088, Chinese New Year [Eight] Penalty run ten laps
The cooking class prepared all the ingredients and props.
But, it’s just about preparing ingredients and props.
Starting from cutting meat, cutting vegetables, and kneading dough, students have to do everything by themselves.
At this time, the students who knew how to make dumplings became very popular. They were invited to join the team frantically, and everyone started to grab every table.
Mo Shangjun watched Yan Gui and Yan Jinchao, one kneading the dough and the other chopping the meat, allocating the tasks perfectly. She was peeling the garlic silently, which seemed boring.
After staying up for almost an hour, I gradually got back on track.
However, Peng Yuqiu, who was rushed over to check the situation, finally arrived late.
Well, it's very noisy...
Well, very happy...
Well, very...irritable!
As soon as Peng Yuqiu arrived at the door of the cafeteria, he scanned the overall situation, and halfway through the scan, he saw Liang Zhiqiong who was making dumplings.
Liang Zhiqiong, who usually doesn't touch Yang Chun Shui, is sitting at the dining table at this moment, carefully studying how to make dumplings. Next to her are Lu Jingye and others. Some are busy rolling out dumpling wrappers, some are busy making dumplings, and others are busy.
With... How to teach Liang Zhiqiong to make dumplings.
In particular, Liang Zhiqiong studied very seriously and was very happy.
Watching Liang Zhiqiong make an extremely ugly dumpling, frowning and worrying, Lu Jingye smiled and said a few words beside him. Liang Zhiqiong thought about it distressedly and handed him his dumpling, only to see that he saved it a little bit.
, the shape of the extremely ugly dumplings tends to be normal.
"Damn it, so awesome."
Liang Zhiqiong's surprised sighs fell into his ears from a certain distance.
Peng Yuqiu's face was ashen, and his hands were clenched into fists.
In view of Peng Yuqiu's angry aura being too strong, the students who were addicted to making dumplings gradually discovered his existence. Although they did not stop their movements obviously, the corners of their eyes flew up one by one, and the ground swished.
I fell on him and wanted to explore his purpose.
Peng Yuqiu frowned, and instead of continuing to stand at the door as a pillar, he walked in with his legs raised and went straight to the cooking team who were watching nearby.
Different from the indifference when facing the students, the cooking class was extremely enthusiastic when facing Peng Yuqiu. Even the squad leader of the cooking class, who usually looked like Zhang Wan's father, showed a rare smile at this moment.
The students complained in their hearts for no reason.
hypocritical!
Flattery!
outrageous!
snort.
This temporary cooking class used to have six people, but now because too many students have been eliminated, it has been reduced to four people. The leader of the cooking class is the deputy leader of the first team of cooking classes, and his surname is He. The previous five people were put together by each cooking class.
, now among the three, one is in the first-team cooking class and has a second-level chef certificate, and the other two are new here for a few months, and they are all hard-working handymen.
Of course, because of the foodie nature of the members of the GS9 team, their relationship with the cooking class is very good, even Peng Yuqiu is no exception. It is normal for them to smile when they meet each other.
Peng Yuqiu chatted with Monitor He for a while and asked about the situation of these students.
As expected, after eating those bland foods, the students came over to make dumplings for these "zero dumplings" as if they were injected with chicken blood. They didn't care whether it was good or not. Anyway, they gathered their heads first, so they made them.
The dumplings are definitely good and bad.
Monitor He was very tolerant and said that they would eat all the dumplings themselves, and if they got a bad stomach or something, they would be responsible for it.
Peng Yuqiu couldn't help but touch his nose.
Okay, as a member of the first team's logistics department, I have successfully inherited their bad traits.
It's okay, just be happy.
Squad leader He asked: "Are they doing it over there too?"
"Well, it's almost over." Peng Yuqiu nodded.
Monitor He asked again: "Isn't it because the packaging was so bad that you were rushed here?"
"..." Peng Yuqiu looked at Squad Leader He seriously, then raised his hand and patted Squad Leader He on the shoulder, and said sincerely, "You must be conscientious."
Monitor He waved his hand away indifferently, revealing a smile full of experience after experiencing trauma, "To be honest with you, I don't even have any bones left."
I remember when he was first transferred here, these people were the sweetest ones. They would praise you so much all day long that even a hair on your head could be lifted out of a flower. He almost committed suicide at that time.
Spend your money to give them extra meals... Now think about it, these demons are simply not human beings!
Peng Yuqiu smiled and said, "People celebrating the New Year, don't be so cruel."
"It wouldn't be cruel if I stab you twice now." Squad Leader He said with ease.
Peng Yuqiu couldn't help laughing, his peach blossom eyes were full of smiles, and he patted Monitor He on the shoulder with emotion.
After chatting with squad leader He for a few more words, Peng Yuqiu walked into the crowd with a smile.
