Ding Ji sat opposite Lin Wuyu.

This fried rice noodles are quite famous. As soon as Lin Wuyu said that, he immediately guessed that it was here.

It's lunch time now. For a person who has been studying hard for several days all night, it is very important to eat when it's time to go.

He took a pair of them out of the chopsticks next to him, lowered his head and took a bite: "Did you know I'm coming? If I hadn't come, you would have been wasted this."

"No waste." Lin Wuyu said.

"Hmm?" Ding Ji looked up at him.

"I'm going to tell you," Lin Wuyu cleared his throat, "These two plates are mine."

Ding Ji was stunned: "What..."

"And that plate..." Lin Wuyu pointed to the plate of fried rice noodles he was eating, "Sorry, I just took two bites."

"No," Ding Ji suddenly straightened his body and threw the chopsticks on the table. "Just tell me if you have any grudges against me."

"You can eat this plate." Lin Wuyu didn't say anything else, pushed the other plate in front of him and took away the previous plate.

"...Don't you want to eat two plates?" Ding Ji was a little embarrassed and glanced at the fried rice noodles in front of him, "Didn't you say that both plates belong to you?"

"Do you eat?" Lin Wuyu asked, then helped him to smoke a pair of chopsticks and put them on the edge of the plate.

"No," said Ding Ji, "Who knows that you have licked this plate before? After taking a bite, you might say another sentence, Ah, this plate is what I have eaten."

"I'm not that bored." Lin Wuyu laughed.

"Then I'm bored." Ding Ji said.

"Lack of rice turns into a sharp sperm." Lin Wuyu lowered his head and started eating.

Ding Ji held out for a while, pressed down his nameless fire, and picked up the chopsticks.

When he went out in the morning, my mother chased him and asked, "Have you reviewed it well during this period? He and my mother said a few words before leaving the door."

He was not used to his mother's distrustful attitude. He read books until midnight every night, but what he got was such an annoying question.

If grandpa was by his side, he might persuade him, and you would just tell them that you would review until midnight every day.

But he doesn't want to do his own business and life, just want to follow his own pace. If he has to report, he is only willing to report to his grandparents. Why did he report to people who have only occasionally appeared on the phone and video for more than ten years?

Take a step back and understand it with his childish thinking of always being scolded by his father. You love me so much, but you don’t know that I don’t go to bed at three o’clock every day?

"Didn't you go to school?" Ding Ji was stunned for a while and then looked at the time.

"Go, come out again." Lin Wuyu said, "Where are you?"

"I'll win an induction cooker," said Ding Ji.

Lin Wuyu paused, raised his head, stared at his face for a few more times, then turned his head to look at the large glass bottle he placed on the table: "What do you want an induction cooker?"

"Give it to my grandma." Ding Ji said.

"Your home..." Lin Wuyu looked at the balance bike he placed next to him again, "Isn't it difficult?"

"Two things," Ding Ji said, "My grandma just thinks that the induction cooker is not worth spending money on it, and maybe it's not safe."

"I understand." Lin Wuyu ate two more bites of rice noodles and put the chopsticks, "I'll help you."

"You..." Ding Ji originally wanted to say whether you could do it. When he saw his plate, he changed the words behind him in surprise. "Have you finished eating?"

"Well," Lin Wuyu took a tissue and wiped his mouth, "I have enough time to eat another plate before you finish eating."

"Are you a pig?" Ding Ji couldn't help asking.

"No." Lin Wuyu leaned on the back of the chair and looked at his glass bottle. "What kind of tea was you drinking today? Was that honeysuckle before?"

Ding Ji didn't make a sound, and reached out to take the bottle on the table and put it on his lap.

"Thank you." Lin Wuyu took the coke handed over by Ding Ji, "Don't you drink it?"

"I'll drink green tea." Ding Ji shook the bottle in his hand, unscrewed it and took a sip, then put the bottle into a bag hanging on his waist that looked as shaved as a white pocket.

The habit of drinking tea with a glass bottle is rare for young people, especially for Ding Ji... Occasionally, there are young people who can't hide the qi of the world.

Of course, he probably didn't hide it either.

"Let's go." Lin Wuyu walked towards the shopping mall.

