Don't think of rebirth.

The takeout ordering campaign on the morning of the first day of school ended with Gu Qinghuan adding everyone in the class to WeChat.

Gu Qinghuan's family didn't strictly control her ordering takeout, mainly because her parents' cooking was not very good, let alone her. Her parents often ordered takeout, so she had basically tried all the takeout in the city.

So when helping to order takeout, Gu Qinghuan also gave a lot of reference suggestions.

Yu Xin had a cell phone, but she didn't know how to use it very well, so Gu Qinghuan taught her how to download WeChat and register an account. She volunteered to help record the takeout that her classmates wanted to order, and Gu Qinghuan immediately felt a lot more relaxed.

Moreover, Yu Xin had a very good memory. She could remember something after others told her once. However, she was not very good at typing on her mobile phone, so she wrote everything down by hand.

She handed the paper with the takeaway written on it to Gu Qinghuan. Although Jiang Chuchu was between them, they could just stretch their arms.

Jiang Chuchu didn't care and moved aside. She just glanced at the words on the paper and blurted out, "Your handwriting is so ugly!"

Yu Xin's movements suddenly froze. She couldn't continue to hand it over, nor could she retract her hand. She felt awkward and embarrassed for a moment, and her body began to tremble.

Gu Qinghuan took the paper, turned around and asked Jiang Chuchu: "My handwriting is not that good either, what is your handwriting like?"

Jiang Chuchu never thought about how much harm her words had caused to Yu Xin. She just listened to what Gu Qinghuan said and picked up the pen and wrote the three words "Gu Qinghuan" in a flamboyant manner: "Let me show you."

"Your handwriting is really beautiful." Gu Qinghuan was telling the truth. Jiang Chuchu's handwriting was as charming as silver hooks, soft, clear and vigorous, and very elegant.

Jiang Chuchu raised her nose proudly.

"You should also write down Yu Xin's name." Gu Qinghuan looked sincere.

Jiang Chuchu had just been praised and was in a good mood, so she wrote Yu Xin's name as well.

Gu Qinghuan took the paper and walked directly to Yu Xin and handed it to her: "Yu Xin, look, your name is so beautiful."

Yu Xin's hands were still shaking a little, so Gu Qinghuan held them tightly and asked her to use her index finger to trace the two words.

Jiang Chuchu's handwriting was really beautiful, much better than the printed fonts she saw in books, and completely different from her own handwriting.

Perhaps because of the warmth of the hand holding her, Yu Xin's mood suddenly calmed down, and the shame just now disappeared without a trace.

She raised her head and smiled at Jiang Chuchu: "Your handwriting is really beautiful."

Jiang Chuchu felt a little uncomfortable when the person whose handwriting she had just said was ugly praised her so sincerely. She coughed twice and said, "It's nothing. If you practice more, you can write beautifully. My grandmother taught me to hold a brush when I was three years old. If my handwriting is still ugly now, then I have learned it in vain."

She handed the fountain pen she had just used to Yu Xin: "Here, practice with the fountain pen. I'll go home tonight and find you some calligraphy books. You'll be fine after a few months of practice."

"The pen is not needed," Yu Xin returned the pen. She also realized that Jiang Chuchu was really used to giving gifts to others. "As for the calligraphy copybook, I really need it. My junior high school teacher also said that if I can write well, I can improve my score on the test."

Jiang Chuchu was used to being rejected by Gu Qinghuan this morning. She didn't care when Yu Xin returned the pen to her, and asked casually, "Then why don't you practice calligraphy?"

"My family didn't buy me stationery before, and I had to take care of my younger brother in my free time... and I also had to wash the family's clothes. It was okay in the summer, but in the winter I got frostbite on my hands and it was itchy and painful..." Yu Xin said, her voice lowering.

She never dared to complain. Her previous "mother" would beat or scold her if she showed the slightest bit of distress. Over time, she no longer dared to speak.

But now, she seemed to be able to say it.

"...Damn it." Jiang Chuchu's voice was a little vague.

"What did you say?" Gu Qinghuan didn't hear clearly.

Jiang Chuchu said with a bitter face: "I really deserve to die."

Qin Yue, who had been eavesdropping on their conversation, burst into laughter.

Jiang Chuchu raised her eyebrows and glared at him: "Qin Yue, you eavesdropped! How dare you laugh at me!"

"Who laughed at you! I'm reading a novel! I can't laugh!" Qin Yue yelled.

