Tingyun accompanied her from the east end of the street to the west end, without waiting for her to say: "Is there anything you like to eat?"

"Ah? Oh," Qingyu Rumengfang woke up and raised his hand to point casually: "I want to eat - this self-service revolving hot pot. What about you, do you want to eat it?"

Tingyun smiled so easily: "I'll follow you."

He didn't say you can eat whatever you want, but said, I'm up to you.

Just a few words gave people a feeling of being pampered. But he clearly didn't say anything nice.

Qingyu felt that Tingyun just refused to say something nice. Once he did, he would definitely make people happy!

The store is brightly lit, and a circle of red high chairs is placed around the revolving dining table.

Tingyun and Qingyu found a place where they could see the scenery outside the window and sat side by side.

In front of each of them is a small soup pot and a small mixing bowl.

The one in Tingyun has mushroom soup, and the one in Qingyu has spicy soup.

Tingyun looked at the red soup base in her pot and remembered that on the Mid-Autumn Festival, she went to a Cantonese restaurant to eat with him and said she liked sweets the most.

Now it seems that she may prefer spicy food, right?

Qingyu didn't know that she was being analyzed again. While eating by herself, Qingyu called to Tingyun: "Do you like to eat tofu skin? Where are the meatballs?"

Except when she asked him what he wanted to eat, her eyes followed the conveyor belt intently, as if she was afraid that she might not get something she liked.

Tingyun looked at her expression and couldn't help laughing.

This expression is so cute!

He felt that just looking at her without doing anything could be considered a leisure and entertainment activity, very comfortable and interesting.

A few more favorite dishes passed by in front of his eyes. Qingyu brought down two plates in one hand, and the third plate of purple potato balls had already been moved to the front of Tingyun.

Qingyu stretched out her arms to reach it, but couldn't reach it. Her body tilted in the direction of Zingyun, and the stool also began to tilt.

Tingyun could have helped her get the purple sweet potato balls with just a stretch of his hand, but when he saw her getting closer and closer, he suddenly changed his mind and pretended not to see it, standing by and watching.

The stool tilted a little more, and Qingyu suddenly lost its balance and fell in the direction of Zhengyun.

Tingyun smiled and turned slightly, waiting to catch her.

However, how could the national champion Qingyu not be able to cope with such a small scene?

At the critical moment, she grabbed the edge of the table with her right hand, reached forward with her left foot, and one person and one chair stopped there in a delicate state of balance.

Tingyun looked at the sunny and rainy days close at hand, feeling a little disappointed:

What's not good for girls to learn? Learn martial arts. With such a flexible body, there is no chance!

Qingyu also looked at Tingyun, feeling extremely happy:

Fortunately, okay, I stopped the car in time!

With her status as a champion, if she were to fall behind her and she said she was careless, he wouldn't believe it, right?

Alas, sometimes what people are good at can become a burden!

Qingyu held up the chair and sat firmly, sitting down to eat in an orderly manner.

Tingyun estimated that she had almost eaten, and then started to inquire about business step by step in a chatting tone:

"What district is your home in? Is it far from your school?"

Qingyu raised her eyes to look at him, then returned to the bubbling soup pot: "My home is in the central area, just like yours."

Tingyun's heart skipped a beat: He had never told her which district he lived in!

He let go of the question first: "Where is the central area?"

"My family lives in the family home of the old campus of Lancheng Normal University." Qingyu answered smoothly.

"Have you always lived there?" Tingyun asked.

"Yes." Qingyu answered all questions without thinking of analyzing why he asked these questions.

The Family Home of the Normal University is seven or eight stops away from Lanchengguan, where his home is located, so it’s neither too far nor too close.

Then he and Qingyu obviously won't be old neighbors, they won't be the kind of childhood sweethearts who played together as children and then didn't see each other for many years.

Tingyun used chopsticks to fish around in his soup pot, but did not fish out a single dish: "Which elementary school did you go to? Which junior high school?"

"You don't have any vegetables in the pot. What are you fishing for? Let's cook some more."

Qingyu watched him scooping vegetables out of the empty pot and thought he was looking cute at this moment.

It turns out that he also has such a dull moment!

Tingyun's mind was not on eating. He poured a plate of boneless wind claws into the pot and turned to look at her: "What about you?"

Qingyu thought about it for a while, and then his thoughts connected to the previous topic: "Yanghuai Road Primary School and No. 49 Middle School."

Lancheng's admission policy is: primary schools are zoned, and then each junior high school accepts students from the corresponding primary school, which is also based on the principle of proximity.

These two schools are indeed near her home.

He himself went to Lanchengguan Primary School, which is zoned for his family, and No. 32 Middle School, which is the counterpart of Lanchengguan Primary School.

We didn’t go to the same school in elementary school and junior high school, so what about high school?

Tingyun continued to ask: "Which high school did you go to?"

Qingyu was a little surprised: "Ninth Middle School."

Among all the high schools in Lancheng, Ninth Middle School is considered the lowest.

Her academic level means that although she can't go to a key high school, she can't just go to the ninth middle school?

Is it because I didn’t apply for my volunteer and it slipped?

Tingyun guessed, but that was not his purpose today, so he automatically ignored the question.

The questioning came to an end for now, and Tingyun looked at Qingyu carefully, waiting for her reaction.

But Qingyu didn't respond at all, she was seriously cooking the fat beef rolls.

Dip it into the boiling soup pot with chopsticks, count to fifteen, then take it out, it will taste the most tender.

Her reaction is not normal!

In this short time, he asked her so many questions, but she only answered them instead of asking him the same questions in turn.

What does this mean?

Two situations:

First, he is not interested in anything about him and has no desire to explore or talk.

And it was obviously impossible for her not to be interested in his affairs.

Then, there is the second situation: she knows his resume, so there is no need to ask him.

So how did she know his basic situation?

Tingyun locked his eyes on her and suddenly asked: "How did you know that I live in the central area?"

Qingyu had already brought the fat beef roll to her mouth. She was startled by this sudden question. With a shake of her chopsticks, the fat beef roll fell into the small bowl.

A trace of panic first flashed in her eyes, and then her clear eyes rolled around, thinking about how to answer.

Tingyun could see all the changes in her expression, but he remained calm and kindly thought of an answer for her: "Did the introducer tell you this before we went on a blind date?"

Qingyu nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, that's it!"

Tingyun asked: "Did the introducer really tell you this personally?"

This question was weird. Qingyu intuitively felt that there was a trick here, but she didn’t know what kind of trick it was, so she could only bite the bullet and insist: "Yes!"

Oh, she really can't lie.

When she first went on a blind date, she looked like she was deliberately sabotaging. Could it be possible that she would patiently listen to the introducer list his resume from childhood to adulthood and keep it in mind?

Moreover, when he was having dinner with Qingyu's family, he heard Qingyu's mother say outside the private room:
Chapter completed!