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"This classmate, see your name is Huaxia?"

Hearing this new lecturer's somewhat enthusiastic question, Zhang Fan always felt that this person seemed to be plotting against him, and when he thought of the strange look in his eyes when he just looked at himself, he suddenly felt a cool air coming from behind his butt, such as soap, etc. The word "waiting" kept flashing in his eyes, and he immediately took a step back in fright, and then looked at Bai Ye www. Кan ShUge. La

However, the other party is a lecturer after all, and it seems that it is not good to ignore the lecturer's question, so after struggling for a while, he still starts to answer.

"I am a mixed-race child, and my father is from China."

"So what do you think of Chinese cuisine?"

Bai Ye asked again.

Hearing the problem this time is quite normal, Zhang Fan relaxed his vigilance a little.

"I personally feel that Chinese food is the best food in the world."

Zhang Fan expressed his thoughts.

Although he has not been to Huaxia a few times until today, the last time he remembers was when he went with his parents when he was very young. Now the impression is very vague. The only memory is made by the grandparents who lived in Huaxia. The meal was especially delicious, it was the best food he had ever eaten in his life, and it was only when he came back that he decided to learn cooking with his father.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this kid is on the road."

Hearing this answer, Bai Ye was very satisfied. He looked at the student in front of him, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

"Then if you were given a chance to improve your cooking skills, would you like it?"

Bai Ye tested the student's tone a little bit.

"Uh, is there really such a chance?"

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up. Although he was preparing to be a chef at first because of a suggestion from his childhood sweetheart, but after so many years of perseverance, the pursuit of cooking skills has become his obsession, and he thinks of the girl who has always supported and encouraged him. Son, he doesn't want to disappoint the other party, so if there is an opportunity to improve his cooking skills, he will naturally not give up.

However, after calming down a bit, he looked at Bai Ye with some vigilance.

I almost fell for it. There is no free lunch in the world. How could such a good thing happen to an ordinary person like me? This new lecturer must be plotting something wrong. No, I will not give in. I have already decided that I want to serve Xiaoxue. Guarded like jade.

So, Zhang Fan took a small step back again.

When Bai Ye saw Zhang Fan's interest, he immediately felt that it would be interesting to pull him in.

It's just, how do I feel that this child keeps retreating, am I that scary? Sure enough, this child's life is too tragic, so he is too timid. It seems that he needs a special training after joining the team.

Bai Ye is only Zhang Fan because he is too nervous in front of his lecturer, so he doesn't pay much attention to it. Of course, if you let him know that Zhang Fan regards him as a **** in his mind, Bai Ye will definitely go up and ask him without saying a word. This half fellow has seen the greatness of another national quintessence of China besides cooking.

It's a pity that Bai Ye didn't know, so he turned his attention to the egg fried rice handed over by Zhang Fan in front of him, and asked again.

"Do you often make egg fried rice?"

"Well, often."

Zhang Fan nodded and admitted.

Back then, his father caught up with his mother by his daily love of fried rice, so when teaching him how to cook, he was very serious about this egg fried rice.

Well, of course, it's not the point that my father taught me to be serious. The point is that Xiaoxue, a childhood sweetheart, also likes to eat fried rice made by him.

"Well, then come and eat this fried rice I made and see how you feel?"

Bai Ye turned his head and prepared to take out his medicated fried rice to let Zhang Fan know what someone else is.

Well, it's the first time I've given medicine to a man, and I'm a little uncomfortable thinking about it.

However, when Bai Ye turned around and saw a bare plate, he was stunned.

Ah le, where is my fried rice, who moved my fried rice?

Bai Ye looked at Nakiri Erina, who was standing aside and turned his head at this time, but didn't look at him.

"Uh, you really ate it."

I remembered that I had just told Erina Nakiri that I could eat it if I wanted to, but I thought that this arrogant would never want to eat such a commoner dish as egg fried rice, but why did he do this? After just saying a few words, the fried rice was gone.

"Why are you looking at me? I didn't eat?"

The embarrassed Nakiri Erina chose not to admit it.

"Well, the oil from your mouth hasn't been wiped off, well, there's still a grain of rice on your cheek."

Bai Ye pointed to his cheek.

"Uh, impossible, I just wiped my mouth."

Nakiri Erina retorted subconsciously, and then saw that the prisoner in Bai Ye really looked like you, and she realized that she had been deceived, and her face flushed with anger.

"You told me to eat it, but I didn't steal it."

"Ahaha, just eat it, but you don't eat this kind of civilian food?"

Bai Ye waved his hand and said he didn't mind, but he was curious why this arrogant young lady would be willing to eat egg fried rice. Isn't egg fried rice a low-class dish in her eyes?

"Hmph, you take care of me."

Erina Nakiri ignored him lazily.

Nakiri Erina was very angry about this guy who seemed to have not revealed her identity until now, and asked her why she would eat egg fried rice? I have to say this, because I have eaten it once, and naturally I don’t mind eating it again.

Seeing that Nakiri Erina was arrogant again, Bai Ye didn't think much about it, he turned and looked at Zhang Fandao with a little embarrassment.

"Well, there was a little accident. Next time I have a chance, I'll let you try my fried rice. Now let's talk about the shortcomings of your fried rice..."

Bai Ye's face turned serious. Since he couldn't use medicine to pour out this good seedling, he could only rely on frightening. At the moment, Bai Ye recited the improvement suggestions seen by the appraisal eye.

And hearing Bai Ye say little by little about the inadequacy of his egg fried rice~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Zhang Fan's head is getting lower and lower.

"Are there so many shortcomings? Obviously, this egg fried rice is my best cooking. I was very confident at first, but it was my wishful thinking. Can't I really like to be an excellent chef?"

Zhang Fan recalled the humiliation that once changed from being a culinary genius in the mouths of others to the humiliation at the back of the crane in this class, and his heart was full of bitterness.

"I'm sorry, lecturer, I'll go back and do it again."

Picking up the fried rice on the table, he lowered his head and prepared to go back and redo it.

"What are you doing again, you are qualified."

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"Uh, but lecturer, didn't you say that I still have a lot of problems with this fried rice?"

When he heard that he was qualified, Zhang Fan was a little confused, and he looked at Bai Ye with resentment.

Since you are qualified, you should have said it earlier, is it interesting to scare people?

Of course, he only dared to say it in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it in his mouth.

"But, lecturer, didn't you just say that I have a lot of problems with my cooking?"

"Well, what I mean is that although you are qualified, you are still far from good. So, boy, if you want to get rid of those shortcomings, do you want to come to my shop and learn how to cook with me?"

After the tactic of drugging could not be used, Bai Ye had to add a big stick and radish, and then try to see it.