Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 169 The joy of going through the back door

 Winter Solstice.

 Early in the morning, snowflakes were falling and the chill was deep.

Ren Ziqiang jumped up from the bed, thinking about the dumplings being sold in the cafeteria today, and called the whole dormitory to eat together.

Jiang Qin had scheduled 208’s dumplings and hot pot for tonight, but he had to eat them during the day, and he felt that his stomach was indeed a little empty, so he simply went with them.

 But the dumplings sold in the cafeteria taste really indescribable.

 After one bite, the spicy flavor of the ingredients is very strong, but the meat flavor cannot be tasted. There is quite a lot of soup in the filling, but the greasiness also affects the taste.

“Bah, even dogs won’t eat it. Isn’t this the quick-frozen kind? Do you still have the nerve to talk about handmade dumplings?”

 Cao Guangyu dropped his chopsticks with a look of disgust.

“Brother Cao, if you think it tastes bad, just say it tastes bad. Why do you think dogs won’t even eat it?”

Zhou Chao held half a mouthful of dumplings, feeling that he could neither eat nor throw them away, and his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

“It’s good to eat some. There are so many students in Linda University, and the cafeteria aunt has to have unicorn arms to make handmade dumplings for you. However, hand-cooked dumplings are also considered handmade. It’s a classic marketing strategy.”

Jiang Qin revealed the true meaning with one word, and took advantage of the situation to scoop two dumplings into his mouth, not minding Cao Guangyu's ridicule at all.

He doesn’t have too strict requirements on the taste, as long as it can fill his stomach. For people like Lao Cao to choose, he either grew up with good food and good food, or he had too many things to do.

This problem can be easily cured if you want, just throw it into the mountains and starve for a few days and it will be cured.

After clearing the dumplings on the plate, Jiang Qin turned to look at the scattered snowflakes falling outside the window. As a result, he didn't see a few snowflakes. Instead, he saw several girls from the third finance class walking towards him.

At the front are the three golden flowers of Song Qingqing, Jiang Tian and Jian Chun, followed by Pan Xiu and Liu Xiaojuan's two green leaves.

 Finally, there is Zhuang Chen carrying a bag and milk tea.

After the two parties met, except for Ren Ziqiang and Pan Xiu, the "brother and sister" who had gone their separate ways, the remaining eight people said hello naturally.

“Did you notice that the four of us in our class have all become aloof men?”

Liu Xiaojuan found a place and sat down, then lowered her voice and said something.

Song Qingqing’s eyebrows rose: “Jiang Qin is already a male god, does he need to change?”

“Cao Guangyu seems to have found a partner, and she’s a senior from the medical school.”

Zhuang Chen showed off the gossip he had mastered and changed the topic away from Jiang Qin.

“Zhou Chao hasn’t changed at all, he’s just getting fatter.”

“Ren Ziqiang also became cold and silent. He didn’t even say hello to us just now…”

After the words fell, everyone couldn't help but look at Pan Xiu, who saw Pan Xiu's lips pursed, with a look of anger on his face.

 Since the beginning of last month, Ren Ziqiang has ignored her. Whether in class or by chance, she feels like a complete stranger.

Pan Xiu didn’t know what she had done wrong. She kept asking for several days, but didn’t receive a single reply.

 She is different from the good-looking girls. Not many people like her. One less and one more. The difference is huge. So now she is full of resentment. She feels bad when she hears Ren Ziqiang's name.

“You are talking about making dumplings, will Jiang Qin be able to do something about it?”

Just when everyone was silent, Jian Chun, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.

Jiang Tian was slightly startled. After thinking about it carefully, his eyes lit up: "That's right. If it were him, there would definitely be a way!"

"Why, he's not a god, but he can do everything?" Zhuang Chen couldn't help but said angrily.

Jian Chun ignored him and turned to look at Jiang Tian: "Tiantian, why don't you go and ask?"

 “Why don’t you go?”

"Jiang Qin probably hates me. If I ask him, he will definitely not agree." Jian Chun's eyes couldn't help but dim a bit.

Jiang Qin had just finished eating and was carrying the plate to the recycling area. He was stopped by Jiang Tian after walking a few steps: "Jiang Qin, can I ask you a favor?"

 “What are you busy with?”

 “We want to find a place to make dumplings.”

Although the Winter Solstice is not a legal holiday, it is quite important in Linchuan tradition, otherwise the school cafeteria would not temporarily close five windows to sell dumplings.

Of course, there are also many students who want to make dumplings with their friends to celebrate the winter solstice.

It's a pity that all the dormitories in Lin'an University have power-limited sockets. You can make dumplings, but they will trip when cooking them. Even if you install a transformer, it will be useless. With the limited power, you probably won't be able to cook them overnight.

Jiang Qin thought for a while: "Actually, the dumplings in the cafeteria are pretty good, so let's just eat them."

“In addition to eating it ourselves, we also want to give some dumplings made by ourselves to Grandma Liu at the fruit stall.”

Jian Chun couldn't help but stood up and added, her tone inexplicably nervous: "I...I bumped into her last time, and she didn't blame me. I wanted to do something. She was busy looking at the stalls and taking care of her son, so she didn't have time to make dumplings. .”

Jiang Qin thought for a moment and then said, "Can't you just find a classroom secretly?"

