Zhen Xiaoyan is a girl who loves to eat, and she cooks everything herself. One only needs to look at her figure to know how much she can eat, and this could also give an idea of how much she cooks. With practice, she would achieve great culinary heights.
Yes, it's because of her cooking skills that Ye Lang ended up liking her, or rather, her food. Since the first time he tried it, he has been taking Zhen Xiaoyan's bento every day.
"I'll give it to you later, I'm eating now," Ye Lang mumbled with food in his mouth.
"Later? By then, you've eaten it all, leaving me with an empty shell," Zhen Xiaoyan said angrily.
"Yeah, I'll give it back after I'm done. Otherwise, how will you bring it tomorrow?" shamelessly said Ye Lang, making her grind her teeth.
"You, you..." Zhen Xiaoyan was at a loss for words again.
"Hmph, let it go today, but you better not steal mine again tomorrow," Zhen Xiaoyan said, a line she throws every day, but it's the same story the next day.
"Tomorrow, I want fish ball noodles, make it good," Ye Lang said as if he hadn't heard, immediately asking what he wanted to eat the next day.
"Fine, you want this every day, don't you get tired of it? Wait a minute...why should I make it for you!" Zhen Xiaoyan, speaking, suddenly realized something wasn't right.
"Xiao Yan, you're the same. If you don't want to do it for him, then don't do it," a female classmate close to Zhen Xiaoyan said on the side.
Every time Zhen Xiaoyan says she won't do it, she still prepares a portion for Ye Lang every day. Of course, the reason is not because she likes Ye Lang, she hates him to the bone.
The real reason is, "If I don't make it for him, he will snatch my portion, and then I won't have enough to eat. It doesn't matter anyway, he doesn't eat much." Zhen Xiaoyan stares fiercely at Ye Lang and says softly to her friend.
"That's true, compared to you, he really eats very little," her friend said with an obvious teasing tone.
"Fine, are you making fun of me? Watch out, I'll crush you!!" Zhen Xiaoyan immediately retorted, using her physical advantage to threaten.
Although Zhen Xiaoyan has a large figure, she is not inferior because of this. She has a cheerful heart, perhaps because she has not encountered any major setbacks.
"Oh, stop it, can't I stop? If you squash me, I'll be half-dead," her friend feigned fear.
"You're scared now, right? I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm going to eat," Zhen Xiaoyan laughed, then began to eat, intending to finish the lunch spread out in front of her on the table.
"Eat, eat..." her friend also began to eat, entering lunchtime.
In this classroom, not only them, but many others were also eating bento boxes. In the Alchemy Academy, most people preferred not to waste time going to the canteen. They would rather eat bento boxes and use the saved time for research.
While everyone was having lunch, a handsome young man arrived, making the ordinary time in the classroom become extraordinary.
This handsome young man is known as one of the Four Princes of the Royal Academy, Prince Moya. Not only does he have a handsome appearance, but also profound strength and a powerful family background.
He is the prince charming in the hearts of many girls. In this academy, countless girls are infatuated with him, including some of Ye Lang's female classmates, one of whom is Zhen Xiaoyan.
Following Prince Moya's arrival, her eyes never left him. She looked so infatuated that she could almost sprout hearts from her eyes.
"Sorry for being late!" After entering the classroom, Prince Moya ignored those infatuated looks and went straight to a girl's side, then apologized.
The girl who could attract Prince Moya's attention is definitely not an ordinary girl. She is stunning and the only girl in the class who can stand out. Her name is Sha Lan.
At this moment, Ye Lang couldn't help but admire the tastes of those "professionals." Sha Lan had indeed become a beauty, and that's probably why Prince Moya had chosen her.
"It's okay, I just finished getting ready. Let's go," Sha Lan said graciously, then gently took Prince Moya's arm and, under the envious gazes of the crowd, left the classroom.
"They've all left, why are you still gawking?" Zhen Xiaoyan's friend woke her up from her infatuated state.
"If it were me, how happy I would be," Zhen Xiaoyan envied Sha Lan with strong desire.
At this moment, Ye Lang, while returning the lunch box, said disdainfully, "If it were you, it wouldn't be happiness, it would be a tragedy."
"You go to hell!!!" Zhen Xiaoyan picked up the lunch box and threw it at him.
"Ouch!" A miserable scream, not from Ye Lang, but from an innocent victim, who was hit on the head by the lunch box.
With Ye Lang's agile reflexes, how could he be hit by a small lunch box? If it didn't hit him, then the person behind him might be the victim.
"Ah, I'm sorry, it wasn't intentional," Zhen Xiaoyan immediately apologized.
"I know it wasn't intentional, but even though you knew it wouldn't hit him, why do you still throw things every time, causing trouble for all of us," the unfortunate victim said pitifully. It was obvious that this wasn't the first time he had been hit, and he wasn't the only one.
"I'm sorry, I was just impulsive. I promise it won't happen again next time," Zhen Xiaoyan apologized.
"How many times have you said that?" the victim retorted.
"It's not just a few times, it's been one year and three months!" Ye Lang said from the side, as he sat reading a book, seemingly unconcerned about everything.
"And it's all because of you!!" Zhen Xiaoyan, along with those who suffered innocently, expressed their shared anger, feeling extremely exasperated.
"Hmm, this alchemy formula..." Ye Lang completely ignored the anger of the others, delving into his alchemical formula. This wasn't to change the topic, this was his usual way of being serious and ignoring everything else.
"...seeing this situation, even if we have grievances, it's pointless. Let's eat our lunch and discuss what happens after," everyone started eating their bento boxes, talking about post-lunchtime matters.
Several days later, at noon, as usual Ye Lang snatched Zhen Xiaoyan's lunch, and as usual, Prince Moya appeared in the classroom, ready to go to lunch with Sha Lan. The lovers were deeply in love with each other, to describe them- inseparable!