Real Scholar System

"What about Xiaoxi, why haven't we found her whereabouts yet?
Yang Jin was very angry. He specially prepared a luxurious birthday party at the Century Hotel and called all the classmates, but the protagonist of the birthday party could not be contacted, and he refused to answer the phone call. He was always busy. He was going to use his own The family's intelligence agency was scolded by the father. It is very rude to use the family's intelligence agency for Yuan Lanxi, the daughter of the Yuan family who is of the same size as the Yang family.

He could only mobilize his little follower Qin Haotian and a few followers to inquire everywhere.

"I also asked Xu Meijie, and she said she couldn't get in touch." Qin Haotian said helplessly.

"Forget it, let me look for it. A bunch of trash." Yang Jin cursed, and had no choice but to call Bei Aoxue.

"Haha, Sister Bei, it's me, Xiao Jin, yes, it's me, you see, I remember your phone number, but you don't have my phone number, it makes me so sad....No, I I just want to ask Sister Bei, where did Xiaoxi go?...What? You don't know? Lost contact for a few days?...Going to relax? Okay, okay, I understand, Sister Bei. I see. Hmm. I understand, I don't have the guts."

Yang Jin touched the beads of sweat on his head, it was not a last resort, who would want to contact Bei Aoxue, he was so scared by nature.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Lanxi was not with Bei Aoxue. Bei Aoxue also said that maybe she was too strict and became rebellious. She went on a trip to relax. She just called the day before yesterday and said she was looking for her grandpa. up.

Then it's over, today's birthday party must be in vain.The old man of the Yuan family?That vigorous and upright old senior?That's a headache for the first-tier families.

"Brother Yang, how are you doing?" Qin Haotian leaned forward and asked.

"Notify the hotel that the birthday party will be cancelled." Yang Jin shook his head with a livid face.

Yuan Lanxi lowered her head, and quietly wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye. When she opened her mouth, she almost choked up, took a deep breath, and adjusted, "How do you know that today is my birthday?"

"Oh, before the holiday, Yang Jin came to you that day and said that he would prepare a birthday party for you on October 10. Isn't this a coincidence? Today happens to be the 7th."

Yuan Lanxi leaned back slightly, feeling a wave of turmoil in his heart.

My family has never paid much attention to children's birthdays, and there has never been a custom of celebrating children's birthdays with great fanfare. It's just that children get together to play, and it's always just a matter of inviting a few good friends to have a meal together .

Fang Moyan went to the supermarket to buy so many things, she always thought it was because she couldn't get used to the meals cooked by Senior Brother Bingjiang, but she didn't expect that they were all prepared for herself.

Seeing that Fang Moyan was sweating profusely from work, he was moved and reached out to wipe his sweat with a tissue: "Thank you."

"Haha, happy birthday to you."

Fang Moyan hid for a while, and took a tissue to wipe himself.

"It's a pity that there is no cake, let's just let it go. I was poor from a young age, and I haven't tasted cake yet. On my birthday, my mother made me a bowl of noodles and a poached egg. The hand-rolled noodles I made are better than blue." Yu Lan, even my mother's craftsmanship can't compare to mine."

"However, although there is no birthday cake, there should be a birthday song."

Fang Moyan hummed the birthday song softly. Although it was a little out of tune, it sounded like the sound of nature to Yuan Lanxi's ears.

"Eat it quickly, or it will be lumpy, and the taste will not be good." Fang Moyan pointed to the hand-rolled noodles that had been filled.

"Yeah." She picked up the chopsticks, really a little hungry, "What about you? Aren't you hungry?"

"There are still more in the kitchen." Fang Moyan went in immediately and brought out a bowl,
The delicious braised noodles will whet your appetite.

The two looked at each other for dozens of seconds,

Yuan Lanxi broke the silence, picked up a poached egg, and gave one to Fang Moyan's bowl: "What are you looking at! It looks like it can be eaten as a meal." A blush flew across her cheeks.

Fang Moyan smiled embarrassingly, and said in his heart, in fact, looking is indeed a meal, maybe it's because of beauty.

After dinner, Yuan Lanxi suddenly remembered that Fang Moyan said that he grew up in a poor family and never even ate cakes. This kind of thing is unimaginable for a child like her who grew up in a honey pot.

"Go!" She took his hand and went straight outside.

However, at this time, it was already dark outside, and there were more and more tourists, crowded.

"Where are you going, Miss Yuan?" Fang Moyan was puzzled.

Yuan Lanxi didn't answer until she came to a bakery.

"What flavor do you want to eat? Don't worry." Yuan Lanxi pointed at the cakes in the store domineeringly.

Fang Moyan rubbed his belly, what should I do if I'm full?
But no matter how low his EQ is, he knew that Yuan Lanxi led him here because of his saying that he had never eaten cake since he was a child. Straight men are not really stupid.

In the end, I chose a small four-inch cake, and the two of them were on the side of the road. You took a spoon, and I took a spoon, and finished the palm-sized cake.

"How is it?" Yuan Lanxi asked seriously.

"It's not bad,... no, it's very delicious. I've never eaten such a delicious cake in my life." Fang Moyan made an exaggerated expression.

"Hmph, when I learn how to bake, I'll make it for you."

Yuan Lanxi chuckled. Fang Moyan cooked the hand-rolled noodles himself, and he could only treat him to the cakes he bought, but there was no way around it. Baking is not something that can be learned in a short time. The materials needed It's much more verbose than making hand-rolled noodles.

"It's broken, today is the 7th, do we start school tomorrow?" Fang Moyan suddenly remembered that the holiday is almost over.

Yuan Lanxi laughed and said, "That's right, what do you think? Why? Haven't you been beaten enough to practice every day? Do you have SM attributes? Haha."

"...Eldest sister, I was training, and it was really effective."

Seeing Fang Moyan's serious explanation, she smiled and said, "I'm just joking with you, of course I know you are training. You have worked hard."

"Then let's get ready and say goodbye to grandpa and senior brother."

"En." Yuan Lanxi nodded naturally, with a docile look.

"Ahhhh, school starts tomorrow, you two kids, so what are you waiting for? Hurry up and pack it up, and I'll let Senior Brother Bingjiang drive you back." Master Liaoyi raised his beard when he heard this. Leaving without any nostalgia, on the contrary, there is a kind of hope that they will leave quickly.

"No need, he came in a car." Yuan Lanxi pointed to Fang Moyan.

"Okay, are you an adult? Just drive? Or ask your senior brother to see you off. By the way, when you go back, you can't stop training for a moment. Although you don't have the help of the practice room, you can beat yourself. Ice Jiang, I brought enough medicine for your junior brother. Don't be lazy, kid."

Daoist Liaoyi paused, looked at Yuan Lanxi, then pointed at Fang Moyan: "Stinky boy, don't think about my granddaughter!"

"Grandpa! You're talking nonsense again! I'm ignoring you." Yuan Lanxi waved her hands and stomped her feet, and went back to her room.