cafeteria owner's blacklist

Song Yuan was dazed when he woke up, seeing that there was someone lying beside him, and then he was lying on the high bunk.It took him 3 minutes to clear his mind, and finally realized that he spent the night in Liang Heng's dormitory yesterday.

Song Yuan silently recalled when Liang Heng fell asleep after he climbed into bed last night, but he seemed to be lying down and chatting with Liang Heng and fell asleep, and he really didn't know when Liang Heng fell asleep.

Because it was a bit difficult to squeeze two people into the bed, Liang Heng woke up as soon as Song Yuan moved, and he didn't look confused like him, but asked very soberly: "Are you awake?"

Song Yuan nodded in bewilderment, and then heard Liang Heng ask, "Do you want to get up for breakfast?"

Liang Heng was actually just asking casually, because he himself did not have the habit of eating breakfast, but Song Yuan, as a working party, would probably want to have breakfast, so he asked him.

Song Yuan nodded again as expected, Liang Heng still wanted to drag him to lie down, but Song Yuan was still obsessed with eating breakfast, so Liang Heng could only get up.

Song Yuan watched Liang Heng get out of bed first, then get up after him, following Liang Heng to wash up step by step.

Liang Heng watched him follow with a funny face, and took him to the cafeteria after washing up.

Song Yuan played at Liang Heng's school for more than a day, and even stayed overnight. After breakfast, he mentioned that he was going back, and Liang Heng didn't stay any longer. After all, Sun Mengyang didn't know when he would go back to the dormitory.Sending him to the bus stop, Song Yuan was always very happy, saying repeatedly that this was the first time he had returned to school after work, and it felt very novel.Liang Heng kept listening with a smile, nodding his head from time to time.

The car arrived within a few minutes, Song Yuan squeezed into the crowd with his bag on his back, Liang Heng looked at the car window, saw Song Yuan squeezed to the back with his bag on his back, and then Song Yuan also saw him, Unable to speak through the glass, he waved his hand and mouthed exaggeratedly: Goodbye!

Liang Heng stood upright, waved to him, and mouthed: Go back and chat on WeChat.

Song Yuan was dazed at first, but after realizing it, he smiled very brightly, and then the car drove away.

After this back and forth, the contact between the two became frequent.Sometimes it was Song Yuan who shared with him what delicious food he ate, and invited him to go with him next time, and sometimes it was Liang Heng who sent him food pictures, which made him complain about Liang Heng's late-night newspaper, but Liang Heng, as always, Extremely keen to share pictures with him.

Until it was accidentally revealed that he had opened a food blog, and as a working dog, he didn’t have time to update it so that the blog almost became a big hole. After Liang Heng found out, he decided to help. The squatting reader, on the one hand, thought that Liang Heng would not have to just send him the pictures of the newspaper, it would kill two birds with one stone.

So Song Yuan simply sent the account password to Liang Heng, without thinking that there was anything wrong with it.

After receiving the news, Liang Heng couldn't help but support his forehead. How did such a stupid and cute person survive unharmed until now and still not be sold.

But he really just wants to help update it, and it happens that he has a bunch of pictures here.

Then that night, many readers and adults who squatted at the bottom of the pit every day were pleasantly surprised to find the update, but the style of writing was a bit abrupt, and there was nothing else except putting pictures and labeling the names of the food. Compared with the previous nagging, this The next update is so cold that I have no friends.As a result, readers are worried about whether the blogger's account has been hacked in the comment area.

Liang Heng looked at all kinds of skepticism in the comment area, so he had to choose a few people with relatively normal brains to reply: "The blogger is still there, and he hasn't given birth to a child."

"The blogger was busy a few days ago, and he didn't find any good food."

"No, the blogger didn't go back to the alien planet, nor did he just come back from the alien planet."

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After replying to the comments, Liang Heng went to Song Yuan's previous article in a boring place. I have to say that the reader's feeling is keen. Although he also introduced food, it was obviously not as meticulous as Song Yuan's. The method, as well as the cute kaomoji, compared to his updates, are much colder.

But what does it matter, anyway, he doesn't want others to think that the person who updated today is Song Yuan.

Next, Song Yuan was still working as a hands-off shopkeeper, and the readers all found some clues, because the update was as cold as ever, and it seemed to clearly distinguish the before and after.

It's only been a few days, readers certainly don't think that the blogger has suddenly matured from a stupid and cute blogger who loves to use kaomoji to a cold facial paralysis, although they don't know where the facial paralysis came from.

As a result, the comment area gradually divided into two factions, one group called "Return my stupid and cute blogger", and the other group coldly declared that such a rational judgment is in line with the profound meaning of food. Every time they see an update, they are almost ready to move.

The two factions will almost tear each other up when they meet. Although every time they tear up to an uncivilized level, they will be deleted by the cold blogger, but this still can't stop them from pursuing their love.

Liang Heng sat back and watched the readers' comments, wondering if Song Yuan would panic when he saw the bloody comment section when he logged into his blog.Imagine Song Yuan in a hurry, it might be a very interesting scene.

Liang Heng asked Song Yuan out again, this time at the coffee shop.

Liang Heng brought a computer, and Song Yuan also brought a computer. Liang Heng sat in the coffee shop doing homework, and Song Yuan sat in the coffee shop doing work, very harmonious.

Song Yuan started peeking at Liang Heng while sitting, seeing that he was immersed in his homework very seriously, sometimes frowning, Song Yuan secretly took out his mobile phone and took a picture silently, then P dropped Liang Heng's Face, leaving only a very delicate cake and a cup of coffee in front of Liang Heng.

