The classmates around him thought he was really angry because Yinghan accidentally stepped on his shoes, so they all started to worry about Yinghan.
If Cheng Yinghan in this class is very indifferent, then Anze is another even more indifferent person. Therefore, everyone is praying silently for Yinghan.
Yinghan knew that he was angry that she was talking to other boys, but she didn't want to. The two older boys were talking around her, and they even snatched the wood in her hands, and she couldn't get it back.
.But, thinking of his gloomy face, she felt cold all over her body, as if she was being showered with cold rain. It was so cold. She was obviously being basked in the hot sun at this moment, but she was freezing.
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She rubbed her forehead with a headache, walked to a less crowded place to help start the fire and cook, and then took over the cooking work.
Just before 12:30, everyone’s lunch was finally ready.
A large group of people were sitting on the grass or rocks, eating from disposable bowls and talking. Because there were too many people, the two classes were cooking separately. Naturally, some people wanted to
It was a competition to see which class made it more delicious. After hearing what the students said, the two class teachers happily accepted the task, ate some in their own class and then went to another class to try it.
At the end of the meal, the two teachers looked at the plates of hot and sour potato shreds in Yinghan's class in surprise. Wang Qian took a chopstick and put it in his mouth. After eating, he said with satisfaction: "This is
Who fried it? It’s delicious, delicious, and even a person like me who doesn’t like chili can’t help but want to eat it.”
Yinghan's class teacher, Teacher Zhang, also praised her repeatedly: "It's simply better than the food at the Sichuan spicy restaurant I went to last time. Who can cook so well? It's better than the chef."
When Yinghan was cooking, the girls who helped Yinghan were very happy. Although the dishes were not cooked by them, it was still cooked by people in their class. When the teacher praised her, it was like praising them.
Several girls laughed at the top of their lungs and said, "Of course it was our class monitor who cooked most of the dishes in our class."
"Except for a few dishes that we cooked, the squad leader took over all the other dishes."
For a moment, almost everyone's eyes were on Ying Han, and almost all of them were filled with admiration.