How to eat pineapple buns on the immigration ship

Chapter 117 Field Training · Returning Home
At [-]:[-] in the evening, Zhu Bingwen, who had eaten and drank enough, waved his hand: It’s time to pack up and gather in front of the gate!

So everyone jumped up and cleaned up the place, and the lunch boxes were piled up for Kagawa. Kagawa himself was still holding a kettle next to him before he could do anything, so the lunch boxes were piled on the transport robot. on the back.

When I went back, as expected, the empty back seat was filled with suitcases because of Kagawa's transport robot. But now everyone had no intention of complaining, and some even said without hesitation: "Next time our class will You can apply for a transport ship with additional cargo storage space, and when the time comes, Xiangchuan, you can put more in!"

"I don't want to come here again in the near future!" Xiangchuan replied harshly, causing everyone to laugh.

When we returned to school, every other class was either yawning or listless. The excitement of Class [-] among the crowd was really eye-catching. Some parents or housekeepers who came to pick up their children in person were also confused when they saw this scene: This class Why are your children so energetic?
Kagawa: Every day is either sweeping the forest or killing chickens and catching fish for a big meal. Can you not be energetic?
I don’t know if it’s because he returned to the modern buildings, but the excitement he felt at the base gradually dissipated. The night in the city made the fatigue gradually emerge. Kagawa yawned, and Qiu, who was still in a state of excitement, Manman and the others said goodbye, found their own car at the school gate, threw the transport robot to Haixing's servant, then got in the car, sat down, and closed their eyes in one go.

When she was in the protected area, Kagawa’s emotions were more or less dragged away by the students around her, and finding ginger and all kinds of game meals made her in a state of tireless excitement. On the back seat of her own car, the familiar soft touch of the back seat made her relax all of a sudden, and the disappearance of the excitement gradually made the fatigue gradually emerge. ", still no match for the eyelids fighting.

[Beep—Miss Kagawa, you have arrived at the gate, please get off]

"Wow!"

Starfish's servant's voice suddenly pierced the eardrums, scaring Kagawa to jump up from the back seat and hit the roof of the car, but the interior is made of cloth, so it doesn't hurt to hit it. It just scared Kagawa a lot.

"Ah? Ah...? Ah!" Xiangchuan stared blankly at the starfish servant who opened the car door. It was stretching out two tentacles and pressing on her temples, probably waking her up by directly touching the nerves. .

"Finally woke up?" Xiangxue and Lin Ming emerged from behind Haixing, "It only takes five or six minutes to get back from school, sister, are you so sleepy? You are obviously the only one in the camp who can take a nap."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I feel like these two people have some dark circles under their eyes... huh?Camp?Xiangchuan was excited and looked at the two of them in surprise: "Xiaoxue, how did you know this?" Could it be that the training base compiled the performance of each student in the competition and sent it to parents?Ah, my dignity as a sister is on the verge of collapse again... well, there isn't much left in the first place.

"It's very complicated to say..." Xiangxue chuckled, trying to put on an inscrutable image.

"Condensed into one sentence." Xiangchuan didn't tolerate her, and looked directly at Lin Ming, who was pretending that he didn't exist next to him. This kid looked like a stinker, but in fact, he was raped on the first day he moved into the Xiang family mansion. The steamed buns, dumplings and gnocchi noodles were all captured in three consecutive attacks, "Lin Ming, tell me."

"The main ship escort team came to discuss cooperation with the live broadcast room, and the Education Bureau and the training base assisted in letting Xiangxue broadcast Miss Xiangchuan's class match." Lin Ming ignored Xiangxue's pleading eyes, after all, she only targeted Xiangxue for a few days when she offended Xiangxue. But to offend Kagawa... He didn't come all the way to the third ship to continue to face those liquid and solid foods that are now somewhat inedible.Offending anyone can not offend the cook, this is the truth Lin Ming realized with his own instinct.

what----

When Kagawa heard the news, he just wanted to fall asleep.

No wonder, no wonder... No wonder Mr. Zhu said at dinner tonight that "people from the Agriculture Bureau saw this scene", she thought that the teacher had misremembered or that people from the Agriculture Bureau happened to come to the base to do business, so they happened to see them Game monitoring video.

I dare to watch the live broadcast!Thinking of being seen by at least [-] viewers while he was lazy, Xiangchuan now felt like fainting and traveling through time to escape this "heavy" reality.

"I told you to stop talking." Xiangxue complained to Lin Ming, then took Xiangchuan's arm and took her out of the car: "Okay, sister, I know you've been hit hard, but you'd better get up quickly, dad. I still have something to tell you over there."

It's not that it was a big blow, but that she is really sleepy now, Xiang Chuan barely opened her eyes, her eyelids were jumping, and her sister and Lin Ming held hands from left to right and walked towards Xiang's mansion.

Good news, the live broadcast room is still limited to a limited number of people.

Bad news, the upper limit has been expanded to 8000 people. (This is the result of the Education Bureau and the Guardian Group limiting the audience to government-related personnel)
The reason why there are so many people is caused by the game feast led by Kagawa and others.

When Xiangchuan heard the news, he couldn't help sitting on a chair and covering his face with his hands.It's a good thing that the live broadcast room is booming, and it would be even better if the live broadcast is not for her.

"What's wrong, Xiaochuan, are you feeling unwell?" Xiang Weiguo, who was across the desk, saw his daughter's strange behavior and thought she was feeling unwell. Upon seeing this, he contacted Haixing Servant to come over and check Xiangchuan.

"Dad, you are overthinking. My sister has been like this since she came back and heard the news that she was live broadcasted by us." Xiangxue, who was sitting next to Xiangchuan, quickly persuaded Xiang Weiguo to stop, "Sister, she just doesn't like being arranged to be broadcast live. That’s it, right, sister?”

Kagawa buried his face in his palm and nodded.

"Huh? But Xiaochuan, weren't you quite happy when Xiangxue filmed you cooking and watching those TV series?" Xiang Weiguo asked doubtfully, "The live broadcast of your competition can also help your classmates perform better and improve themselves." Your popularity will help you further expand your skills when you officially enter the field of ancient food research after graduating from university, right?"

"The premise must be that I agree..." Xiangchuan raised his head from the palm of his hand, with a tired expression on his face, "And Dad, you have never been worried. If I come up with some high-value recipes, it will be caught in the live broadcast." Have people learned to go?"

"You don't have to worry about that." Xiang Weiguo laughed, thinking that this daughter knows a lot about some weird information turbulence, but she still lacks a little understanding of social common sense. "The first batch of this live broadcast There are people from the Information Bureau on the invitation list, they stared at you the whole time, and put on record the steamed fish and grilled fish you cooked from beginning to end, as well as the fried chicken with fungus later, oh yes, and What about your "36 Strategies", hahaha, the Bureau of Culture and the Bureau of Information almost fought over this matter."

Kagawa imagined the fight between the two skinny staff from the Information Bureau who registered for him and the scholars and literati from the Cultural Bureau... What kind of miraculous scene is there?
(End of this chapter)