Chapter 107:

Chapter 107:

      Incessantly.

    No matter whether Bian Yingning is at home or at work, there are the same number of people who come to visit her.

    In addition, the second round of culinary exchange competition with exchange students is about to start, she has more reasons and excuses not to go to the company.

    After listening to the teacher's announcement of the theme of the second round, Bian Yingning and Zhang Zhizhi went out and analyzed the meaning.

    Zhang Zhizhi, who was beside her, couldn't help but ask: "Is it true?"

    "What's the truth? It's just a cooking competition. Is it so profound?"

    Bian Yingning thinks the same, a culinary exchange competition uses the word "virtual and real" as the theme.

    "It's not going to let us make a kind of thing that you think you can't eat but can actually eat, and what you think you can eat can't actually be eaten, right?"

    After Zhang Zhizhi finished speaking, she and Bian Ying stared at each other.

    Both of them felt that they might have gotten something.

    This is not without reason.

    The real and the fake.

    In the first round of the competition, Bian Yingning entered first place, two points more than Meng Weixin, and Zhang Zhizhi was third.

    Then the three of them will start a "fight" with their partner.

    In a sense, Bian Yingning and Zhang Zhizhi are still rivals, but neither of them are aware of it.

    "It's not difficult, for example, to make a beautiful potted plant, use chocolate for the potted plant, use chocolate beans for the stone on the top, and add some bread or something to fill it, doesn't it fit the theme? "

    Bian Yingning listened and nodded in agreement. Zhang Zhizhi also felt that her ideas were very useful, and she was full of self-confidence.

    When Zhang Zhizhi finished speaking and looked expectantly at Bian Yingning, Bian Yingning asked, "Is it delicious?"

    Zhang Zhizhi, whose soul was beaten: "…"

    Good question.

    There are so many judges, everyone has different tastes, some people like sweet and some people like salty.

    Like two words, enough to affect their grades.

    Like…

    "I think you like me, right?"

    Thinking of these two words, Bian Yingning couldn't help but think of this sentence again.

    When she blushed and danced her claws, she looked like a crayfish.

    She is like this, how can she have the heart to eat crayfish in the future.

    Thinking about this, Bian Yingning felt inexplicably melancholy.

    Crayfish are so cute, how can you not eat crayfish.

    She felt that she must have been frightened by Shang Qinghui's words, otherwise she would appear in front of her eyes just by thinking about her.

    Shang Qingfen, who was dragged by Mark to look for Bian Yingning, watched Bian Yingning walking out from the teaching building of the Culinary Institute and a woman intimately, and glanced at herself coldly, Then he looked away indifferently.

    As if I was just...a wild grass that can be seen everywhere by the roadside?

    Shang Qingfen: "???"

    She ignored herself?

    She confirmed that she saw herself, her eyes were on the same line, it was impossible not to look at her.

    But she didn't respond?

    The night of the dinner, Shang Qinghui felt that Wang Yu had something to say, and sometimes not answering was actually an alternative answer.

    If Bian Yingning really felt like she was drinking too much, why did she hesitate to speak for so long.

    What was she thinking during the time when she was distracted.

    In short, no matter what Bian Yingning says, there is a ghost in her heart.

    But, this is not the reason why she can ignore herself?

    So I deliberately pretended not to see myself, afraid that my identity as a sea king would be exposed in front of that woman?

    She also had a bit of an impression of the woman beside Bian Yingning. At that time, on the cultural corridor of the International College, the two of them were sticky to buy bread there.

    "Bian!"

    Shang Qingan was still going through all the possibilities, when Mark beside him suddenly shouted at Bian Yingning's back, which startled Shang Qingan.

    This point is the end of get out of class time, and the students who are not in class will go out from the college building. There were also many people, including Bian Yingning and Zhang Zhizhi, while Shang Qingfen and Mark stood by the roadside.

    Mark shouted, and many people looked at them.

    Shang Qingfen: "…"

    If it weren't for the fact that she had nothing to do and wanted to make Bian Yingning's life more difficult, she would not take the initiative to talk about what to do as an exchange student translation, and she would not be in charge of Mark.

