Marshal’s Cannon Fodder Spouse [Transmigration]

Although he looks mature and rational on the outside, Duan Hengye's personality also has a very childish side.

For example, the current Duan Hengye is like a kid who keeps saying that his parents will not watch TV again, but waits until the other party goes out and picks up the remote control board again. As soon as the office door was closed, he adjusted the picture on the light screen back to the file, and then continued his work.

Although Duan Hengye's work and rest have been chaotic recently, after the time was up, the robot in the office still delivered his breakfast through a special robot channel according to the previously set procedure. Duan Hengye's office desk was very large, with nothing on it except for a light screen that was lit up.

The place where the breakfast was placed was far away from Duan Hengye and the opposite light screen. So Duan Hengye, who was stuck in the study again, didn't notice. Just when he was working, the robot helped him put breakfast on the table again.

After working hard, time always flies quickly. I don't know how long it took before Duan Hengye, who had completed part of his work, finally moved his eyes away from the light screen. Duan Hengye's shoulders and arms are already very sore at this time because of keeping a posture looking at the light screen for a long time. He sat up straight, then unconsciously stretched out his hand and tapped **** his shoulder.

At this time, Duan Hengye finally saw the breakfast on the table. The meals of the institute are uniformly matched by nutritionists. Not only do they taste good, but the appearance and color matching are also very pleasing to the eye. So after seeing a few white porcelain plates on the table, Duan Hengye realized that he was a little hungry.

Seeing this, Duan Hengye stood up from his position, and stretched out. Because of the large desk, it is even difficult to reach the breakfast in front from where Duan Hengye is sitting now. So after getting up, Duan Hengye gave the desk a circle, then walked over there and picked up milk and bread that had been cold for a long time.

Although the institute does not promote luxury and waste, breakfast is certainly not the only two items. Duan Hengye chose to pick them up, not only because they are not affected by heat or cold, but also because they save time.

So after standing and eating the bread, Duan Hengye sat back at the desk again. At this time, the robot refilled him with a cup of coffee, and the whole room was once again wrapped in that mellow fragrance.

Now, even Duan Hengye himself doesn't remember how long he has been working continuously. Duan Hengye couldn't help but feel sleepy when he sat down and faced the data again. He yawned, then placed his chin gently on the palm of his hand, and began to slowly look back at his previous work record.

Although Duan Hengye's office is connected to a lounge behind it, he has been lying on the table more than once recently. After eating, Duan Hengye's spirit couldn't help but faint, and his sleepiness was attacking him.

Just when Duan Hengye's eyelids couldn't help but fight, thinking about just lying here for a while, his light brain once again jumped out a reminder that someone was applying to enter the office.

Whenever I receive this reminder, Duan Heng nightclub will open it to see who is coming. However, because I was too sleepy now, after seeing this prompt, Duan Hengye was lazy and didn't click it for the first time, but directly lightly touched the button to open the door.

I came to myself at this point, and probably no one else besides Su Mingge.

Duan Hengye, who had just almost fallen asleep, even slowed down for a while. After pressing the button to open the door, he first closed his eyes gently to relieve the soreness caused by looking at the light screen for a long time, and then turned his eyes to Move past the door.

"Su..." After looking up and seeing who was standing at the door, Duan Hengye swallowed the second half of his sentence completely.

Why is Meng Jinhuai here? Duan Hengye couldn't help but stretched out his hand to gently rub his eyes. After confirming that the person who appeared in front of him was not his own illusion, he finally blinked at the position of Meng Jinhuai station with a look of surprise: "...Is there something wrong with the file?" Duan Hengye was really right. Can't figure it out, besides this reason, Meng Jinhuai would suddenly find himself for something.

After all, as a military marshal, Meng Jinhuai's daily life would only be busier than himself. If it weren't for something major, Duan Hengye didn't think the other party would choose to suddenly change the itinerary that had already been arranged.

After hearing Duan Hengye's question, Meng Jinhuai did not answer. As he got closer and closer, Duan Hengye finally said... Why does Meng Jinhuai's expression seem a bit serious?

Obviously, he was drowsy for the first second, but after seeing the other's expression in the next second, Duan Hengye's sleepiness was instantly scared away for most of the time. Although Professor Duan is not a person who is too good at brainstorming, seeing Meng Jinhuai's rare serious expression, he still thinks of countless possibilities in an instant.

