A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

Tong Wenjie muttered a sentence

"If you find out, Qiao Weidong will find out soon too. What if he tries to sabotage things then?"

..

Ten p.m.

The elegant garden, filled with the fragrance of books, is brightly lit.

At this moment, all the senior high school students were studying late into the night, and no one dared to waste their evening time.

If someone were standing inside the Shuxiang Yayuan residential complex at this moment and looked up...

You will find out.

Almost all the lights in the rooms were on; none were off.

Su Chen was no exception.

However, he is currently working hard on the front lines of writing.

Since his typing speed improved, he has been able to type a lot of content every day without having to think about it.

You can just type it all out manually.

With just three hours a day, I can produce nearly 30,000 words.

It only takes 307 days.

He'll get almost half a month of extra vacation, which is incredibly comfortable.

When the time comes, just send the draft to the editor, and he won't even need to open his author backend; he only needs to check his bank account every month.

Don't be too cool.

Just as he was writing furiously, there was a sudden, loud knocking on the door.

"Waaaaah, Su Chen, please save me!"

"Help! Su Chen!"

Hearing the shouts, Su Chen shut down his computer and quickly opened the door to check the kitchen and living room.

"What happened? Is there a fire?"

"No, no! It's me."

Hearing the crying, Su Chen turned around and saw Lin Miaomiao's tearful face.

And those two little hands that kept flashing.

"What's wrong with you?" It was hard for Su Chen not to laugh at her appearance.

"Stop laughing, it's all because you made this food." Lin Miaomiao cried as she took the unfinished cake from the tray.

The cake is entirely green.

There was also a spoonful scooped out of the top.

It looks just like a matcha cake, and it looks really tempting.

But Su Chen saw it immediately.

The top layer isn't matcha.

It's wasabi!

This made Su Chen connect everything.

He forced himself not to laugh and calmly said, "Isn't this a matcha cake? What's wrong?"

"Matcha?! You call this matcha?"

Lin Miaomiao kept crying, and upon hearing Su Chen's words, she wished she could shove the cake into his mouth.

Unfortunately, I'm not tall enough.

She could only cry, "It's all wasabi on here! Waaah!~"

"Why did you use wasabi in your matcha cake? And you tricked me! You're so mean, waaaaah!~"

"I feel so bad~ I don't want to cry anymore~"

"Hahaha." Su Chen finally couldn't hold back anymore.

This wasabi cake was something he made when he first started testing his cooking skills.

I just thought it was fun.

I forgot about it when I put it in the refrigerator.

Besides this, there are also Isatis root flavor, dried tangerine peel flavor, and cilantro flavor~

"You're still laughing! I hate you so much!!"

"Okay, okay, I'll stop laughing. I was just trying to cheer you up."

096: Song Qian: How about we take him to a yoga studio?

If you get choked by wasabi, you can use a carbonated drink to soothe it.

This is something he learned from life hacks.

There's no Coke or Sprite at home, but we have sparkling water.

Lin Miaomiao opened the bottle and took two sips.

Feeling the carbonation dancing on my tongue, my nose tingled.

A burst of gas was suddenly expelled from my stomach.

Lin Miaomiao felt much better instantly.

"Su Chen!! Tell me honestly, what other strange things are in the refrigerator!"

As she spoke, Lin Miaomiao took two more sips of water.

She was really scared.

She no longer wants to eat that kind of thing.

Su Chen: "I guarantee that this is the only thing made with wasabi."

"Huh???" Lin Miaomiao's eyes widened: "There's something else???"

Su Chen gave a dry laugh.

He recounted his past experiments.

What is Banlangen Pudding?

Tangerine peel ice cream.

Hawthorn cake made with digestive tablets, and so on.

Simply put.

Su Chen tried everything he could think of, and even things he couldn't imagine.

The successful ones were all put in the refrigerator.

The failures were all thrown away.

Although not many were successful, it means that there are still many landmines that Lin Miaomiao has not yet touched.

Lin Miaomiao shook her head.

His two eyes looked as if he were staring at some ancient, colossal beast.

A thousand words welled up in my heart.

He raised his hand, pointing a trembling finger at Su Chen: "You bastard, you're too ruthless!"

"Do you know how much this hurt my young heart?!"

Lin Miaomiao collapsed weakly onto the sofa, panting, "Just this once, I might not be able to enjoy food freely anymore, and I won't be able to be happy. Do you know how much this will affect a young girl in the prime of her life?"

Su Chen: "I..."

"No! You don't know!"

Lin Miaomiao wanted to say a few more words, but all she got in response was the sound of the door closing mercilessly.

"..." Lin Miaomiao wanted to stand up and bang on the door, but then she thought that even if she called him out, she would be the one who suffered.

He pursed his lips in exasperation.

"You're lucky today."

Looking at the matcha cake on the table, Lin Miaomiao swallowed hard, but still resolutely threw it away.

"Out with the old, in with the new; refrigerator, here I come!"

Su Chen knew that Lin Miaomiao's dramatic outburst meant she was alright.

So I just ignored her.