    Translation students like them are not only responsible for the translation work of the competition, but if the exchange students need it during school, they have to help as much as possible.

    No, as soon as the theme of the second round came out, Mark asked Shang Qinghui to bring him to Bian Yingning, saying that it was to discuss the competition.

    Shang Qinghui asks herself that she is a responsible person... Well, she does not deny that she may have hidden some thoughts, anyway, she did not refuse or push others, but agreed to Mark .

    Bian Yingning felt that she heard Mark calling her voice, she turned her head and looked for—

    I was surprised to find that she was not hysterical, the person she just saw was really Shang Qingfen.

    She just thought it was a hallucination, but she walked past her without stopping...

    Shang Qingfen stared straight at her as if she wanted to eat her eyes

    Bian Yingning: "…"

    "Bonjour (a word to say hello), Bian!" Mark hurried over: "I told Shang to take me to find you, and she really took me to find you, no need to use a mobile phone Getting in touch is awesome."

    Mark spoke quickly in French, and when he was done, he gave Shang Qingfen a thumbs up.

    Bian Yingning looked at Shang Qingan, who looked at Zhang Zhizhi.

    Zhang Zhizhi looked left and right, and hugged herself tightly.

    So helpless.

    She didn't know how she got into the eyes of the famous Shang Xiaobawang.

    "He, is he talking about me?" Zhang Zhizhi asked hesitantly.

    Otherwise Shang Qinghui would see what she was doing.

    Shang Qingfen looked away from Zhang Zhizhi and landed on Bian Yingning, saying in a lazy tone, "He has something to do with you."

    Bian Yingning nodded, guessing that Mark should be here for the second round, and said to Zhang Zhizhi, "You go first."

    Zhang Zhizhi, who was in the fog, nodded. The final exam week was approaching, and Bian Yingning didn't want to go home to the company. The two originally agreed to go to the library to review after class.

    She recognized Mark, knew they were supposed to discuss the game, and didn't say anything.

    "Huh."

    However, as soon as Bian Yingning finished saying this to Zhang Zhizhi, Shang Qingan next to him let out a sneer.

    The three looked at her together, Shang Qinghui asked Bian Yingning as if watching a good show: "Why, don't you introduce me first?"

    After the conjecture just now, and the fact that Bian Yingning let Zhang Zhizhi go as soon as she saw him, Shang Qinghui confirmed her guess even more.

    Bian Yingning, be a thief!

    Otherwise, why would she let Zhang Zhizhi go as soon as she saw herself? Isn't this because she is afraid of her deeds of the Sea King being exposed.

    Thanks to her righteous words that night saying she was not a sea king, she even believed it.

    Bian Yingning felt something was wrong, so he looked at Zhang Zhizhi and Shang Qingfen.

    And her hesitant look made Shang Qing angrily furious.

    Although she herself does not know where the fire came from.

    "It's just an introduction. It's not difficult, right? Or, do you have a ghost in your heart?" Shang Qingfen asked in a tone of voice, anyone could tell that she was in a bad mood now.

    "Anything?" Zhang Zhizhi was so confused, she didn't understand why she was on the cusp of the storm.

    Seeing Zhang Zhizhi's inexplicable appearance, Shang Qingfen gritted her teeth: "Bian Yingning, how many girls have you tricked!"

    Bian Yingning, who has only said one sentence since the beginning: "…"

    She also wanted to know how many girls she had tricked.

    Mark, who originally just wanted to prepare for the game, suddenly entered the three-person field of love-hate entanglement. He immediately stopped worrying about his own affairs, and watched the play with interest.

    He discovered something was wrong between Shang Qingfen and Bian Yingning.

    Now the three of them are getting together, I'm afraid it's not going to fight, so which one is better for him to pull first?

    Let's take Shang Qingfen, after all, Shang Qingfen was called by him.

    "This is my classmate and friend, Zhang Zhizhi; this is..."