However, after seeing Duan Hengye's nervous look now, Meng Jinhuai finally took back his serious expression. Meng Jinhuai stood opposite Duan Hengye's desk, and then suddenly sighed at him. After entering the door, Meng Jinhuai noticed that in the corner of Duan Hengye's desk was a pile of breakfast that had obviously not been eaten, and there was a strong smell of coffee in the air. Obviously, he should have dealt with it casually again.

When sending the message just now, Su Mingge had already explained in detail the appearance of Duan Hengye's office and his current state. But when he got here, Meng Jinhuai realized that Su Mingge's words were not only not exaggerated, they were even speaking euphemistically.

When I first entered the door and saw these pictures, Meng Jinhuai's heart really couldn't help but feel a little angry - logically speaking, Master Marshal is often sensible and calm, and he seldom gets really angry, let alone because of this "trivial thing." "And angry.

But no matter what the mood was just now, after approaching and seeing Duan Hengye who was sitting there and couldn't help but dozing off, the anger in Meng Jinhuai's heart suddenly disappeared unconsciously.

Standing opposite Duan Hengye, Meng Jinhuai also sighed softly towards him, then said softly to the other party: "You can't just focus on work and ignore your health."

After speaking, Meng Jinhuai sat on the chair opposite Duan Hengye, and then hesitated a little and continued to preach to him: "...The results of the last medical examination were not optimistic. You should pay more attention to your work and life than others. Rest." Speaking of this, Meng Jinhuai looked up at Duan Hengye, "How many hours have you worked continuously?" he asked.

Duan Hengye is not a person who is good at lying, not to mention that his ability to act or "read the mind" is far from Meng Jinhuai. So after hearing the other party's question, Duan Hengye bit his lip gently, and then answered honestly: "It may be more than ten hours...I haven't calculated it."

He looked different from the way that Gu You left when he was just chatting with Su Mingge. Faced with Meng Jinhuai's question, Duan Hengye actually developed a sense of guilty conscience, so he was not as straightforward as he was just now.

After hearing Duan Hengye's tone, Meng Jinhuai stopped continuing the topic just now. He got up again and took a look at Hengye's breakfast, then he couldn't help but frown and said to him: "The work can never be done, and the hardest time to crack the file has passed. The best thing you should do now is to go back and take a good rest. Yes, I will continue after I have cultivated my spirit."

Hearing what Meng Jinhuai said, Duan Hengye glanced at his light screen hesitantly. But before he could continue to say anything, Meng Jinhuai was completely stunned by the sentence "You must listen to me." Then he obediently stored the files and turned off Guangbra.

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...As a marshal with countless soldiers under him, Meng Jinhuai's tone would feel oppressive as long as his tone became cold. Although Duan Hengye is not a subordinate of Meng Jinhuai, this trick is also very effective for him.

Although there are not many visits to Duan Hengye's office, Meng Jinhuai also knows the structure here. Meng Jinhuai knew that Duan Hengye had lived here a long time before, and as the dean's office, there was no shortage of anything here. But after Duan Hengye got up, Meng Jinhuai continued to say to him: "Let's go back to the residential area, you need a good rest."

Meng Jinhuai's tone did not leave Duan Hengye any room for rebuttal.

In fact, in most cases, Duan Hengye is not easy to compromise. But who told him to subconsciously know that his behavior in the recent period is indeed not very good, so Duan Hengye did not refute Meng Jinhuai's words.

...

Some of the staff outside Duan Hengye's office have seen Meng Jinhuai before, but anyway, the Marshal Lord appears behind you silently during your working hours. This is a terrifying thing no matter what you think.

A few minutes ago, Meng Jinhuai suddenly appeared at the door of Duan Hengye's office. After seeing him, all the conversations in this office area stopped immediately. Not only was Meng Jinhuai's aura as strong as ever, but there was even a slight low pressure around him... So even though the Marshal was standing in front of him, no one on the scene dared to say hello to him.

Because of his appearance, the atmosphere in the office area has momentarily stagnated, everyone involuntarily held their breath, and then watched Meng Jinhuai walk into Duan Hengye's office.

