Become a master of painting cakes in abusive essays

The video was obviously taken secretly, and I didn't dare to take it seriously. I just lifted it up to zoom in to see the people in the distance, and then put it back. The whole process lasted only three or four seconds.

The camera is still shaky, and only those who are familiar with it can get a rough idea.

Shang Qinghui had a serious face, as if she was looking for some proposition in the human world, and watched the video several times earnestly, but she couldn't see the face of the woman in the furry clothes clearly.

The other photos are just a rough profile. The photos were originally taken with a zoomed-in focus, and the photos will become more blurred and distorted after zooming in.

I can only feel that the person looks pretty good-looking, but I can't really see it when I look closely.

Shang Qinghui quit the chat interface of the group chat.

It doesn't look too real, and I don't have an impression. I don't want to waste time.

She continued to reply to other people's messages.

……

The snow seemed to fall endlessly. It fell intermittently for several days, and the roads began to freeze. Before dawn, sanitation workers rose to shovel the snow.

Even so, everyone's travel still suffered some troubles.

Especially people like Bian Yingning, whose family lives far from the school, even if they leave early, they will still be late.

"here!"

As soon as Bian Yingning arrived at the door of the classroom, Zhang Zhizhi, who was occupying a seat inside, raised her hand and shouted in a low voice.

Today is a big class in the wine management department, several classes are held together, there are too many people, and the teacher is not easy to manage.

Bian Yingning put away her umbrella and stomped her feet to remove the snow stains on her shoes before walking in.

"Is it getting cold outside?"

As soon as Bian Yingning sat down, Zhang Zhizhi posted over to ask, and thoughtfully stuffed Bian Yingning with the warm water bottle she was holding.

Bian Yingning didn't refuse, and hugged her to warm her hands.

She is wearing a short black padded jacket today, the collar is turned up, half of her face is buried in the clothes, and she also wears a pair of gray earrings. The whole person looks round, a little less than usual the edges and corners.

"it's too cold."

When it first started snowing, I was still excited. I thought the snow was fun and the snow scenery was beautiful. However, I couldn’t stand it after a day or two.

It's okay to stay indoors, but it's really troublesome to go out.

"Well, we're actually alright. I heard that the foreign language department and the finance department have morning reading. It's really strong to come to study early every day." Thinking about it, Zhang Zhizhi is still content.

It is normal for the foreign language department to have early reading. The financial department also arranges early reading because it also has high requirements for foreign languages.

Hearing about the Department of Finance for the first time, Bian Yingning paused as she was about to free up one hand to turn the pages of the book. She didn't know what to think of, and she was stunned for a while before she turned the pages of the book absent-mindedly.

Zhang Zhizhi saw it and reminded: "It's already page 109."

Bian Yingning bowed her head, and the page number of the book in front of her was still at more than 30 pages.

"So fast..." She suddenly said softly.

"That's not true, the final week will be in two or three weeks... Recently, many colleges are preparing for the evening party.

Oh, by the way, this week is the French Culture Week of the School of Foreign Languages. I heard that a fashion designer from France was invited to hold a design display.

Let's do a catwalk show, I'm still signing up, if you're interested, you can become a model. "

Zhang Zhizhi babbled about Bian Yingning, who hadn't been to school much recently.

"What's the use?" Bian Yingning lost interest.

"Add expansion points."

"..."

The expansion score is an indicator when evaluating scholarships. Many people who have enough grades cannot get scholarships because they do not participate in many activities and do not have enough expansion points.

"Why do I remember that there is a cooking competition?" Bian Yingning asked.

She didn't know the news until the teacher in the cooking class sent her a special message last night.

"Yes, it is related to the French Culture Week of the Foreign Language Institute. Not only is a fashion designer here, but also a French chef, a pastry master, etc. I heard that they will compete with us."

Zhang Zhizhi and Bian Yingning were able to go together because they both majored in wine management and minored in cooking.

Bian Yingning did it for the family business, Zhang Zhizhi wanted to give herself an extra skill.

"These people from abroad are here to exchange and study on the surface, but secretly they want to play in the restaurant." Zhang Zhizhi said and said that he was very angry.

"Obviously knowing that our school is a business school, I still want to come to play these things.

Last year, it seemed that those from country m would go back after coming, and some students complained on their social platforms that we were nothing. I don’t know how we ranked among the top ten in China.

Really speechless, why don't you come and compare simulated trading with us. "

The corners of Bian Yingning's mouth curled up slightly as he listened quietly.

Zhang Zhizhi thought about something: "You don't want to participate in those French pastry competitions, do you?"

"If we don't go, who will go? We can't let the foreign language department go?" Bian Yingning didn't hide it either. The teacher probably wanted her to participate.

That's right.

"If you are not in a hurry to leave after class, let's go and have a look?" Zhang Zhizhi suggested.

