Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 72 Mumu's Small Step
"Is it tasty?"

Ouyang Yun couldn't help but come over and sniff the jar. The aroma of chili peppers made her a little greedy.

"Hoachi!"

Mu Qingyang was so spicy that he stuck out his tongue and couldn't speak clearly.

Jiang Yu picked up the breakfast she brought and said with a smile, "They are all steamed buns. Then lend us some chili peppers."

Mu Qingyang's expression changed. He ignored the severe pain on his tongue and snatched the jar from Ouyang Yun's hand. He said, "Tonic medicine."

Ouyang Yun sighed and said, "Mumu, you're as stingy as Zeng Wenjie!"

Mu Qingyang quickly locked the jar in his small cabinet and said, "I'll go buy you some Lao Gan Ma."

After saying this, she hurried out.

As soon as he went out, he turned back, picked up the steamed bun filled with stuffing that was not finished on the table and ran out.

She ate while walking, gasping for breath due to the spiciness, tears streaming down her face, but she still chewed stubbornly.

"This girl is possessed by a demon. A bottle of chili pepper is more precious to her than gold!"

"It's more than just being possessed by evil spirits. I think Zeng Wenjie cast some kind of witchcraft on her."

"Oh my god, this is outrageous, she must like the sexiest guy!"

The three people in the dormitory looked at each other, and then one by one, they gave a final verdict on Mu Qingyang's behavior.

Mu Qingyang bought two bottles of Lao Gan Ma and drank two bottles of yogurt on the way, which helped to relieve the spiciness.

"Mumu, you're from the south of the Yangtze River and you can't eat spicy food, so just don't eat it. We'll help you eat it." Ouyang Yun couldn't help teasing her when he saw her sweating profusely.

Mu Qingyang shook his head repeatedly and covered the keys in his pocket to prevent them from snatching them away.

Mu Qingyang, who can't eat spicy food very well, ate a lot of beef whistles brought by Zeng Wenjie today. He was crying because of the spiciness, but he still stubbornly finished the steamed buns and resolutely refused to share them with his three roommates.

"Don't bring us white flour buns next time. They are too disgusting. They are not tasty even with chili peppers in them!" Niu Fangfang couldn't help but complain.

"I brought you here and you picked on me." Ouyang Yun, the class monitor and the dormitory leader, rolled her eyes and sneered.

"Mumu seems to be enjoying the meal." Jiang Yu said with a smile.

Mu Qingyang nodded and said, "I'll try to bring you something different for breakfast next time."

Ouyang Yun put his hand on Mu Qingyang's shoulder and said, "You are spoiled by them! Next time I will accompany you to the cafeteria to bring breakfast."

Everyone has to wash and dress up when they get up in the morning, unlike Mu Qingyang, who can just wash his face and change his clothes before going out.

She is so talented that there is nothing we can do if others cannot learn from her.

On the other hand, the beef whistle that Zeng Wenjie brought was very popular. After Wang Bo and Xu Chuan finished their instant noodles, they each had a big spoonful.

Only Lin Zhenshan had a look of disgust on his face. For him, a pure Tiannan person, one spoonful was simply a lethal dose.

Fortunately, Zeng Wenjie acted like a good younger brother and brought tea eggs, pumpkin porridge and steamed dumplings to his elder brother. Then he enjoyed the long-lost visit of his campus father and received a pack of cigarettes and a bar of imported chocolate.

"Fourth brother, I downloaded a lot of learning materials from your computer!" Xu Chuan said.

"Go ahead." Zeng Wenjie glanced at him and felt that this would save him trouble.

Lin Zhenshan said, "Is your snack shop open yet? I'll take care of your business when the time comes."

Zeng Wenjie said, "Thank you, big brother. Let me light your cigarette! We'll be able to open this week."

Lin Zhenshan liked Zeng Wenjie's cleverness. He never flattered people awkwardly and his work made people feel particularly comfortable. Of course, he had to take better care of such a good brother.

On the other hand, Wang Bo and Xu Chuan, one felt that flattery would damage the image of a real man, while the other felt that it was too stiff to just repeat what others had said.

Zeng Wenjie just sat down in class and took out a notebook he carried with him to write something down.

A man sitting nearby said, "The whistle is delicious, but it's very spicy!"

Zeng Wenjie turned his head and was stunned for a moment. It was Mu Qingyang wearing a pair of black-framed glasses.

You know, Mu Qingyang has always been an extremely passive person, but today, she actually took the initiative to find a seat next to Zeng Wenjie! This scene not only surprised Zeng Wenjie, but also stunned Mu Qingyang's three roommates.