"Wait for me," Ding Ji followed him on the balance bike, took out his cell phone and dialed a number, "I'll put the car a little."

Lin Wuyu stopped.

After Ding Ji made the phone call, a girl ran out of the milk tea shop next to him and smiled happily: "Go, go, I'll play with you in the car first."

"I'll compensate you if you're broken," Ding Ji got out of the car, "I won't be ruthless to girls."

"I understand." The girl stepped on the balance bike and left without looking back.

"Do you still know people in the milk tea shop?" Lin Wuyu took a sip of Coke, "Why don't you invite me to have milk tea? You don't have to spend money."

"That's my elementary school classmate. If you say you want to drink milk tea, I will take you to her house to drink," Ding Ji said, "Don't you want to drink Coke."

"Ah, I want to drink milk tea." Lin Wuyu said.

"Buy it yourself!" Ding Ji glared at him and turned to the mall.

Xinjia is considered small in a row of shopping malls nearby, and because he has been too old and has a relatively remote location. Although he has the status of an old senior in many shopping malls, the fact that he is old and cannot be avoided.

Lin Wuyu hasn't entered this mall for three years.

Unexpectedly, there are still people visiting this mall and holding events.

However, the publicity of this event was obviously not good. There was a poster outside the mall. When they arrived, they started for almost half an hour. There were not many spectators on the scene, and the people participating in the competition...

"Can I regret it?" Lin Wuyu asked Ding Ji in a low voice.

"What did you regret?" Ding Ji said.

"I won't help you win the induction cooker." Lin Wuyu looked at the aunts and sisters who had signed up and were eager to try.

One of the few men is an old man.

"What's wrong?" Ding Ji looked around and looked at him with disdain, "Are you afraid of winning?"

"Isn't it?" Lin Wuyu still whispered, "Isn't it bullying the elderly?"

"It's not necessarily anyone who bullies who," Ding Ji cut off, and the expression on his face seemed to be one of the elderly. "Don't go up and compete with each other and don't even touch the wires of the induction cooker."

Lin Wuyu looked at him for several seconds, trying to determine whether he was sincere or provoking him.

I didn't even make a judgment.

I even feel that his words are indeed from the bottom of my heart.

"Okay." Lin Wuyu nodded.

The rules of this activity are very simple, which is to shoot at a fixed point.

Each person has 15 goals. Whoever scores more goals will win. The same number depends on who scores more goals in succession. If you want to pay the same, it depends on who uses the shortest time.

It's basically the same as playing basketball machines, but the distance is farther.

"What if we are left in the end?" Lin Wuyu asked Ding Ji.

"You're thinking too much," said Ding Ji, "I can't make it to the end, otherwise I won't invite you to have Coke."

"I thought you invited me to drink Coke because I invited you to have fried rice noodles?" Lin Wuyu said.

"I invite you to drink Coke because you invited me to have fried rice noodles and wanted to help me get the induction cooker." Ding Ji replied calmly.

"Your family really..." Lin Wuyu was interrupted by Ding Ji before she finished speaking.

"It's not difficult, I just want to take advantage of you." Ding Ji said.

"Oh," Lin Wuyu smiled, "How about you calculate it, can I win later? You probably don't know if I can play basketball."

Ding Ji didn't refuse either. He picked up his phone and took a look at the time, and then began to calculate.

Lin Wuyu looked at his movements.

To be honest, I can't understand this action, I just vaguely feel that Ding Ji is lying.

This looks very similar to a half-immortal.

"Don't you need to throw something away?" Lin Wuyu couldn't tell what was going on, so he asked.

"No, if I want to use my grandma's copper coins to divine it at home," Ding Ji said. "It's okay outside, numbers, time, that basketball, bird..."

"Bird?" Lin Wuyu was stunned.

Ding Ji stopped counting, turned his face and glanced at him, with a very contemptuous expression: "What are you thinking about? A bird flying in the sky!"

"Qizzy chick." Lin Wuyu said, he was indeed thinking wrongly.

Human thoughts are really free.

"Chilarious..." Ding Ji twitched, "You understand, I think about what I want to ask, I can get anything to divine it."

"Yes." Lin Wuyu nodded.

Suddenly I had an unrealistic and magical idea in my heart.
To be continued...