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Wei Ling quickly smoothed things over: "Lu Chen, don't do this! Brother Zheng will get dizzy."

Seeing that both of them had their hands under the table, he didn't know how hot the scene was, but it looked quite calm on the table, so he added: "At least let me finish asking the questions before you continue shaking."

Qi Zheng calmly looked at the person next door, threatening with his eyes.

Lu Chenyang smiled and asked, "Can I order fried rice for lunch today? I want to eat it."

Qi Zheng said blankly: "I refuse."

Lu Chen: "If you don't order fried rice, I'll order a vegetarian vegetable lunch box and ask the clerk to put more bitter gourd."

Fan Chi asked curiously, "When are you two going to eat your own meal?"

Qizheng: "Wait for him to eat first."

Lu Chen lazily said, "I would refuse."

Wei Ling whispered: "No matter what the reason for your quarrel is, can you finish teaching me this question first?"

He really wants to avoid it quickly!Don't want to participate!

Qizheng moved the hand suppressed by the other party again, and then Lu Chen let it go.

10 minute later.

Wei Ling held the book contentedly and read it. It was filled with the correct answers. He deeply felt that he was still full of wisdom. Although he didn't understand a single question during the explanation, he just wrote whatever Qizheng said. .

He closed the handout happily, and when he got excited, he suggested to the two people behind: "I remember someone said that the beginning of every friendship can start with praise, why don't you two try?"

Lu Chen immediately turned his head and said, "The fish you fried is really delicious."

Qizheng also replied instantly: "The crafted wooden boxes in your group are so beautiful."

Wei Ling: "..."

Well, the chatter is dead.

Suddenly Lu Chen bent his lips and asked his deskmate, "How tall are you?"

Qi Zheng's eyelids twitched, and he didn't know why the other party asked this suddenly: "What are you going to do?"

Lu Chen: "Before someone said that you didn't like me because I was tall."

Wei Ling also remembered that he had heard this saying before, nodded and said: "It seems that the matter of lighting the wax came from here. It is said that brother Zheng and Lu Chen are rivals because of the height difference."

Qizheng sneered, speechless.

Could there be a worse reason than this!

He lights candles and curses at others just because of his height, doesn't he look idle? ?

Lu Chen: "So? How tall is it?"

Qizheng said simply: "180, what about you?"

The opponent is half a head taller than him, but the actual number is unknown.

"188."

"I'll light the wax immediately tonight." Qizheng looked at him calmly.

Lu Chen's low laughter instantly filled the back row of the classroom, and his movements were so loud that even the table was shaking.

And although the feet on the Qizheng chair bar stopped shaking, they still straddled it swaggeringly, with no intention of taking them back at all.

...

Canteen at noon.

The whole area is still noisy and chaotic, as if it is one of the passages of the great migration of African animals. The starting point is the dormitory corridor for catching up with school in the morning, the process is the cafeteria at noon, and the end point is the campus corridor after class. The same thing is repeated every day. confusion.

The two alphas who are always arguing have already grabbed the ingredients from the main course, and then argued over the texture of the tray. After all, the content of the quarrel changes every day. The only thing that remains the same is that the two are still standing in the c seat of the cafeteria.

Fan Chi said dumbfoundedly: "Yesterday I saw the two of them very friendly hooking up shoulder to shoulder in the corridor. Why do they start arguing at noon every day? They have to stand in a fixed position to quarrel."

Is the so-called c position really so important?

Wei Ling: "I didn't understand it either. Anyway, it's probably the feeling of two antelopes fighting each other."

Qizheng: "Maybe some kind of switch has been turned on, and this mode of thinking will be turned on when the time is up."

After he finished speaking, he looked around at the store signs, and finally walked to the store selling all kinds of fried rice, standing at the end of the crowd and queuing.

After a while, the four of them went to the fixed seating area with their meals.

Looking at the clean and unoccupied seats in this area, Wei Ling sighed and said, "The whole canteen has the cleanest air in our community."

Fan Chi couldn't help but glared at him: "That's because no one dares to approach! Look not far to the left, there are some people who would rather huddle next to the kitchen waste recycling bin to eat than come and sit."

He even saw two students sitting on top of each other to eat in the distance, which was a difficult movement.

Lu Chen lazily picked up the spoon, and said to his side, "At the same table, reflect on yourself."

