Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

The brightly colored dishes, the bustling and laughing students, and the complex aromas make people feel extra warm on this somewhat chilly spring night.

Many years have passed since my college life, but at first glance Qingyun still misses it very much. The dishes served on the iron plate seem particularly tempting.

They had a full lunch and had tea and snacks in the afternoon. Now Feng Huayang and Qingyun didn't feel hungry, so they picked two dishes at random.

Chang Jin didn't think so. He just thought that his sister was reluctant to let him spend money. He thought that they were eating cheap food at school anyway, so he shouldn't prepare more so as not to be too shabby.

Chang Jin picked out seven or eight dishes that he thought were pretty good these days, but he didn't expect that the card wouldn't pay when he swiped it.

Chang Jin was so nervous and frightened that his face turned pale. He felt that he was embarrassing himself in front of his sister by pretending to be rich because he had no money. He was also embarrassed that he was too poor to provide meals for his sister and younger sister. He was even more afraid of being laughed at by the classmates who were getting food next to him and the classmates queuing behind him.

"Oh, classmate, your card has a limit. Please enter your password." The auntie who was serving the food stretched her neck and knew what was going on. She pressed a few times on the card machine and waited for the student to enter the password.

Money is still very valuable these days. A child can eat well for just six or seven yuan per meal, and breakfast is normally two yuan.

In order to prevent their children from spending money indiscriminately, parents give them two portions of money: one portion is put into their meal cards for their children to use for meals, and the other portion is used to buy other daily necessities for their children.

In order to prevent some careless children from throwing away the card and having others pick it up and spend all the money, the meal card has a daily limit of 30 yuan. If the limit is exceeded, a password must be entered.

Chang Jin entered the password and felt relieved when he saw that the money had been deducted. His expression also improved. He held the food tray in one hand and pulled Qingyun with the other hand from time to time to prevent her from being touched by others.

There are a lot of people in the cafeteria at mealtime. Perhaps it is because there are many classes in the teaching building close to the cafeteria today, so students just stop by here to eat after class.

When Chang Jin took the bowl, chopsticks and spoon and returned to his seat, he found that the place was almost full, and the empty seats were occupied by people holding books, umbrellas and other things.

Although Qingyun was not hungry, he still missed the food in the university cafeteria. After listening to Chang Jin's words, he took a bite of the roasted eggplant. It was too oily, and it felt like he had drunk a big mouthful of oil from some unknown source.

Feng Huayang and Chang Jin were talking in low voices about what happened today. Qingyun had probably guessed what was going on, so he just pricked up one ear and listened sporadically, then continued to taste the seven dishes and a bowl of soup.

Over the years, she has not had high material desires and is in a very peaceful mood. She has already understood the open-minded state of mind of taking things as they come. Unexpectedly, she experienced the feeling of becoming more courageous after setbacks as a child in the university cafeteria, and she was a little moved.

The food in the cafeteria is actually not that bad. It's like a full score of 150. The food at home is usually over 140 points, and some really bad restaurants outside may not even get 90 points, but the food in the cafeteria is 100 points.

If the food at home is very poor and you don’t want to use too much oil, salt or seasoning, then that’s a full score of 100, and the food in the cafeteria is also delicious.

But for those who come from well-off families, the full score is 150 points. If the canteen gets points, you don't know where to praise them if they are not excellent. You can only say that the food is served quickly. The canteen has not failed either, so it is difficult to criticize them. Others may think that you are picky and find fault with everything.

Chang Jin had just finished explaining how Fu Shengyu solved the problem when he saw Qingyun holding the chopsticks weakly with a wooden expression on his face.

He found it a little funny and asked, "Qingyun, is this food not delicious?"

Qingyun saw that Chang Jin was not embarrassed by this expression and was just teasing her, so she sighed boldly and said, "It seems that the food of intellectuals is not delicious."

This sentence made both of them laugh. Chang Jin reached out and touched Qingyun's head. "Next time, Brother Jin will take you out to eat something else."

"Okay, Qingyun made some snacks for Brother Ajin as a midnight snack." Qingyun pushed the small box of snacks. The snacks tasted really good. Compared with the snacks in the cafeteria, she felt a little arrogant now.

It seemed that she was so overconfident that she forgot who made the skin and who prepared the filling. She only did the two simplest steps: assembling and shaping.

Seeing Qingyun's proud little look, Chang Jin was so surprised. He also saw a lot of very confident girls today. It seemed that they were all glowing. It didn't matter if he couldn't do it, but Qingyun was also so confident and glowing now. He inexplicably felt a sense of pride in his heart.

Just as Chang Jin was happily finding merits to praise Qingyun, someone sat down at the adjacent table. What a coincidence, it was Meng Liang.

Chang Jin was quite calm and finished his words of praise for Qingyun at a leisurely pace. It was not an easy task to find the strengths in a child and praise him without letting him become too proud, especially for an introverted person like Chang Jin.

It takes both words and emotions. Even if the sky falls today, Chang Jin has to stay calm and finish praising these words.

But Meng Liang, who was only one seat away from him, felt very uncomfortable. He really couldn't imagine that two people could sit together in such a big cafeteria. It was really a bad fate. He had to move another seat to the side under the pretext of putting down his umbrella.

Chang Jin actually knew why Meng Liang framed him, because Director Wu came to the school to give a lecture today, and the screenwriter of his previous movie also came to the lecture, saying that those who engage in literature can also expand their employment opportunities, and the future prospects of the entertainment and film and television industry are great.

Meng Liang had a good relationship with their director, and learned from the director that the screenwriter would find an intern to guide and participate in the production of the next script.

At this time, Chang Jin seemed to have some relationship with a professor in the school and was also writing a book. The professor was his strong rival, and he really wanted this opportunity so much that he did the wrong thing in a fit of rage.

He is very regretful now, hating himself for being too eager and not planning carefully enough. Not only did he not get things done, but he also ruined his reputation. The counselor he had been in a relationship with for half a year now has a bad attitude towards him.

This time he really lost both his wife and his army. Fortunately, it didn't get out, otherwise he would really have no way to live. After a few days, when Chang Jin's anger has subsided, he will go and flatter him. His family is so well-off, who knows if he leaks some information in the future he might be able to rise to the top.

Meng Liang stuffed rice into his mouth mechanically. He wanted to apologize right away, lest others would not give him a chance later. He finished a serving of vegetables with hesitation. But Meng Liang gave up because Chang Jin's family was present and it would be difficult to fool him.

Chang Jin was too lazy to pay attention to Meng Liang. For the lecture this afternoon, screenwriter Sun chose a sophomore girl. Meng Liang saw that his expression was very strange and complicated, and he guessed it after a while.

He is not in a hurry now, as he has not learned anything yet. No matter how great the opportunity is, it is not as important as his current books. This is Qingyun's requirement. He has been eating and drinking for free in Fufeng Fort for several years, and he has received red envelopes every year and a few gifts from time to time.

Even though he was an ungrateful person, he knew that Qingyun's affairs should be put first. If it weren't for this book, he would probably still be hanging around in Fufeng Castle and couldn't even go to school.