?

Thinking of this, she picked up the chopsticks, picked up the fried chicken nuggets, and gave Goto Ichiri a thoughtful demonstration, eating the fried chicken nuggets into her mouth very simply, chewing while not forgetting to say: " If you don't believe me, you can take a look at Xiao Lonely... hey?"

Halfway through her words, she paused.

There is only one impression in my mind.

Really delicious.

There is no extra seasoning for the chicken, but that is how it locks in its own umami taste. The salty taste is slightly sweet again, and the coat is crisp and dry, even if it is left for a day, there will be no change.

Yidizhi Hongxia never expected that fried chicken nuggets, which look similar in appearance to ordinary fried chicken nuggets, would have such a huge difference in taste, but an ordinary home-cooked dish can be so delicious—who made this?

At least she does not have such craftsmanship and workmanship.

But soon, she was in no mood to think about it anymore.

Yidizhi Hongxia suddenly thought of her childhood.

She thought of that time, her sister Yidizhi Xingge was always busy with the band and neglected to take care of herself. She always wanted to play with Yidizhi Xingge, but she never got what she wanted.

I thought about it until later, when my mother passed away, my sister gave up her long-standing dream of being a band for herself, gave up her bandmates, and set up the "Stars" exhibition hall for her...

Since then, I have been gradually growing up happily under the care of my sister.

After thinking about it, Yidizhi Hongxia, under Yidizhi Xingge's shocked expression, threw herself into her arms from left to right like Miss PA, crying loudly:

"I've been brought up by my sister all this time. I'm so happy. Why didn't I think of such a natural thing? I'm obviously happy enough."

"???" Yidi knew Xing Ge.

Something is wrong!Something is very wrong!

She couldn't help but look at the bento box in the hands of Goto Ichisato with a sluggish face, and hastily opened her mouth to remind Yamada Ryo beside her.

"Yamada, it's just you and me left, don't eat the bento in Xiao Lonely's hand, it's weird—"

Yidizhi Xingge's words got stuck in his throat halfway through.

Because she has seen it.

Yamada's pretty face was already stuffed with fried chicken and stewed potatoes, making it look bulging.

"Does the manager want some too? Lonely Bento tastes really good."

While chewing the food in his mouth, Ryo Yamada used chopsticks to send a piece of fried chicken into the mouth of Yiji Xingge whose mouth was wide open and his face was full of horror.

At the moment when the fried chicken nuggets are in your mouth.

Yidizhi Xingge suddenly thought of something.

That's what Yamada Ryo seemed to have said before.

Because she bought Kita Ikuyo's multi-string bass with money, she has been eating wild vegetables for a week or two.

Seeing a serious meal in front of him, it is naturally impossible for the other party to resist the temptation.

It was simply a miscalculation——

Yidizhi Xingge thought about it, and the mouth that subconsciously began to chew was already occupied by the unique meaty aroma and crispy coat of fried chicken nuggets.

It's delicious.

She couldn't help thinking.

This smell reminded her of her mother before.

At that time, they were still a harmonious family, and their mother would often make fried chicken nuggets for her and Yiji Hongxia to eat. When they were young, she and Yiji Hongxia would circle around the oil pan in front of their mother, waiting A new batch of fried chicken comes out of the pan.

It was such a happy memory.

But are you unhappy now?

No...you are also happy, right?

Hong Xia has become a high school student brilliantly.

Next is university.

My younger sister, who worked hard for her dream, is actually a respectable person who can think independently.

Isn't it happiness to have such a sister?

Maybe you really are the happiest person in the world?

Moreover, its own showroom also has lovely staff.

Goto Ichisato, Yamada Ryo, and Kita Ikuyo are all people worthy of her trust.

Yidizhi Xingge really thought a lot about it.

The long aftertaste of fried chicken nuggets, slightly sweet and meaty, reminded her of these sweet and beautiful memories.

Thinking about it this way, I might really be the happiest person in the world.

Thinking of this, Yidizhi Xingge's fiery red eyes were already filled with tears.

With a big wave of her hand, she hugged Ichisato Goto, who was completely stupid in place, and Ryo Yamada, who muttered in her mouth, "I am so happy to be able to breathe such fresh air and eat such delicious food." , began to cry bitterly.

In the stars, there are cries and encouragements.

At the gate of Fanxing, Kita Ikuyo, who was standing there, stared blankly at the scene in front of him, at a loss.

She couldn't help but retreated out of the gate and closed it gently with self-doubt on her face.

"Did I come at a bad time?"

(Come, recommend?)

(...I set a timed chapter, and then timed it to next year. It made me look stupid.)

Volume 48: Chapter [-]. First impressions of the stars

What is happiness?

