Wan Changsheng still brought the plate back to the table to eat steadily, not watching Beheye continue to look quiet and sweet with a large spoon behind the counter.

Originally, the other friends mustered up the courage to come over and continue the previous harmonious atmosphere, but immediately felt like they were sitting on pins and needles. Not only was the entire canteen staff looking here, but also the quiet expression of Becherna, which gave a kind of tranquility before the outbreak that was about to come.

It seemed that she was still standing there, and her expression was still as sweet as before.

But it seems that there is a little more indifference. Yes, it should be the sense of distance in my eyes.

It seemed that everything in this time had nothing to do with her, as if she had experienced tribulations in this world. She walked in a cold way and passed in a blink of an eye.

No one dares to go to her to cook food!

So someone couldn't help but touch Wan Changsheng quietly: "Boss, Boss, no, no..."

Wan Changsheng looked up at the cooking girl standing behind the counter. He looked calm and stubborn, but he looked even bigger.

In front of everyone, I could only get up after digging a few more bites of rice. I was about to take the plate back to pick up the picking table, but because in the other direction, my friends quickly pressed and held down: "Go and go, let's help you!"

It feels like it’s a big mistake to make such a beautiful girl angry.

It’s like a girl said, OK, when I’m not angry, I’m often on the verge of an outbreak.

With the artistic sensitivity, the straight male coefficient of the Academy of Fine Arts is still relatively low, and you can detect this level of danger of nuclear explosion.

Wan Changsheng had become accustomed to this world of looking at the face. He walked to the counter and looked at the girl in his eyes with calmness and said, "You... have you eaten?"

Beheye shook his head gently, and even showed a particularly healing smile: "I have to wait for you to eat before you can eat."

Wan Changsheng looked around under the huge cable-stayed tent that could accommodate two or three thousand people for dinner, and all his eyes were staring at this side, looking at him and running away in a panic.

But most of them are locked in their eyes. It looks so good, so they eat more food. They are worried about eating salty radish, which means that the feeling of watching the show is delicious.

It's not suitable to talk here: "Let's go out for a walk, I'll take you back to the restaurant for lunch."

Beheye still said yes lightly, put away the big spoon, took off the light blue headscarf, and hey, Wan Changsheng realized that she had cut her hair short.

Even the friends on the dining table couldn't help but cheer.

Beheye also showed a refreshing smile and waved goodbye to the surroundings. Many people in the kitchen responded quickly.

After her thick brown hair was cut short, she seemed to have done something else. Half of her short hair, which was close to her ears, was hanging half of her cheeks, while half of it pressed slanted behind her ears, revealing her slender neck.

With the three-dimensional nose bridge and the deep eye socket with the effect of eyeshadow, right, the eyeshadow is obviously much lighter than before.

Perhaps it is this change that makes the Arab girl who always looks mature and beautiful finally show a girlish spirit that matches her age.

This is how Wan Changsheng can draw a conclusion with an artistic perspective by just a glance.

It's really good-looking.

However, on the surface, he couldn't see it. He walked slowly out and after coming over in the morning, he devoted himself to teaching. Only then did he realize that the commercial area outside was extremely lively.

I think it’s right. During the Spring Festival holiday, there are already many tourists after two or three days on New Year’s Eve.

So the two of you walked out and were very likely to be watched. You looked at the chicken leg burger fast food across the street outside the school gate: "Can you eat that, can I buy you one?"

Becher looked up in surprise, nodded first and then said: "I'll ask them to send it here..."

Wan Changsheng had already waved his hand and left the school gate: "There is no such trouble. You should not rely on servants if you can do things yourself."

Seeing that Beheye wanted to come out, "Just wait there, you're not like a zoo when you come out."

Beheye must have thought about how to be like the zoo, and then suddenly smiled, washing away all the haze and cold smiles, even if it was only instantly restored to its original sweet appearance.

The security guard at the school gate hurriedly pretended not to stare at him.

It was almost two o'clock, and there were not many people eating. Wan Changsheng simply brought some food. Although there were no vehicles on the commercial street in the park, among the endless stream of tourists, he was still a bit like he was busy swimming across the river.

But I didn't expect how this kind of habitual considerate and gentleness felt in Becher's eyes.

That is a social structure that takes men as the most.

So after taking the warm fast food, she didn't rush to eat it: "This is the first time a man has brought me food."

Wan Changsheng was surprised by the record: "You order any takeaway, some people will deliver it to you. I know what you mean, so go to the office to sit there. It's not good to be watched by the onlookers."

