Small Potato Growth Observation Diary

"Hurry up! Cilang! I heard that the football club is giving away delicious food for free!!"

"You're running too fast, Yue Ren~" The young man's voice has a muffled sound, it sounds like he just woke up, the speed is very slow, the voice is also very vague, soft like his milky white The silky hair makes people feel that even the bottom of their hearts are soft and waxy.

"Before, Kawasaki said that he ate a piece of mousse cake, and the taste must be from Ito Hotel." The voice that kept urging sounded a little anxious, and the boy who was walking in front of him suddenly turned his head and looked at him, still walking slowly behind. The man bared his teeth, rushed over and grabbed the other's hand and ran, the speed was so fast that it created a whirlwind of colors, the bright red and creamy white mixed together in the wind, It looks like a freshly made strawberry mousse cake.

The boy named Cilang was dragged desperately by his companions to run towards the crowd, to be more precise, the direction of the tennis club.While running, he thought silently in his heart: "If Atobe knows that they sneaked away during club activities, they will be finished." Thinking about the multiplied training list, his calf trembled, and after being dragged away by Yue Ren, he also secretly tried hard, trying to resist.Of course, this resistance only lasted for 30 seconds. After 30 seconds, the soft and waxy boy named Cilang completely fell in love with the milky fragrance that wafted from not far away. He can clearly tell which is butter and which is cheese.It smells so good.

"Everyone, you can do it next to you as you like." The little girl Luzi pointed to the neatly arranged dining chairs beside her. There is a small round table between every three chairs. The kind of comfortable and warm ones I am used to, but the simplest kind of portable dining table, the colors are very lively, some are lemon yellow, some are grape seeds, and some are cucumber green. Jumping, but the good thing is that the material is transparent plastic, which looks particularly eye-catching from a distance.

On the right front of the dining table is a vacant space, on which there are many musical instruments, and a DJ player, and a latest computer is connected to the player.On the left side of the dining table, there is a neatly arranged oven. In front of the oven is a long table covered with a white tablecloth. There are mixers, egg beaters, and juicers on it, neatly arranged. Standing there, each one was working, and the chefs were taking turns making delicious cakes at the long table, and the strong aroma came from their hands.

A little further forward, a wooden plank was set up, the height of which was about the same height, just so that the students who came to receive the cake could just see it.There is nothing on it, just a poster with a few photos on it. Students who are familiar with or have been to these places will find that these photos are some cities and counties that were hit by typhoons before, and those photos have the beauty before the disaster. The scenery, and the bleak reality after the disaster, but with only a few words written on the top of the poster, many students walked to the table and sat down in a daze after getting the food they had wanted for a long time.

The poster read: "Build your own home in your own power."

Most of the students who can come to Bingdi to study are capitalists and entrepreneurs that everyone often talks about.In fact, they are not as willful and domineering as everyone thinks. Many of them will start to learn how to understand financial stocks, how to communicate with others, and how to invest and manage money when they are still young. These are beyond the imagination of ordinary children. Those new words How difficult to understand, how complicated.

So, rather than this poster, this passage evokes their compassion, it evokes their sense of responsibility.Miss Luzi is really a talented girl, just a short sentence, but this poster touched everyone's hearts, maybe even Luzi thought of everyone because of herself.

This kind of contemplation also appeared with the two teenagers who just ran over. Yue Ren's happy face suddenly felt unbelievable for a moment. He came in third.It was the first time for him to see these photos so closely, and he even went there with his good friends to play in some of those places!In just a few days, there is nothing left?The young man walked to an empty table with the chocolate mousse he had longed for, and suddenly said to the young man beside him: "Ci Lang... how can I help them, how can I use my own strength?"

Ci Lang dug the cake, thinking vaguely and wistfully, he doesn't know either!Shouldn't this kind of question be asked to Yu Shi? How could he answer such a deep question, and even his own head was in a mess!

"Rijiruo!" Yue Ren's eyes were quickly diverted by the arrival of another person. He looked at the new tennis club members who had joined this year and shouted loudly.This junior is very good at playing tennis. He knew it a long time ago, and Atobu is also very optimistic about him. Before the club's enrollment expansion, the application form of this junior has already been handed in. Atobe said that no matter how optimistic he is, The club's rules are still rules, the list of candidates must be decided after the school competition, and he is only in the first grade, so it is not possible to talk about the list of candidates.

"Senior Riyue." Rijiruo paused when he heard the shout, and then walked in the direction of Riyueren. When he approached the poster, he glanced thoughtfully.