Some people have said that happiness cannot be touched or seen, but when you reach out your hand, it is all there.

This is happiness.

But for Ichisato Goto, who was extremely shy but was suddenly hugged by Xingge Yiji.

The period of time waiting for their emotions to stabilize is definitely not a happy time.

but--

"really tasty."

Yamada Ryo wiped his saliva calmly, and rarely let out a sigh.

And her words were also approved by everyone present except Goto Ichisato and Kita Ikuyo.

"It's obviously just home cooking, why can it be so delicious?"

Some reluctantly poked the empty bento box with their chopsticks.

Yizhi Hongxia, who has always been extremely confident in her cooking skills, finally couldn't help but speak.

Yes, it is obviously just simple home cooking fried chicken nuggets and stewed potatoes.

But why can it be so delicious?

Let them share the food in the bento box without knowing it.

Even now, Yizhizhi Hongxia is still thinking about the taste of the food in the bento box just now.

"I didn't expect Xiao Lonely to be so good at cooking."

Sitting next to the bar, Yidizhi Xingge crossed his legs, and it was rare for him to take the initiative to praise others frankly.

Because even she has to admit it.

The bento brought by Ichisato Goto is absolutely delicious.

I don't know when I can taste that taste again...

Yidizhi Xingge sighed in his heart.

Compared with the reservedness of Yidizhi Xingge and Yidizhi Hongxia, Yamada Ryo, who was supporting his neutral and delicate face on the other side, had already turned his head.

"Lonely, cook for me from now on."

She looked at Ichiri Goto, who was shrinking his head, and said in a serious tone, expressionless: "If you don't cook for me, I will really bully you—it hurts."

Yamada Ryo turned her head and saw that it was Yizhizhi Hongxia who was beating her head with a hand knife.

"Don't

Threatened little loneliness. "

It is common for Hongxia Yidi to know that her own bass player does not take integrity seriously, but she still needs to be warned where there is a warning.

"But the food made by loneliness is really delicious."

Although she was hit on the head, Ryo Yamada was still very energetic. She stared at Goto Ichiri who was so frightened that she shrank into a corner, as if she had discovered a gold vein.

"That, that... Although Liangsang's praise makes me very happy, but... I didn't actually make the bento this time."

Goto Ichisato, who had been silent all this time, seemed to have finally finished the draft, and explained in a low voice.

"Isn't it the cooking made by Xiao Lonely?"

Yidizhi Hongxia suddenly became interested: "Who is that?"

"Ah...it's Senior Nanxiang. He said it's the first time cooking at home, let me try the taste."

Goto Ichiri shrank his head and said.

"Senior Nanxiang... hey—? Is it Nanxiang?"

Yizhizhi Hongxia stood up in surprise.

"When you were in Nanxiang...? Oh—it was the boy who asked you to borrow a guitar effector yesterday?"

Yidizhi Xingge had an impression when he heard the name.

I remember that Hongxia Yizhi made a special trip to talk about the other party yesterday, saying that he was a friend of Ichisato Goto, and hoped to borrow the many guitar effects in the practice room.

"Well, Xiao Lonely should be talking about him, but—"

Yidizhi Hongxia nodded, then couldn't help shaking her head, and sighed: "Isn't this person too powerful?"

His academic performance is top-notch, his communication skills are strong, he also cooks a good meal by the way, and he is also very handsome. Now he even has to start learning the guitar.

No wonder Kita Ikuyo called him Almighty Superman back then, how did he learn it?Are there 48 hours in a day?

Being able to take into account such a variety of talents is really not amazing.

"I remember that Nanxiang seems to be coming here today to learn guitar playing skills from Lonely?"

Yamada Ryo started thinking again.

"How about teaching him for a day with a meal? It's much cheaper than guitar classes outside."

Ryo Yamada was carefully calculating: "No, maybe he can still sell his food, it will definitely make more money..."

"Hey--?"

Goto Ichiri opened his mouth.

"Lonely taught him the guitar, and he brings a bento every day, isn't it normal?"

Ryo Yamada visibly regained his energy, and raised his delicate and neutral face: "In this way, we can also eat delicious food every day."

"Uh--"

As soon as these words were spoken, even adult groups like Yidizhi Xingge and Miss PA fell silent.

no way.

Just because Ryo Yamada's proposal was too tempting.

If I hadn't eaten the bento made by Nango, maybe Yizhi Xingge and Ms. PA could stand up and criticize Ryo Yamada with the "surplus of adults".

But now, after eating the home bento with a system rating of 4.3 points, they only feel that the things they made and the meals they ate before have become a little unpalatable.

Even without the 'happiness' bonus.

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