And after the silver-white door slowly closed, although no one here dared to speak, even everyone still kept the posture just now and dare not move. But at the same time, the internal chat system of the Yetian Empire Mecha Research Institute suddenly experienced a large-scale screen swipe.

Those who refresh the screen without exception come from this office area.

About ten minutes later, a beep suddenly came from the quiet office area. Anyone familiar with this voice knows that it represents that the door of Duan Hengye's office is about to open. So after hearing this sound, the staff member who had been fishing for the last second immediately turned his attention back to his work interface... Then, he used his peripheral vision to poke and observe the door.

After a while, the door of the office opened, and Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai walked out of it together. Because he has been working at the door of Duan Hengye's office, everyone has become accustomed to his recent state unconsciously. So this time, everyone's attention was all on Meng Jinhuai's body.

Different from the serious face when he entered the door, after just ten minutes passed, the corner of Meng Jinhuai's mouth suddenly raised a small arc. Even the "black energy" surrounding Meng Jinhuai just now has disappeared. Everyone can see that Meng Jinhuai's mood has also improved with the naked eye.

Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai stopped talking after they left, but a transparent barrier was formed between the two. Obviously they are in the same space with them, but everyone feels that they are excluded from them...

Although I haven't gone home for a while, the house has always been able to live in at any time because of the robot's care. Although it was not far from the research building to the residential area, Duan Hengye's stomach also suffered dull pain after a long delay due to the fact that his attention was no longer focused on work.

Although Duan Hengye deliberately endured it, his subconscious pressure on his stomach and his slightly frowned eyebrows made Meng Jinhuai discover the abnormality.

After entering the door, Meng Jinhuai naturally took off the black military jacket he was wearing, and then hung it on the hanger at the door. Meng Jinhuai glanced at Duan Hengye, who was sluggish due to stomach discomfort, and then said to him: "Heng, you should sit on the sofa and rest for a while, and then go to sleep after eating."

Meng Jinhuai's voice was exceptionally gentle when he spoke. After speaking this sentence, he even smoothly touched the top of Duan Hengye's hair. In fact, Duan Hengye had discovered early that although he usually looks serious and can no longer be serious, Meng Jinhuai has a pair of "smiling eyes."

Now Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai are very familiar, but when Meng Jinhuai was talking just now, Duan Hengye saw each other's expression close by and was killed by touching his head again, so the whole person couldn't help becoming a little dizzy. Hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye replied "Oh." Then, just as the other party said, he walked to the sofa and sat down.

After waiting for a while, Duan Hengye reacted to something...

It seems that he has already stopped the robot responsible for cooking at home, so Meng Jinhuai told himself to sit here and wait. What is he waiting for?

Duan Hengye couldn't help but stand up from the sofa again, and then looked towards the kitchen. At this time, Master Marshal was standing alone in the beige-colored kitchen. He gently rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and then slightly bent over to search for something in the room temperature cabinet in front of him.

It seems that Meng Jinhuai is going to do it himself?

Duan Hengye couldn't help being surprised, but he was more curious. Although his stomach was a little uncomfortable, Duan Hengye walked towards the kitchen after drinking the hot drink just served by the robot on the table.

Hearing the footsteps, Meng Jinhuai also turned around. He looked at Duan Hengye with a smile and said, "Although I am not as good as Professor Duan in cooking, I still have to give some face later." Meng Jinhuai The words were deliberately said in a joking tone, especially when the three words "Professor Duan" were mentioned, the smile on his face could not help but expand a little.

The work of the recent period is too busy, Duan Hengye has not been so relaxed in a long time. So after listening to Meng Jinhuai's words, he rarely cooperated. I saw Duan Hengye pretending to think for a while, and then said to Meng Jinhuai: "Okay, barely possible."

Perhaps because of the lengthened life expectancy, the "childishness" of young people in this era is also heavier than that of the earth, and lasts longer. Although Duan Hengye is now well-known in the interstellar world, if you look at age alone, he is also fully compatible with the word "young".

In the eyes of those who know Duan Hengye, his body has always revealed the calmness and maturity rarely seen in his current age. Probably because Meng Jinhuai knew about Duan Hengye's experience in his youth, after seeing Duan Hengye now like this, Meng Jinhuai's mood became better.

