Chen Ya didn't want to talk about the boycott he'd been facing from the entire Chinese music scene. He said to Jiang Xinhai, "Have you had dinner yet?"
"Not yet."
"Then let's go eat together."
Jiang Xinhai stared at him suspiciously: "You could have just asked me to treat you to a meal. I know you don't have any money."
"Hey, you figured this out. You're really smart."
After being praised, Jiang Xinhai turned around proudly, as cool as ice and snow, and walked away without saying a word, her skirt fluttering like a princess.
Before going out, after repeated persuasion from Jiang Xinhai, Chen Ya finally changed out of his suit.
He was now wearing a pure white short-sleeved T-shirt, and finally looked like a big boy in line with his age.
When he came out after changing his clothes, Jiang Xinhai tilted his head and looked at him for a long time. His formal attire and dusty face made him look like an insurance agent.
After changing into normal clothes, he transformed into a big boy with a fresh face.
His skin was not dark to begin with, and the pure white T-shirt made him look very energetic. His slightly bulging muscles were revealed under the short-sleeved shirt, which attracted Jiang Xinhai's gaze for a long time.
"How about it? Am I handsome?" Chen Ya asked her.
"I think..." Jiang Xinhai retracted his gaze and blinked, "He's just an ordinary boy."
"Ordinary? You're being tsundere again."
"This isn't tsundere, you narcissist. I'm not obsessed with looks, so why would I like you like this?"
She knew what tsundere meant. Chen Ya told her that tsundere meant "using a seemingly tough attitude to conceal one's inner feelings."
However, Chen Ya herself completely forgot the meaning of the word "tsundere" that she had instilled in her, which led to her subtle misunderstanding. When she heard her mention whether she liked something or not, she felt a little baffled.
Siluker
Binhai University has two gates, the main gate is the North Gate. However, in the minds of most students, "the main gate is just a decoration, and those people above will not understand it."
The main gate is majestic, with several white marble pillars that sparkle brightly every time the sun rises. Whenever the school wants to welcome a visiting delegation or some distinguished guests, the gate is always open and ready.
Normally, the main gate is open with a small door, so not many people come in or out. After class, students usually go through the south gate.
The South Gate faces East Lake, a vibrant spectacle in the summer, with willows swaying along the long embankment. Nearby are densely populated residential buildings and residential areas. Spring Garden is also located in this area.
The dense flow of people has given rise to dense shops. On the street opposite the south gate of Binhai University, at a glance, it is full of the bustling atmosphere of various vendors selling all kinds of delicacies from all over the world.
Cold skin, cold noodles, fried rice noodles, noodles with gravy, grilled cold noodles, Qishan臊子面, flying cakes, pancakes, egg-filled pancakes... The blue, green and yellow signboards emit warmth as the sun gradually sets, giving the dimly lit streets a cyberpunk feel.
The small spatula used to cook fried rice on the teppanyaki plate danced in the air. With a delicate tap, an egg was cracked open with one hand, and the egg white and yolk inside flowed onto the teppanyaki plate, quickly turning the white into a snowy white and the yellow into a golden yellow. The vendor then quickly scraped the teppanyaki plate with a few sharp scraping sounds, "thump, thump, thump," breaking up the solidified egg. A burst of eggy fragrance emanated from the air.
Pour the overnight rice onto the iron plate, crush it with a spatula, stir-fry it for a few times, and the egg will be coated on the rice. Hot smoke will rise, and the rice grains will make a "sizzling" sound on the iron plate. Squeeze the soy sauce next to it onto the rice in three circles, mix them together and stir-fry it for a few times, and it will turn into an attractive golden color, which will whet your appetite.
There are also handmade milk tea vendors on the street, often with grilled sausages nearby. Warm lights illuminate the sausage machines, and through the glass windows, rows of red sausages roll on the heating wheels, crackling and glistening with oil. Some of them suddenly burst open, revealing the bright red tender meat inside.
In the middle are two large iron woks, the bottoms of which are wrapped with cotton coats to keep them warm. The large one is used to hold milk and the small one is used to hold tea. When you open the lids, a wonderful aroma fills the air. The small box in the middle is divided into more than a dozen compartments, filled with ingredients such as pearls, taro balls, tortoise jelly, and roasted grass jelly. You can add as you like.
There is also lotus leaf glutinous rice chicken. If you want to buy one, someone will hand it to you. The lotus leaf has been softened and soaked in water vapor, and the outside has turned black. When you peel it open, you will see thick glutinous rice wrapped around boneless chicken, accompanied by the fragrance of lotus leaf. It looks oily, but it doesn't taste greasy at all, just very filling.
Chen Ya and Jiang Xinhai were walking on the road. Jiang Xinhai was wearing a mask and a khaki baseball cap, with her hair loose, looking like a sporty girl.
The two of them are a perfect match and look like a couple.
Xinhai bought grilled cold noodles and Chen Ya bought a set of pancakes. The two sat down in the store. Jiang Xinhai looked around to see if anyone was paying attention, quickly took off his mask, put a bite into his mouth, and almost choked on the chili seeds.
"Have you ever eaten these street foods before?" Chen Ya asked.
"Of course I have. What do you think of me?" Jiang Xinhai wrinkled his nose. "When I was in school, I went out with my bestie every day. What haven't I eaten?"
"oh."
Chen Ya took a bite of the pancake and said, "I thought you were the type who lived in a large villa isolated from the world, served by maids every day, and ate French or Kaiseki cuisine every day."
Jiang Xinhai scoffed, "Who would be like that? What misunderstanding do you have about rich people?"
"So what's your daily life like, a little rich girl like you?"
Jiang Xinhai was very dissatisfied with the title of "little rich woman" and kicked him under the table.
At that time, the word "rich woman" had not yet been used as commonly as it would be in the future. The word "woman" in it made Jiang Xinhai, who still considered herself a girl, frown.
"Don't call me a rich woman. I earned my money through my own ability." Jiang Xinhai protested.
"Oh, what's your name then?"
"Just call me Xinhai."
"Oh, Xinhai."
After Chen Ya finished yelling, Jiang Xinhai regretted it instantly.
"Forget it, just call me by my full name. Calling me that is weird, only my bestie would call me that."
"So, what's your daily life like?"
Jiang Xinhai raised his head, thought for a moment, and said, "It's just like any other person. If I don't go to school, I'll just go shopping and walk around the streets every day."
"Is that so?"
"In weather like this, I just swim at home. Oh, and I also learned to play golf last year."
"…Is this normal?"
Jiang Xinhai blinked his sparkling eyes: "What about you? How are you?"
"My family is very poor. We live in a village with no water or electricity. We cook with firewood and can't even afford eggs because we have to sell them to pay for my schooling."
"You are lying to me again." Jiang Xinhai didn't believe it at all.
"I really didn't lie to you."
Jiang Xinhai asked: "Where did you learn music?"
"Self-taught." Chen Ya finished the pancake and threw the wrapper on the table.
Jiang Xinhai was even more unconvinced.
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