Jiang Chuchu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and said to Yu Xin: "I will teach you how to practice calligraphy. I will tell you tomorrow when I bring the calligraphy copybook. When you have time, go buy a fountain pen. Nowadays, fountain pens don't need to be refilled with ink. There are those with pre-installed ink cartridges. You can directly replace the ink cartridge..."

Seeing Jiang Chuchu and Yu Xin chatting, Gu Qinghuan withdrew his hand with confidence and sat back in his seat to wait for class.

Qin Yue took advantage of Jiang Chuchu's inattention, turned around, leaned on the back of the chair and winked at Gu Qinghuan: "You are really good."

"You don't read novels anymore?" Gu Qinghuan stared at him. Did this guy really treat her as a joke?

Qin Yue said seriously: "I'm talking to you seriously. Jiang Chuchu has such a bad temper that even my dog ​​has to avoid her since she was a child. Not only did you not make a fuss with her, you also made her reflect on herself. You are really good at talking."

"I just believe that Jiang Chuchu has no ill intentions." Gu Qinghuan said.

Qin Yue looked at Gu Qinghuan twice more: "Where do you get your confidence from?"

Gu Qinghuan thought for a moment: "Or rather, I want to trust every girl." She would be wary of strangers, but she didn't want to speculate about any girl with malicious intent from the very beginning.

"What about the boy?" Qin Yue asked excitedly.

Gu Qinghuan rolled her eyes: "It's better to trust a puppy than a man."

Qin Yue's face suddenly fell, he snorted and turned away to ignore her.

Mingde School is closed at noon, and students all eat in the school cafeteria. After school at noon, students from other classes went to the cafeteria, but they saw three people from Class 3 rushing out and coming back from the school gate carrying a bunch of colorful takeout packaging bags.

Gu Qinghuan was carrying four pizza boxes: "Qin Yue! Run slower!"

Qin Yue's hands were full of various milk tea packaging bags, but he still ran very fast: "It's because your legs are too short!"

Gu Qinghuan was furious. If she wasn’t afraid that the pizza would fall to the ground, she would have kicked him in the butt!

Another boy who came to help was carrying a bunch of other takeout bags, but he still had one hand free to sip his drink: "Che Che, this Bobo, Chew Che, it's really delicious."

The boy who helped was called Song Yi, he was 1.89 meters tall, looked righteous, strong and mighty. He introduced himself as having won the local Sanda championship.

When ordering, he was shy and said he wanted to drink Strawberry Bobo. His family said that this kind of drink was only for girls and he had never had it before.

Gu Qinghuan not only ordered Strawberry Bobo for him, but also ordered Cheese Peach from another store, the main dish being the pink one.

"There is a difference between men and women when drinking a beverage. How can they be so arrogant!" Gu Qinghuan said angrily, and Song Yi was so moved that he announced on the spot that Gu Qinghuan was his biological sister.

By the time Gu Qinghuan and Song Yi arrived in the classroom, Yu Xin had already distributed almost half of the drinks.

Seeing Gu Qinghuan, Yu Xin immediately took the pizza box and handed Gu Qinghuan's ice cream tea to her: "Take a break."

Jiang Chuchu also brought three other classmates into the classroom: "I brought back the meal set from the cafeteria. If you don't have enough takeout, come and get some."

Gu Qinghuan looked over and said, "Jiang Chuchu, you are very thoughtful."

Jiang Chuchu put on disposable gloves, picked a fried chicken leg, took a tentative bite, nodded with surprise and satisfaction, and then replied: "Of course."

She took another bite of the chicken leg and still couldn't hold back her words: "This fried chicken leg tastes good."

Her family had never cooked this kind of food, so it didn't reflect the chef's ability. Her mother was used to eating light food to maintain her figure, and she would never ask the kitchen to cook such oily food. Her father often ate out and didn't care about the food at home.

Maybe she could ask the chef to do it next time? Jiang Chuchu was thoughtful, and Qin Yue stuffed her with another glass of iced lemonade: "Come on, drink this."

Jiang Chuchu took a sip and frowned: "Why does lemonade taste like this?"

Qin Yue said confidently: "It tastes good, and it's only four yuan a cup!"

Four dollars? Jiang Chuchu looked at the big cup in her hand. Has she ever drunk something so cheap? Also, it's obviously lemonade, why is it so sweet?

While Qin Yue wasn't paying attention, Jiang Chuchu took another sip.

Out of the idea of ​​not wasting anything, she drank it reluctantly.