A Snow Biscuit

Chapter 11 What to Do When You're Too Popular

"Chen Yuan, thank you so much."

"You're too kind, Teacher's Wife."

Chen Yuan bowed slightly to the teacher's wife and watched the lovely mother and son leave the school.

Behind him, Lao Mo radiated an aura of dark resentment, so intense it was almost palpable.

"I didn't know you were a little vet," Lao Mo said sarcastically.

"Just a little knowledge, you flatter me."

"Wasn't complimenting you."

Although Lao Mo had some reservations about Chen Yuan causing him trouble, he thought that he was doing it for Dou Dou's sake, so he said those words.

A checkup is a checkup, it's just a waste of money. Being able to reassure Dou Dou is good too.

"Teacher Mo..."

Looking at Lao Mo, Chen Yuan had something he didn't know whether he should say.

Although the teacher's lifespan fluctuation is not very large, it is very strange.

This life countdown ability cannot be used for long-term predictions. The result is essentially based on physical health.

After these few days, Chen Yuan summarized the rules.

First, the life countdown will change before a special situation occurs.

For example, that Atai, before the car accident, the countdown above its head would become 0.00001. He didn't know when this change started, how much time he had to make up for it, he didn't know for the time being, he only knew that he would definitely be able to react.

In short, this counts as accidental death.

Second, according to this trend, conduct predictions.

For example, Xia Xinyu, because she was determined to cook for him and then commit suicide, so in the absence of external, or rather, 'Chen Yuan the observer' interference, she would die in [2] days.

Third, a natural lifespan.

This is also why so many people in Chen Yuan's class can live to be over fifty years old, even the weakest.

Proportionally speaking, it would be normal for some to die young.

And this should be... in the calculation, this ability also has unpredictable accidents.

Looking at it this way, the level of this ability has indeed dropped a bit, but its playability is higher.

Because of his instructions just now, Little White's lifespan jumped from [7] to [3455], promoted to a lucky dog with a lifespan of more than ten years.

"What is it, say it?" Lao Mo didn't know what this kid wanted to say to him, but the other person's eyes seemed to be concerned about him.

What could be wrong with me?

You have a heart problem.

But why wasn't it found during the routine physical examination?

Hard to say, maybe it's to the extent that ordinary physical examinations can't find it.

Of course, it's also possible that he guessed wrong.

But the fact that emotions change lifespan, this does not happen to other people.

"Teacher, your daughter is so well-behaved." Chen Yuan made an envious expression and praised sincerely.

Honestly, it's a bit disgusting to say this to this old man.

Honestly, it's a bit disgusting to hear this little kid say this.

But...

As an extreme daughter-slave, he was secretly pleased.

"Study hard and improve your English." After leaving these words, Lao Mo turned around, carrying the loving lunch box brought by his wife, and walked towards the office.

Teacher, pay attention to your expression management.

The corners of your mouth are turned up into a Nike swoosh, be careful of being hooked away by Deng Gang.

"Chen Yuan... Older Cousin, then I'll go back first."

After putting the square box away into the shopping bag, Xia Xinyu said goodbye to Chen Yuan.

"Ah? Okay." Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment, then looked at her confused, "What did you call me just now?"

"I was afraid that the teacher just now would hear... so I called you that." Xia Xinyu explained somewhat awkwardly.

"So, what did you call me?" Chen Yuan's expression was still blank.

"..." Chen Yuan's exposure made Xia Xinyu frown, her cheeks puffed up slightly, completely unresponsive to his bad taste, "Then I'll go back first, bye-bye."

Originally thought this guy was a docile girl next door, but obviously Chen Yuan thought wrong, she is not stupid at all, and understands everything she should understand. She probably doesn't like this kind of frivolous harassment.

Eh, I was being presumptuous.

But that "Older Cousin" really felt good.

There is a kind of romance like the young men and women in the Jia mansion.

