Chapter 69: Young Master Shen: The overly enthusiastic Big Dog and the other four are at Maple Leaf...
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M University Canteen.
The pizza guy's eyelids twitched twice: "Not tired of it yet?"
The man elegantly carried the tray, his body atop a robot, repeating the same line: "The best pizza in the world."
The guy has been baking pizza for three years and has met many different kinds of students, but he has never seen a customer with such high loyalty.
What’s even more amazing is that even though there are many kinds of pizza flavors, this guy only orders the same one every time - it’s not on the menu, it’s a special pizza that he personally ordered.
Why did he agree to do it in a fit of rage?
"Aren't you tired of it?" the girl repeated the boy's question.
“It has pineapple added to it, which helps to relieve the greasiness.”
If you order pineapple pizza in Italy, you will be beaten by the locals.
Behind the two men stood an old professor, his expression changing from sunny to gloomy.
The young man thought to himself that this was bad, because this was an old customer and the professor was from Italy.
The girl's eyes swirled around the menu. Her choice-making difficulties flared up, and after three seconds of deliberation, she said, "One tomato pasta, thank you."
The young man breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the professor. The old man looked better.
Chi Leyou nudged Chen Che's arm with her elbow and asked, "Is pineapple pizza delicious?" Once she accepted this and received Chen Che's firm response, she said to the boy, "Please change it to a 10-inch one with pineapple flavor!"
“…” The old professor’s shoulders slumped, like two mounds of earth softened by rain, and even his crisp suit had two obvious wrinkles.
The boy's scalp was tingling.
Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick, the cult member who ordered pineapple pizza with olives! Why didn't he put ketchup on it?!
The girls were waiting for pasta, while the men were waiting for pineapple pizza.
One of the people she worked closely with suddenly leaned over and whispered, "Would you like some more ketchup?"
Isn't there already tomato juice? Chi Leyou turned his eyes away, even more puzzled: "Can it be delicious?"
Chen Che: "When I was a kid, my mom took me to Italy. I thought the tomato pasta was too bland, so I asked the owner to pour tomato sauce on it. He kicked me out, along with my plate."
The second taboo in Italian food: Do not add tomato sauce to tomato pasta!
Chi Leyou chuckled, his form failing. The corners of his eyes curled up like crescent moons, and a pearl-sized dimple appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"You deserve a beating." She happily squeezed tomato sauce onto the pasta. Piu—a huge ball of sauce flew onto the noodles, "ooops."
Shen Che took the fork and, in the spirit of not wasting, moved the excess tomato sauce onto the pizza.
The young man's eyes widened. Are these two people really not here to cause trouble?
The old professor didn't understand their coded language. He saw the man cut a circle along the edge with a rolling knife, and the edge of the pizza separated from the main body and became an independent thin tire.
The old man is not feeling well.
The man threw the "tire edge" aside, cut it into several triangles, and put the piece with the most pineapple on the girl's plate.
“Is it delicious?”
“Yummy!”
Old professor: “!!!”
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This girl has been acting very strange lately.
After the cafeteria meal that made the Italians go crazy, Chen Che asked her out many times, but she always said she was busy. Now he becomes emo when he sees these two words.
After I complained harshly to her, her reply was even funnier: sorry, busy.
pidgin.
Chen Che didn't dare to bother her. It was his first time pursuing someone, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to judge the scale of his pursuit, so he could only seek help from his brother on the other side of the earth.
Zombie: Men are troublesome. They can’t even chase a girl?
Chen Che: Let’s talk about breaking up the friendship again.
Sang Shi had no choice but to pull all those bad friends and playboys into the small group.
The only attribute of this group of people is that they are rich.
Fox: Big. Spend. Money, no girl can resist it.
Chen Che casually sent the 90 dollars on the bedside to the group: This money was given to me by her.
friend:……
Dog: Then give her what she likes. No girl can resist the temptation of gifts.
Chen Che posted a picture of the little lamb on his bedside: This is a gift from her, isn’t it cute?
Friend: Are you here to gain experience or to show off?
Zombie: Bro, except for the monitor (your face), everything else is low-spec.
The second generation of the Shen family couldn't catch up with a young boy, and this matter became a laughing stock in the circle.
Chen Che had no choice. With only his bad friends and a zombie, no one could give him any constructive advice.
He could only consult Lu Ziyu, and that bastard said that one needs to be thick-skinned to pursue a girl.
Shen Che imagined herself as a big, overly enthusiastic dog. The dog just took a small step towards her, but she jumped onto the wall like a frightened kitten with her back arched.
The dog curled up under the screen wall, looking at the kitten licking its fur on the wall, whimpering anxiously.