The coffee belongs to Liang Heng, and the cake belongs to him.

Song Yuan enthusiastically planned to post a blog to show off, but was caught by Liang Heng: "Do you want to post a blog?"

Song Yuan giggled dryly, being caught for petty tricks was similar to cheating being discovered by a teacher.

Liang Heng shook his head helplessly, stood up and sat next to Song Yuan, and leaned over to look at the photo.Song Yuan's photography skills are good, and the lighting is well grasped. Liang Heng said: "I have no right to delete the photos you took, but if you want to post them, you can post our group photos. This is more fair."

Song Yuan couldn't help but blush again, feeling that Liang Heng seemed to be flirting with him, but Liang Heng was very serious when he spoke. The engineering men he knew were indeed very fair, and it seemed fair to take a group photo. Although the faces of both of them will be P off, but this is the two of them appearing at the same time.

Song Yuan thought about it and then changed his mind: "I still don't post it, mine is a food blog, if I post photos, I will be scolded for wanting to be popular."

Liang Heng thought to himself that your blog has been scolded countless times, and scolding Internet celebrities is nothing, but he didn't say anything, just sat beside him and waited for him to log in to the blog.

Song Yuan didn't feel much when he logged into the account. He was very moved when he saw Liang Heng's update almost every other day, but he didn't realize something was wrong until he had a whim and wanted to click in to see what Liang Heng had posted.

There is nothing wrong with the photos Liang Heng sent, because Liang Heng sent him a copy of those gourmet foods, and there is nothing wrong with the text, the style is Liang Heng's style, there is nothing wrong with it, but when he turned to the comment area, he found that there were several pages of comments , The whole person was stunned.

Page after page, the "return me stupid blogger" faction and the "high-cold blogger" faction became one, and it was almost impossible to tell which faction was which. Occasionally, there were a few defections, and the entire comment area was in chaos.

Song Yuan looked at Liang Heng blankly, and said woodenly, "What did you do?"

Liang Heng leaned over and took a look: "Yes."

Song Yuan restarted like a crashed computer, at first he was dazed, then stunned, and finally became annoyed: "How could this happen!"

Liang Heng explained calmly: "My style is slightly different from yours, and fans can see it."

Song Yuan's expression can almost clearly interpret the expression "_(:зゝ∠)_", and it seems that he also wants to "ORZ" like this.

Liang Heng patted his head: "This is very good."

Song Yuan couldn't accept it for a while, subconsciously rushed over to press Liang Heng's shoulder, bared his white teeth and asked sinisterly: "Tell me, are you a spy sent by the enemy!"

Liang Heng laughed: "I am loyal to your side." Then he held his waist.

Song Yuan didn't think much of it at first, but he didn't realize that this posture was so simple until he found several customers were peeking at this place. He blushed instantly, and couldn't remember what he wanted to ask before, so he flipped down quickly and retracted to the small sofa Li, he didn't dare to turn his face away from the computer.

"You, go sit down and do your homework!"

Liang Heng propped his chin, turned his head to look at him, and joked, "Are you talking to the computer?"

Song Yuan was provoked into anger again, and turned around suddenly: "Don't play dumb!" Then turned back suddenly.

Liang Heng smiled for a while, controlling the speed that Song Yuan could tolerate, then hugged the computer and sat here to continue doing his homework. Song Yuan looked at the computer for a long time without turning the page, and Liang Heng noticed that he occasionally peeked at himself A few times, carefully looking like a hamster stealing food, Liang Heng wanted to laugh but could only bear it.

The afternoon passed quickly, and the blog incident was exposed all at once. Song Yuan didn't say that Liang Heng should stop posting on his blog, but even if he didn't say it, if one day Liang Heng found out that the password had changed, he would know about it. the meaning of.

But Liang Heng wanted to know directly what Song Yuan was thinking, so he deliberately said, "You can change the password."

Song Yuan didn't realize what he meant at first, but when he did, he stared at him in shock: "Why should I change the password?"

Liang Heng smiled: "Blog."

Song Yuan was at a loss for a moment, then his ears turned red suddenly, and he muttered: "You can change it if you want, I didn't say you can't change it, and you are helping me."

Liang Heng responded with a smile and sent him to the subway station.

Same as that meeting, Song Yuan squeezed into the entrance with his bag on his back along the flow direction of the crowd, because there were too many people, he couldn't turn his head to look at Liang Heng, but he knew that he didn't leave, he felt that Liang Heng was right behind him Looking at him, he could even feel how those deep black eyes were staring at him.

Song Yuan was flustered by his own imagination. This feeling was different from his previous claim that he liked colleague Z. He felt that colleague Z was a senior who supported him, and Liang Heng had nothing to do with him. No, they are like friends on equal terms.

But now Song Yuan felt that he was a very sentimental person, which made him dare not even turn around to look behind him. He comforted himself because of the crowd.

Liang Heng watched Song Yuan until he couldn't see him. The mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated suddenly. Liang Heng took out the mobile phone and glanced at the sender. He raised his eyebrows when he saw that it was the "stupid and cute landlord", and turned away. Go outside and read text messages.

Song Yuan told him that next week is his birthday and hoped to invite him to dinner.

Liang Heng looked at the text message and laughed, and at the same time, he found that their intersection seemed to be always eating.

So this time to celebrate Song Yuan's birthday, he can probably do something different.