A few days later, school classes officially began. Shi Ke and Xing Ping were stared at by everyone as soon as they walked into the school.
This wave of hatred between Shi Ke and Xing Ping attracts... It's so perfect. Using the same hatred to describe the attitude of other people is quite appropriate.
Shi Ke looked around and walked quickly towards the classroom.
Being stared at all the time, no matter how thick-skinned you are, you can't stand it.
The two of them arrived at the class. As soon as they entered, they were pierced by more than a dozen pairs of eyes as sharp as knives.
"You see. That is the transfer student who scolded Miss Erina at the opening ceremony! Who does he think he is, and is Miss Erina the one he is qualified to evaluate? Miss Erina was so insulted, and she didn't care about him.
, so awesome!! This is the true goddess style!! I want to fight with him! No, Miss Erina didn’t even take action, how can you take action without permission! We must use our cooking skills to defeat him! This is how it is
The correct way." Everyone was whispering to each other.
"Hahaha, it's all because of Erina. There are a lot of crazy fans. Shouldn't it be because I said I was number one?" Shi Ke's ears were not bad and he heard everything clearly.
"Why doesn't anyone discuss me? I'm also very arrogant!!" Xingping felt a little uncomfortable.
"Now let's draw lots, a group of two people." The lead teacher in the class said as he took out a cardboard box.
The students and the teacher looked at Shi Ke with clear eyes, you come first.
"Oh. Okay, teacher." Shi Ke drew one and handed it directly to the teacher.
"Second group! Next one." The teacher glanced at the note and wrote Shi Ke's name in the registration book.
"Teacher." After the next student handed the picked ticket to the teacher, he said like a mantra, "Don't want the second group! Don't want the second group! ... Don't want the second group!"
"Group 7. Next."
"Yeah!!!" The brother jumped with joy, almost as if he had won the lottery.
"...Why do I feel like I've become a plague god?" Shi Ke stood at the console assigned to the second group, with a drop of sweat on his forehead.
Time passed minute by minute and the grouping was completed.
"Okay, I guess everyone has drawn lots and divided them into groups. Then let's proceed according to this combination!"
"Teacher, I haven't drawn lots yet." Xingping raised his hand with a black line on his head.
"Um? Why is there one more? Is there too many people this time? There are no more tickets. Um... there are." The teacher threw all the drawn tickets back into the box and shook it.
"This guy seems to be a transfer student too. And he's also very crazy." Student A.
"Forget it. That guy said he wanted to take first place, who wouldn't? Is that wrong? If you don't want to take first place, what are you doing here?" Student B.
"This seems to be what the transfer student named Shi Ke said." Student A rolled his eyes.
"Hmm. Is he wrong? Didn't you think about it when you came in?"
"have not thought."
"Hahaha, I didn't think about it, I didn't dare to think about it at all. But when I heard him say it that day, I really wanted to get the first place. Forget it, just work hard. Who cares! Try to get the first place in your class.
Nothing is illegal."
"Oh. After you said that, I thought about it a little bit. Hey... tell me, why is this guy saying such arrogant things, but no one teaches him a lesson? He was scolding Miss Erina."
"How do I know what the people above are thinking? It's none of our business. This guy...may have some background." Student B looked like (I'm just telling you this kind of secret, don't tell it everywhere!).
"Yes, yes, we mortals can't afford to offend gods when they fight."
"Okay. Whichever group you draw, one person will be added to that group. Move quickly, otherwise the cooking teacher will see that I haven't divided into groups yet, and I will be unlucky." The teacher said as he shook the lottery box.
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"Oh, teacher, here." Xingping quickly drew the lot and gave it to the leader teacher in an attitude of not causing trouble to others.
"The second group! You guys get to know each other, the cooking teacher will be here soon. I'm leaving first." The leader teacher took the note and threw it into the box and ran away.
"..." Xingping walked to the second group's console.
"Hey, you're lucky. You can get all of these," Shi Ke said.
"Haha, didn't you see that the teacher didn't even look at it?"
"It's normal. Look at the atmosphere at the scene and you want to eat me. It's normal for you, the second most arrogant transfer student, that no one wants to form a team. Instead of forcing us to form a team, it's better to team up the two transfer students who know each other.
Come together and avoid fighting."
"Haha..." Xingping smiled perfunctorily.
"..." Standing between the two people, a cute girl with waist-length blue hair combed into two big braids is basically in a burnt-out state.
"Hehehe... It's over. I originally wanted to never get close to these two transfer students and spend the next three years peacefully! But now... I've met both of them... Wuwuwu~~"
The cute blue-haired girl Tadokoro was thinking about it without tears.
"..., it seems that the two of us scared people." Shi Ke looked at the cute girl and said.
"Um? Really? You must be Tadokoro-san, right?" Yukihira's familiar side was clearly revealed.
"Yeah." Tian Suohui is quite polite and gives people the impression of being good in one word.
"My name is Yukihira Soma, just call me Soma. Please give me your advice."
"My name is Shi Ke. Please feel free to call me Lao Shi. Please give me your advice." Shi Ke said with a smile.
"Oh. Okay..." Tadokoro said cutely.
This stone guest is not that fierce, and it looks pretty good up close.
"Oh... this is the first time I cook in class after my internship in home economics class." Xingping took an onion and tossed it.
"I often cook in class, but I always teach others how to cook." Shi Ke thought of the miserable life when he was sent to serve as a substitute teacher at the New Bubai Cooking School at home. The life of two o'clock and one line of work was so boring!
What's even more irritating is that those guys actually thought I was too young. Didn't I become a teacher at the age of ten? Why do you look down on me! At that time, someone who had to use a chair to prop his feet when cooking said in his heart.
"???" Everyone was speechless.
Just blow it.
Next to her, Tadokoro kept drawing herringbones on the palm of her hand, and then threw air into her mouth.
"What are you doing? Why do you keep throwing herringbones into your mouth?" Xing Ping and Shi Ke looked a little stunned.
"Ah... this... this is... to make myself... less nervous..." Tadokoro was obviously nervous, "If... I get another E, I will be expelled from school..."
"e?" Shi Ke understood, but Xing Ping didn't quite understand.
"Based on the quality of the dishes we make, the teacher will give a grade of AE in turn, although different subjects have different scoring methods..." Tadokoro Hui calmed down and said.
"Although I heard that this is an elite academy, there are still people like you?" A heartbreaking blow from Yukihira.
"..." Tadokoro was heartbroken.
"The end of the crane?" Shi Ke made another stab.
Tian Suo Hui burned out again.
"I originally planned to keep a low profile, but now I am in the same group as these two people... I am stung by the looks around me..."
"It only means that you are not looking in the right direction. Don't worry about others and do what you are good at first. Are you good at elegant country cuisine?" Shi Ke said.
"Um? How do you know?"
"Taste, every chef has the taste of his own food. You... have the taste of country cooking ingredients. You should have made a lot of efforts in this area, so don't give up and keep going. Learn this first."
Besides, don't worry about other people's opinions and go your own way. It will be much easier. To be honest, you have too many worries." Shi Ke smiled, just like a big brother looking at a lost little sister.
Look.
"..., actually it's not that bad." Tadokoro's favorability improved.
"Da da da..." The crisp sound of leather shoes entered the classroom.
"Good morning, young apprentices." A dignified middle-aged French man wearing a white chef's uniform, with short blond hair and simple neat hair, walked into the classroom immediately.
When the teacher came, Tadokoro's legs went weak and she was burned out again.
Author: "My vocabulary is a bit insufficient. I'll go back and get two dictionaries right away."