"As long as it tastes good, you'll get used to it after eating it a few times." Zeng Wenjie said, "Don't waste it!"

"I...I won't waste it. I'll eat it by myself." Mu Qingyang stuttered in his answer after being scolded by him.

Zeng Wenjie squinted his eyes and smiled, saying, "Are you going to sit here today?"

Mu Qingyang subconsciously wanted to get up.

"Then sit here!" She raised her butt and then dropped it back down, mustering up the courage to respond.

Zeng Wenjie was particularly satisfied with her performance today. All his efforts in guiding her during this period were not in vain.

"Oh, she is so heartless. She ignores anyone who talks to her. She only chats with Zeng Wenjie." Wang Bo held his chin and looked at Mu Qingyang's profile. He was obsessed with it for a while.

"Brother Bo, don't even think about it. You said Chu Qingbai was the most beautiful girl in our class, but Wenjie was the only one who discovered her pearl."

"Also, during military training, do you have the courage to confront the instructor head-on?"

"Even if you did, you wouldn't be able to do so many pull-ups!"

Xu Chuan patted Wang Bo's shoulder and comforted him.

Wang Bo rolled his eyes and said, "If you can't speak, just say less."

He finally understood why this guy also flattered Lin Zhenshan, but did not receive as much preferential treatment as Zeng Wenjie.

During class, Mu Qingyang was multitasking, watching Zeng Wenjie writing and drawing in his notebook while listening to the teacher's lecture.

Zeng Wenjie wrote down the types of snacks in his notebook. Mu Qingyang was more familiar with some of them. They were all in small packages that could be eaten in a few bites.

For example, "Little Cat Shrimp Crackers" are 50 cents a bag, and there is very little in it; and "Red Fire Dried Fish" are also 50 cents a bag, and there are probably only a few small fish in it; the other snacks are similar.

As soon as the first morning class was over and before we had time to change classrooms, our instructor Li Jiaqiang came with a newspaper in his hand and a smile on his face.

"I'd like to take up some of your time to announce a piece of good news about Zeng Wenjie," said Li Jiaqiang.

Everyone looked at Zeng Wenjie, and Mu Qingyang was sitting next to him. Being scanned by so many eyes at the same time, she subconsciously lowered her chin and pulled up the collar of her sweatshirt.

Li Jiaqiang unfolded the newspaper in his hand and pressed it directly onto the blackboard. He said, "Student Zeng Wenjie participated in our provincial Department of Culture and Tourism's city naming competition and named Fengzhou 'Shuangshuang Fengzhou'. The higher-ups adopted the name, and he received a 300,000 yuan prize from the department and was even interviewed and published in the provincial newspaper! Everyone applaud!"

At this time, the newspaper still had a considerable readership.

Mu Qingyang was the first to applaud, and his little mouth hidden in his clothes couldn't help but exclaimed: "How amazing."

Chu Qingbai murmured, "He's quite something. He took a 300,000 yuan bonus and dared to spend half of it as a transfer fee to do business..."

Cao Feng said disdainfully, "What a waste! You call that starting a business? That's just throwing money away!"

But most people are envious. After all, it’s three hundred thousand!

Zeng Wenjie had long expected that this matter would definitely be publicized by the principal, but he did not expect Li Jiaqiang to come to the class with a newspaper and publicize it.

It was also Zeng Wenjie's fault for being so good at talking. He praised the school leaders and his own counselor of Fengcheng College to high heaven, and even quoted a few sentences from the interview in the newspaper.

Li Jiaqiang gained fame and attention in the newspaper, so he returned the favor by coming directly to the class to praise his students.

"Fuck! This bastard did such a big thing without telling us!" Wang Bo shouted. "He took such an outrageous bonus, but he didn't even treat us to a meal, a foot bath, or a song!"

"So this is how the money for opening the store came from. He is not a rich second-generation?" Such a thought flashed through everyone's mind.

Zeng Wenjie stood up, smiled at Li Jiaqiang, and said, "Instructor, please don't be like this. It's really awkward. I'd feel embarrassed if you praised me like this."

Li Jiaqiang asked, "You're embarrassed too?"

"You don't praise me enough. I feel a little embarrassed. Please praise me a few more times." Zeng Wenjie said seriously.

“…” The smile on Li Jiaqiang’s face froze, and the atmosphere in the classroom became a little awkward.

Because, no one has ever seen such a shameless person!

(End of this chapter)