Charming Fighting Beauty Chapter 6

Olivia Xia: Diary of a Madman.

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When Harper Chen was asked to accept the feeding, she refused at first, after all, there is no reward without merit.

Seeing Olivia Xia staring at her with eager eyes, she had no choice but to compromise. She thought to herself, let's both take a step back. She has already troubled the other person a lot. She can eat, but she can't get it for free.

Harper Chen asked: "How much?"

"Not much." Olivia Xia said. Seeing that Harper Chen was about to refuse again, her attitude became tougher: "It's a thank you gift in the morning. Besides, I don't really want to accept cash. It will be lost. Either Desk and Desk come with me." Go to the cafeteria and treat me to lunch, so you can help me with my advice. Otherwise, just forward me on WeChat. "

By the way, speaking of this.

"It's been so long since school started, and I still don't have your contact information." Olivia Xia has been wanting to mention this for a long time, but she finally found the opportunity: "Penguin, WeChat, number, email --- Children make choices."

High school students know they can have it all.

This series of moves by her to turn the tables made Harper Chen stunned.

Olivia Xia tied the straw for her and poured the hot cocoa cup directly into Harper Chen's hand.

With a full smile in her eyes, she urged in a soft voice: "Hurry up, hurry up, recess is only half an hour in total, and now you can probably close your eyes for a few minutes after eating."

It's a pity that the hot cocoa was spilled. The main color of Anseong No. 1 Middle School and High School uniforms is white. If it gets stained like this, washing clothes will make people worry about baldness.

Harper Chen subconsciously caught it. Olivia Xia made an upward swing with her palms facing up. Harper Chen followed her command and put the straw into his mouth.

Warm and rich.

At first taste, it tastes a bit like hot chocolate, but after swallowing it, the aftertaste is like coffee with extra sugar.

"Does it taste good?" Olivia Xia asked.

When he tasted the drink he liked, Harper Chen narrowed his eyes briefly. She brought the cup with hot cocoa in front of her, wanting to see its manufacturer: "Yeah, it tastes good."

It's not written above.

However, as far as Harper Chen knows, there is only one stall in the cafeteria that sells this kind of hot cocoa, and it is the one that sells bread and engages in hunger marketing.

What she didn't know was that the bakery owner was related to Olivia Xia. They lived next door to Olivia Xia, and it could be said that she had watched Olivia Xia grow up.

In the morning, Olivia Xia went to the bakery and took away the bread that the owner had left for herself.

When Olivia Xia mentioned that she wanted to buy hot cocoa, the store owner gritted his teeth and pointed at the counter: "You brat, I know how to trick your sister. I'm too busy right now, so you can make it yourself."

It’s not the first time that I soak it myself.

This store first opened in their community. When the third grade teacher in junior high school asked for social practice, she went to work there for more than a month during the summer vacation.

Before leaving, I got a perfect comment from the store owner: "Okay, if one day you can no longer study, I don't have to worry about seeing you next to the trash can on the street corner."

"As long as you like it." Olivia Xia kept her achievements and fame to herself - mainly because she was worried that if she told the truth, Harper Chen would feel embarrassed to drink again, which would not be worth it.

"Eat quickly." Olivia Xia urged her with a smile: "The recess is about to end."

"Yeah, okay." Harper Chen replied.

Harper Chen finished his late breakfast and lay down briefly for a few minutes. Maybe she was really sleepy. She fell asleep quickly and soundly. After being woken up by Olivia Xia pushing her arm, she still couldn't come back to her senses.

Harper Chen stretched out and moved his shoulders. His face was flushed and his face was finally not so pale.

"Class is here." Olivia Xia whispered.

Harper Chen nodded to her.

In the next two classes, Harper Chen was in good spirits.

The last class was a Chinese class. The Chinese teacher habitually digressed from the translation of a classical Chinese sentence to national events, and then started to recall the past from national events. The old teacher's language was humorous. During this period, the English teacher who was in the brother's class next door knocked on the door several times and asked everyone: laugh a little quieter.

Harper Chen was also laughing along with the group. When the Chinese teacher was apologizing to the English teacher who came for the third time, she turned her head to look at Olivia Xia.

Olivia Xia looked at her very keenly, "What's wrong?"

Harper Chen said nothing.

Olivia Xia looked at her with encouraging eyes. Harper Chen hesitated for a moment, then mustered up the courage to take the first step: "Would you like to go to the cafeteria together at noon?"

"Okay!" Olivia Xia replied quickly, not giving Harper Chen any chance to regret, and even pushed him further. She said with a playful smile: "But let me make a promise first, even if Zhuzhuo invites me to dinner, I still need their contact information."

"It will happen, it will happen! My deskmate will give it to me!"

Olivia Xia tore off a page from the draft book, wrote down a few lines of numbers, and handed it to Harper Chen: "From top to bottom are numbers, penguins, WeChat and email. Is there anything else you need from Desk? ? "

there is none left.

What more could she give if necessary? Emergency contact?

With these few, it is not easy for Harper Chen to do it completely.

Harper Chen carefully put the paper into the middle of her schoolbag. Seeing how excited she was, she vaccinated her in advance: "I don't use the mailbox very much."