Qizheng raised her eyebrows: "Is it my problem?"

Wei Ling kindly helped them answer: "You two should stop giving in to each other."

In short, it is the problem of these two together!

Before they were in the same class, when the two of them were sitting separately, no one dared to approach them, but after they were in the same class, every time they were in the cafeteria, no matter how fiercely other people scrambled for seats or how crowded the place was, the area where the four of them sat would always be the same place. The five positions counted front, back, left, and right are all empty.

Fan Chi: "I heard that we will be making pastries in the next baking class. Both of you have to calm down and stop making the baking class look like a battlefield."

Qizheng: "I try my best, but everything in the kitchen is more difficult than solving problems."

Lu Chen also replied: "You have to read the materials first, and those who are not familiar with it will not."

Fan Chi said dumbfoundedly: "It would be great if you two could sit quietly and not interfere, but Mr. Ye said that everyone must do something, otherwise half of the group's points will be deducted."

Wei Ling: "No problem. I'm mentally prepared. At most, my grades will be as bad as Lu Chen's handicrafts."

Fan Chi: "..."

That's too bad!

On the table, Lu Chen was reaching out to scoop up the fried rice in front of Qi Zheng. Because he ate very fast, the rest was close to the bottom of the plate, but he could eat it in five mouthfuls. What he just ordered was another bento with less oil and less salt , every time he buys food from this restaurant, Qizheng will finish the food.

While swallowing the fried noodles, Wei Ling said cheerfully: "Actually, I think the baking class is very interesting. Seeing that you two are cooking as if you are testing poison, think of the final grade as the score of poisoning. In this way I feel so relieved!"

Look at this thing, the poison can still have [-] points, the whole world is celebrating!

Fan Chi: "You are not in charge of tasting, of course you are happy."

And he also wondered how the two people on the opposite side swallowed what the other made without changing their faces. Could it be part of the contest?

The game bears the palate or something.

Lu Chen scooped up the last bite of rice from Qi Zheng's plate, ate it and said, "The fish he cooked last time was not bad, it was just a little mushy."

In short, it is cooked.

At the same time, Qizheng picked up the fried kale on the plate of the person beside him, and said, "His fried rice was okay that night. Although the burnt smell is strong, it's not that exaggerated."

Anyway, it's cooked.

Wei Ling ate the delicious fried noodles in front of him, pretending to forget the two hell dishes, and asked curiously: "So you two can eat cooked food? No matter how bad the appearance is?"

"It depends on who did it." Lu Chen smiled, the curve of his mouth looked very skinny.

Qizheng calmly ate the steamed fish he had just picked up.

Fan Chi: "You guys are the only ones who are calm. Didn't you see Fang Qiao when you thought you were going to try it and you were scared to death?"

Wei Ling: "Speaking of this! Our English class representative seems to be quite afraid of the substitute."

Fan Chi shrugged and said, "Fang Qiao and Qin Ke were young, and they knew each other since kindergarten. Fortunately, he recommended Qin Ke to be the class substitute on the first day of school, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, Lu Chen and Brother Zheng will probably shirk each other and turn the tables on the spot." Wei Ling kindly filled in for him.

Ye Xu said on the stage at the time that because of the heavy homework and exams in the third year of high school, he hoped that the class representative would be an experienced person, which would be easier. However, in their new class, only the first two had been in this position before, plus one more. Qin Ke.

Fan Chi: "Fang Qiao probably recommended it at the risk of his life. At that time, Qin Ke stomped on him after he finished speaking."

It seems that he dare not cry out the pain.

Wei Ling nodded quickly: "Our class representative looks thin, but he is quite strong. I think he kicks Fang Qiao very hard every time."

Qi Zheng was puzzled, "Didn't Fang Qiao step back?"

Wei Ling shook his head: "He's an alpha, how can he do anything to an omega casually! My relatives always tell me, oh, it's very...very fragile!"

He was not sure about the last sentence, because his eyes were facing the two people in front of him, and certain o threw the spoon into certain A's plate with no expression on his face, and the background was suspected to be breathing fire.

Qizheng turned his eyes back to Wei Ling from the side, and said, "What your relative said belongs to the older generation's idea. Which one in the campus is weak?"