The kind of drugs that the royal family used to monitor before can affect the brain and nerves and cause emotional retardation of the users. Meng Jinhuai knew that the toxins deposited in Duan Hengye's body were still there, and the damage to his body caused by those drugs had not been cured. But after a period of metabolism and physical development, the influence of drugs on his emotions gradually weakened.

Although Duan Hengye's stomach was no longer as uncomfortable after drinking the drink. But when talking, Duan Hengye still subconsciously supported it gently with one hand on the bar. Seeing Duan Hengye's movements, Meng Jinhuai stood up temporarily and closed the door of the constant temperature chamber.

Meng Jinhuai turned and walked towards the living room, then brought the cup of hot drink. "If you want to stand here and watch, then drink a little more." Meng Jinhuai said to him.

Despite the ups and downs, according to Meng Jinhuai, he has lived in the top interstellar family from birth. Since childhood, Meng Jinhuai has surrounded a bunch of robots, taking care of everything in his life. Logically speaking, people who grew up in this environment should stretch out their hands and open their mouths no matter how they dress.

But Duan Hengye knew from a long time ago that although Meng Jinhuai was a little rusty, he still knew how to cook. Now that he saw his natural movements, Duan Hengye realized once again that Meng Jinhuai was also very careful when taking care of others.

Although the movements are not as proficient as Duan Hengye, the steps in Meng Jinhuai's heart are still very clear. After handing the drink to Duan Hengye, Meng Jinhuai began to prepare the raw materials for a while. The nobles of the Yetian Empire received strict etiquette and behavior education from childhood, and Meng Jinhuai was no exception. What he is doing now seems to have nothing to do with the two "nobles", but in Duan Hengye's eyes, Meng Jinhuai's movements are equally incomparably elegant.

There was a high stool beside the bar outside the kitchen. Duan Hengye stood there for a while before sitting on the stool. After noticing that Duan Hengye had been looking at him seriously, Meng Jinhuai also temporarily slowed down his actions at hand. He turned around and asked Duan Hengye: "What is A Heng thinking?"

"...I was thinking, would you also learn this when you were young?"

Although he didn't say everything, Meng Jinhuai still understood what Duan Hengye meant. Meng Jinhuai carefully cleaned the vegetables on his hands, shook his head and said to Duan Hengye: "No, when I was a child, Nan Zhuxing was in a much worse situation than it is now. The usual courses are related to mecha except for basic courses. Knowledge. Now this..." He paused and continued, "I learned it myself in recent years."

After hearing Meng Jinhuai's answer, Duan Hengye couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

As a marshal, Meng Jinhuai's impression of Starcraft has always been self-discipline and strict. Although there are countless admirers, and there are a lot of resumes and video records since childhood, no one seems to know what Meng Jinhuai's leisure time entertainment is.

...No, it seems that Meng Jinhuai is not in the same dimension as the words "entertainment" and "leisure". So now after hearing his answer, Duan Hengye was so surprised. In fact, not only ordinary people who are far away from the Southern Stars and the military headquarters, but even familiar with themselves, sometimes they can't help deifying Meng Jinhuai in their hearts.

But now after hearing Meng Jinhuai's answer, Duan Hengye suddenly caught a glimpse of the other side's "mortal" side.

In fact, Meng Jinhuai is not "born on the battlefield" as those articles on Starnet wrote. He also loves ordinary life. Even in the rare free time, Meng Jinhuai will delve into how to cook, and always pay attention to the state of the people around him.

This is the side of Meng Jinhuai that other people on the interstellar don't understand, and this side can only be seen by myself.

When he thought of this, Duan Hengye couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart. His gaze still followed Meng Jinhuai's movements as before, and after thinking of this, he finally couldn't help but smile slightly.

Although Meng Jinhuai was washing the vegetables, Yu Guang had been paying attention to Duan Hengye. After seeing his expression, Meng Jinhuai's heart softened involuntarily. He took out the washed dishes, then put them on the bar next to Duan Hengye and said, "Okay, don't care if it is ugly."

After chatting with Meng Jinhuai and drinking a hot drink by the way, Duan Hengye's stomach felt better. Meng Jinhuai was not very proficient in cutting vegetables, so his speed was reduced a lot, but Duan Hengye didn't look any anxious, instead sitting there quietly, watching each other's movements.

