Secret Love Qishen Diary

Try each other's mistakes and rate each other. My ramen is definitely the best. You are welcome to eat whatever you want. "

The students burst into laughter.

"This class is obviously about cakes, who wants to eat ramen."

"Speaking of which, if the cream is made into ramen, it looks really interesting."

"Can you guarantee that Rantang's ramen is not real ramen but cream?"

"Eh...forget it then, I don't want to try ramen-flavored cakes."

Hui Lu said, "Rantang's proposal is very reasonable. Only when everyone tastes each other can we find out how the finished product is and whether there is room for improvement. We have to work harder!"

It burned up in an instant, class monitor.

But this proposal is really flattering, can I expect Qi Mu to taste my cake?Well, hope he doesn't gain weight.

After everyone decided to taste the finished cakes I made, I cut the cake into many parts. The side cuts were flat and smooth, and some dark brown traces could even be seen, which was the color of coffee powder.

Hoarding is my little habit, but it is also my little problem to accidentally hoard too much.

I actually carry a lot of instant coffee in my bag every day.

... I hope everyone will not eat bad stomachs.

When everyone tasted the food of many classmates and finally picked up my cake, I even thought that they would say some tired words, several girls made surprise voices.

"It's super delicious. After eating so many sweet and greasy cakes, I was really surprised to try this obviously bitter coffee cake."

"The coffee powder didn't melt completely, but it created a grainy feeling in the mouth. When you bite through that grain, the feeling is really amazing!"

"Sato-san, you are amazing!"

I froze in place.

In the past home economics class, I basically made the food by myself or brought it home to my parents, and the students would not taste my creations.

And the family members are used to eating the food I made, and they will not show any surprises.

Of course, when I eat the food I made myself, I only feel ordinary. What surprises people with the grainy texture of coffee seems to me to be ordinary.

Why do they say such things?

I put the coffee cake in my mouth, it still tastes familiar to me, there is nothing special about it.

Probably because of the puzzled expression on his face, other people noticed it too.

They said one after another, "Is Sato-san still not satisfied with his work?"

I hesitated and hesitated, and said, "Is there anything particularly satisfying?"

A classmate next to me picked up a piece of cake and put it in front of me. It’s really cute in terms of selling, but I don’t know why, there is always a feeling of bulingbuling, like pudding, and it can shake from side to side not scattered.

The small piece of cake from that classmate's home was handed over to me, "Sato-kun, try it."

I took it.

The moment the cake entered the mouth, I felt the feeling that my soul was hit hard. It was not delicious, but a weird taste, which made people, no, it was the taste that made my taste buds unbalanced for a moment...

The classmate saw my expression and picked up another cake that looked very good.

I recognized it at a glance, this cake was Teruhashi-san's cake, and the moment the cake entered my mouth, the smell of words so sweet that I couldn't speak them filled my whole body...

That classmate must have seen my expression as if my soul had ascended to heaven, and desperately shook my shoulders, shouting excitedly, "Satou-san, Sato-san! Are you okay!"

I turned my head in a daze and said, "So everyone has gone through this kind of home economics class in the past?"

No wonder every time the teacher looked at me strangely after tasting the works of other students, I thought what I made was terrible.

It turned out that it was because of the mediocre taste in my personal opinion, but in everyone's opinion, it is already delicious?

My cake was quickly eaten, and I sat in a nearby chair with a skeptical expression on my face.

It may be because the expression has reached the point of blankness, and everyone feels a little scared. After I appeared in this state, I have never approached me. After letting me think about my life for a while, the classmate who gave me the cake before said nothing. With a guilty face, he said,

"I'm sorry, Sato-san, but the cakes made by Saiki-san and Teruhashi-san have that kind of taste, just get used to it."

"No... I don't think I'll ever get used to it."

Maintaining a skeptical expression, I left school.

When I got home, I sat blankly at the table, not knowing how to write my diary, when I suddenly thought of...

Of the two cakes I ate today, one was from Saiki and the other was from Teruhashi, and I ate Saiki's cake.

This is an amazing thing.

And when everyone tasted each other's cakes, Saiki-san really tasted my cake, so why was I so skeptical that I was shocked by his and Teruhashi-san's cakes, and I didn't even think about it...?

Forget it, don't think about it, I always feel that this kind of problem has already involved the field of philosophy, and I can't step into this field.

I like the seventh day of Saiki-san.

I want to say:

Can I ask for leave for the next home economics class?

:)

Crush on Qishen Day 8

today is Friday.

I'm already looking forward to the weekend.

As a student, there is an instinctive excitement on Friday, and it is the same for me.

a little happy.

The class in the morning was mediocre, but in the afternoon there was a physical education class that made me a little flustered.

I always feel like I might be cold.

After all, I am just a member of the book club.

qaq!

Physical education is not something I am good at, and the physical education class is not exactly that kind of strenuous exercise, except that after being led by the teacher to run for 20 minutes, the teacher told everyone that they can go to free activities.

I also paid attention to Qi Mu during the running process. Unlike the magical tennis parabola before, during the running process, his physical fitness in various aspects can only be said to be average.

But that's not what I'm most concerned about...

It's the thing on Saiki's head that looks like a lollipop, shaking up and down due to running movements.

Unexpectedly, Saiki-san, who looks very serious, looks very cute. I have never seen him like this.

At this time, I would think that it would be great if my eyes had the function of recording pictures, and I could record everything in a blink of an eye. There is no such magic technology.

Maybe after a long time, I will completely forget this picture.

But I think at that time, I should still remember the happy and happy mood at this moment.

A classmate next to me seemed to have noticed my smile. She looked a little surprised and said, as if she had never seen it before, "Satou-san, this is the first time I see you smiling."

"Please call me Fujisa-san, thank you, it is very rude not to remember the name of the classmate seriously."

Although I didn't feel this way before and didn't even care about the names of my classmates, but now it's different!

Because I found that when the classmate who was talking to me called me Sato-san, Saiki-san looked over.

At this time, even I hope Saiki-san can remember my correct name carefully and clearly, and hope that one day he will call this name.

The classmate who called my name wrong showed an embarrassing expression, and finally apologized to me seriously, and then I smiled and said to her, "It doesn't matter."

Then I panted like a next-door neighbor's pup had exhausted all his energy.

Having said that, I'm really bad at sports!

Probably because Saiki-san and I have poor physical strength, we ended up running side by side.

Should I talk to him?

In fact, it should not be a question of whether it should be done, but a question of whether it should be done.

Want to strike up a conversation with him?

If you talk to him, what should you talk about?

How can we be neither too quiet nor too indifferent?

When my mind was about to be entangled in a question that I couldn't think of a conclusion at all, Saiki-san took the initiative to speak.

【Fujisa-san...】

At that moment, it seemed as if there were only the two of us left in the world.

But obviously this is just my brain ignoring other students.

I am so sorry!

But I really didn't expect that, I was thinking before that Sai Mu would call my name seriously, and it turned out to be true now.

It's like... like the kind of crazy fan hugging their idol.

Well, not that exaggerated.

What Saiki said later was also ignored by my brain.

So I showed an embarrassed expression, "I'm sorry, Qi Mu, can you say it again? I didn't hear clearly."

[Fujisa-san, I mean, can you try making coffee jelly in the next home economics class? 】

The lollipop on Qi Mu's head was shaking again.

My mind is still immersed in the abyss.

But my heart was unexpectedly calm, "If the class taught by the teacher has ended, still