Chapter 21： The better you eat, the harder you suffer

With a bang, the door was locked.

"Sprite Sprite Sprite" in my heart

Duang...

Without the slightest warning, Qin Luo's intuitive right hand sank, and a bottle of Sprite appeared in Qin Luo's hand out of thin air.

"FLUOK (Sprite

Qin Luo carefully examined the Sprite in his hand, um, there was nothing unusual except for the name.

"Puff......"

Unwilling to give up Qin Luo unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his head and took a big mouthful, letting out a long sigh of relief.

In addition to being delicious, it is really a bottle of Sprite, and it has no other effect.

Just throw it into the trash bucket, the waste recycling station is his best attribution.

Wash your face! Qin Luo decided to fight the big turntable again!

Facing this last chance to draw a lottery, Qin Luo was especially cautious, taking a deep breath and carefully washing his hands.

Life needs a sense of ritual, lottery and a sense of ritual.

Qin Luo said, "Start!"

The turntable rotates, the speed is still very fast, and the cheating prompt of the system follows.

This time Qin Luo decided not to cheat! Anyway, it's a scam.

"An upright academic bully is a good academic bully, and he gets 300 points."

"..." If possible, Qin Luo would like to smash this broken system before!

"stop!"

When the pointer stopped, Qin Luo's heartbeat also stopped.

"Congratulations on your winning the selection and a production drawing."

Make a picture!

Qin Luo's heart was beating fast, and after he had a sense of ritual, it was different!

Even a 5 percent chance can be encountered.

"Take the production map out of the system space, and a simple scroll appears in Qin Luo's hands."

"Lei Bi makes a picture!"

Qin Luo was stunned.

WTF!

What does it mean?

The system lets me buy drinks?

Shaking his head, Qin Luo crushed the drawing, the golden light shone, and a Lei Bi formula appeared in his mind.

"Lei Bi, effect: delicious."

"...What's really special is just simply delicious."

Holding his mouth, Qin Luo opened the door and walked out of the toilet.

After so long in the toilet, if you don't go out, you really fell into the toilet.

Sweeping away from the shared bicycle, Qin Luo ran hurriedly, and when he got home, no more, no less, exactly 9.30.

Somehow, Qin Luo's small restaurant did not open today.

"What's the situation?" Qin Luo looked dumbfounded.

"I am back."

"Son is back? Come eat." Mother Fu Xiaowan's kind words came from the kitchen.

"Why do you close the stall so quickly today?" Qin Luo asked suspiciously.

Qin Luo's family runs a small restaurant. According to their family's habit, the stall can't be closed at 11 o'clock, but today it was less than ten o'clock, and it was closed!

With intuition, Qin Luo felt that something went wrong!

But it shouldn't be a bad thing.

"I heard you are in the library all day?" Mother Fu Xiaowan said with a smile.

"..."

"Mom, how did you know?"

"Hmph, your mother, I have eyeliner at school."

"..."

"Your dad went to the supermarket to buy groceries, we'll have a good meal later..."

"Ahem, it's not practical..."

"It's okay, anyway, it will be a test in three days. The more you eat now, the harder you will suffer." Fu Xiaowan's beautiful eyes flashed with a bright smile.

Ha ha... I knew it would be like this.

Qin Luo's old face turned dark, and he walked upstairs humbly, and said from a distance: "Goodbye."