“We went to look for him. There was someone in the study room, the lecture hall was closed, and the small classroom was easy to get caught. Moreover... the cadre group just issued a notice strictly prohibiting students from cooking dumplings and eating hot pot in the classroom.”

　　　…”

“We won’t spend too much time.” Jiang Tian’s implication was that she wanted to find a place in 208. If Jiang Qin agreed, she could naturally let Jiang Qin taste the dumplings she made by herself.

Although Jian Chun tried her best to force herself not to think about it, whenever the thought of Jiang Qin eating the dumplings made by himself flashed through her mind, her heart was beating with anticipation.

 But it’s a pity that 208 is also making dumplings. There are more than a dozen people, which is already a mess, not to mention Professor Yan and the others.

Jiang Qin didn’t want to bring in another group of people to cause trouble, so he took out his mobile phone and called Zhu Feng, asking if he could borrow a classroom and cook some dumplings.

 After a while, the phone hung up and Jiang Qin's voice rang again.

“There is a handicraft club in our courtyard. It is located in B704. It was canceled some time ago. The mobile classroom has been empty. You can go there. Zhu Feng will leave the key on the window sill later.”

“Oh, by the way, be sure to use electricity safely, plug it in and unplug it, and clean it up when you leave.”

"In addition, please do me a favor and prepare a dumpling for Zhu Feng and Lao Lu. I will give you an address and send one to Principal Zhang in the school office. Tell them that this is mine. I wrapped it with my own hands, so forget it if the person is not around.”

Jiang Qin picked up the phone and said a few words, then heard Cao Guangyu shouting from behind, so he turned around and walked out of the cafeteria.

Upon seeing this, Jian Chun and Jiang Tian couldn't help but look at each other, and their breathing stagnated slightly.

 Oh my God, the person who issued the notice saying that cooking dumplings and hot pot is not allowed in the classroom is obviously Zhu Feng!

She said that in previous years there were often students like this who felt that they were too powerful. If they were caught, they would not only have their points deducted but also be fined. No matter who they were, they would never tolerate it!

Jiang Qin directly asked her to cook dumplings in the classroom, which was obviously a gunshot, but Zhu Feng actually agreed?

 “Is it really possible to cook dumplings in the classroom?”

 “It’s impossible, Zhu Feng just posted a notice in the group!”

“Stop eating, how about we go take a look first?”

After a while, several people came to B704 and nervously touched the window, and sure enough they found a key.

Even though they knew it was the key left by the student union president, they still felt a little guilty. They couldn't even open the door, and they didn't dare to make a sound when they entered.

As a result, at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, which made everyone's hearts suddenly rise to their throats.

Zhu Feng came to the door expressionlessly and took a look inside, which frightened Jiang Tian and the others so much that they didn't dare to breathe.

 “Is there a pot?”

"I haven't bought it yet." Jiang Tian answered truthfully.

 Zhu Feng coughed and lowered his voice: "There is an electric pot in my office, which I usually use to heat meals. If you want to use it, just follow me and get it."

Jian Chun was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses. She felt flattered and said, "I'll go get it with you. Thank you, senior sister."

"You're welcome. If Jiang Qin hadn't called me specifically, I would never have allowed this kind of thing. Don't tell anyone about it after you go back, and be careful when cooking dumplings."

“Okay senior sister, we must close the door and make sure not to make any sound.”

Jian Chun followed Zhu Feng out of the classroom and couldn't help but say: "Senior sister, didn't you say that if you are caught, you will be deducted points and fined? Will it cause you trouble?"

Zhu Feng glanced at her: "I owed Jiang Qin a favor for sponsoring the debate before, but he seems to have no place for me to repay, so I will treat it as repaying it to him this time. Remember to tell him when you go back."

 “Okay senior sister.”

Zhu Feng pursed his lips and added: "You must tell him, and by the way, I borrowed your electric pot."

"oh oh."

 After a while, Jian Chun returned to B704 with the electric pot. Everyone waiting in the room looked at each other.

 This is Jiang Qin’s face.

 I borrowed a classroom just by opening my mouth, doing things that are strictly prohibited, and even got the pot. This is so cool.

Think again about the scene where Jiang Qin was on the phone with an expressionless face just now, it really illustrates what it means to be a cold-blooded man who is ruthless and doesn't say much.

“Damn it, my scalp was numb when Zhu Feng came. I didn’t expect him to ask us if we wanted a pot?”

 “Jiang Qin is truly my male idol, I’m so happy to go through the back door!”

 “I have never seen Zhu Feng give face to anyone...”

Hearing the exclamations of the crowd, Zhuang Chen, who was standing behind, felt very uncomfortable.

Jian Chun couldn't do what he wanted to do, but other men could do it. It seemed that he was incompetent, but he was really incompetent.

if…

 Let’s just say if.

If the person who called just now was herself, what would Jian Chun think?

“Zhu Feng, I’m Zhuang Chen. Prepare a classroom for me. I want to cook dumplings. Yes, immediately, immediately, send me another pot!”

"Jian Chun, I've done it. Let's have a pleasant winter solstice tonight!"

Zhuang Chen felt his scalp was numb with pleasure after fantasizing about it. He even imagined Jian Chun's eyes admiring him.

 But after returning to reality, he felt empty.

Looking back at Jian Chun, she was sharing the conversation with Zhu Feng just now with Jiang Tian, ​​with a moving smile on her face.

 (End of this chapter)