Time slipped away in this intermittent chat. Although both of them participated in the recent document cracking work, when preparing meals, Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai were very tacitly aware of this matter. If someone else was in this house and heard the content of the chat between the two, they would never have thought that the two would be the military marshal and the dean of the mecha and mecha research institute—their conversation and the interstellar common man The husband makes no difference.

Although Meng Jinhuai had a good grasp of the steps and the heat, but after all, he neglected to practice. After busying for a while, Meng Jinhuai finally made a simple home-cooked meal. Although the speed is a bit slower, the performance of StarCraft's insulation equipment is excellent. After such a long time has passed, the first thing that is done is still hot.

The only robot in the room responsible for housework brought the meal to the table. After washing his hands and sitting at the table, Meng Jinhuai glanced at the time, and then said guiltily, "Sorry, it took a long time."

"It's okay." Hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye quickly shook his head, and took a slightly exaggerated breath and said, "It tastes great."

Duan Hengye didn't say anything against his will. Although Meng Jinhuai's movements were not very skilled, the smell of these home-cooked dishes was enough to make people appetite.

Although compared with what Duan Hengye did last time, the things on the table look much simpler. But looking at the things on the table at this moment, Duan Hengye felt as if he could understand why someone likes to post something to eat on .

In fact, he himself... really wanted to show off.

So after a long time tangled in his heart, Professor Duan finally did something that was extremely inconsistent with his personality. He took the optical brain, and then used the automatic shooting mode to take a picture of a dining table. After seeing Duan Hengye's movements, Meng Jinhuai was not surprised. On the contrary, he took two steps back gently.

The dishes I just made are very simple, but because the heat is well controlled, the appearance of the things on the plate is very good. Meng Jinhuai just steamed two bowls of egg custard, with a small shrimp on each, placed on the side of the white porcelain plate, which looked particularly beautiful. And because Duan Hengye's stomach was not very comfortable, in addition to the stir-fried vegetables, Meng Jinhuai also cooked a bit of Longxu noodles.

Master Marshal is very particular about the dishes, and with the exquisite tableware, the things in the photo look very delicate.

At this time, Meng Jinhuai had already returned to his position. Duan Hengye's hand hung on the photo for a long time, and finally... While the excitement was still there, he cruelly pressed the send button. After the successful sending reminder appeared, Duan Hengye finally sat back to his position, then put down the light brain, and couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks.

Duan Hengye's taste is not very similar to the prevailing taste in Starcraft, but it magically overlaps with Meng Jinhuai. Although Meng Jinhuai intentionally made the dishes lighter today, the taste is still what Duan Hengye likes.

I have been too busy recently at work. Duan Hengye would often forget to eat or just just like this morning. So when Duan Hengye smelled the scent floating on the table now, his hunger was finally completely mobilized.

Stretching out his chopsticks and gently picking some dragon beard noodles into his mouth, Duan Hengye was instantly activated. After seeing Duan Hengye's expression, Meng Jinhuai couldn't help feeling full of accomplishment. Obviously both of them are too busy, but when they get together, they will unconsciously become extra relaxed.

Due to the relatively simple meals in general, Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai finished their lunch within a short while. Now the robot has started to wash the dishes, and the time has reached two o'clock in the afternoon where the research institute is located. Because of the sudden arrival, Meng Jinhuai still had some work to be done, so after eating, he went to the study and opened his brain.

It was a bit too relaxed just now, so Duan Hengye finally remembered that he still had something to do after seeing Meng Jinhuai's movements. However, Meng Jinhuai seemed to know what Duan Hengye was thinking, he directly killed Duan Hengye's thoughts in the cradle.

"Go to rest first, and then work after getting up." The Marshal commanded.

The sun at two o'clock in the afternoon is always hot, and under such sunlight, people are most likely to get tired. After hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye also felt a burst of sleepiness. Seeing that Meng Jinhuai didn't mean to leave the star where the research institute was located now, Duan Hengye finally returned to the bedroom just as he said.

Having been living in the research building these days, Duan Hengye could not help but speed up his washing. Now I returned to the familiar space. Although I knew there was still a lot of work to be done, Duan Hengye couldn't help but relax due to the influence of the environment.

