cooled and could relieve heat and quench thirst.

In addition to other dishes, it is served with a small bowl of pickled cabbage that was just put into the jar yesterday. It is not too salty and can add some flavor to the porridge. It tastes very good.

The weather is too hot and eating too greasy food makes people uncomfortable.

Anyway, Jiang Xiaowen thought about everything he could and couldn't think of, and then decided to ask the person himself.

In the hospital, Jiang Yan eats normally except for drinking porridge in the morning.

The Lu family was worried that she wouldn't get enough nutrition to recover from her illness, so they prepared very rich meals for her every day.

"I want to eat porridge." She hasn't eaten it yet and wants to try it.

"I feel the same as Jiang Yan!" Lu Qinghuan quickly raised his hand to express his opinion.

Jiang Xiaowen got the answer and turned to the waiter and said:

"Okay, then I'll make a note of the porridge for my sister and her friend. We won't need it."

The prices for dry rice and porridge are naturally different, but you can eat as much as you want by paying one price.

After Jiang Xiaowen finished speaking, he handed the menu to Si Cizhan and asked him to order.

He also walked over and sat down.

Si Ci Zhan ordered something that Jiang Xiaowen didn’t order. The restaurant is not like it was a few years ago, so there are not many dishes.

After the opening up, all places gradually developed, and there were still many dishes in the restaurants, which of course could not be finished in one go.

The rest will wait for next time.

After ordering the dishes, Si Cizhan went over and only the seat opposite Jiang Yan was left for him. Jiang Xiaowen and Lu Qinghuan sat on the two seats closest to Jiang Yan.

The store staff came to clear the dishes from their table and then wiped the table.

While waiting for the meal to be served, Jiang Xiaowen couldn't help but worry about Jiang Yan's upcoming school life like an old mother.

"I've registered you for boarding on campus with the teacher. Registration closes the day after tomorrow. You can go to the classroom to see the dormitory arrangements and then move your things to the dormitory."

"After you live on campus, you must get along well with your roommates and avoid conflicts with them, okay?"

"But you can't let them bully you. Si Cizhan and I will definitely send someone to help you that day. You can't move so many things by yourself. Wait for us at home."

"Did you hear that?! Yanyan!"

Jiang Yan nodded: "I heard it."

"If it's inconvenient for you, I can ask my family to help Jiang Yan move. I can also ask my third brother to take half a day off. I don't live on campus, so my third brother doesn't have to move for me."

"My eldest aunt and I can also come and help Third Sister move things."

Looking at their military uniforms, Lu Qinghuan knew that they could not leave the army at will, so he volunteered.

"How can I keep bothering you?" Jiang Xiaowen shook his head.

Sooner or later, the friendship will wear off. It's rare for his sister to have such a good friend, so she can't lose him.

"It's not a big deal. Just some buckets, basins, bed mats, bedspreads, and stuff like that. It's not much, actually. It's so hot now, so you can sleep without a blanket at night. Just cover your stomach with a piece of clothing."

Lu Qinghuan shook his head, then looked at Jiang Yan and thought for a moment.

"Jiang Yan should take the blanket with her. Doesn't her head need to be checked? She still hasn't finished her medicine."

But now I only need to take the medicine once a day, and it’s not a lot of medicine, so I will finish it soon after school starts.

The doctor also said that he would fully recover soon.

The waiter brought an aluminum teapot and placed it on the table, then placed a stack of freshly washed dishes with clear water stains on them.

Si Cizhan took a bowl, picked up the teapot and poured a bowl of cold tea, then placed it in front of Jiang Yan, who was fanning herself with a palm-leaf fan.

It is called herbal tea, but it is actually just a few mint leaves boiled in boiled water, which are then put on the table after cooling down to relieve heat and thirst.

The mint leaves inside might have been picked from the mountains outside the city early this morning.

Si Cizhan still looked simple and unassuming, and the military uniform made him look more serious, which was not the case when he wore a white shirt.

There was a hint of concern in his words, as if they were tinged with warmth in the scorching summer heat:

"Herbal tea, it cools you down."

"We'll have dinner soon. Are you still hot with the ceiling fan up there?"

Why are you so afraid of heat? You're such a squeamish person.

It looked like he was no longer sweating.

He was the one who should be afraid of the heat because he was wearing a military uniform, but now after being blown by the ceiling fan for a while, he felt cool.