Reborn lady my biggest

Chapter 45 Friendship on Basil Leaves

How long can the handwriting on a bookmark leaf be preserved?
Soon, even though the leaf was kept very securely, the person who read the manuscript carefully put it back. The pen and ink on it had been cracked, and the two grimaces could only be barely recognized.

The title page of the letter was torn off, and Su Zi never knew who the two ghost faces and the owner of the letter were.Compared with the letters that Su Zi had read before, the handwriting of this letter was very scribbled, and the style didn't look right. It could be seen that it was written by a female student with an informal personality.As for the contents of the manuscript, it is even more unusual.

"Basil leaf?" Su Zi once sniffed the leaf, with a familiar vanilla smell, the familiar smell that is often eaten in pasta.The following description confirmed her thoughts.This Anonymous Notebook is very unprofessional. It does not record daily chores, nor does it record campus regulations. The rose letter, I'm afraid it was carried out.

All are recipes, and each recipe is written in Chinese Z and another language.Kelly Girls' School is really good at foreign languages. Su Zi once thought that even such a seemingly carefree female student knows how to record recipes in foreign languages.From pasta to pastry, Anonymous copied everything. Obviously, she also tried it, because after each page of the recipe, there will be another comment, for example, it is first-class, burnt, pig food, diabetic It's not advisable to wait, looking at the handwriting, it is not written by the owner of the letter, it should be written by another smiling face on the basil leaf.

When I turned to the last page, there was only one sentence: "Bless me, I must pass the Italian test. I have translated a whole book of Italian recipes, and I am cooking them as I go, so that we don't want to eat any more in a short time." Italian food." When closing the book, Su Zi couldn't help laughing out loud, it turned out that Anonymous's Rose Notebook was a product of last resort, so it's possible that at that time, Kelly Women's School required mastering Italian, this Notebook The owner of the restaurant is so funny that he even thought of using recipes to learn Italian.

A string in my heart was plucked. This is the information Perot said, and Wen Maixue's endless sentence that day. "This is the only thing I like," said Wen Maixue, who liked French poetry.Only five-year-old Wen Maixue has the perseverance to learn a boring language, unless she really likes it.Just like this cookbook in Italian, what did she, Su Zi, like?The Champs Elysees in France, a piece of dazzling costume jewelry, if it is those, can she remember all of them.

"Thank you so much," Su Zi Zeng took a sip of the "Rose Letter" as if he had found a savior, then pushed the letter on the bookshelf, and hurriedly ran to the dormitory. When returning to the bookshelf, the pages of the book were loosened, and the basil leaf floated out again. When it fell, it turned around, and the two smiling faces kissed the ground. On the main stem on the back of the leaf was a line of scribbled signatures that were ignored: Ye Tina , Qiao Chu.

The door of the dormitory was knocked open with a "bang", Yan Wuxu who was changing clothes let out a scream, Su Zizeng said: "I'm sorry," and smoked all the trendy magazines brought back from abroad on the table. He got out, picked up a few more blank notebooks, and ran out like a whirlwind.Before and after, he didn't pay attention to Yan Wuxu who was about to go out on a date.

When Mr. Green walked into the classroom again, he saw that Su Zizeng was alone, and just wanted to ask her to repeat the homework he learned in the morning, but Su Zizeng opened the magazine with a look of hope on his face, "Mr. Green, Can you translate an article for me?"

Helping others is the foundation of happiness. This is a new sentence Mr. Green, who doesn't speak very well in country Z, recently learned, so he immediately put it into practice and translated it.

Article after article, Mr. Green, after flipping through more than 100 pages of the color magazine, cursed in his heart: "Helping others is the foundation of happiness." In a short afternoon, he read an article, and Su Zi once After asking him to explain one and three articles, Teacher Green was already sweating profusely, but Su Zizeng became more and more energetic. It turned out that her brain can also be so good.

The first article about Paris Fashion Week was more than 500 words, and she actually memorized it in a bumpy way.The second newsletter describing the death of the fashion master Roland has already entered her mind, and she shed tears because of the clothes designed by the deceased purple-eyed old man she likes the most. The third one is a Profiles of supermodels.

All remembered, in order to commend Xia for discovering this creative learning method, she decided to reward her stomach well. Since noon, she has not eaten enough rice, so she went to Daoquan University.

In the dormitory, there was still no sign of Wuxu. She had contacted Hang Yishao in advance, but no one responded. Su Zi had decided to try his luck at Daoquan University. Even if he couldn't meet Hang Yishao, he could give Qiu Zhi that guy a surprise.

Daoquan University is over, and the last class of the afternoon has also ended. Compared with Kelly Women's School, the momentum of Daoquan University's dismissal of get out of class is much larger, and there are people everywhere.

Su Zizeng first went to the restaurant in District B where Hang Yishao and others often go, but she didn't see the faces she was looking forward to. There was a small episode in the middle, that is, she met an acquaintance who "had a chance".

"Student!" After Su Zi had searched in the private room of the restaurant, when he was about to exit, he was blocked by someone.

The one who blocked her way was the boy with pimples that he had met more than two months ago. He stood with a group of junior boys and was waiting in line to buy a meal. Then he saw the beautiful woman whom he had been yearning for day and night. This time, he was more courageous, so he stepped forward to strike up a conversation.

Su Zi didn't remember his face very much, but he still remembered the oily pimple on his nose. It had been more than two months since he had seen it. Like his guts, the pimple showed signs of growth.

"What a coincidence." After the start of school, the pimple boy was hard to find among the freshmen for a while, and he didn't see Su Zizeng again. He thought she hadn't been admitted, but bumped into her again today. After a burst of panic, he hurriedly asked: "My name is Wang Ziqian, a junior majoring in information management, what's your name?"

There were a lot of students buying meals. Su Zi was blocked in his way, and it was hard to refuse. After thinking about it, he smiled and said: "My name is Chang Chi, and I am in charge of the first class. My pager number is **** ***, please contact me when you have time."

Wang Ziqian was a little flattered, asked the name, and even had the contact information, hurriedly wrote down the number, Su Zi saw the opportunity, and then ran away, secretly happy in his heart, can't wait to see Chang Chi's expression in the future .

There was no one in the restaurant in area B. Su Zi once dialed Qiu Zhi's pager again, but there was no response. Don't even think about it. The fat man must have gone to Sichuan Food Temptation in area D. Qiu Zhi likes spicy food very much. , Su Zi once walked to the restaurant in District D with some regrets. Hang Yishao can't eat spicy food the most, so he won't be able to meet him today.

(End of this chapter)