The kitten bared its fangs at him, its glassy eyes sparkling and filled with light like broken gold.
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He contacted the observatory and chose an auspicious day to book the entire place so that he could play with his kitten.
A charcoal black sports car slowly stopped at the foot of the dormitory building, and the low engine sound attracted several people to look out of the windows.
Chen Che raised his head and glanced at one of the doors accurately.
Swish—the head shrank back.
That head is not a cat's head.
I didn't reply to his message for 8 hours.
Bad cat.
The last message stopped at - "Alas, I'm busy these days. I left my meal card with Xigua. If you want to eat, ask her for it."
He's like a beggar. Does he need food? He needs a cat! Even a bad one is fine! He's not picky!
The door downstairs of the dormitory opened and a girl with a confused look on her face ran over.
Shen Che's gaze swept across the giant pencil stuck behind the girl's head, and he bit his lips secretly.
He skipped the small talk and got straight to the point: "Hello, where's Youyou?"
Park Ye-jin first looked at Chen Che, who had a face that looked 90% like the male protagonist in her comics. She glanced away guiltily.
But I encountered an extraordinary scene.
The back seat of the sports car was filled with flowers, not only flowers, but also various succulent potted plants, staghorn ferns, holly leaves, monstera, limited edition maple leaves of different sizes, oak leaves...all of them were miniature versions.
Fluffy and soft.
It just fell quietly all over the back row.
In the blink of an eye, the guy with the big pencil head rushed to the side of the car and pressed his forehead against the window: "Kiyo~! Is this for Youyou?"
She moved like a suction cup, pressing her forehead from the back seat to the passenger seat.
In the passenger seat, a little lamb was sitting on a coat folded into a cushion, with iron-blooded sheep hooves, looking down on the world - oh no, the emperor's father even thoughtfully fastened his seat belt.
Park Ye-jin couldn't wait to raise her phone, she wanted to send it to Chi Leyou.
"Xigua Taro," Chen Che said in a cold and distant voice, "It's not a surprise anymore if you tell me about it."
"Uh," Park Ye-jin ignored the title bestowed upon her by the Emperor and turned off her phone screen, "Youyou isn't here."
"Where did you go to work?" Chen Che fumbled for the car keys and stood by the driver's door.
This guy drove over a whole truck of limited edition Jellycats. I don’t know how many days and nights he spent collecting them. At this time, money has long lost its meaning, and the heavy thoughts are the most touching.
"She went to the airport." Park Ye-jin sweated profusely.
Chen Che's pupils were dark, and his heart was pounding. With outsiders around, he tried hard to control his expression: "Where is she going?"
"She received a call from home and suddenly returned to China. I don't know much about her family's affairs." Park Yizhen was afraid that Chen Che would seek revenge on her, so she hurriedly said, "She hasn't been home for more than two years. Maybe she misses home..."
"What time is the flight?"
Park Ye-jin gritted her teeth and pointed to the sky: "Don't go to the airport, she's up there now."
Shen Che insisted: “Ms. Park, please be sure to tell me Youyou’s flight number.”
Park Ye-jin suddenly understood. It turned out that Master Shen was not impolite, he just discriminated against people.
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Economy class.
In front of Chi Leyou were a pair of noisy twin babies, and on the right was a man weighing over 300 pounds.
Fortunately, she was sitting in the prime survival seat, 11A. In the recent news about the plane crash, only the guy in seat 11A survived.
The in-flight Wi-Fi is $30 for the entire flight, or $10 an hour. It's so expensive, no one would buy it. Chi Leyou put on his headphones and closed his eyes to doze off.
When you fall asleep you don't hear the noise.
"Miss Chi?" the flight attendant called her. "Sorry to interrupt your rest, but there's a surprise upgrade on this flight, and we've chosen you to experience business class."
The 300-pound man sitting next to me said, "Is she the only one? I'm three times her size, shouldn't I be allowed to sit?"
The flight attendant gently explained that there was only one spot available for the "surprise upgrade event."
The person sitting next to him was stuck in his seat, and he tilted his head to talk to Chi Leyou: "Miss, can I switch with you? I can..."
Chi Leyou stood up expressionlessly: "Make way."
Amid the envious and jealous gazes of an entire row of economy class passengers, she pushed her suitcase forward.
The business class meals were better than expected. Even without rice, the absolutely quiet environment and reclining seats were enough to make her happy.
I slept well all the way and landed directly at H City International Airport.
The long-lost "crowd" feeling, the moist air exudes the flavor of hometown, fragments of dialect float through the gaps between people, and the familiar hustle and bustle hits you in the face.
I haven't been home for two and a half years.
