The two of them were lying on the same bed, even with their bodies exposed, but nothing happened all night. Both of them seemed to have strong concentration and nothing happened.
Early the next morning, Ling Tian called Tang Di and asked Tang Di to pick up Wang Yuyan from school on time. He would not go to school today.
After making the call, when he was hesitating whether to get up or not, Liu Moxuan walked in and said: "Classmate Ling Tian, get up and have breakfast. If you stay later, you will be late."
"Isn't it my habit to be late, Ling Tian? There seems to be no Chinese class with Teacher Liu today?"
"So, after breakfast, you can go to school, and I can lie down and catch up on my sleep."
"Did you not sleep well last night? Why do you need to catch up on sleep?"
"A pervert slept next to me last night, can I sleep well?"
"This pervert has no professional ethics. He left such a sexy mature woman to sleep alone all night."
"Haha, hurry up and have breakfast?"
"Okay, I'll have a quick breakfast with Teacher Liu and catch up on our sleep together."
"Aren't you going to school?"
"Suddenly I felt that I didn't have a good rest yesterday, so I asked Tang Di to ask for leave."
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Before he finished the rest of his words, Ling Tian had already put on his clothes in front of Liu Moxuan.
After finishing breakfast, Liu Moxuan looked at Ling Tian and said, "Classmate Ling Tian, what are you going to do if you don't go to school?"
"Teacher Liu, why don't you teach me at home?"
Liu Moxuan was a little surprised and said: "You want to take tutoring classes here?"
"Also, I have learned Chinese since I was born, and I still need tutoring. I want to learn to do this?"
Seeing the breakfast pointed by Ling Tian, Liu Moxuan's black line crawled up her forehead and said, "Are you sure?"
When Ling Tian nodded to express his confirmation, Liu Moxuan said: "Okay, it is a good idea to let the eldest son of the Ling family, the head of the Four Young Masters in Kyoto, and the leader of the princeling party learn how to cook. Even if it is exposed, it will make the front page headlines."
"Teacher Liu Moxuan, I can tell you that in country Z and Kyoto, no media dares to expose my Ling family, not even Reuters stationed here."
"Sometimes power is a good thing, but sometimes it makes people lose a lot of things."
Holding the knife in his hand, he watched Liu Moxuan cut the potatoes quickly. Each cut was so random, but the potatoes cut out were not only narrow and thin, but also exactly the same size. Ling Tian felt that women are born chefs.
"Chef, you are such a ghost, don't look at how many of those chefs are women now."
Looking at the things he cut out of different sizes, whether they were potato shreds or potato slices, Ling Tian said to Liu Moxuan with a wicked smile: "Teacher Liu, do you think I have the talent to be a chef?"
"Talent is the stumbling block to success, and diligence is the magic weapon for success. If you can cook for a hundred days, or cut potatoes for a hundred days, you will definitely be better than the teacher."
"What if it doesn't work?"
"If it doesn't work, the pig will climb the tree. Cut all ten potatoes, otherwise you won't have anything to eat at noon."
Ling Tian was obedient and started cutting slowly. As time went by, the shredded potatoes finally no longer looked like potato chips.
Finally, he cut all ten potatoes into shreds, and excitedly called Liu Moxuan, who was watching TV, to the kitchen and said: "Teacher Liu Moxuan, your disciple Lingtian has completed all the tasks. How do you cook?"
"Cut them, boil these potatoes in water, and then mash them into mashed potatoes."