    Bian Yingning introduced timidly, when it was Shang Qingfen's turn, she paused and suddenly didn't know what words to use.

    What is the relationship between her and Shang Qingfen?

    It doesn't seem to matter at the moment.

    But you can't say "This is my alumni and junior, Shang Qinghui".

    "Ah, I know, you are Miss Shang, and I have long admired your name." Fortunately, Bian Yingning struggled for too long, Zhang Zhizhi took the initiative to greet the enthusiastic monk Qingfen.

    The anger on Shang Qingfen's face froze, and she looked at Zhang Zhizhi suspiciously.

    No, if she really had an affair with Bian Yingning, she would not be angry if Bian Yingning introduced her like this?

    Bian Ying took a deep breath: "As for how many girls you asked me to coax, I may also need you to introduce me to what this sentence means."

    She also emphasized the words "coax" and "introduce".

    Shang Qingfen: "…"

    Zhang Zhizhi smiled: "Miss Shang may have misunderstood, Bian Yingning and I are innocent, we are just friends, there is no secret relationship, and I have not been coaxed by her, you must not be angry Jealous."

    Shang Qingfen: "…"

    Someone's phone rings in the distance—

    "Goodbye Mommy tonight, I'm going on a voyage"

    …

    In a coffee shop on campus with few expensive people, Bian Yingning and Mark are still discussing how to make dishes that fit the theme and stand out and get high scores under the theme of "virtual and real".

    Shang Qingfen was holding a cup of coffee beside her, like an emotionless translation machine.

     Her eyes were dull, and she obviously hadn't recovered from the embarrassment just now.

    My mind is full of Zhang Zhizhi's words, don't be jealous.

    What is jealous and angry, and she is not afraid of tearing her mouth when she speaks nonsense.

    But... did she really misunderstand Bian Yingning?

    "The ghost is jealous and angry!" Thinking about Shang Qinghui, she couldn't help but whisper.

    Mark was expressing his opinion fiercely. He was sitting a little far away from Shang Qingan and didn't hear what Shang Qingan said.

    Bian Yingning looked sideways at her.

    There are many doll decorations in the store, some of which are new for sale. Shang Qingfen took one and held it in his arms at this time.

    She leaned forward slightly and pressed the doll between her chest and the table, the white and fat wise seagull doll was squeezed out of shape by her.

    The doll has drooping eyebrows and a sad look.

    Shang Qingfen held coffee in both hands to warm her hands, her face was on top of the mellow coffee, and her eyebrows were lowered.

    One person and one doll complement each other.

    Mark was talking and found that no one cared about him.

    Shang Qingfen was looking at Xu Xu in a daze, while Bian Yingning was looking at Shang Qinghui in a daze.

    Mark, who has been deeply influenced since childhood, is full of romantic cells: "…"

    Why don't he leave, he feels that he is brighter than the chandelier above his head.

    When Shang Qingfen came back to his senses, he suddenly realized that the surroundings were too quiet.

    She looked up, Bian Yingning was stirring her coffee and didn't know what she was thinking.

    Mark, who looked left and right at the scenery, noticed her and looked over.

    Shang Qing aniseed root: "Sorry, lost my mind, where did you say?"

    Mark can listen to a little Chinese. More often, Shang Qinghui just needs to translate Mark's words for Bian Yingning.

    Unless Bian Yingning said more esoteric words that Mark doesn't understand, she needs to explain to Mark.

    "It's almost said, let's see what ingredients are available on the day of the competition." This is what Bian Yingning said.

    "I'm sorry, my teacher suddenly has something to ask me, I have to go first." Mark looked at the phone and stood up and said.

    The acting is a bit clumsy.

    Bian Yingning nodded: "If you have anything, you can contact me on WeChat."

    WeChat has its own translation function, so you are not afraid of communication barriers.

    Mark said that he knew it, and he wanted to pay the bill after saying hello to the two.

    But she was stopped by Bian Yingning, she took out her mobile phone to scan the code to pay, and even paid for Shang Qingan's doll.

