After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Chapter 964 Cooking Teacher
Feng Yin took a few glances at the live broadcast room, and she also saw the information that netizens broke.

"Zhang Bo'er, how did you get into this senior university?"

"Huh? Spend money."

Zhang Boer scratched his head with one hand and said sheepishly: "Boss, this land belongs to me."

Feng Yin: It’s okay if we don’t talk today.

After Zhang Boer came in with Feng Yin, the staff at the front desk greeted him warmly.

How can you not be enthusiastic? Neither of these two can afford to offend.

Zhang Bo'er and Feng Yin stood next to the front desk.

There is a corridor to the left and right of the front desk.

The corridor is more than ten meters deep and two and a half meters wide. The walls are light grass green, very fresh.

Various handicrafts and fabric lanterns are hung on the walls, which look warm and beautiful.

"Boss, there are four classrooms on the left and right, two on each side. The classes in each classroom are different. There are two floors upstairs. There are also classrooms, canteens, and activity rooms. Which classroom do you want to go to? Let's check first. ?”

Feng Yin did not answer, but asked: "What class are you taking?"

"Guoxue, didn't you ask me to copy the Four Books and Five Classics before, the Analects of Confucius and so on? I didn't understand it. There was a teacher here who taught these things. I listened to them a few times and if I could understand them, I took it."

Feng Yin thought inwardly, no wonder Zhang Boer can make progress.

The teacher who teaches Chinese studies here does not need to look to know that he is a master.

I have to say that Feng Yin is a little jealous of Zhang Bo'er's luck.

This university for the elderly is definitely not accessible to ordinary people.

"I have arrangements, you go to class."

"Huh? All right then."

Zhang Boer obeyed and took the first step.

Zhang Bo'er turned back three times, thinking about the boss, which classroom should he go to?

Not only Zhang Boer is thinking about this issue, but netizens are also thinking about it. Feng Yin, which classroom are you going to attend?
They all talked about it in the comment area, and they all wanted to follow Feng Yin to see the grace of these Dana teachers.

"What you are saying is impossible. These Dana teachers are not here every day, and they are not something you can get by just coming here."

"Besides, who told you that I'm here to teach? That's not right. I'm here to teach, but I'm here to teach others."

[I'll go, I'll just tell you when Feng Yin will play the cards according to the routine. 】

[So, Feng Yin finished his job as a primary school teacher yesterday, and today he came to be a teacher at the University for the Elderly. Your span is not that big. 】

[I'm curious about what Feng Yin teaches? 】

Everyone was curious, and Feng Yin didn't show off.

"Excuse me, where is the cooking class? I'm here to teach for Teacher Guan."

Feng Yin asked the front desk. Upon hearing this, the front desk staff immediately remembered Teacher Guan's message.

"Are you the Master Feng that Teacher Guan mentioned? Feng Yin?"

"Yes, it's me."

The front desk staff was surprised for a while, but they still took Feng Yin to the cooking class dedicatedly.

Feng Yin arrived at the classroom first, before people started arriving.

She briefly explained to netizens the identity of Teacher Guan.

"It's the teacher Guan who took me to dinner with Grandma Zhang of Criminal Psychology during that scavenging live broadcast."

"We have always been in contact. Teacher Guan has some personal matters these past two days and needs my help to teach a class, so I am here."

Feng Yin explained and observed the classroom.

Her position is a little higher, with a long table in front of it, with a disposable natural gas stove, knives, cutting boards, lights and cooking tools, as well as the ingredients needed today.

There are eight tables in the whole classroom, plus Feng Yin's nine identical tables, one for each person.

At nine o'clock, the first student arrived.

"Huh? I'm sorry—no, I made the right move."