With a bite of spicy strips, a bite of watermelon, and a bite of lollipop, Lan Qingyue no longer cared about healthy eating habits. After finishing the whole bag of spicy strips, she chewed on the lollipop with a blank expression, crunching it away.

Lin Ranran stared blankly at the table laden with sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy foods, unsure where to begin. The lemons were too sour, the bitter melon too bitter, and the chili peppers too spicy. Only the lollipop was sweet, but there was only one. How could she possibly finish the other three? If she ate the other three, would she be ready to go on a pilgrimage to the West?

Lin Ranran held a lemon, looking miserable and resentful. She glanced at Si Yiming next door, who was also holding a lemon and unable to eat it.

Siming's eyes darted around, finally settling on Director Cai, who was "watching the show," and he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Brother, eating a whole lemon is just not something a human being would do, okay? Can we... talk about this?"

Director Cai swaggered past, fanning himself with a palm leaf fan, and raised an eyebrow. "What are you discussing?"

Don't want lemons? Absolutely not!

Feeling he had a chance, Si Yiming quickly stood up and, with a grin, began to massage Director Cai's back. "Brother, look at this lemon. It's good as a condiment, but it's not good to eat on its own. Look, Teacher Lin and I each have a lemon. After we finish eating them, we'll probably have to go on a pilgrimage. Can you bear to do that?"

That's an exaggeration! Do you think you're Tang Sanzang?

Director Cai grumbled and shook off Si Yiming's hand, turning his face away.

Simin: "..."

Lin Ranran: "..."

Does this mean they disagree?

Do they really want to eat a lemon?

Will I become a lemon after eating this?

Just as the two were on the verge of tears, Qi Yu, who had been as quiet as a statue, finally spoke.

"Don't force yourself. If you find it hard to eat, just have a little bit."

This...this happiness came too suddenly, catching me completely off guard. Siming raised his hand to wipe away non-existent tears, asking like an insecure child, "Really? Just a little something is enough?"

Qi Yu nodded, his face expressionless, as if he were casually discussing the weather: "Mm."

"That's great! That's great! The big boss is really a good person, an incredibly good person!" Lin Ranran and Si Yiming ate a lemon, but Si Yiming was waiting for a bowl of stinky tofu. Lin Ranran, on the other hand, was gnawing on a bitter melon with a bitter expression on her face.

This bitter melon is delicious when stir-fried with pork slices, but it tastes awful when eaten raw. You really can't judge a book by its cover.

Simin was very averse to stinky tofu. Although he had risked his life to eat stinky tofu with the beauty many times, he still couldn't accept it.

The stinky tofu the staff bought was different from what he had seen before. In the past, the seasoning was stuffed inside the stinky tofu, but this time the seasoning was sprinkled on top of the stinky tofu, and the stinky tofu was a whole, intact piece.

Right now, he had no choice but to use a bamboo skewer to pry open the skin of the stinky tofu, stuff all the minced garlic, chili, and chopped green onions from the bowl into the stinky tofu, slightly masking its original taste. He then tightly closed his eyes, imagining that he was eating a delicious piece of pig intestines.

Lan Qingyue, Lin Ranran, and Si Yiming ate with grimaces and teary eyes, their idol-like image completely ruined. Guan Zhizhi, Yu Qingqing, and Chen Xueyun, on the other hand, were exceptionally elegant, leisurely enjoying their food. The three of them formed a stark contrast.