She rarely logs into WeChat and Penguin. She rarely communicated with her classmates in junior high school. She only opened Penguin because she occasionally needed to receive school notifications. WeChat was even worse. In her eyes, rounding was like a stained Alipay.

I haven’t been online for a long time since graduation, and I don’t know if my phone will still log in automatically.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can contact me," Olivia Xia said.

Now that she said so, Harper Chen nodded: "Okay."

In the past, Olivia Xia, who looked polite and polite, was always active on the front line of grabbing food.

After class, someone called Olivia Xia to go to the cafeteria together.

Olivia Xia refused with a smile: "I'll go later."

"Hey, that's strange. Olivia Xia, you really don't want to go? If it's late, there might not be the dishes you like!"

"Go, go, don't come, I haven't had anything to eat before." Olivia Xia waved her hand: "It's up to you, hurry up. After a while, the senior class classes will be over, and there will be a queue for you."

"Okay, let's go first."

Harper Chen listened to the whole thing and asked her, "Is it okay to go later?"

Originally he wanted to repay her kindness for buying breakfast, but Harper Chen didn't want to cause trouble to Olivia Xia instead.

"It doesn't matter at all, it's usually just for fun." The group of people never expected that someone would actually listen to the nonsense they casually said. Olivia Xia asked, "You don't often eat in the school cafeteria, right?" "

"Um."

Anseong No. 1 Middle School requires all students to attend evening self-study, but does not require everyone to stay overnight. Harper Chen lives only a few minutes' walk from the school, so she submitted her application before the school started.

She lives alone. She passes by the vegetable market after school in the afternoon and spends ten minutes buying things to take home. Then when it's time for three meals, she just stir-fries or cooks a bowl of noodles. Sometimes it's faster than queuing at the stall.

After eating, she put the bowl in the sink. After all, she lived alone and wanted to wash herself instead of soaking in it. No one could say anything to her when they were all dealt with in the evening.

This may be one of the greatest benefits of living alone.

"Many of the cafeterias have meal options, and the portions are sufficient. It's only noon, so don't worry about not being able to eat." After Olivia Xia's science introduction, combined with what she heard in the senior room earlier, she asked: "The table is your own Cooking?"

"right."

"Great!" Olivia Xia can cook, but she rarely cooks. She hates the greasy touch of washing dishes, which can ruin her tenderness: "If there is a chance, can I go to Zhuozhuo's house to eat and drink for free?"

Among the Chinese social etiquette, there is one called drawing a big cake.

Harper Chen said yes in response to the atmosphere, but emphasized in his heart: If there is a chance.

The two spent more than twenty minutes in the class and completed one of the assignments assigned by the teacher.

Afterwards, they went to the cafeteria. When choosing a stall, Olivia Xia was very supportive and followed Harper Chen's lead throughout the whole process. Even so, Harper Chen still drew a conclusion from the process: Olivia Xia was a picky eater.

She doesn't tell you no directly, she just says yes to whatever you say, and then calmly avoids the topic with a suggestion.

As for Harper Chen, she had no control over whether to choose a dish, and she would listen to Olivia Xia if she had better suggestions. The two hit it off immediately, and it didn't take more than five minutes from start to finish.

"Want to eat barbecued pork rice?"

"Sure, this smells great! Hey, what is that? Beef noodles?"

"you want to eat?"

"sure."

Olivia Xia sat in front of Harper Chen. She concentrated on scooping beef out of the noodles, and occasionally pulled out green vegetables. The green had just emerged from the white noodles, and she stuffed it back in at lightning speed.

"Actually..." Harper Chen said.

Olivia Xia stopped what she was doing and listened to her.

Harper Chen continued: "If you don't like it, you can just say it."

It was rare that Olivia Xia didn't react: "Ah? Desk, what are you talking about?"

It seems that from the beginning of the acquaintance, the other party has always compromised more, and excessive tolerance can sometimes cause trouble to people.

The part of his DNA that didn't want to trouble others was at work. Harper Chen asked, "What if I just wanted to choose barbecued pork rice? Would you like to eat this with me?"

Olivia Xia understood.

She was amused, knowing that Harper Chen might have misunderstood.

compromise? Tolerate? What are these things? When has she, Olivia Xia, ever wronged herself?

Olivia Xia put down her chopsticks and explained: "It's not that good. When I really don't want to, the question is just a suggestion that others ask me for. The real decision-making power is always in my hands."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." She recalled in her mind the past when her image collapsed in front of her friends for various reasons. Olivia Xia smiled: "Zhuozhuo, you don't have to worry about me. If you get to know me better, you will find that I am not easy to talk to."

"Do you like barbecued pork rice?" Harper Chen asked her.

Olivia Xia told the truth: "I don't particularly like it."

"So." Harper Chen asked her to confirm. She was always particularly stubborn on some points that mattered to her. He locked his eyes with Olivia Xia's and repeated the meaning of what she just said: "Then even if I choose barbecued pork rice for lunch , will you stick to your choice?"

Olivia Xia held her chin and thought seriously.

If...

If this object is Harper Chen.

Olivia Xia smiled and said, "That may still change."

Examiner Chen was very strict and asked her to give a reason: "Why?"

"Because---I like tables the most."

If it were Harper Chen, it would not be out of the question for her to cook with barbecued pork rice.

Harper Chen, who was waiting for her analysis seriously: ...