On the other side, Liang Zhiqiong was lowering his head to make dumplings. After noticing Peng Yuqiu's appearance, he deliberately lowered his head and did not look at it. However, he was always absent-minded when making dumplings. The skin of the dumplings, which was obviously very elastic, was crispy and soft in her hands.
It was so thin that the stuffing was revealed when she poked it with her finger. She couldn't wrap a single dumpling in a minute. She was so angry that she almost smashed the thing in her hand.
Just when I was getting irritable, I suddenly caught a glimpse of Peng Yuqiu who was chatting with monitor He. He seemed to be in a good mood, smiling like a red peach blossom. He was afraid that he was not dazzling enough and had to go there.
Crowds gathered together.
However, despite Liang Zhiqiong's repeated attempts to persuade her, her heart skipped a beat for no reason, and her eyes couldn't stop glancing in the direction of Peng Yuqiu.
The dumpling in her hand was completely exposed.
"Are you trying to cook the dough?"
Seeing that Liang Zhiqiong had not finished making new dumplings for a long time, Lu Jingye came over to take a look, suddenly became happy and made a joke involuntarily.
"Ah?" Liang Zhiqiong was stunned for a moment, then noticed the mess in his hand, and immediately realized it, so he felt ashamed, "I'm sorry."
Here I go, distracted!
And I still got distracted during team activities!
"It's okay, it's okay," seeing that Liang Zhiqiong was a little embarrassed, Lu Jingye said quickly, "Just start over."
"Um."
Liang Zhiqiong nodded.
Lu Jingye originally wanted to get her a new dumpling wrapper, but when he turned around he found that the guy who rolled the wrappers couldn't catch up with the guy who made the dumplings, and the brother who was rolling out the wrappers was still kneading the dough, so he had to give up.
At this moment, Peng Yuqiu, who had deliberately made a large circle, finally came to this place.
Seeing Liang Zhiqiong staring blankly at the ball of meat-stuffed dough, he paused and then walked towards Liang Zhiqiong.
It wasn't until Peng Yuqiu arrived that Liang Zhiqiong suddenly reacted.
"How do you make it like this?"
After hesitating for a few seconds, Peng Yuqiu had nothing to say.
Lu Jingye hurried over, took the ball directly from Liang Zhiqiong's hand, and nodded apologetically to Peng Yuqiu, "I'm sorry, instructor, it's because we didn't roll the skin well."
Seeing his natural and intimate movements, Peng Yuqiu's originally kind expression suddenly turned cold.
Lu Jingye felt two waves of coldness coming from his side and shuddered subconsciously.
Sensing that something was wrong with Peng Yuqiu's expression, Liang Zhiqiong thought he was going to get angry with Lu Jingye about "not rolling out the dough properly." Liang Zhiqiong glanced at Lu Jingye, then exhaled, looked up at Peng Yuqiu boldly, and admitted: "No,
I didn't wrap it up myself."
Peng Yuqiu, who wanted to give up, suddenly saw Liang Zhiqiong stubbornly say such words, with the intention of defending Lu Jingye. Peng Yuqiu's unhappiness that he had just suppressed suddenly expanded infinitely, occupying every corner of his heart.
A heart, sour.
After a while, Peng Yuqiu said with a straight face: "It's a waste of food."
"I accept the punishment!" Liang Zhiqiong said simply.
"..."
Peng Yuqiu was directly stupefied by her.
...I didn’t mention punishing her.
How did this girl become so stubborn?
Lu Jingye was anxious at the side, "Instructor Peng, this matter is not that serious..."
At the same time, other people at the table also stopped and wanted to say something, but they didn't know what to say.
Seeing the two people protecting each other, Peng Yuqiu felt a sudden irritation in his heart. The kind of irritation that scratched his heart and lungs, as if there were claws scratching his heart bit by bit, and he refused to give up, and had to torture slowly.
Finally, this emotion could no longer be suppressed. Peng Yuqiu frowned and said, "Ten laps on the playground."
Liang Zhiqiong, who was just holding her breath at first, felt a flash of surprise in her eyes when she heard the punishment. She was stunned for a moment, and then slowly accepted such "punishment".
"yes."
She shouted through gritted teeth.
Then, he ran directly out of the canteen.
From the moment he said "ten circles", Peng Yuqiu's heart has been hanging, his eyes fixed on Liang Zhiqiong, paying attention to all the changes in her expression, from disbelief to gritting her teeth to accept, and... from
His eyes suddenly turned red as he ran past him.
Peng Yuqiu subconsciously wanted to turn around and catch up, but he heard Lu Jingye's pleading voice, "Instructor Peng..."
The word "instructor" made Peng Yuqiu's footsteps take root in the same place. (To be continued)