Become a master of painting cakes in abusive essays

"Come on, what are you waiting for?"

In the afternoon, at the entrance of the side hall of the Culinary Academy, Zhang Zhizhi yelled at Bian Yingning, who had finally arrived here and refused to go in, and told Bian Yingning that there were some scourges inside that wanted to persecute her.

Bian Yingning put her hands in her pockets. On the surface, there was nothing unusual, but she just didn't want to go in.

Although she was constantly building up in her heart, she just couldn't move her foot.

If I had known that she would have cleared her memory herself, now that she has ghosts in her heart, it would be difficult for her to be frank.

No, is this world messing with her? Why is it so coincidental that no one can form a team with her, but let Shang Qinghui be with her.

"I..." Bian Yingning was thinking about whether she could retire from this competition.

Zhang Zhizhi and Bian Yingning had been together for a long time, and looked at her suspiciously, as if seeing a sign of running away from her face.

"what?"

Zhang Zhizhi simply came over and grabbed Bian Yingning's hand, trying to pull her in.

"Wait a minute, give me a little more time!"

This was too sudden, Bian Yingning was not ready yet, of course she wanted to refuse, and Zhang Zhizhi didn't want her to lose the chain.

So one of the two started to pull, and the other started to use his hands and feet to resist.

There was a stalemate for a while.

It's like a dog that goes out to play crazy and is yanked by its owner just refuses to go home.

During the entanglement and tearing between the two, a voice that sounded contemptuous and unhurried suddenly came from behind:

"You are Bian Yingning?"

The two of them paused in unison and turned around.

Shang Qinghui also had her hands in her pockets, and she wore a loose wool cap on her head, her exposed face...was even rounder.

But at this moment, she was sullen, with a faintly noble and proud look on her face, and she only glanced at Bian Yingning out of the corner of her eye.

Bian Yingning quickly stood up, distanced herself from Zhang Zhizhi, pursed her lips and responded in a low voice, only glanced at Shang Qinghui's face before looking away.

Her silent appearance stunned Shang Qinghui, who was about to frustrate her. Some plans were uncontrollable and at a loss, so she could only add dryly: "...It's a coincidence."

"I'm Shang Qinghui." She looked at the other side and introduced herself.

Zhang Zhizhi looked at Bian Yingning, then at Shang Qingfen.

The two were still facing each other, with a distance of three or four steps between them. They were clearly recognizing and greeting each other, but they didn't look at each other.

The atmosphere was awkward.

Is there any feud between the two?

"How about we go in first?" Zhang Zhizhi suggested.

"Ah."

"can."

"..."

When I entered the side hall, I saw that several people had already arrived inside, all of them added up to only ten, and there were also a few teachers and seniors who helped with chores, so it was not deserted.

"Culinary Academy students whose names are read stand to the left."

The senior sisters above began to roll their names, and let everyone know the partners they were assigned by the way.

After the culinary students and the translation students of the Culinary Academy made friends, the teacher Shi Shiran came to the stage to talk about some precautions and the competition process.

Bian Yingning and Shang Qinghui stood side by side and looked at the teacher above, neither of them said anything.

Zhang Zhizhi, who was behind the two, inevitably noticed the two in front.

Silence, tranquility, and earnestness spread between the two.

Can the two of them really work together?

What the teacher said above, Shang Qinghui basically knew the process after seeing it, and didn't intend to listen carefully. It went into the left ear and out of the right ear, and his mind was far away.

How could she have seen the process?Hmph, she can put herself next to Bian Yingning, so it's so difficult to see the process.

Yes, the fact that she teamed up with Bian Yingning was not accidental.

Thinking of his own plan, Shang Qinghui finally smiled.

Bian Yingning next to her seemed to have noticed something, rubbed her arms and looked at the sky, why did she feel that the temperature suddenly dropped.

After the small meeting, several people were immediately taken to the main hall by the teacher. Several exchange students from France were also here, and they were all accompanied by a student from Haida University as an interpreter.

A teacher came out to explain the competition process, and Bian Yingning glanced at the other side.

Meng Weixin was also there, and ever since she saw Bian Yingning and Shang Qinghui standing side by side, she hadn't looked away.

To Bian Yingning's surprise, Ji Xiaoxue was also among them.

Is this activity very good quality points? Why do you all come to participate?

……

Finally, after the meeting, Bian Yingning heard Zhang Zhizhi chatting with her partner behind her, saying something about relying on her partner.

Bian Yingning thought about it, and said to Shang Qinghui pretending to be business-like: "Then next week's competition, I will trouble you."

Shang Qingfen nodded dignifiedly without changing his face, but there was a strange look in his eyes.

"Bian Yingning." Everyone started to walk out, Bian Yingning was a little behind, and Meng Weixin called her after her.

Bian Yingning stopped when she heard the sound, and Shang Qinghui, who was walking in front of her, also slowed down involuntarily.

"What's the matter?" Bian Yingning asked.

"Do you think you guys can win?" Meng Weixin walked over with a provocative face.

"I don't know about the group stage, but if we compete, I will definitely win." Bian Yingning said with the most insipid expression that Meng Weixin wanted to jump.

"I'm really confident." Meng Weixin didn't expect Bian Yingning to utter such wild words: "I'm not afraid of being slapped in the face."

Bian Yingning smiled slightly: "After all, this is not the first time you have lost to me."

