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Chapter 70: Sour is sweet

 Seeing that Lu Ming remained silent, Tao Xinyi pretended to be calm and calm: "I feel a little tired of eating rice all the time. Recently, I often see classmates eating bread in the classroom, which makes me feel greedy.



"That's OK."

Lu Ming took back his hand, didn't think much, and continued to write his class homework.

As soon as the bell rang at noon, Lu Ming rushed out with his lunch box in his arms. Perhaps because he only had his own lunch box, he didn't run so hard. When he arrived at the cafeteria, there was already a queue of five or six meters at the lunch window.

He picked the shortest queue and queued in, not caring about the specific dishes at this window.

As long as you are not hungry to death when you eat, you don’t care about the taste.

If Tao Xinyi were eating together, Lu Ming would choose carefully, but he was the only one who was too lazy to put in the effort. He stood in the team, deducing physical formulas in his mind, and the sound of memorizing words could be heard in his ears.

The girl standing in front of him is a girl with short hair, dark skin, thin body, and a pair of pink and phoenix eyes that are very energetic.

She was holding a small red book with 3,500 English words printed on them for the College Entrance Examination. She recited the words in a rapid voice, as if there were soldiers chasing her from behind, or she was gasping for air while running for her life.

The rapid voice was mixed with anxiety and irritability, making Lu Ming feel dizzy. It might be because he had been studying for too long.

Maybe the girl was too focused on carrying it. Even though the people in front of her had finished eating and there was a lot of space in front of her, she remained motionless. Lu Ming couldn't help but whispered: "Classmate, please take two steps forward."

"Okay."

The girl answered absentmindedly, took two steps forward, and kept her head down while memorizing the words. It wasn't until it was her turn to eat that she raised her head and said calmly: "Tomato fried egg rice bowl."

The aunt who cooked food saw that she was thin and gave her a big spoonful.

When it was Lu Ming's turn, he ordered two meat and two vegetables without hesitation and three ounces of rice, while giving the rice cook a sunny smile. After all, if the aunt shook her hand, his two meat and two vegetables might become four vegetables.

The benefits of this are obvious, Lu Ming's lunch box is almost overflowing.

He took the lunch box, found a seat nearby, sat down, and started devouring it.

Zhu Bailu's good friends all decided to eat bread in the classroom, and she could only eat alone in the cafeteria at noon. No one chatted, and she felt that the food was tasteless.

The light in the cafeteria is not very bright, and when you look up, you can see the dusty electric fan, which is extremely noisy.

When Zhu Bailu finished her meal, the seats were almost full.

In desperation, Zhu Bailu could only walk around with her rice to find a seat. Unexpectedly, she found that the seat opposite Lu Ming was empty. Even though it was a bit far away, she quickened her pace, occupied the seat, and successfully sat opposite him.

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Lu Ming, who was concentrating on cooking, didn't care who was sitting opposite him, and didn't notice Zhu Bailu's existence at all.

Zhu Bailu, a talkative person, couldn't bear the silence and took the lead in speaking: "Do you want to know why I eat alone today?"

However, Lu Ming heard this and ignored her, not even raising his head.

There were a lot of voices talking in the cafeteria. He didn't think he was asking himself. It was probably people around him chatting.

Zhu Bailu waited for a long time, but did not see his reaction. She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, and said leisurely: "Is the rice so delicious? Aren't you afraid of getting fat after eating so much? Do you want to know why I eat alone today?

?"

When Lu Ming raised his eyes and saw that it was Zhu Bailu, his appetite even dropped.

"First, I don't lose weight. Second, I don't care and I'm not curious."

"No, you must be related and curious. Since you are embarrassed to say it, I won't embarrass you and just tell you."

Then, Zhu Bailu endured the embarrassment and continued to talk to herself: "My friends actually eat bread to study. Anyone who talks about saving time to study is stupid. They don't eat for the sake of grades. It's so weird.

."

Hearing the word "bread", Lu Ming was in a daze, thinking that Tao Xinyi was still eating bread in the classroom, silently without answering.

"Hey, I'm talking! Are you listening?" Zhu Bailu glared at him dissatisfied and hummed to express dissatisfaction.

"I don't want to hear it. If you insist, I really can't listen."

Lu Ming quickly finished the last two mouthfuls of rice, turned around and left, feeling complicated.

Based on his understanding of Xin Yi, it is possible that she didn't go to eat because she was studying, but she could get her meals back by herself, which didn't take more than a few minutes. Why did she still eat bread?

Or, does she really want to eat bread?

Forget it, no matter what, buy her some fruit to eat and supplement her vitamins.

Thinking of this, Lu Ming went to the small shop to queue up, bought two oranges, kicked them into his pocket, and hurried back to the classroom.

As soon as he entered the classroom, he saw an unpacked bag of bread on Tao Xinyi's desk. When he walked in, most of it was still there. Within twenty minutes, she only took a few bites of bread. It can be seen that her desire to eat bread was false.

.

Lu Ming took out an orange from his pocket, put it on her desk, and said, "I brought the orange for you."

The oranges were yellow and clear, exuding a faint fragrance. Tao Xinyi held the oranges in both hands, carefully peeled off the skin, and twisted the crescent-shaped oranges with her fingertips and put it into her mouth. The acid exploded in her mouth, making her squint her eyes and whispered softly.

:“It’s so delicious.”

She raised her eyes, and there seemed to be sparkling water in her eyes. She forced a smile and said to herself, "Why are these oranges so sour? I almost lost my strength."

"Is it so delicious?"

Seeing that her cheeks were slightly red, Lu Ming quickly took out another orange, peeled it off randomly, broke off half of it and stuffed it into his mouth. A large amount of extremely sour orange juice exploded in his mouth. It was so sour that his teeth hurt.

His face was distorted, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he said hoarsely: "Damn, it's so sore!"

It’s so sour that you won’t be able to chew it.

Lu Ming swallowed it directly, opened the water glass, drank half the glass of water, and said with emotion: "Fortunately, your orange is sweet."

"Well, I'm sweet."

As Tao Xinyi spoke, she smiled and stuffed another piece of extremely sour orange into her mouth. In order to appear real, she chewed it a few times before swallowing.

Seeing that she was enjoying her meal, Lu Ming joked: "I'll share some with you. After queuing for more than ten minutes, I still have to take a bite of something sweet."

Tao Xinyi's eyes flickered, and she turned around and said, "No, there's only a little left. It's not enough for me to eat alone, so I can't share it with you." As soon as she finished speaking, she hurriedly put the three-petal orange into her mouth, tried her best to control her expression, and chewed it carefully.

Two mouthfuls.

Maybe it was too sour, and the ends of her eyes turned red uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he said in a deep voice: "Oranges are sour, right? The oranges on your hands are also sour."

"I like eating sour food." Tao Xinyi looked back and smiled, with tears in her eyes, and she felt cautious.

Lu Ming took the remaining five-petal orange from her hand and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it twice before swallowing it. The sourness made his mouth taste bitter and his liver hurt. He sighed silently and said, "If you say sour,

Just don’t eat it. Why do you say sweet? Don’t say nice things.
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