Sweet Green Plum Cultivation Program

Chapter 91 Gathering ([-])

At the beginning of December, a heavy snow came quietly.The snow was so thick that it broke the branches and fell down.It was not yet full light, and the flying snowflakes under the street lamps looked like flying catkins in spring, rampaging in mid-air.The corridor was full of teenagers sent down to sweep the snow, playing snowball fights while sweeping the snow.

After sweeping for a while, it was just dawn, and all the teenagers tried to save trouble, and directly threw the snow shovel and shovel aside, and removed the snow by rolling snowballs.In the end, the snowball rolled too big, and it was very difficult for everyone to push it together, so they had to stop and push the giant snowball to the side of the corridor to prevent it from blocking the way.

Bai Luofan took the opportunity to build a snowman, Zhou Luo came down to look at it during recess, he pointed to the snowman and asked her if it looked good.

Zhou Luo's expression was a bit complicated, and he couldn't bear to hit him, so he could only say, "It's just... very abstract master style."

The content of History Compulsory III was about art. At that time, the questions on the history test paper were always the one with four pictures, and then asked which one was which style.Zhou Luo was not good at this kind of questions, and she was always confused, but when she saw "Abstract School" written on the title, she felt very kind.

Which one can't understand, that's it.

Bai Luofan: "..."

Bai Luofan looked at her with a half-smile, gnashing his teeth: "Okay, Master originally planned to give you this year's birthday present in advance, but now Master has to spend time re-studying the snowman, so the birthday present will be waived." Alright."

He turned his head and left angrily, Zhou Luo saw that she had made him angry, so he hurriedly chased after her with a smile.

"I'm just kidding, I've never seen such a beautiful snowman in my life!"

Bai Luofan snorted coldly: "Hypocrisy!"

"Really, I just don't have a camera right now. If I had one, I would definitely take [-] photos with this cute snowman!"

Bai Luofan: "Perfunctory!"

Seeing that it was useless to praise the Snowman, Zhou Luo decided to change his strategy.

"Oh, don't be angry, Nuwa has taken so much trouble when pinching you, and she didn't allow her to sleep for a while, and didn't give you full skills." Zhou Luo was very stupid, "We are all so handsome, what do we care about?" Snowman."

Someone didn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Zhou Luo hit the nail on the head: "Don't be angry, then—"

She spread her palms.

With a smile in his eyes, the young man touched the pocket of his coat and said, "For your perfunctory sake -"

He took out a small box and continued: "I have a lot of adults, so I forgive you."

Zhou Luo took the box and asked, "Can I watch it now?"

"Look, I've given it to you, can I not let you see it?"

The box is clamshell, it looks like a jewelry box with a brand logo printed on it.She opened the lid, and there was a silver bracelet in the box, with a small jade bead every half a centimeter, a small round silver medal hanging in the middle, and a heart-shaped pendant hanging on the knot.

"Is the pattern on this an ocean wave?"

Bai Luofan hummed.

Zhou Luo took out the chain and compared it on his wrist, "Why did you send this?"

Bai Luofan said: "I think it looks good and suits you, so I bought it."

Zhou Luo nodded, fastened the knot, raised his wrist and waved it in front of his eyes, and asked with a smile, "Does it look good?"

Her wrist was very slender, and the sleeves were rolled up by her, only a few centimeters were exposed, and the silver bracelet shone even more on her skin.

"It's pretty." He stretched out his hand and pulled off her rolled-up sleeves, "Your birthday will be in a few days, and it's just a holiday, how do you plan to spend it?"

Zhou Luo thought about it for a while but still didn't come up with a reason, so he just said to tell him when he thought about it.

December is a month that everyone is looking forward to, because the third year of senior high school has to pass the exam, and the first and second year of senior high school have to vacate the exam room for them, and there will be an extra three days of vacation.

Zhou Luo's birthday this year coincided with the long holiday. On the day of the holiday, Meng Xiangting and Lin Jingjing also asked her the same question.After all, it was Zhou Luo's birthday, and the two mainly wanted to hear Xiao Shouxing's own opinion.

Zhou Luo had an idea, "Why don't you go to my house? My parents should not be at home that day. An Mu and Bai Luofan are both very close. Tingting called Lin Ting over too. Let's order takeaway or cook hot pot ? Then we can watch movies together, I have a projector at home."

"Okay, okay, let's cook hot pot! I like eating hot pot with a group of people the most!" Lin Jingjing's eyes lit up when she mentioned food.

Zhou Luo told Bai Luofan and the others about the plan.

In the evening, everyone set up the exam room, walked out of the school together, went to the supermarket together to do some shopping, and then rushed to Zhou's house with big bags.

Zhou Luo was familiar with cooking, so she volunteered to lead the meal.Meng Xiangting and Lin Jingjing were washing vegetables, and the boys were studying how to extend the power strip to heat the pot.

"Luoluo, how do you cut this meat?" Meng Xiangting held a piece of meat.

Zhou Luo took it over and sliced ​​the meat into pieces with a kitchen knife.

Lin Jingjing said in amazement: "Wow, Luoluo, you are so good. Isn't your cooking delicious?"

"I'll cook it for you another day." Zhou Luo replied while cutting.

"Really!" Lin Jingjing adored Zhou Luo, "Luoluo, if I were a boy, I would definitely marry you! You are too virtuous, woo woo woo..."

Zhou Luo hugged her with one hand and said, "Okay, I'll have to wait for you in my next life."

An Mu dug out the hot pot seasoning he bought from the supermarket just now from his bag, and asked, "Can everyone eat spicy food?"

Lin Ting: "Yes."

Meng Xiangting looked at him quickly, and stopped her: "No, you can't eat it. Your wound just happened not too long ago, and it's easy to relapse if you eat spicy food."

"Okay, okay, I don't eat spicy food." Lin Ting said helplessly.

"How about the tomato?" An Mu said.

Lin Jingjing said weakly: "But I like spicy food."

Hiss...it's hard to say.

"Cook two pots!" Zhou Luo said.

"Cooking two will trip the trip. I have a mandarin duck pot at home." Bai Luofan put down the power strip in his hand, "You guys prepare first, I'll get it."

Bai Luofan went away for a while, and came back with a bunch of ingredients from his home besides the pot.

After researching for a while where is the most suitable place to eat, because the wires of the power strips are not that long, they finally settled on the coffee table in the living room. Everyone moved the coffee table a little away from the sofa and sat down around.

The ingredients were almost ready, and after a while, the coffee table was covered with bowls and plates filled with various cut ingredients, and a mandarin duck pot was placed in the middle, filled with water, Zhou Luo put the two kinds of base ingredients in, and pressed the button start key.

Everyone gathered in a circle, staring intently at the water in the pot.

Lin Jingjing's eyes almost went straight, "When will the water be opened?"

An Mu said, "A few minutes will be enough."

"Oh."

Zhou Luo leaned back against the sofa, waiting for the water to boil, and lazily checked Weibo.Xiao Zeyu's popularity remained undiminished, and most of the recommendations in the entertainment section were related to him, and a few of them were gossip about him and Yang Qian.

Xiao Zeyu has been busy filming recently, and there are almost no updates on Weibo, only a few advertisements.It's hard to tell whether this gossip has affected him or not.

The water finally boiled, and Lin Jingjing couldn't wait to lift the lid, and said to everyone: "The water is boiling, and the ingredients can be put in."

Holding the mobile phone, Zhou Luo still focused on the gossip, and glanced at the plate containing potato chips a little dullly.

At this time, a bony hand brought the plate of potatoes over, and put some in the tumbling boiling water.

(End of this chapter)