Reborn in 2012, raising a pure-hearted female college student

Chapter 40 The pancakes smell even better at midnight

A miracle is called a miracle because it can turn the impossible into the possible.

All it takes is a pen, a child, and the last day and night of summer vacation. The next day, the child still returns a summer homework book filled with writing, without even changing the name.

In an empty classroom, the two sat two seats apart, each looking somewhat tired as they stared at their computer screens. Looking down at the bottom right corner of the screen, they saw that it was already 10 o'clock.

"Didn't you say you were done?" Chen Che said to Chen Sui, his eyes still on the screen, preparing his outline for tomorrow.

"It's finished, but we can still optimize it a bit more, and adjust the wording a bit more." Chen Sui didn't turn her head, and the two seemed to be exchanging work-related information, with a mysterious tacit understanding.

Suddenly, Chen Sui's stomach rumbled, breaking the silence of the classroom and making the scene a little awkward.

"What's wrong? Are you hungry?" Chen Che asked casually.

"Hehe, a little." Chen Sui chuckled sheepishly.

"You ate too little for dinner. Many of you girls eat only a tiny bit at night to maintain your figure."

Actually, Chen Sui is in the best condition. She eats a normal dinner and then goes for a run to burn off some of the calories, which is a healthy cycle of aerobic intake and expenditure.

But these past few days I haven't been running in the evenings because I've been rushing to finish the PPT. Besides, making a PPT is a grueling task. All the deleting and revising has made me a bit unbalanced, and I haven't been eating much for dinner either.

With so much to do and so little to eat, even the prime minister couldn't keep up, let alone ordinary people.

So no matter what, we still have to keep our composure like the Grand Commander and wear women's clothing when necessary.

Eat well, a relaxed mind leads to a healthy body; if your health collapses, you'll lose everything.

"The cafeteria is closed now, why don't you go back and get some cookies and snacks?" Chen Che said after thinking for a moment.

"Wait a minute," Chen Sui shook her head, "I'll go through a few more pages and then I'll be done revising them."

"Chen Che, have you been to the small commercial street west of the South Gate?" Chen Sui asked.

"I've been there."

Such amenities easily emerge near universities, offering a one-stop shop for affordable consumption, including hairdressing, snacks, restaurants, internet cafes, and water bars.

"There's a stall selling sesame cakes inside. The cakes they make are big, fragrant, and delicious. I really want to eat them." Just imagining it made Chen Sui swallow hard.

It turns out it was just empty talk to satisfy hunger.

"Oh, so how much spice do you usually add?" Chen Che asked.

"Mildly spicy, please."

"Would you like sausage and egg?"

"add."

"What about spicy strips?"

"I don't want this."

Do you eat scallions and cilantro?

"Eat it all, and please have plenty of cilantro."

As Chen Che added more ingredients, Chen Sui could already imagine the flat sesame seed cake being stuffed full of filling.

A touch of chili stimulates the taste buds and makes it more appetizing. It suits my taste, and I added extra cilantro. It's steaming hot.

Just like the cigarette Carlos found hidden in the tanker truck, taking a bite would allow him to die without regrets and close his eyes peacefully.

"Too bad, you can't have it now," Chen Che said cheekily, shattering this beautiful fantasy.

"Then why are you still craving me? Why do I hate you?" Chen Sui couldn't help but shift her buttocks to the side, lean out, and punch him in the arm.

Chen Che glanced at her, then took his water cup and went out of the classroom to get some water.

Chen Sui stayed in the classroom alone for a while. After a while, she realized that Chen Che hadn't returned, and the classroom suddenly felt even more deserted.

"He probably went to the toilet," Chen Sui thought to herself.

Then, after a while, Chen Che, covered in sweat and panting heavily, rushed into the classroom.

The aroma of roasted wheat flour began to fill the classroom. Chen Che was carrying two plastic bags in his hands, which contained the two sesame seed cakes he had just bought.

To be precise, I bought the sesame seed cake half an hour ago.

Then, after looking at it carefully, she very naturally placed one of the ones with extra cilantro next to Chen Sui and touched it with her hand.

