On the Making of Steamed Bun [Net King]

Since Superintendent Sakaki stabilized the sporadic bomb of Haruyo Sakaki, Kanmei’s life in Hyodi was quiet for two days. Perhaps it is because the anti-virus ability and self-protection ability of Hyodi students are too strong. For the girl who was hit by a flying tennis racket in the corner of her eye last time, the names of Kohidake and Akutagawa Jiro have been automatically pasted on the two beds in the health care room.

The sun was setting, and the orange glow covered the entire sky. Gan Meiya glanced at the wall clock on the wall and began to pack the things on the desk. Two people who escaped from the club training came from behind and were discussing where to go. The voice of the little guy eating dessert, she pursed her lips and smiled, and the mobile phone placed aside vibrated, she turned her head to look, when her eyes touched the content of the text message that popped up on the screen, she was startled at first, and then quickly cleaned up speed.

"Nah... Teacher Meiya, do you want to eat cake with us?" Akutagawa Jirou's soft voice was full of sleepiness.

"I'm not going." Gan Meiya got up and closed the window beside the bed. The curtains that had been blown up by the wind suddenly died down. The two teenagers who were unwilling to move, raised the corners of their mouths slightly, and looked at them with a smile without saying a word.

Xiang Riyue jumped off the bed nimbly, looking straight at Gan Meiya with his blue-gray eyes, and after a while, the burgundy boy with a younger sister asked expectantly: "Mr. Meiya, do you want to follow me?" Is your boyfriend going on a date?" Judging from his years of observing Ninzuzu picking up girls, Teacher Meiya is definitely going on a very typical date between a male and female couple today.

Gan Meiya stretched out a finger to her lips, pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "Secret."

"Teacher Meiya, are you going to eat delicious food?" Akutagawa Jiro climbed off the bed slowly, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and asked softly as before.

"Well, it's considered a delicacy." Gan Meiya nodded after thinking for a while.

"Can you take Jirou with you?" Akutagawa's eyes lit up, and his fair face quickly changed into an expression of "please, please, please take me".

"No." Gan Meiya refused without hesitation.

Akutagawa's face collapsed in an instant, he pursed his mouth, reluctantly followed Xiang Ri and passed Gan Meiya, and the moment he passed by, he turned his head to look at Gan Meiya. Meiya glanced at her, and her eyes showed the meaning of "Just take me with you, it doesn't matter if Yueren doesn't go".

Gan Meiya smiled but said nothing.

After Xiangri and Akutagawa left, Gan Meimei looked around and made sure that the water and electricity windows in the office were closed. When she walked out of the health room, she found that the two teenagers who had left a few steps earlier stood not far away with an "I understand" expression on their faces. Looking at her everywhere, Gan Meiya couldn't help being taken aback, and looked in the direction of Xiang Riyueren's fingers, a large bouquet of gorgeous red roses came into view, and her gaze moved upwards slightly, and the person holding the bouquet was none other than a few days ago See Hiroo Sato.

The corner of Gan Meiya's mouth twitched slightly, and she pursed her lips and smiled.

It seems that the smile on Gan Meiya's lips gave Sato Yuo courage. He stepped forward, handed over the rose in his hand, and smiled shyly: "Mr. Gan, are you free tonight? Have a meal together ?”

Gan Meiya frowned slightly, she turned to the side unobtrusively, and said with a slight smile, "I'm sorry, we have an appointment tonight."

The shy smile on Yuo Sato's face suddenly froze, and the ambiguous atmosphere in the air instantly became a little awkward. Xiangri and Akutagawa glanced at each other, and Xiangri raised his voice and shouted: "Teacher Meiya, hurry up, then The store is very popular, we have to wait for a seat if we go late.”

Yuo Sato glanced in the direction where Hiri and the others were, pursed his lips, and a tinge of red gradually crept up his ears.

Gan Meiya nodded apologetically at Hiroo Sato, and walked towards the two teenagers at a faster pace, stepping on the ground with her slender high-heeled shoes, making a "crack, cluck" sound.

The three of them walked through the dense cherry blossom forest, the mottled tree shadows swayed gently with the pace of the wind, Gan Meiya stroked the somewhat messy hair between her temples, turned her head to look at the two teenagers walking beside her, and raised her head slightly. The corner of his mouth curled up: "Thank you just now."

"Miya-sensei, are you dating Sato-sensei?" Akutagawa said in amazement.

"...cough cough..." Gan Meiya accidentally choked on her own saliva. After a long time, she regained her strength and asked, "Why would Cilang think so?"

"That's right!" Akutagawa said happily.

"..." Gan Meiya was stunned again. Her question and Akutagawa's answer seemed to be on two diametrically opposite parallel lines. How the circuit grows.

"That's great. If Meiya-sensei and Sato-sensei date, what will happen to the supervisor?" Akutagawa's brows frowned into a Sichuan shape, and he was very distressed about this problem.

Gan Meiya was startled, and looked at Akutagawa in surprise. Could it be that this seemingly innocent but black-bellied little sheep knew something?

