What makes you think I will always like you?

"what?"

Chen Lu looked at her blankly, with confusion on his face.

"What are you talking about? Why don't I understand?"

Then he looked at Liang Zhirou again, "Do you understand?"

The girl shook her head again, she really didn't understand.

Lin Miaomiao was speechless. She felt that the two of them were on the same side for some reason, so she could only give Chen Lu a blank look and push the menu in front of Liang Zhirou.

"Just be more enthusiastic and order more of your favorite food. After all, you are helping me a lot."

In fact, Chen Lu, who has been appearing to be carefree these days, is the most helpful person from the Dialogue Drama Club, but Lin Miaomiao cannot admit it.

She would rather die than see Chen Lu's proud expression.

As she said that, she took Liang Zhirou's arm again, "Quick, let's see what you want to eat! Chen Lu and I will listen to you today."

Seeing Liang Zhirou studying the menu nervously, Chen Lu found it interesting. Although this fool worked part-time at a hot pot restaurant, he would definitely be reluctant to spend money on a meal.

He was not in a hurry, so he took out his phone and flipped through it casually, waiting for Liang Zhirou to take a look.

As a result, he suddenly saw a small red dot with 99+ appearing next to the QQ icon on the desktop, and he was startled.

What the hell?

As a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder who cannot have a single red dot on the screen, he couldn't bear it no matter what.

I was very curious and clicked in, and found that these messages were all friend requests without exception...

Many people even cursed directly when verifying the information.

Good guy, there are several pages of friend requests, all because Mo Yuqing apologized to her in public and scolded her.

Chen Lu couldn't help but wonder why this year's freshmen were so mentally retarded. Last year's juniors were not so aggressive.

A group of immature lemon spirits are still doing things that only elementary school students would do.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and put the phone back on the table.

You only find it funny when the person trying to piss you off is too imbecile.

At this time, Lin Miaomiao couldn't wait any longer and couldn't help but ask: "You haven't ordered yet, okay? Just order whatever you want to eat."

Liang Zhirou crossed her fingers together, a little nervous, "I, I was wondering what you and Chen Lu like to eat..."

Chen Lu poked Liang Zhirou's face with the tip of his chopsticks and chuckled:

"I like to eat what you like. Come on, I'll be starving later."

"Oh......"

After a while, the fool finally finished ordering.

Whether it was Chen Lu or Lin Miaomiao, as long as he inadvertently mentioned something he liked to eat to her while chatting, she would remember it.

Baby cabbage and tripe are Chen Lu's favorites, while lettuce and yuba are Lin Miaomiao's favorites.

I just never thought about what I like.

"It seems that there are all hot pot restaurants now, and there is no restaurant at all." Lin Miaomiao complained after just a few bites.

"Now it's either hot pot or barbecue, or it's a hot pot buffet and a barbecue buffet."

Liang Zhirou nodded, she also felt strange.

When I came to Hangzhou as a child, I often saw restaurants with various cuisines, but now they are rare.

When the naive girl looked at Chen Lu, he said slowly and helplessly: "Because the cost of opening a hotpot restaurant is much lower than that of a restaurant."

"How bad can it be?" Lin Miaomiao made a stupid voice again.

Chen Lu was still looking at Liang Zhirou and explained patiently: "Traditional Chinese restaurants have different flavors. Even if you are the boss, you have to look at the chef's face. If he gives up and quits, the style of the dishes in your restaurant will suddenly change. , maybe you will lose a lot of customers.

Moreover, the training cycle and salary of chefs are also issues. "

"Hot pot restaurants are different. Anyone can open a hot pot restaurant as long as they prepare the base ingredients. No chef is needed. A lot of energy can be spent on training service staff. Isn't that why Haidilao is so popular?"

"According to what you say, Chinese restaurants will become extinct soon." Lin Miaomiao agreed with Chen Lu's statement in her heart, but she couldn't help but criticize her.

Chen Lu shrugged, "That's not the case. If you invite customers to dinner, you can't do it at a hot pot restaurant."

After listening to a lot of what Chen Lu said, Lin Miaomiao had no choice but to give up her dream of opening a Chinese restaurant and overtaking cars in corners.

I have to admit that Chen Lu is a little smarter than me.

A little bit.

A few people were talking to each other, and contemporary college students could chat about any topic.

Liang Zhirou talked less and spent most of her time secretly picking up meat and vegetables for Chen Lu using chopsticks, and occasionally picking up some for Lin Miaomiao.

Chen Lu felt that the small bowl in front of him was never clean.

No matter how fast you eat, there is always new food in it.

Lin Miaomiao watched silently, thinking that sooner or later, she would find a boyfriend.

After a while, Chen Lu couldn't bear it anymore.

"How much did you eat yourself? I see you were too busy to pick it up for me." He took out an unused chopstick from the side and kept poking Liang Zhirou's cheek.

This time Chen Lu used a little more force, and the girl who poked him couldn't help but close her eyes on that side, but even so, she didn't know how to hide.

"I've eaten a lot." Liang Zhirou defended.

Chen Lu didn't believe her and continued to bully her. The girl's cheeks were soft and her skin was so good that it was really fun to poke her.

It looks so tender, I don’t know what it would feel like to kiss it.

"You finally have some flesh on your face."

It seems that my feeding plan is very successful.

He was a little surprised at first, but then he frowned again and asked in a deep voice, "Are your bangs longer than that night?"

"It turns out that it's long enough like that. Why do you want to keep it longer?"

Liang Zhirou lowered her head and pinched her fingers and said, "It's not easy to be bullied..."

Chen Lu was not a girl, and the beautiful girls around him were all pampered. Even if he could guess in this direction, it was difficult to imagine what Liang Zhirou's beautiful eyes would bring to her.

She didn't deliberately have bangs at the beginning, but later even if she lowered her head, some people would find her good-looking and want to bully her. The strange looks in her eyes made her feel uncomfortable, and some people came up to chat with her and she could only run away. open.

Every time this happened, she would deliberately grow it a little longer.

Over time, it became what it is now.

She was helpless in this city and was the only breadwinner in her family. She could only hide herself and beg not to be provoked by anyone.

Facts have proved that this is useful, and now few people look at her with evil eyes.

Moreover, she now meets a boy who smiles and looks directly into her eyes...

Chen Lu stopped poking her cheek and gently pressed his chopsticks against her forehead to remind her to raise her head.

"It doesn't matter, I said it before, I'm here." He chuckled and said, "No one can bully you, not even Lin Miaomiao."

"What does it have to do with me!!" Lin Miaomiao was stuffing a large piece of baby cabbage into her mouth, not caring about the appearance of it, and retorted inarticulately.

After retorting, he continued to eat his own food.

Liang Zhirou looked at Chen Lu quietly, her eyes narrowed slightly and became a little moist.

The whole heart is trembling.