50 Oh, I don’t want to eat anymore!
Yuan Chiye didn't ask anything, sneered, slammed his chopsticks on the table, stood up and strode towards the window for food.
The murderous figure from behind scared the people in the queue so much that they automatically made way for him.
Su Tang was also shocked. Why did Yuan Chiye suddenly become so moody? He looked creepy when he was angry.
We made a bet before, whoever loses will be the servant, with such a stubborn temper, it is harder to serve than the master,
Unfortunately, she didn't dare to say this and could only complain silently in her heart.
Three minutes later, Yuan Chiye walked straight towards Song Hanjun in the corner, carrying a plate.
With a "dong" sound, the plate was placed in front of Song Hanjun.
Song Hanjun looked up in shock
"?"
Yuan Chiye looked down at him with a cold and hard tone.
"Su Tang asked me to give it to you."
In the dish, there are peppers pounded with preserved eggs, stir-fried meat with wild peppers, stir-fried peppers with fermented black beans, and a green pepper. You can smell the spicy smell from a long distance away.
Song Hanjun's expression froze slightly, and he looked past Yuan Chiye and towards Su Tang who was looking at him not far away.
"Thank her for me."
Yuan Chiye laughed angrily, his eyes became even colder.
"Don't you have legs and a mouth? Do you think I'm a servant? I'm happy to help Su Tang, but why should I help you pass on a message?"
Yuan Chiye fired his temper like a machine gun.
Song Hanjun's expression froze for a moment, and he didn't know what to say.
Yuan Chiye looked at Song Hanjun's puzzled expression and was completely speechless. Why did Su Tang deal with such a white flower?
"Eat it up, don't waste it!"
Song Hanjun glanced at Yuan Chiye's face, and suddenly understood something. The corners of his mouth curled up.
"Of course, I like eating chili. Su Tang is thoughtful. I will definitely finish it."
Yuan Chiye's anger level rose again. He turned around and left angrily. His back was cold, as if he was wrapped in a layer of blizzard.
Yuan Chiye returned to his seat, sat down without saying a word, and continued to eat with chopsticks, but the veins on the back of his hand were obviously tense.
Su Tang looked at him doubtfully. Had he offended him again?
She poked his arm cautiously.
"Are you angry again?"
"No,"
Su Tang moved closer and lowered his voice.
"I'm the captain, and I can't let anything happen to any of our team members. He's not in a good mood and seems like he hasn't eaten properly in a long time. I'm worried he might get sick."
Yuan Chiye glanced at her sideways,
"So you sent me?"
"It's not an errand. I wanted to go there myself, but he dislikes me and I was afraid of offending him."
Yuan Chiye raised his eyebrows.
"He hates you?"
"Yeah, didn't you see that? He vomited when he saw me today. We are on the same team, so I have to keep a good relationship with him, right?"
Yuan Chiye's expression relaxed a lot.
"He has this weird temper. You are such a good person, it is impossible for him to hate you."
Su Tang pondered for a moment.
"I suspect he hasn't had a good meal in a long time, so his stomach is not feeling well. I have to tell the production team and ask them to prepare some special meals for him."
Yuan Chiye's face darkened again.
"Su Tang, you want to die? You care about him so much in front of me, as if I were dead."
Su Tang shrank his neck.
"What? If you don't eat for a long time, I will still care about you."
Yuan Chiye threw down his chopsticks.
"Oh, I don't want to eat anymore!"
“·······”
The next morning, Su Tang and Yuan Chiye came out of the gym before going to the cafeteria. Su Tang packed a bowl of monkey mushroom rice porridge.
Yuan Chiye thought Su Tang was greedy so he didn't ask any more questions.
While Yuan Chiye was taking a shower, Su Tang slipped into the vocal room.
Su Tang glanced through the window and saw that Song Hanjun was indeed inside.
She knocked on the door.
"May I come inside?"
Hearing Su Tang's voice, Song Hanjun's breathing became disordered. His hand trembled and the tip of his pen drew a long line on the music score.
He tried very hard to restrain himself, but still couldn't stay in the same room with Su Tang.
Seeing that Song Hanjun didn't respond for a long time, Su Tang reached out and pushed the door open, poked her head out, and put the packed box on the piano stand next to her.
"I'll bring you some breakfast. Eat before you work."
Song Hanjun paused for a moment, looking at the packed box on the piano. He suddenly remembered last night's dinner, and his fear-filled mood softened. He spoke dryly,
"Thanks."
Seeing that Su Tang had no intention of coming in, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves relaxed a lot.
He stood up and touched the lunch box. It was still very hot. The temperature from his fingertips instantly warmed his entire body. It was very comfortable. There was no doubt that this breakfast must be delicious.
He opened the box and the aroma inside was really fragrant. He couldn't help swallowing and tasted it slowly with a spoon.
Su Tang is very considerate. She understands his predicament and she is sincerely helping him.
Sometimes a little warmth can save a life in the cold winter.
Song Hanjun was thinking that maybe he really could be saved, and he seemed to be less averse to Su Tang's existence.
When he was thinking about how to ask Su Tang to come in,
Su Tang had already slipped in quietly, wearing a cardboard box on his head that he had found from somewhere, and said in a muffled voice,
"Do you feel anything when I'm like this?"
The cardboard box covered half of Su Tang's body, leaving only a pair of legs in black sweatpants. The box also said "Choose Jingxi for express delivery."
It was so funny that Song Hanjun couldn't help laughing out loud.
But it is inexplicably heartwarming and it is impossible not to be moved.
He shook his head, then realized that Su Tang couldn't hear him, and then he opened his mouth.
"It's okay, I don't feel anything."
Su Tang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, okay, since you don't mind, can we just keep talking like this for now?"
"good,"
"How's your progress?"
Song Hanjun put down the lunch box.
"I've already got a prototype, the beginning has been designed, let me show you."
"No rush, finish eating first, and then we can continue our discussion."
When discussing his favorite field, Song Hanjun suddenly lost his appetite. He ate a few mouthfuls and put down the lunch box. Then he opened the tablet at hand to play a short sample of the design.
"Listen first,"
Song Hanjun is indeed an expert in arranging music. She completely integrated her ideas into the music. I have to say that Su Tang was very impressed after listening to it.
"It sounds nice."
"There's a clearer arrangement example on the tablet. Let me show it to you."
Su Tang couldn't see, so she lifted the cardboard box a little higher and reached out to touch it. Seeing Song Hanjun's pale hands with clear veins, she deliberately touched it with her fingertips.
From the gap, it can be seen that Song Hanjun's expression is stiff, but PDST did not occur.
Su Tang was immediately surprised. To prevent Song Hanjun from delaying his attack, she quickly spoke to divert his attention.
"I want you to be the center!"
Su Tang's words made Song Hanjun's face change slightly, and he instantly denied himself.
“No, I can’t…”
Su Tang would not allow him to refuse.
"This is my current thinking, after all, it still depends on the team members to make the decision together."
Song Hanjun hesitated slightly.
"Why me?"
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