The next day, Yang Han got up and ran morning exercises.
Liu Zuoye was at the back of the team. He was about the same height as the boys around him. He mingled in the group of girls, like an abrupt thorn.
It's hard for Yang Han not to notice her,
She tried hard to stop her attention from drifting to her, and passed the running exercise peacefully. Just as she was about to go back to the classroom, someone stopped her from behind.
Yang Hanli was standing upright, and he searched his entire brain but couldn't find any suitable action to deal with the shout.
Liu Zuoye patted her shoulder.
I won't fight, Yang Han thought.
Seeing her timid appearance, Liu Zuoye raised his eyebrows, and seemed to tick the corner of his mouth mockingly, and threw something into her hand.
Yang Han fixed his eyes and blinked.
"The meal card is lost," Liu Zuoye sneered and said, "No matter how rich the little princess is, the meal card can't be thrown away."
Yang Han felt wrong, and said reluctantly, "Thank you."
Liu Zuoye walked past her, and Yang Han's body talisman was removed.
She took a deep breath, looked at Liu Zuoye's back, and was slapped out by Xu Jia's slap on the back.
Xu Jia: "What are you doing stupidly?!"
Yang Han: "?"
Xu Jia's voice gradually faded away: "If you don't run, you won't be able to grab a good meal—"
Yang Han: "???"
The people around him were surging, and everyone's eyes showed a kind of extreme longing and yearning. It seemed that after being polished by the hunger that occupies the nerves, it gave off a faint green infiltration.
Like a hundred birds toward the phoenix, they frantically ran towards the cafeteria. Compared with the group of people who were slumped and slumped in the air just now, it seemed like a new life.
On that day, Yang Han finally remembered the horror of human beings being dominated by the school cafeteria's "law of going early".
What human suffering is this.
Yang Han thought to himself, holding the remaining white rice.
It turns out that the most brutal part of this school is not the classroom, but the canteen. She had never participated in such a large-scale and cruel competition since she was a child.
Why do human beings have a well-off society in an all-round way and still have a school cafeteria where there is a huge gap between the "rich and the poor"? Looking at Xu Jia's breakfast feast of soy milk fritters and eggs, Yang Han took a sip of white rice. An eight-hundred-word essay was compiled in his mind.
Xu Jia took a sip of soy milk gracefully, raised his orchid finger, and said, "Your Highness Princess, you need to know what kind of rules are there, the cafeteria after morning exercise is the place where the struggle is the most intense, it's not that this palace doesn't bring you Meals, but breakfast, 'don't bring more' and 'don't cut the queue' are secret dead rules, if you break the taboo, you will be embarrassed to death by the murderous eyes and words of future generations."
Yang Han: "…"
Xu Jia picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth a little, then pretended to say, "This time, this palace will teach you a lesson, eat a long time..."
Yang Han said, "You don't want to sign any more, do you?"
Xu Jia immediately changed his face: "... The eldest princess has a noble status, how can you be compared with Er? You see that I still have pickles and an egg, you will do it soon."
Just as Yang Han was about to say something to her, a soft smile came from beside him.
Yang Han turned his head and saw that it was Lu Yueming.
Lu Yueming thought it was funny and smiled politely: "Are you guys playing role-playing?"
Xu Jia pulled him in: "Xiaolu, come and greet the eldest princess."
"Yes," Lu Yueming shrugged with a smile, pointed to the empty seat beside Yang Han, and asked, "Can I sit here?"
Yang Han: "Oh, yes."
Xu Jia stopped smoking soy milk and quietly watched Lu Yueming sit down.
Yang Han took Xu Jia's pickles and eggs and chewed his boring rice.
Lu Yueming looked at her, pursed his lips, pushed his soup over, and said, "Won't it be very dry? You can drink some soup."
Yang Han had just heard Xu Jia's teaching and knew that this soup was hard-won, so he said, "No, no, no, it's not easy for you to call."
Lu Yueming smiled: "It's okay, I can't drink."
Yang Han immediately said: "Oh, that's fine."
Xu Jia: "…"
Lu Yueming tried hard to find a topic and said, "Is this your first stay?"
Yang Han: "Well."
Lu Yueming: "Still used to it?"
Yang Han poured some soup on the rice, left most of it for Lu Yueming, and said, "Well, I slept well."
Lu Yueming smiled.
Xu Jia sucked down the soy milk and looked at Lu Yueming's spring-like smile and Yang Han's eyes: "..."
How did she feel like she was lit.
Although Yang Han only has soup and rice in his eyes.
…
The day's plan is in the morning. Today's weather is very good. The sun is bathing on the faces of every flower of the motherland. The meaning of vigor overflows from this warm morning light.