"It's alright, it's still warm, hurry up and eat."

"Oh? Did you just buy it?"

"Hmm, what else?"

Chen Sui had almost forgotten what it felt like to be hungry, but now the aroma of food wafted into her nostrils, and a hot sesame seed cake was right there in her hand.

The feeling of hunger became even more pronounced.

Take a small bite, and your saliva transforms the starch into maltose. The sweet aftertaste is complemented by the savory flavors of egg and starch sausage. Chili, cilantro, and scallions stimulate your taste buds, whetting your appetite. The various flavors blend together without any conflict.

Chen Che also took a bite, and the taste was indeed quite good. No wonder he had boasted to the boss that he had already bought two houses in the city.

But it doesn't seem that delicious.

Judging from how much Chen Sui enjoyed her meal, she was probably just very hungry, which probably gave her a boost.

Just like how the founding emperor fondly remembered the pearl, jade, and white jade soup he drank in a dilapidated temple when he was down on his luck, it was actually nothing more than tofu stewed with cabbage.

Even behind bars, Secretary Bai could never forget his hometown, where a pair of clips cost 5 cents each. He wouldn't trade them for any delicacy. But they were just a cherished memory from his childhood.

Chen Sui finished eating in no time, licked her lips contentedly, secretly let out a burp when Chen Che wasn't looking, and then smiled sweetly, "Thank you."

The round trip only took half an hour, which shows how long it must have taken to pedal the bicycle.

Chen Che thought to himself that a family-style pancake costing 10 yuan could buy you the value of your labor and surplus value, which couldn't be more cost-effective.

"As long as you like it."

"Hehe, I really like it."

"I've finished the PowerPoint presentation, I'll send it to you."

After receiving the package, Chen Che quickly flipped through it and found the quality to be quite good. He thanked Comrade Chen Maorong for cultivating a beautiful future partner and a capable assistant for him.

"Okay, you can go back to your dorm and rest first." Chen Che sent her back. Girls should avoid staying up late; getting enough sleep is the best beauty treatment.

"And what about you?"

"I'll go through the PowerPoint presentation once, and then go through the outline to organize my thoughts," Chen Che said.

"Then I'll go with you."

Chen Sui thought for a moment and sat down at the table in front of Chen Che, so that they were facing each other.

"Why stay up any longer? If we stay any longer, we won't be able to get back to the dorm," Chen Che urged.

"Then I won't go back," Chen Sui shook her head. "Your presentation tomorrow is important. Just treat me like a judge and give me a practice presentation."

"Alright."

Chen Che paused for a moment, then cleared his throat: "Class monitor, hello, I'm Chen Che, a student from the 2012 Civil Engineering Class 1..."

"stop!"

"What's wrong?" Chen Che was taken aback. There was nothing wrong with his simple self-introduction at the beginning.

"Be serious, we're in a simulation right now, and I'm the judge. You should address me by my title, not 'class monitor'!" Chen Sui corrected.

"Okay." Chen Che didn't expect Chen Sui to have such an adrenaline-pumping hobby as cosplaying a teacher. He was really lucky in the future.

After a while, the trial lecture was almost over, and the preparation work was done well enough. Chen Sui yawned widely, rested her head on her arm, and said she would take a nap, but she fell asleep immediately, turning her face to the side and snoring softly.

Seeing this, Chen Che folded the clothes into a pillow, gently supported her head, and then put the clothes inside.

If you really press your hand down all night, it will either go numb or become useless.

It wasn't until early morning, when Chen Sui woke up and rubbed her face, that she realized this was probably the first time she had stayed out all night.

How to describe this feeling...

The reason? To finish a PowerPoint presentation all night?

Moreover, despite it being her first time staying out all night, Chen Sui slept soundly, even drooling a few drops onto her clothes, though it wasn't her own clothes that were the problem.

The owner of the clothes, Chen Sui, saw it as soon as she looked up. Chen Che casually leaned his upper body on the podium.

A large room makes for a comfortable sleep.