With a lazy smile on his lips, Lu Chen picked up the spoon thrown by the other party just now, and said, "I agree, this spoon is about to be broken."

Qizheng narrowed her eyes: "Who piled up the dishes on my place first? You will clean them up later."

Lu Chen: "Did you increase the size of the fried rice today?"

Qi Zheng: "The clerk made the wrong portion."

He only felt that the plate was heavy when he got it.

Lu Chenzhan smiled and said, "I've eaten everything, so there's no reward?"

Qizheng: "Are you a primary school student? Do you want to be rewarded for eating?"

Wei Ling: "Hurry up and give him a reward! If he orders another one, wouldn't it be even more terrifying!"

Lu Chen: "I'm full."

Qizheng: "Okay, then the reward is another plate of fried rice, do you want to eat?"

The corners of Lu Chen's lips were still curled up, looking lazy and idle: "Well, I'll eat as soon as you order."

Wei Ling was confused and said, "Didn't you say you're full?"

Fan Chi: "..."

What is going on now?

While sipping his drink, he looked at the two people exchanging fire in front of him, and felt that it matched the scene of the African migration in the cafeteria very well.

It's probably...a lazy male lion confronting a cold leopard cat.

--

eight pm.

Qizheng was writing exercises in the dormitory.

He planned to read the remaining half of the horror novel after finishing these two pages.

The phone screen on the edge of the table suddenly lit up, indicating that there was a message coming. He glanced at it twice before reaching out to fish it.

Lu Chen: [Are you solving problems again? ]

Qizheng immediately typed: [Could it be that you are baking and cooking? ]

Lu Chen: [Actually, I am practicing craftsmanship]

Qizheng: [As you said, the finished product will be handed over tomorrow for viewing]

Lu Chen: [Tsk tsk, what a temper]

Qizheng: [Change tables if you can't stand it]

Lu Chen: [I didn't say I couldn't stand it, I got along very happily with my deskmate]

Qizheng: [Talk nonsense here when you have time, and don't go to do your homework]

Lu Chen: [Anyway, someone will lose in boxing guessing tomorrow, I'm waiting to copy]

Qizheng looked at this sentence, and could already imagine the other party's skinny appearance while typing, so he typed: [You will produce scissors tomorrow]

Lu Chen: [Okay, I am the first to produce the scissors, anyway, I won two out of three battles]

Qizheng was about to press the button to reply, when suddenly another dialog box popped up on the screen, and when he accidentally touched it with his finger, the chat room window unfolded on the screen.

Messenger: A bowl of chicken soup

[Today is also a day full of positive energy]

It was the person Mei Ting asked him to add the number to last week.

And this name was chosen by Qizheng at the time. Since the other party sent emojis about hope and positivity from time to time, he chose the most suitable nickname for easy memory.

Qizheng didn't know what the other party gave him, and only guessed that it might be related to negative energy. After all, all his emojis revolved around the theme of giving up.

A bowl of chicken soup: [Not here?Did you give up again? ]

Qizheng: [Yes, I just gave up on cooking today]

In a dormitory in the Alpha building.

After Lu Chen put down his mobile phone, he took another one back from Wei Ling's hand.

Originally, Wei Ling was excitedly about to enter the second message, but was suddenly interrupted, and couldn't help shouting: "Hey, what are you doing, I'm here to care about the progress of you and your new friend!"

Lu Chen had just sent a message to someone in Building O, and felt bored, so he simply came to watch this station, and said to his friend, "I'll just call back."

Wei Ling's eyes sparkled: "Are you interested in him?"

Lu Chen: "I'm interested in killing time."

He and the other party exchange emoji attacks almost every day, whether they are familiar or not, but they are also a little more familiar than at the beginning.

Just now, Wei Ling saw Lu Chen put down his phone from the corner of his eye, so he said, "Is it because your tablemate got angry again, so you feel very lonely and cold now?"

He guessed that the other party was talking to Qizheng just now.

Lu Chen said casually, "Yes, so I will take this one too."

Holding the new phone given by Wen Yun, he browsed through the lion emoticons he had downloaded before, quickly selected one, and then pressed send.

Recipient: [Save the Children]

This is the nickname he gave to the other party last time, after all, it is suitable for saving people who want to give up every day.

The author has something to say: the ranking is complete: D, the recovery day will be updated tomorrow (18:00) yo^^