"The things in France are all over the International Exchange Center. It seems that there are French pastries for sale and French food to taste."

"Go and have a look." Bian Yingning returned the hot water bottle to her, picked up a pen and began to listen to the class.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy can help you win a hundred battles.

……

After class, the two of them arrived at the International Exchange Center, which was built so high-end that even the glass was shining brightly.

It happened to be the end of get out of class time, the students were so novel, and there was usually nothing interesting in school, so there were still many people who came here to join in the fun.

After entering the gate and bypassing the banquet hall, you can see that the food corridor outside is filled with a variety of delicacies, all kinds of French pastries, foie gras steaks, and even red wine for sale, but they are all by the glass.

The middle is separated by a glass window. Inside, there are foreign friends wearing white hats who are seriously making delicious food. The students outside are crowded together to watch, and many of them even took out their mobile phones to take pictures and record videos.

The aroma of bread lingers here, which makes people feel happy.

Zhang Zhizhi and Bian Yingning squeezed to the front to see the bakery on sale.

Someone noticed Bian Yingning and quickly made room for them.

So in the crowded environment, a half-person-width gap formed beside Bian Yingning, and no one dared to squeeze her.

Bian Yingning had no expression on her face, she was scanning the products in front of her with her pockets in her hands, the earmuffs covering the ears were taken off and hung around her neck, her face was covered so that only half of her face was exposed.

"It's Bian Yingning."

"Where is where?"

"Then, the one in black at the bar."

Bian Yingning's reputation is still very good in school, especially since she is still synonymous with "young and promising", there are many people who dare not provoke her or admire her.

"Wow, I really can't see it, it feels... so pretty."

"It's just that the temperament is a bit cold, and it's not close to others."

"Hmph, if I were rich and powerful, my eyes would be on my forehead."

People around who recognized her started whispering.

Zhang Zhizhi snapped up two Napoleon breads from nowhere, and when she came back, she moved to Bian Yingning's arm and shouted happily:

"Bian Yingning! Look, Napoleon, I snatched two of the things that are fast and slow."

Bian Yingning took one, and looked it over and over in her hand: "Isn't it just mille-feuille, how can you fight back quickly?"

"You have no interest." Zhang Zhizhi was still immersed in the joy of snapping up two of them among the crowd.

Not happy to hear Bian Yingning's words, she raised her hand and patted her arm angrily.

The action of the two fell into the eyes of others, and it was quite flirtatious.

"Indeed," Bian Yingning nodded approvingly, "I really don't understand this kind of sentiment."

"Why don't you try buying two crispy puffs."

"Puffs?" Zhang Zhizhi looked left and right: "I don't seem to have seen this thing."

"Just in front of you."

Zhang Zhizhi lowered her head, and there were only a few price tags in front of her, one of which was indeed French Crispy Puff, and what else was there Lightning Puff.

"But what about the puffs?" I saw the name but not the puffs.

"It's sold out, their puffs are fast or slow."

The French puffs are larger than the ordinary puffs here, and the filling bursts in the mouth after one bite. It is silky and mellow, and it is much more delicious than the dry Napoleon.

"I didn't get it!" Zhang Zhizhi's joy of just snapping up the popular pastry was gone.

"Go to the other side and have a look." Bian Yingning looked into the distance and said.

"Okay." Zhang Zhizhi had no objection, the two came out of the crowd, and followed the crowd to the western restaurant.

Before walking a few steps, Bian Yingning suddenly heard someone shouting her name behind her, she was so frightened that she stopped and turned around.

Who told her that she didn't see clearly, anyway, she bumped into a person passing behind her suddenly.

Both of them staggered a few steps, and were supported so that they didn't lose face and fell to the ground.

The Napoleon bread in Bian Yingning's hand and the bread in the man's arms fell to the ground.

Bian Yingning didn't squat down to pick it up, she stared blankly at the frowning man rubbing her arm.

The dark wood-colored Hong Kong-style cotton jacket, with the white velvet inside visible from the turned-up collar, was obviously a bit cool, but with her round face, it suddenly lost a bit of coolness.

Her hair was tied into a ball and wrapped around her head, with a few thin bangs hanging down, probably because it was warmer here, and there was still a little powder on her cheeks, like a porcelain doll.

"Qingfen, are you alright?" Wang Yu, who was waiting for Shang Qingfen to come over from the other side, saw this scene and hurriedly pushed aside the crowd and asked while supporting Shang Qingfen.

She had just been discharged from the hospital for two days, so don't get hurt again.

Wang Yu's words brought back Bian Yingning's mind, she bit her inner lip firmly, and only then did she calm down her slightly trembling body.

Bian Yingning squatted down to pick up the bread that the two of them had spilled, and Zhang Zhizhi also squatted down to pick up after realizing it.