    Shang Qingfen pinched the face of the doll's head and just finished pinching it with one hand. Seeing Bian Yingning paying for herself, she couldn't help but said, "I'll pay for it."

    Mark's expression of knowledge and excitement: "Is this the famous scene where Chinese people pay bills?!"

    “…”

    In the end, the money was paid by Bian Yingning. She was faster, and Mark only had cash.

    Shang Qingan couldn't sit still as soon as Mark left.

    She took a sip of coffee and put down the cup and was ready to leave, but Bian Yingning said at the right time: "You have nothing to say?"

    Shang Qingfen pinched the doll: "It does."

    She opened WeChat and stared at Bian Yingning: "Take out the payment code."

    Shang Qingfen glared at her.

    "Are you mocking me?"

    "How can you say that you are sarcastic? Look, I paid for Mark's coffee, and I didn't pay you. Others thought I had an opinion on you."

    Bian Ying said slowly and deliberately, the mobile phone that had just been paid was still on and placed on the table.

    This must be ironic!

    Shang Qing fennel molars.

      .

    "I never ask anyone to pay for my shopping."

    Shang Qingfen didn't care what she thought, grabbed the mobile phone on her desk to open the payment code, and held the mobile phone in the other hand to scan it.

    Bian Yingning didn't follow her, but raised her legs and smiled: "This is how you take my WeChat?"

    Because she said this, she just clicked on Shang Qingfen in the column of adding friends: "…"

    Shang Qinghui hurriedly pressed back for fear that Bian Yingning had realised her intentions.

    Bian Yingning glanced at it. Although she couldn't see the screen, she could see the movements of Shang Qingan's hand on the screen.

    Shang Qingfen was afraid that she would suddenly come over and see her every move, so she also stared at her with distracted vigilance.

    So not only her "pampered" words, but also the inexplicable smile on the corner of her mouth could not be let down by her.

    "What nonsense are you talking about!" Shang Qingfen flushed with anger.

    "Nothing." Bian Yingning is kind.

    But it was because of her refusal to argue with her that Shang Qinghui felt insulted.

    How come in her mouth, she has become the kind of person who likes her too much to get her WeChat?

    And she still thinks she likes her narcissist too?

    These one or two words made Shang Qing's face turn black.

    As soon as I opened Bian Yingning's payment code, I didn't notice the word "nasty ghost" next to the real name brackets, glanced at the avatar above, and transferred 500 yuan to Bian Yingning. .

    Put her phone back on the desktop, and she said with a small face, "Tips, no thanks."

    More than 30 cups of coffee, more than 50 dolls, add up to less than 100 yuan, how is Bian Yingning earning.

    Bian Yingning picked up her mobile phone and glanced at it: "It's still twenty."

    The arrogance on Shang Qingfen's face was restrained: "Where are there twenty?"

    "You don't want to transfer me 520?"

    Shang Qingfen's fist is hard.

    "Forget it, I know what you mean." Bian Yingning said to Shang Qinghui with a light smile.

    Shang Qingfen didn't come up in one breath and was almost annoyed: "Can you stop being so narcissistic? What 520, I just think five hundred is a whole number!"

    "If it's the whole thing, why don't you give it a thousand?"

    "I'm not taking advantage of me!" Shang Qinghui wanted to jump.

    "What are you doing?!" Shang Qinghui punched the doll in his arms.

    Bian Yingning looked at her behavior, and after three seconds of silence, she suddenly said, "Is this just anger?"

    Shang Qinghui understood that it was a mistake for her to accompany Mark to find Bian Yingning.

    "Nervous disease." Shang Qinghui said and got up to leave.

    Bian Yingning suddenly raised her hand and grabbed her arm.

    Shang Qingan, who was being held down, looked back at Bian Yingning, who was still sitting on the azure blue single sofa.

    Behind her is the desolate campus scenery in winter.

    She has delicate eyebrows and eyes, and her long hair is over her shoulders. Because of her movements, some ends of her hair slip off her shoulders.