MTL - The Female Supporting Role is So Handsome After Wearing a Book-Chapter 57 Team up

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Chapter 57 Team formation

Yuan Qi subconsciously raised his head and looked towards Bai Yixi.

Bai Yixi looked at the little fat man standing in front of her, who seemed to be calling Peng Da, and asked casually: "Peng Da, do you want to form a team together?"

Peng Da's body trembled with fat, and then his whole body started to tremble, which made Bai Yixi confused. Because the other person's back was turned to her, she didn't know whether the other person was crying or laughing.

"You...are you okay?" Bai Yixi poked his fleshy shoulder.

Peng Da turned around slowly, and Bai Yixi saw a pair of eyes as red as a rabbit. He said with a nasal voice: "Since I was a child, no one has been willing to join me in this kind of team activity. You are the first one." ”

"Ah." Bai Yixi was stunned, "It's okay, there will be one in the future. If there is the first one, there will be the second one."

Bai Yixi walked to a table and waved to the little fat man: "Let's use this table."

 Many boys who wanted to team up with Bai Yixi saw this scene and walked towards Bai Yixi unwillingly: "You and I can team up, this fat guy seems to be the kind who can only eat but not cook."

Peng Da was very angry: "Who said I can only eat but not cook? Don't you know that I cook just because I know how to eat?"

 Bai Yixi, who can only eat but not cook:…

"No need." Bai Yixi finally rejected the boy.

Yuan Qi saw that Bai Yixi already had a partner, slightly pursed his lips and lowered his eyes.

“Squad leader, do you want to join me? I’m good at making cakes.” Mu Xuan was the first to stand in front of Yuan Qi.

“Squad leader, I can do it too, would you like to join my team?” Another girl arrived.

“Squad leader, please join me. I’ll take care of all the cake making work.” Another girl.

“Monitor, I will make your favorite lemon tea cake, come with me!” This was another girl who asked about it.

 …

“This classmate arrived first, so I formed a team with this classmate.” Yuan Qi raised a gentle smile.

"Squad leader, my name is Mu Xuan." Mu Xuan was very happy. Fortunately, she ran fast. Standing next to the squad leader, her heartbeat could not help but speed up a lot.

Zhou Lingling also formed a team with a boy in the class. Soon after the pairs were formed and the positions were chosen, the teacher began to demonstrate.

Bai Yixi glanced at Yuan Qi, who was separated by a small path, and the latter smiled back.

Bai Yixi smiled politely.

Bai Yixi didn’t feel much after watching the teacher’s demonstration.

Instead, the little fat man was skillfully kneading the dough with transparent gloves in a plastic bag. Bai Yixi, who watched for a while, asked, "Do I need to do anything?"

"Before you beat a few eggs and mix them first." The little fat man pointed at the eggs arranged neatly in front of Bai Yixi.

Bai Yixi picked up the egg and knocked it on the edge of the porcelain bowl, trying to learn how to beat the egg and let it fall. The next second, the whole eggshell shattered into pieces, together with the egg yolk and egg white, fell into Bai Yi's eyes. The floating pieces of eggshell And the eggshells mixed at the bottom were mocking Bai Yixi's handicap.

Bai Yixi twitched the corner of her mouth slightly, took out another egg, banged it, and got the same result.

 She put her hand away silently: "Shall I knead the noodles?"

Peng Da looked at the miserable situation in front of her, swallowed her saliva, and could only give up her position: "Then you can make some noodles."

 The next second, the dough, which was originally very tough, was broken by her.

Bai Yixi: What happened?

Peng Da looked at the two pieces of dough thrown on the wooden board and couldn't help but feel ashamed: "Study committee member, I'll do it. Just watch it. There's no need to do anything."

Bai Yixi gave up her position knowingly.

Then he glanced at Yuan Qi, who was kneading the dough. His long, porcelain-white hands fell on the dough, as if he was making a work of art.

 (End of this chapter)