Teacher Zhao said something again, and everyone started walking around here again and began to eat.

Wang Qingming took the other insulator he had prepared in front of Teacher Zhao.

"Cook a small stove for the teacher alone?"

There was a slight smile on Teacher Zhao's face.

"Teacher, your stomach is not good, just drink some porridge."

Wang Qingming unscrewed the lid of the thermos and handed the spoon to Teacher Zhao.

"Ok!"

Teacher Zhao was very happy and took a bite with a spoon.

Sure enough, the entrance is fragrant and smooth, and there is also a delicious smell.

"This is...seafood porridge?"

Teacher Zhao was a little uncertain. From the outside, it was a bowl of porridge, but when it was eaten, the taste in it was full of umami.

It makes people feel like they are in the ocean, and they instantly turn into a small fish, just wandering in the ocean like this. (The author, Jun Shiji's Spirit, has seen more! Haha!)

"Yes!"

Wang Qingming nodded.

"Oh, it must be difficult to make this. The dishes are not so fishy, ​​but still so delicious. It's really not easy."

Teacher Zhao couldn't stop eating. At the same time she was eating, her eyes were already narrowed.

"not bad!"

Wang Qingming looked at the expression on Teacher Zhao's enjoyment, and he was also very satisfied.

As a cook, I must hope that the dishes I cook are very much liked by others. Now Teacher Zhao's expression has greatly satisfied her.

Wang Qingming has always been very grateful to Teacher Zhao, and will leave soon.

After that, I don’t know when I can go to meet.

Wang Qingming has always been by her side, talking to her.

The party finally came to an end.

After saying goodbye, everyone left the school one by one.

Wang Qingming held the lunch box in his hand and walked on the road. The expression on his face was also very happy. I don't know why, but he was in a very good mood.

After all, this step has been reached, and the tasks that follow will become easier and easier.

For Wang Qingming, life on campus is indeed the easiest.

Wang Qingming was walking, suddenly he felt someone following behind him, listening to the voice, he didn't seem to be alone.

Without looking back, Wang Qingming knew who was following her.

She didn't slow down, she still walked like that, and then suddenly she started to get anxious.

After a while, she was surrounded by people around her.

"Wang Qingming, talk to us!?"

Li Jiao looked at her with a strong hatred in her eyes.

Beating her two years ago caused the matter to come to an end, and then there has been no chance until now.

However, her family did not allow her to do anything so recklessly, but none of her strategies succeeded.

So now, Li Jiao has no choice but to give-Wan Qingming a beating. Anyway, it's okay if people don't hurt.

If you don't hit her, it really is... I'm going to suffocate myself to death.

Now that I have reached this point, I always want to let out a sigh of relief.

Wang Qingming didn't say anything, and followed them to the side of the alley.

In the end, the place she walked to was the same place she had crossed over.

After stopping, Wang Qingming glanced around in silence, Nima, who was beside the garbage dump again, dare these people go further.