MTL - The Boss Wears a Book To a Woman-Chapter 315 please eat

Nan Jun did not come back in the last class, and everyone was guessing who would win and who would lose in the contest between her and Du Zhijun.

Only Qiao Yun looked at the book in his hand absent-mindedly, feeling that she had caused Nan Min to be troubled, and if she was driven home right after she arrived, then he would not stay anymore, after all, it was because of him.

And the person that everyone cared about was currently taking a nap in Du Zhijun's office with the air conditioner blowing on him, very comfortable.

After school, only Qiao Yun was left sitting there motionless in the classroom. He waited until Nan Jun's figure appeared before he hurriedly stood up.

"You... are you okay? Chemistry teacher, he... he..."

In fact, Qiao Yun wanted to ask if Teacher Du was embarrassing her, but he didn't know how to ask, after all, they didn't know each other that well.

Seeing that only Qiao Yun was waiting in the empty classroom, Nan Jun couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.

"It's okay, Mr. Du asked me to go there because of some personal matters."

Only then did Qiao Yun nod in reassurance, and handed the book in his hand to Nan Jun, who thanked him again.

"Thank you so much for today!"

In any case, it is Nan Jun's credit that he was not punished today.

"Didn't you say that, this is your reward for lending my pen."

"Can…"

"If you think it's not enough, just give me this pen."

Nan Jun twirled the pen on his finger a few times, then smiled and put it in his schoolbag.

There was a sudden silence between the two, Nan Jun packed his schoolbag slowly, while Qiao Yun stood there with his head down, neither saying to leave nor packing his things.

"Are you still leaving?"

Looking at the sky outside the window, Nan Jun asked Qiao Yun with his schoolbag on his back.

"Aren't you coming this afternoon?"

Qiao Yun looked at Nan Jun puzzledly. I'm afraid there are no high school seniors who carry schoolbags after school at noon, right?

The smile on Nan Jun's face froze, and she shoved her schoolbag back into the drawer in embarrassment. She hadn't been on campus for hundreds of years, and she had almost forgotten these rules.

"Um... where do you have lunch?"

Nan Jun touched his nose and changed the subject.

"Go to the cafeteria."

"Can you take me with you? I just arrived and I can't find a place."

Qiao Yun nodded without hesitation: "Yes."

The two left the teaching building together, and on the way to the cafeteria, they met many eyes.

Standing at the door of No. 2 canteen, Qiao Yun pointed to No. 3 canteen not far away and said, "This is a cheap canteen. You may not be used to it. Everyone likes to eat there."

Nan Jun could understand without Qiao Yun's explicit explanation.

The food in the No. 2 canteen is cheap, and the family conditions are not so good, or the family’s pocket money is strictly controlled and spends a lot of money, so you can eat here to save yourself from starvation.

And No. 3 canteen, just from the appearance, is a place where only children from wealthy families can go.

"I will go wherever you go."

Nan Jun said to Qiao Yun in a slightly rascally manner, she didn't want to miss the opportunity to get close to him so well.

Qiao Yun didn't refute, and directly led Nan Jun into the No. 2 cafeteria.

Looking at the food placed there, Nan Jun couldn't help frowning.

Her baby Pidao loves meat so much, but in this life, he only eats the vegetarian dishes that these monks only eat?

"You... don't you like eating these?"

Qiao Yun, who had just brought the tray, saw the dissatisfaction on Nan Jun's face as soon as he turned around, and he knew, how could such a child who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth eat these things?

"No, I forgot to bring the meal card."

Nan Jun smiled embarrassedly, and Qiao Yun's face looked much better now.

"What do you want to eat? I'll treat you to lunch today."

Qiao Yun thought, at worst, he would not eat at night, and the money he saved would be enough to treat her to a meal.

"Okay! I'll treat you to lunch tomorrow..."

Nan Jun happily agreed, and then ran towards the only meat dish.

One serving of white lotus root, one serving of stir-fried chicken racks, and one serving of scrambled eggs with garlic sprouts. These three dishes are already the most extravagant meals Qiao Yun has eaten over the years.

There was no meat in the stir-fried chicken rack, just a few pieces of dried chicken rack bones, but for Nan Jun, this was the best dish she could pick for Qiao Yun here.

"Isn't this what you like to eat? Why did you give it to me?"

Looking at the chicken racks in his bowl, Qiao Yun asked puzzledly.

"I like to eat celery, but the chicken rack doesn't have much meat, you can eat it, it's a waste to throw it away."

As he spoke, Nan Jun picked up another piece of celery and threw it into his mouth, chewing it carefully.

Qiao Yun looked at the chicken rack in the bowl and felt distressed. If she had known that she only liked celery, she would have bought celery and dried it. That dish is half the price of this one!

Seeing Qiao Yun gnawing his teeth and gnawing away the bones of the chicken frame, Nan Jun felt distressed and wanted to laugh.

With her here, he would never suffer again.

The news that the eldest lady of the Nan family, Nan Jun, accompanied Qiao Yun, who was born in a poor family, to the No. 2 canteen for dinner quickly spread throughout Jingcheng Middle School, and everyone looked at Qiao Yun with more scrutiny.

Su Ziqiu at the same table climbed onto Qiao Yun's shoulders, and whispered in his ear, "Okay you boring guy, tell me the truth, when did you meet Miss Nan?"

Qiao Yun raised his head from the book and looked at Su Ziqiu puzzledly: "Isn't it this morning?"

yes!

Nan Jun just transferred here today, Qiao Yun has never met her before, is there anything suspicious about this?

"Qiao Yun, you and I have been at the same table for two years. I, Su Ziqiu, have always regarded you as a friend. You don't want to tell me the truth!"

Su Ziqiu suddenly withdrew his leaning body, showing concern, he couldn't believe that Qiao Yun didn't know Nan Jun before!

"I did not lie to you."

Qiao Yun said seriously, and then buried her head in calculating the questions.

Su Ziqiu looked at the young man beside him. He could still trust Qiao Yun's character, so he didn't need to lie to himself about such things.

It's just that the eldest lady of the Nan family took the initiative to approach Qiao Yun, why?

It's not that he didn't feel that everyone's eyes on him had changed, but Qiao Yun was helpless.

The newly transferred classmate needs help, so he can't stand by and do nothing, can he?

Clutching her slightly swollen stomach, Qiao Yun carefully calculated how many dinners she would have to save to get back the lunch money.

That Nanjun is really a prodigal, he can't eat so much, he has to choose something good, she is really a young lady who grew up in a gold and silver nest, she doesn't know what is shameful to waste.

The more Qiao Yun thought about it, the more distressed he felt.

"Qiao Yun, can you wrap a book cover?"

The "creepy" voice sounded from behind again, Qiao Yun's whole body went numb when he heard Nan Jun's words, it wasn't that he hated her so much, it was just that he didn't want to be the object of crowd watching.

"I can't..."

Qiao Yun was about to refuse, but before he could finish the sentence "not good", another voice sounded from the side which gave Nan Jun a headache.