"Hiyoshi, try it, Ito Hotel absolutely guarantees the taste!" Xiang Hiyake pushed the cake in front of him to the recommender, then thought of something, rolled his eyes and slowly pushed it out The cake was taken back, "Riji, you came here too fast just now, I have to pick up the cake over there, I've eaten all of it!"

Mr. Riji's face was stiff for a moment. What is this kind of familiar foodie feeling? How can you be as good as someone.Cao Wei, who was still preparing backstage, suddenly sneezed, and a small cold current seemed to come in from the soles of her feet. She rubbed her arms, looked at the white T-shirt with the words "Volunteer Team" printed on her body, silently I thought, did I sleep without closing the window last night, so I caught a cold?

"Xiangxiang, Caowei, Xiaowei... are you ready?" Miss Luzi's head was exposed through the crack of the door between the backstage covered by the simple dress, "I'm almost ready to go on stage, I need to play front music or Do you want to play some tunes in advance?"

"Okay, Luzi, you can do as you see fit. After you finish playing a song, we will be ready to go out." Xiao Wei simply straightened her hair, shouted towards the door, and then said to Cao Wei: "Cao Wei, go play two songs and warm up in advance."

"OK! No problem!" The door was closed from the outside again, and Cao Wei's voice could be heard through the door, as if she was asking if she could eat a piece of cake or something to replenish her physical strength first.

After a while, the sound of music came to mind outside the door, lyrical piano piece, very famous, this sound is Chopin's "Puppy Waltz", but this beautiful piano piece was played by a passionate DJ just at the beginning The disc music was combined, and the connection between the two was seamless. Slowly, the music calmed down again. It seemed that the piano and all the electronic sounds were mixed together to form another beautiful melody.

Cao Wei took the headset for tuning, and tapped the player quickly with her fingers. The flow between them flowed smoothly, and various changing rhythms and music broke and rearranged between her fingers, converging into a single sound. A new movement.The people in the audience gradually raised their heads, from chatting in twos and threes to paying attention to the open space on the right.Cao Wei kept looking at the people in front of her with a smile, and her gaze passed through them and drifted to an unknown distance.

Rijiruo noticed it as soon as Caowei came out. He had received the invitation from Xiangxiang and the others earlier. He didn't know about hosting the band until he received the invitation. These girls always seem to have great ideas. .As a friend, he definitely wanted to come to cheer, and he even asked the minister for leave, although it's not good to ask for leave just after joining the club.While listening to the music played by Cao Wei, he took a sip of the juice in his hand, well, it was his favorite flavor, not too sweet, and it really deserved to be produced by a famous gourmet family.

"This girl who plays discs is so handsome! Jirou, look!" Hinata Yueren excitedly pushed the boy Jiro who was still struggling with the food.

"Mmm, um, so handsome, so handsome..." Gulu swallowed the cake in his mouth, Cilang replied vaguely.

"Look at her, it seems that she has completely reached the realm of selflessness~ Her eyes are actually focused!"

"En, um, spotlight, spotlight?" Ci Lang really raised his head at this moment, and glanced at the girl in Mount Tai.It doesn't matter, he actually has the same feeling as Yue Ren, the people in Taishan really have rays of light in their eyes!Amazing!

The corner of Rijiruo's mouth twitched uncontrollably.Nima, he dares to assure that Cao Wei, a foodie, will definitely get his eyes lit up when he sees the table full of cakes and delicacies.Also, don't you two foodies have a common language with the one in Taishan?Why are there so no tacit understanding?

Master Riji, it’s the first time for them to see each other, and one didn’t notice these two while watching the delicious food, and these two only paid attention to the piercing eyes of the man in Taishan because they were far apart. I didn't pay attention to anything, you said there is no tacit understanding between such three people, even if they are both foodies, there are grades, okay!

The passionate electronic music is coming to an end, it seems to be the end of this section of the track, the sound gradually becomes quieter, and it returns to the original piano tune.Even the piano music stopped after a while.

There is no announcement, and there is no gorgeous stage. From a distance, I can only see two more girls on the so-called open space of the stage. One has black hair and the other is creamy white. Buttery white picked up the guitar beside her, The black one went to the front of the microphone, the girl who was playing disc just now got on the drum kit, and there was a girl next to the computer next to the disc player, who seemed to be the girl who just told them that they could sit wherever they wanted.

Before I had time to look at it more carefully, I remembered the music again.