"Huh?" Chu Shangli looked a little surprised. "So, Bai Xiaoqian, you're also suspicious of others?"
"No matter what, I always feel that this attitude is a bit rude—" Bai Xiaoqian said with a wry smile: "Of course, being treated like that and still not doubting anything, is it possible that in the eyes of classmate Chu Shangli, I look like a saint in any way?"
"It would be nice if you said that consciously, but that's definitely not the case. It's a remarkable skill to be able to say something so infuriating without even realizing it."
I always feel like Qiu Feishuang's tone is mocking Bai Xiaoqian——
But Qiu Feishuang's tone always sounded sarcastic. Maybe she was just expressing her thoughts normally.
At this time, Duan Maye brought three servings of omelet rice to the table—
There was also a bottle of ketchup on the tray.
"Hello, three servings of omurice—"
"Why is it omurice--?" Qiu Feishuang really seemed to be finding fault as soon as she opened her mouth.
"If you don't like it, you can of course change it to something else - I also prepared fried rice."
"Can't we just leave the eggs and rice restriction? It seems no one mentioned that eggs were necessary from the beginning?"
"No one has mentioned it before, but if it's nutritious and cheap, eggs are the best choice. They can also be used to make various delicious dishes—"
Duan Zhenye picked up the ketchup bottle and squeezed the words "Shut up and eat your meal honestly" onto the omelet rice.
"Is this all right, sir?" Duan Zhenye showed an angelic smile on his face: "I didn't expect that you would have such a hobby. I don't quite understand it——"
"No, I didn't—"
"It's the next person's turn now." He used a ketchup squeezer to squeeze out cartoon portraits of Chu Shangli and Bai Xiaoqian on their omelet rice.
"Very similar, right?"
"Yeah... Yeah." Bai Xiaoqian nodded quickly, as if hoping to stop the storm before it happened.
"Isn't this a dirty trick?"
"You're not being too much, my guest." Duan Zhenye stuck out his tongue and said, "I'm just doing the bare minimum—"
Sure enough, there seems to be a special atmosphere between these two people.
"Well, it doesn't matter what the words say anyway, since we'll have to eat it in the end. What I'm more concerned about now is why they sent such cheap food. Are you trying to say your service attitude is worth money again?"
"No." Duan Zhenye shook his head and smiled, "What I want to say is that my calligraphy and paintings seem to be very valuable. Don't you feel the same way? If I go out to the streets to sell my autographs and cartoon portraits, they will definitely be very valuable..."
"That needs to be drawn on paper. It's hard to preserve it on food."
"So, does that mean you, sir, need paper drawing services?" Duan Zhenye bowed to her. "I understand. So that's it...?"
Duan Zhenye took three pieces of drawing paper from the bottom of the tray, drew three patterns exactly the same as those on the omurice, and placed them next to their omurice.
"In this case, there won't be any problem, right?" Duan Zhenye still had a service-oriented smile on his face.
"So what's the point of me needing a piece of preservable paper that satirizes myself? You'd better just draw a cartoon yourself." Qiu Feishuang's face was filled with anger.
Of course, when we say it is on the face, it is only a small area below the tip of the nose, and we cannot be sure how accurate this judgment is.
"With all due respect, even without drawing your face, it looks just as exaggerated as a cartoon—"
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