"Um, bye-bye." Chen Yuan waved his hand, and when Xia Xinyu was about to leave, he stopped her again, "Hey, should I buy some vegetables when I go back today?"

"Just bring some loofah and eggs, to make soup."

"What about meat?"

"Eating meat every day..."

"I saved some pocket money from last month, so there's more living expenses this month. How about buying some ribs?"

"Then you have to pick carefully, don't buy ones with too many bones."

"Okay, okay."

After instructing Chen Yuan, Xia Xinyu turned and left.

She realized a problem after walking a long way.

That's not right, why did he ask me what vegetables to buy today?

Aren't I cooking for him the day after tomorrow?

Hiss.

Then can I die today?

Um, go back and ask him what he means, and whether today's meal can be considered the last supper.

It feels so good to have someone cook for you after returning home.

Although I am just a waste high school student who consumes social resources and does not produce any value, I already enjoy the treatment only available to Japanese section chief level office workers.

Xinya, I'm back.

No, that's Shin-chan!

"Damn it, you beast! PUA (Pick-Up Artist) with underage girls, you deserve to die!"

At this moment, Zhou Yu, who didn't know where he was hiding, suddenly ran out, glaring at him with a look of hatred.

"But I'm also an underage boy."

"Shut up, go say that in jail. See what the police say!"

"Policeman."

"Moron."

"Reflection."

"Why are you two like an old married couple, discussing what vegetables to buy, what food to cook... I really didn't expect it, you hid it so well." He Sijiao really had her eyes opened, she didn't expect her deskmate to be so awesome.

"So, what are you doing?"

Looking at the three of them, Chen Yuan was puzzled.

"Because I was really curious, I just bought some bread to fill my stomach, so I came to follow you." Although He Sijiao had no intention of getting with Chen Yuan, after all, he was her deskmate. In order to watch this fun, it was nothing to skip a good lunch.

"Seriously, your neighbor is such a beautiful woman, how can you be embarrassed, how can you have the face to keep it a secret?" Zhou Yu questioned.

"I only started greeting her recently."

"And then you started living together?"

"If I said, I shaved my bangs, and then picked up extra living expenses, wanted to freeload a few meals from me, but was too embarrassed to freeload for nothing, so she's a high school girl who helps me cook, would you believe it?"

"Believe you... my foot." Zhou Yu put his hand on Chen Yuan's shoulder, revealing a silver-gray smile, "Don't mess around, you might get classically dissuaded."

"Mess around? It should be 'mess up', how can your speech have such outrageous typos like handwritten typing."

He Sijiao thought that Zhou Yu didn't understand the language.

In fact, she doesn't understand Zhou Yu.

"Scram, scram, scram." Pushing away Zhou Yu's hand, Chen Yuan confirmed that he would not experience that classic clichéd scene of domestic youth films.

High school students now have a very strong sense of security.

"Boring, let's go back to the classroom."

He Sijiao thought they would be hiding in some corner of the school making out, but playing it so purely and freshly made her feel a little subtly disappointed.

"Don't spread rumors, we're really just normal neighbors."

Chen Yuan was still a little worried that these people would talk nonsense in class.

If Lao Mo knew that he was neighbors with a beautiful girl in high school, with that guy's twisted personality, he might even tell his parents.

If it was like ordinary parents "If you dare to have a puppy love, I'll break your legs," that would be fine, but Lao Chen is the kind of out-of-tune middle-aged man who says "Drink, you've grown up", maybe the two of them would suddenly run over to see their future daughter-in-law.

But if the train tickets are booked late, the daughter-in-law may not survive until they come.

However, neither of these two guaranteed that they could keep their mouths shut.

So, he turned his attention to another one, hoping that this transfer student would not think of using the secrets of classmates to quickly integrate into the group, this despicable thing.

But what was sad was that she seemed to have no feeling at all and didn't care at all.

No, didn't she keep secretly looking at me earlier, with a shy smile?

How can she be so indifferent?

Eh...

What to do when you're too popular?