Beheye returned to the look of following, but this time he looked down at the bag in his hand. He didn't know what he was thinking, but when he entered the door, he almost hit the glass.

Fortunately, Wan Changsheng reached out and helped him. Although it was a move that was about to release, Beheye still smiled sweetly again and said thank you.

I don’t know if she has acted deeply into the bones.

This is an acting skill that even Du Wen could have deceived him at the beginning.

Half of the employees in the office area have begun to arrive. Now the principal comes back with a "canteen employee" and pretends not to see it.

Who wouldn't be blinded by the bright light?

Of course, Wan Changsheng would not put up the curtains in the office and sat on the opposite sofa: "I was thinking that I should say thank you. You have promoted the subsequent signing of the art community and helped the Academy of Fine Arts to contact and communicate with the Academy of Arts. This is very important to our college. Thank you very much."

But from sitting on the sofa, Beheye changed a little more than three or four meters away.

I didn't have the sweetness, mature, cunning and generous way I asked for face-to-face conversations last time in the small yard, nor did I have the sweetness and indifference I had shown recently. The whole momentum shrank, and I sat on the sofa head as if I had taken off my protection, and I looked very weak.

The office space is really tall and the sofa is quite designed and wide, making the girl look much lighter.

The voice was also light: "I only have this value to you?"

Wan Changsheng choked and wanted to say that you raised your head so that you could tell whether this slightly frustrated tone was true or false: "Miss Beheye, we said that since you came to China and wanted to leave your original living environment, I am honored to help you realize your value. This is due to friends... If you treat me as a friend..."

Wan Changsheng felt that the conversations he had with Beheye had made his English proficiency improve by leaps and bounds. Now he can actually choose a variety of assumptions, negatives, questions and other tones to communicate.

Beheye was still weak: "But you know I treat you as my husband."

He also looked up and showed a tender expression.

That's good, it's much better to face it, but Wan Changsheng smiled relaxedly: "Okay, okay, don't act anymore. Life is like a play and you must often perform various roles, but you still have to understand what you are like. Let's talk openly and honestly, what do you think."

Beheye still adhered to the central idea of ​​the original script: "I heard that Chinese people also marry several wives. They are performed all day on TV, and your wife does not object to you marrying your wife again. You are already a successful man, so you can do this."

Wan Changsheng no longer wants to criticize the corrupt and degenerate feudal system: "If a man needs to use how many women he has to show his abilities, what is the difference between it and a beast?"

Beheye's well-founded debate: "But if you are excellent enough, you should have more wives to make the family bigger and influential. This is the law of survival! It is not because you have more wives to appear excellent."

Wan Changsheng finally got a little real when he saw the other party’s debater’s expression: “Real marriage and love are restraint, dedicated, and loyal to his spouse. Do you understand? Restraint. If a husband can marry many wives and indulge his own **, why should he ask his wife to be loyal to family and marriage? If he can’t explain this, he can only use absurd etiquette to restrain this. This is a privilege for men. Women deserve to be unilaterally suppressed. Do you think it is reasonable? Didn’t you seek to get rid of it because you don’t want to face this situation?”

The opposing debater had a different direction: "Is it because I am not beautiful enough, or do you don't care about my father's wealth?"

Wan Changsheng shook his head: "Everything comes from restraint. I am very dedicated to my wife. I appreciate your beauty very much, but only for appreciation. I even admire your mind that transcends beauty. If you can combine this beauty and intelligence well, and supplement your father's wealth... Well, you also said it is your father's wealth. Have you ever thought that one day, you can proudly say that this is your wealth?"

Beheye is not fooled, and a girl who is used to wealth will not be easily tempted by wealth: "I heard that you have a huge family, so if two families unite, there will definitely be better prospects in the future."

Wan Changsheng was ridiculous and terrified: "I don't deny that the family does have stronger survivability, but sorry, I try my best to avoid familyization, because countless examples prove that this is often the source of trouble. I am very restrained in ensuring that my family should not be expanded as much as possible."

Feeling that he was blocked by the left and right, the seventeen-year-old girl finally couldn't help but feel a little bit unable to control herself: "Restraint! What does your restraint mean?"

Wan Changsheng thought about it and chose the one that is most connected in the face of different cultures, nationalities and ethnicities. He pointed to the row of special parking spaces outside the principal's office. He happened to be driving an off-road vehicle worth more than 100,000 yuan. Next to it was Ferrari covered with a car jacket: "I can make money and can afford your car. Actually, I really want to drive such a good car, but I have to remind myself not to do it because I am addicted to such wonderful things and will lose my ambition. Can I understand the meaning of the saying "Don't do it?"
Chapter completed!