After she finished speaking, she walked away, and did not continue this kind of ruthless talk like a schoolboy.

"You!" Meng Weixin turned blue with anger as she watched her leaving back.

Shang Qinghui, who listened quietly, pouted unconsciously.

Really confident.

So confident that you want to beat her up.

Bian Yingning seemed to have something else to do. After she came out, she kept walking and quickly disappeared from everyone's eyes.

The bodyguard waiting for Shang Qinghui at the door saw Bian Yingning passing by them, and couldn't help but take a few glances: "She is that..."

The other nodded in confirmation.

Shang Qinghui glanced at them and snorted coldly in his heart.

He decided to put his plan into action.

……

Hua Cancan wants to ask Bian Yingning to drink on weekends.

Bian Yingning refused: "I'm not in good health when I'm old, I can't stand the cold."

Hua Cancan: "..."

"Don't blame me for not telling you. Tonight, Meng Weixin set up a game and invited many people from the circle to play. Are you sure you don't want to join in the fun?"

Bian Yingning refused straight away: "No."

Meng Weixin is naive, but she is not naive. She held a drinking party just to win over more people in the circle.

But she doesn't understand that as long as she is strong enough, people will come to you one after another without coercion.

So while they were playing around in the box, Bian Yingning continued her creative career at home.

After she was very satisfied with holding her similarly written works and admiring them, she turned on her phone to see if there was any news.

I saw Hua Cancan sent her a video half an hour ago.

Open it up, it's nothing more than a scene where they are having fun, Hua Cancan wants to seduce her over.

Bian Yingning turned it off without much interest, and was about to look at the company's documents again, when suddenly she seemed to think of something, paused her hand in mid-air, and then picked up the phone to read it carefully.

She paused the short seven-second video after watching it several times.

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In the dark corner of the private room, Meng Weixin was talking with a familiar figure, the two were very close, and Meng Weixin was still holding the wine in her hand and handed it to the person.

Bian Yingning's face darkened, and she recognized the person who was blocked by Meng Weixin.

……

Shang Qinghui's luck was not very good today, she played a few dice games with them and she lost more.

After several glasses of wine in a row, not to mention the icy cold stomach, his eyes started to falter after a while, and his bladder couldn't hold it anymore.

She got up, her footsteps were a little sloppy, someone asked her where she was going, she went back to the toilet.

After going out, the two bodyguards were still standing in front of the door. When they saw her coming out, they reached out to help her.

Being watched by the two of them like a prisoner for so long, Shang Qinghui was extremely annoyed.

Shaking off the two people's hands, he said angrily: "Why do you help me, I'm just going to the toilet!"

Seeing that her tone was so fierce and her eyes were wrong, the two bodyguards knew that she was getting drunk, so they followed her step by step, and guarded the corner outside after she entered the toilet.

There was no one in the toilet, and after sitting on the toilet for a while, Shang Qinghui became even more dizzy.

Drinking capacity is something that comes from practice. She is not very good at drinking, and she hasn't had a drink for a long time, and what she just drank was foreign wine and iced black tea. It tastes good, but it has a lot of stamina.

Stumbling up to wash her hands, she looked up after washing, feeling like she was hallucinating.

From the mirror, she saw Bian Yingning appeared behind her.

It can't be a ghost.

Bian Yingning came out of another compartment, as if she hadn't seen her, washed her hands next to her, and stroked her hair in front of the mirror.

Then turned to leave.

Shang Qing's head has become a paste, and she lost the ability to think, she squinted her eyes and frowned at Bian Yingning.

Seeing that he was about to leave, she scolded, "Stop!"

Bian Yingning paused, turned her head slightly, "What's the matter?"

Hearing that she could still talk, Shang Qinghui stared at her as she walked forward quickly, as if she was about to fight.

However, her footsteps were sloppy, and the toilet was a little slippery, she walked up to Bian Yingning with her menacing extraordinary temperament, and her whole body shook when her feet slipped.

I thought I was going to be in contact with the earth, but in the next second, I fell into a warm embrace with a cool fragrance.

Shang Qinghui grabbed the clothes on Bian Yingning's arms to stabilize her figure, her big eyes were half drooping at the moment.

Even though Bian Yingning's face was right in front of her eyes, her eyes were still out of focus.

"Do we have enmity?" Shang Qinghui opened his mouth and was greeted by a strong smell of alcohol.

Bian Yingning couldn't imagine how much she drank.

"If you are in good health, come and drink."

"Let me ask you, do we have enmity?!" Shang Qinghui yelled in dissatisfaction when he couldn't hear the answer to his own question.

Maybe she thinks she is cool, fierce and attractive now, but when Bian Yingning looked at Shang Qinghui, who was lying in her arms, unable to stand still and baring her teeth and claws, she felt like a little milk cat who couldn't eat milk .

His eyes were blurred, his face was blushing, and he still wanted to show his ferocity.

Bian Yingning hugged her waist to prevent her from slipping down, she pulled herself again, their bodies pressed against each other and their breaths intertwined.

Shang Qinghui's round face always made Bian Yingning's heart itch.

The cheeks are plump, soft and springy when poked, like an egg that has been peeled off its shell.

Almond eyes are round and pleasant, round and bright.

Angry or not, he likes to pout.

Every time Bian Ningying looked at it, she wanted to bite her viciously.