The Idol Group Pet Became a Final Boss!

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In the cafeteria, students from the whole school gathered one after another.

In other schools, hundreds of boys gathered together, wondering how noisy they should be.

Available here.

No one made a sound, so quiet that they seemed to even breathe.

No one speaks, no one has an expression, the same numb, mechanical, and walking dead.

Unimaginable depression.

I don’t even dare to imagine what methods are used to make people “obedient” to such a degree.

just……

When the meal window is opened, the rich aroma of the meal spreads...

Following the function of the body, unconsciously chasing the source of that taste.

Plate after plate of warm meals were pushed out.

Susan Xian...

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes…

Potato beef stew...

Grilled eggplant...

Vinegar Chinese Cabbage...

Fried pork liver with cucumber...

They are all very common canteen dishes, but they exude a rare domineering aroma.

The most intuitive feeling is: hungry.

On weekdays, the devil-like cooks disappeared, replaced by Rong Huai and a few good buddies.

The young boy uncomfortably knocked on the bowl with the spoon, and dragged his 80,000 words: "It's time for dinner! Take your own plate, line up!"

Everyone dared not move, for fear that this was a dream.

A group of children looked at the food eagerly, wanting to eat or not daring to eat, like stray puppies and little milk dogs, they only dared to hide in dark and dirty corners, not even the trash can easily approached.

In the live room:

——[I can’t see these when I’m old, tears are streaming down my eyes]

——【Ah ah ah, eat for me! Everyone has to eat two more bowls, you know! ! 】

——【Training people to be more obedient than dogs, their goal is achieved, it is their victory, but it is the sadness of the children】

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Finally, someone was really greedy, and slowly took the first step and walked to the cafeteria window.

Rong Huai unconsciously squeezed the spoon tightly, always feeling like the protagonist in the comics, given the important mission of saving the world.

"Which dish to eat?" He spoke fiercely, but he served the meal extremely generously. Each dish was filled with a spoonful, as if he was afraid that the food would not be full.

With the first person, there will be a second immediately.

The line grows long.

The first child who hit the meal took a bite of the dish and stuffed it carefully into his mouth, his eyes widened instantly.

Hot...cooked...and delicious...

taste.

He was stunned for more than ten seconds before he immersed himself in frantically picking up the rice, and as he ate, tears fell down.

More and more children are joining the camp of grilled rice. Everyone is eating incredibly fragrant, as if this is something precious on earth.

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Li Jianyu was a little puzzled at first. He tasted the taste. Although Yimei's cooking skills are good, there is not much room for the big pot of rice to be used. The taste of these meals is far worse than the meals she usually cooks.

Xiangli saw his doubts and pushed down his silver-rimmed glasses with his fingers, his voice was low: "The best seasoning in the world is hunger."

"..." In an instant, Li Jianyu suddenly understood why Yimei had to cook for these children.

because of them……

You are really hungry.

He turned away and blew his nose hard.

"I **** these scumbags..."

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After serving the last bowl of soup, Rong Huai was so tired that he could hardly raise his arms, but when he saw that he came over, he straightened his waist immediately, pretending to be cool and cold.

The next second, a fragrant meat bun was stuffed into his mouth, accompanied by a quiet but gentle voice:

"go for meal."