She was afraid of disturbing the homesickness deep in her heart, so she unconsciously slowed down her steps.
Airport pick-up area.
Wang Guihua took out a small makeup mirror and checked her makeup.
Upon learning that Teacher Koike had returned, the old lady waited for the makeup artist to come to her house early in the morning to do her old-age makeup. It was the first time she met the teacher face to face, and she wanted to leave a good impression on her.
"Mrs. Wang, Teacher Xiaochi hasn't arrived yet? Did we miss someone?"
"Madam, how is that possible?!" Mrs. Wang said with such force that the people waiting at the airport all looked at her sideways. "Besides, there's this card!"
She pushed the human-shaped stand forward. Made of acrylic, it was the same height as a person, making it incredibly eye-catching. The stand was made by the advertising agency hired by Du Yuanshan's studio. If she wasn't tall enough, she photoshopped it in—when Chi Leyou appeared in the human-shaped stand with her two-meter-long legs, the middle-aged man and woman holding the "Warmly Welcome Back Chinese Girls" sign next to her were stunned.
"Lao Chi," the middle-aged woman frowned, revealing a few traces of time, "Why does that brand look like our Youyou?"
Old Chi tilted his head, the buffalo shoulders on the back of his neck rising and falling. He stared at the acrylic figure for three seconds, unimpressed. "Tsk, she's just an 18th-tier celebrity. How can she compare to my daughter?"
The sound of the suitcase wheels, the notification sound of WeChat after the phone is turned on, and the sound of calling.
"Teacher Koike—!"
"long--!"
The first person to be stunned was not Chi Leyou.
The eight eyes of those who came to pick them up at the airport rolled around. Wang Guihua's surprise, Wang Sao's pout, Chi's father's confusion, and Chi's mother's astonishment were like a pantomime.
The 2-meter-long acrylic and the A4-sized pick-up sign are silently battling in the bustling pick-up area.
Chi Leyou stopped.
WeChat messages are pouring in.
Mr. Shen: Why didn’t you tell me you were returning to China?
Mr. Shen: I upgraded your cabin, why don’t you buy wifi?
Mr. Shen: Transfer 50,000 yuan, note "buy wifi".
Mr. Shen: Ignoring me again.
Mr. Shen: Report safety immediately after getting off the plane.
“…”
20 minutes have passed since the time set by the young master to "report safety".
Her scalp tingled and she gripped her phone tightly.
In fact, she deliberately kept a distance from him.
She and Shen Che were both working hard in a foreign country, and Chi Leyou never discriminated against him in the slightest.
It was like two lone wolves smelling the same scent in the wild. Before their hostility subsided, they recognized each other as close friends.
Chi Leyou doesn’t have many friends, just a best friend, a roommate, and a friend of the opposite sex... The four of them live a good life in the Maple Leaf Country, which is better than anything else.
Today, the situation has changed dramatically.
After learning that Chen Che was the son of the famous star Du Yuanshan, Chi Leyou did some homework. She didn't think much of him being the son of a famous star. Du Yuanshan was kind and affable, and Chen Che wasn't overbearing, but rather very low-key.
The news that Du Yuanshan was his mother became a hot search on Weibo, and people all over the country were stunned - until the Shen family slowly came into the public eye, and Chi Leyou discovered that this was just the most ordinary line in Shen Che's "interpersonal network".
The Shen family in H City, whose ancestors were famous businessmen in modern times.
After inheriting a huge amount of wealth, my great-grandfather Shen Dahai did not waste it, but instead developed industry in his hometown.
After it was passed to my grandfather Shen Dajiang, the old man firmly sat in the position of chairman of the Shen Group.
Not only does it engage in industry, it also vigorously develops emerging technology industries.
Chi Leyou has a sports camera inherited from Ren Mi, which was produced by Shen's technology company.
His father, Shen Dahe, was the director of the Public Security Bureau of H City. When Chi Leyou was still studying in H City, he often saw him in local news.
Chen Che, the eldest son of the Shen family, is the only son of the Shen family.
He really has a throne to inherit.
Chi Leyou was holding the sports camera, the power button was not working and seemed to be breaking down. She was distracted and thought about the dream she had last night.
Two lone wolves met in the woods, foraged for food, and played... The moonlight was like a white blanket, lightly falling on their tightly hugged bodies.
The next day, the howling of wolves was heard in the forest, and her companion suddenly stood up. The sunlight shone on him through the gaps in the trees, and his neck hair glowed blue in the backlight.
Two tracks were left in the soft soil of the forest, one leading to the throne and the other to a hunter's trap in the dense forest.
How can the wolf king and the lone wolf be friends?
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