When he finished washing slowly and changed into a cotton nightgown, it was already more than half an hour later. Duan Hengye walked out of the bathroom with a yawn, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw... Meng Jinhuai did not know when he was here.

Although the area of ​​Duan Hengye's room was not as large as that of the military department, the space was still enough for a desk. Although the utilization rate of that table is not high because the study is next door, it is still sufficient. Duan Hengye saw that now Meng Jinhuai had changed into home clothes and sat at the table.

Seeing Duan Hengye coming out, Meng Jinhuai nodded at him, and then asked, "I work here, will I disturb you?"

Hearing this, Duan Hengye shook his head quickly and said, "Of course not."

"That's good." Meng Jinhuai used the system attached to the light brain to adjust the light transmittance of the bedroom window. But in an instant, the room darkened, but it was not completely dark. With this brightness and the layer of gauze, the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed from noon to evening.

Meng Jinhuai put down his light brain, and then said to Duan Hengye: "Get a good rest."

Workaholics like Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai have always regarded "wasting time" as a shameful thing. But now, when Duan Hengye is lying in bed and letting himself fall into sleep, he really feels for the first time that "killing time" is also a joyful thing.

I have been so tired recently, Duan Hengye fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow.

As time passed, the stars outside the window finally escaped to a position below the horizon. I don't know when, Meng Jinhuai, who was working, suddenly temporarily closed the file he was browsing, and he switched Guangbra to the Xingwang homepage.

Meng Jinhuai's hand stayed on the Xingwang search bar for a while, and then entered the three words "Duan Hengye" on it. In an instant, the Xingwang interface became crowded, and various news and discussions about Duan Hengye appeared in front of Meng Jinhuai, but he didn't click into it.

Before today, Duan Hengye had never posted anything on his star network account, but everyone's attention to him has not diminished at all. Duan Hengye just clicked a few likes at random, and he had already made the whole star network excited for several days, let alone such a dynamic.

Unlike Duan Hengye, who has almost no concept of Xingwang social accounts, Meng Jinhuai still has some understanding of it. But even though Meng Jinhuai was mentally prepared before opening it, he couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the huge number of comments in Duan Hengye's only state.

Interstellar netizens are more concerned about Duan Hengye's state than expected.

It is also now that Meng Jinhuai can clearly see the photo Duan Hengye took just now. It was taken by Guangnao from directly above the dining table, and the warm yellow light was cast from diagonally upwards, setting off the scene with an extra warmth. This wooden dining table was used when Duan Hengye was young. Although it is well maintained, some traces of time can still be seen carefully. Such small traces are not obtrusive, and even blend in perfectly with this picture.

Just seeing this photo, the corners of Meng Jinhuai's mouth could not help but start to rise.

The photos have been sent for several hours, but the comments are still accumulating at the rate of thousands per second. Meng Jinhuai opened it. Then I chose to sort by popularity.

As a military marshal who is always busy with his feet on the ground, Meng Jinhuai almost never wastes his time on star network comments. Anyway, the military has a department dedicated to this matter, if something goes wrong, he will be notified as soon as possible.

But today, Meng Jinhuai became uncharacteristically interested.

Not long ago, Meng Jinhuai posted similar photos at the same location and said it was Duan Hengye's work. So Master Marshal saw that at this time, everyone in the comment area seemed to have determined that the dishes on the picture were also from Duan Hengye. After all, these netizens can't see the time spent on the dishes on the table, they only know that the menu looks very good.

"Ahhh! Professor Duan actually posted status, am I right?"

"Still posting photos? It seems that Master Marshal has also posted similar before."

"Although I guessed that one day Professor Duan would definitely think of his social account, but I really did not expect that the first status he posted was this!"

After a while, Meng Jinhuai saw that the most popular comments in Duan Hengye's status comment area were almost all exclaiming that Duan Hengye "finally remembered the password" or the style of painting was wrong. By the way, Starnet was also popular with these two keywords. Occupied.

But in addition, there are also comments on other styles. For example, Yu Xinlan's article, although it has just been posted, but because of the special status of the commenter, it is still quickly picked up and has become one of the hottest topics.

"Yu Xinlan:

Hahaha, although it looks beautiful, the dishes are simpler than last time. Professor Duan, has your level dropped because you are too busy recently? "

"Meng Jinhuai:

I did it. "

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