Happy Boys: From the time of meeting the drunk Song Qian

Oven: 300 points.

Thermostat: 300 points.

Range hood: 500 points.

Su Chen directly found what he wanted.

After all, my future goal is to be a master of cooking, so of course the more complete these kitchen utensils are, the better.

Don’t rush to buy pots and pans.

First buy all the things you need in the future, especially the range hood, which must be arranged.

Su Chen's total points now have reached [-].

I don't care at all anymore.

"Buy directly!"

Su Chen once again faced the same situation as when he bought a refrigerator and a dishwasher.

Select the installation location.

Su Chen didn't think too much and directly overlapped it with the original machine, so that Lin Miaomiao wouldn't find it strange.

After doing all this, Su Chen started to check the introduction of the machine.

Oven: It can automatically bake the best ingredients.

Thermostat: Greatly reduces the time to wake up the noodles, it can also make yogurt and ice cream.

Range hood: To ensure that there is no oil fume in the kitchen, the most important thing is that there is no need to clean, no need to clean, no need to clean!Mountain.

059: Song Qian’s preparations, Lin Miaomiao’s school uniform matching (7/7)

The effects of these three things met Su Chen's expectations.

Especially range hoods.

It’s so nice not to have to clean it.

Anyone who has used a range hood knows how troublesome it is to clean it, but it must be cleaned.

It makes a mess in the kitchen every time.

Just for this effect alone, Su Chen felt that the 500 points were well spent.

Look at your points.

Su Chen frowned: "Sooner or later, I'll find something to spend your 1 point on. I'll be upset."

"Su Chen!~Is the meal ready?"

Lin Miaomiao was lying on the sofa. Because she was at home, she was wearing a pair of pure cotton pink shorts.

Two snow-white big...short legs were exposed.

Stacked together randomly.

At this moment, Lin Miaomiao suddenly paused.

Looking around strangely.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that this house seemed no different from her own home.

It felt like there would be a Wang Shengnan watching her from behind a certain door at any time.

Lin Miaomiao looked around nervously.

Only when I was sure that this was a scholarly and elegant garden did I feel relieved.

Shake his head.

Get rid of those terrible thoughts.

He was eating potato chips in his mouth, looking at the TV with both eyes, and shouted casually: "I'm starving to death~"

"Is it good~"

"Are you ready~"

"Okay, call me~"

"it is good......"

"I can't stop your mouth even if I eat potato chips." Su Chen's voice suddenly came from behind. Lin Miaomiao suddenly raised her head and saw Su Chen's bright eyes, filled with helplessness towards her.

"Hey, I'm afraid you'll be tired. After all, it's just breakfast, so there's no need to make it so rich."

"I don't want to tire our chef god."

As she spoke, Lin Miaomiao's eyes suddenly saw the tray in Su Chen's hand.

Of course she knew what that meant.

Lin Miaomiao stood up quickly: "So, we can go to dinner?"

"Let's go."

After dinner, Song Qian washed the dishes directly. Even if Su Chen said there was a dishwasher at home, Song Qian insisted on washing it herself.

Maybe I just don’t want to feel like I’m receiving a favor in vain.

"By the way, the three of you are going to school tomorrow. Check everything in the evening and don't forget to bring it with you tomorrow." In the kitchen, Song Qian washed the dishes and told them.

Qiao Yingzi held back her laughter and said, "Did you see that this is my mother? Do you believe that I have to say this again at noon and night?"

"Of course I believe it." Lin Miaomiao pushed up her glasses and said with deep sympathy: "This is the same as my mother."

Speaking of this, Lin Miaomiao suddenly wondered: "Are all mothers like this nagging all over the world?"

Qiao Yingzi touched her lightly.

motioned to Su Chen.

Lin Miaomiao stopped quickly and almost forgot about the person next to her.

Qiao Yingzi changed the subject: "If you go to school tomorrow, you should go to your original class. Then Su Chen, where will you go tomorrow?"

To be precise, tomorrow is not the official start of school, and there are no exams yet.

So in the past few days, students have been directly promoted according to the original class. After the placement test is over, they will be divided into classes according to their scores.

Su Chen is a transfer student.

There doesn't seem to be anywhere to go tomorrow.

Lin Miaomiao looked at Su Chen in shock: "Then you can rest at home for another week!"

"Think beautifully."

Song Qian placed the fruit in front of everyone, all cut.

There are apples, watermelons, and kiwis.

Lin Miaomiao took a fork and started eating, completely forgetting what she just said.

"I called Teacher Li Meng and asked. Tomorrow, Su Chen will go to Class [-] with Yingzi. We will discuss the placement after the exam." Song Qian rolled her eyes at Su Chen, as if to tell him not to be a white man who could rest at home for an extra week. Like a daydream.

Su Chen was very depressed, and this was not what he said.

But how could he be so frightened by her? He made a grabbing gesture with his right hand.

Song Qian blushed and spat lightly.

Hooligans.

But she didn't know that this title was much more intimate than the previous ones.

Qiao Yingzi couldn't see Su Chen's movements, but was curious about why Song Qian suddenly became shy.

Are you sick?

Before she could speak.

Lin Miaomiao on the side finished the fruit and was still a little unsatisfied. However, she did not continue to ask for it. Instead, she said: "My mother called me last night. She still seems to be uneasy about Su Chen."

After thinking about it again and again, Lin Miaomiao still felt that she should talk about the matter.

She couldn't fool Wang Shengnan alone.

Must cooperate.

Everyone focused their attention on Lin Miaomiao.

This made her a little uncomfortable, and she quickly smiled and said: "But it's okay. She only said that she would come if my grades were not good, but with you here, how could my grades be bad, right?"

Song Qian nodded.

"As long as Su Chen can spare one to two hours a day to give you tutoring lessons, your grades will definitely improve steadily."

Qiao Yingzi's expression did not change. She was used to making up lessons.

Compared to Song Qian’s class.

Su Chen's class was obviously more interesting.

Lin Miaomiao laughed innocently. For her, she didn't even want to attend class for half an hour.

But for the free life here.

For Su Chen's superb craftsmanship, she felt that it was not impossible to spend an hour every day making up lessons.

Finish a meal.

Su Chen and Lin Miaomiao went home.

There was no class today. Song Qian exchanged a few words with Qiao Yingzi and returned to her room.

Close the door.

Song Qian recalled Lin Miaomiao's words: "Lin Miaomiao's words reminded me that Wang Shengnan is not that easy to fool. If it comes, I have to be prepared."

Song Qian thought of this.

He opened his closet, looked at his clothes, and frowned slightly.

"My clothes seem a bit too mature."

"I'm afraid it won't work."

He rolled his eyes and saw the box in the lower left corner of the cabinet, and his face turned red.

"You little gangster, I really got it in your hands."

Close the cabinet.

Song Qian opened the door: "Yingzi, do you have any sports clothes? Bring me a set."

..

Things turned out as Qiao Yingzi expected.

During lunch and dinner, Song Qian gave another instruction respectively.

Su Chen and Lin Miaomiao just nodded.

At night.

back home.

Su Chen was not in a hurry to code.

After all, school would start tomorrow, so of course he still wanted to enjoy his last leisure time.

"Su Chen, look."

Lin Miaomiao walked to the door with two pieces of clothing: "Do I look better in this one or this one?"

Su Chen looked over.

Both are school uniforms, but the styles are different.

One is the summer school uniform style from Xiao Huanxi, with short sleeves and sports trousers, which looks very boring.

The other one is the uniform style of an elite middle school, a white shirt with a short skirt underneath, which looks very trendy.