"Hey, Teacher Meiya, we'll help you out, can you take us to eat delicious food?" Xiang Ri's question was relatively simple.

As soon as Xiang Ri's words fell, Gan Meiya felt two eyes that were comparable to a hundred-watt light bulb shining from her side. She turned her head and looked at the two expectant teenagers with a smile, and the corner of her mouth slightly raised: "Sorry!" , it’s really not possible this time.”

The boys' faces suddenly stretched three points longer than the horse's face.

Saying goodbye to the two teenagers, Gan Meiya got on a bus, which passed a station called Qingchuntai, and her destination was the middle school of Qingchun Academy near Qingchuntai Station.

This is the first time she has come to this school. The first few times she attended the Gan Sadaharu parent meeting. It has been two years since she first came to this school. It can't be in the simple gate, compared with the gate of Hyotei, it is like a sky and an underground. In the words of Keigo Atobe, the current president of the Hyotei Student Union: It is too gorgeous.

After waiting at the school gate for a long time, I saw a boy with a hedgehog head coming out carrying a black ball bag. Although he didn't smell like sweat, his whole body was shrouded in a cloud, like a frosted eggplant. Baji, seeing Gan Meiya, the boy weakly called his aunt.

Hearing this, Gan Meiya frowned slightly, stretched out her hand and forcibly lifted the boy's chin, and heard a few slight exclamations as expected, and from the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of a few looming figures at the corner of the guard room, the corner of her mouth raised With a beautiful arc, she withdrew her hand, grabbed the boy's wrist, and pulled him away from the school gate.

After a while, a few figures came out from the corner, and the red-haired boy with slightly curled hair flew over to the boy in the peaked cap, and sighed a long time: "That's great, meow. I thought Qian would be overwhelmed, but now that his girlfriend is here to comfort him, meow, then nothing bad will happen, so I don’t have to worry about meow.”

"That's right, Echizen doesn't have to worry at all, there's no need at all." The boy whose hair was smeared with hairspray like a sky cannon raised his hand and patted Echizen on the shoulder.

"Tch, it's obviously Senior Eiji and Senior Momo who are worried." Echizen, who was bearing the weight of a person, raised his hand and pressed down on the brim of his hat, and said, "The two seniors are still MadaMadaDane."

"Ah, little one, how can anyone say that about seniors?"

"Echizen you bastard."

"Damn girlfriend? I think I've seen it somewhere? Tell me, Tezuka." The flaxen-haired boy with crooked eyebrows and eyes turned to look at the tea-blonde boy who was standing beside him silently.

"Ah." Tezuka raised his hand and pushed the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, ignored his friends, pulled the tennis bag strap on his shoulder, and left.

The flaxen-haired boy watched his companion leave and smiled without saying a word.

"Nah, no two, no two, should we follow up and see." Kikumaru approached Fuji and invited with a smile.

"It seems very interesting, it's not bad to go and have a look." Fuji readily agreed.

Taocheng and Echizen's two juniors felt chills when they heard the words, "Senior Buer, you obviously went there with the mentality of watching the show and making fun of your seniors tomorrow."

Putting her nephew in the best place by the window, Gan Meiya cheerfully ran to the counter to order food, and when she came back with a full plate, Gan Zhenzhi looked at the big and small Ms, and suddenly felt the whole body He looked up and glanced at Gan Meiya who was happily sitting opposite, typed the manuscript several times in his stomach, and finally asked, "Auntie, are you sure you can finish eating?"

Gan Meiya twirled a French fries and put it in her mouth, she gave Gan Zhenzhi a white look, and answered clearly: "Isn't there still you?"

"I... don't like eating hamburgers very much." Qian Zhenzhi was dying.

"You just treat it as your opponent today, and then eliminate it."

"Actually, I... quite like today's opponent."

"Huh?" Gan Meiya paused slightly as she squeezed ketchup, and she raised her head, "When did your school's men's and women's tennis clubs merge?"

"……No."

"Then you don't like Xiao Er who is such a good childhood sweetheart, but you like others? Although Xiao Er is usually a bit weird, you haven't been normal a few times. You two just make up a pair."

"..." After a while, Gan Zhenzhi squeezed out a few words, "Auntie, I am male and I like female."

Far away in Kanagawa, the boy who was eating Brazilian barbecue with his friends suddenly felt itchy nose and couldn't help sneezing loudly. After he wiped his nose and raised his head, a familiar notebook Standing in front of him, there were dots of gray marks on the white paper, his face darkened, and he turned to look at the silver-haired boy holding his notebook: "King Ni?"

"Pfft, sneezing? Fortunately, I have sharp eyesight and quick hands, otherwise this plate of meat would be ruined." The silver-haired boy had a look of "thank me soon".

The young man snatched the notebook, met a few faces that seemed concerned but full of gossip, he pursed his lips, picked up the chopsticks at hand and wiped away the barbecue on the iron plate, sometimes, silent people It's relatively cheap.

The author has something to say: I went out to black skin on National Day, so from today to October [-]th, it will be updated at eleven o'clock every day

Happy National Day to everyone