How to eat pineapple buns on the immigration ship

Generally speaking, reunion with former acquaintances (?) will be an indispensable plot conflict point or climax in campus novels, but the reunion between the members of the Tongue Club and each other's junior high school classmates ended so blandly.

Kagawa sent An Sujun back to his seat with a distant business smile (Kagawa: If it weren't for the fact that she is a customer now, I wouldn't bother so much), Aino was even more simple and rude: he was direct He was dragged into the kitchen by Xiangchuan and Ouyang Yating.

The reason is to practice the dishes that will be served in the store during the school anniversary.

Letting the kitchen AI do it can at least guarantee the taste, but the same seasoning is already a bit too familiar to Class 8 students.

"Maybe the male chef dressed as a maid who makes ancient food on the spot is more of a gimmick?" Xiangchuan casually mentioned this to the squad leader Lu Daiqing two days ago, and Lu Daiqing's eyes instantly lit up.

yes! Isn’t the most popular thing in the Third Fleet right now about ancient food? Many people have seen the process of kitchen AI making ancient food at Yuexiang Restaurant, but what about on-site production? Only Sister Xiangxue’s live broadcast room occasionally captured Xiangchuan cooking in the kitchen a few times, and Xiangchuan himself is also a big slacker. After sorting out the complete recipes for the kitchen AI, he rarely goes into the kitchen to cook it a second time.

I have to say, it’s really a good gimmick to have real people cooking ancient food on the spot.

Lu Daiqing convened a discussion with the class cadres. After summarizing the class fee budget, he felt that this method seemed to be really feasible, so he waved his hand: Pick up the spatula and knife! Let's cook our own food!
Since it’s going to be hands-on, it has to involve people who are often in and out of the kitchen.

So the whole group turned their attention to Tongue Club.

Not to mention Kagawa, the real boss who controls the turbulent flow of information, the three members of the Tongue Club usually practice in the club. Their classmates who often go to eat and drink in the afternoon naturally see it. In terms of actual level, just practicing regularly is already several levels better than the entire class, or even the entire grade.

So these three members of the Tongue Club, who until now only knew how to make fried eggs and vegetable soup, became the cooking teachers for the entire eighth class.

As for Kagawa, he had to start working overtime to make up for the three people in the practical aspects of cooking.

——How can I teach others if I haven’t even started teaching yet (?)?

However, considering that we still need to divide the work with the students from Ayadai High School, except for the members of the Tongue Club who want Kagawa to practice well for future club activities and this school anniversary, the others are still on standby. I can only run to the kitchen from time to time to watch Xiangchuan teach him how to cook.

Sasha looked in the direction of the kitchen, which was blocked by onlookers from Class 8 students and couldn't see the inside situation, and silently made a decision in her heart.

During the small class meeting before class the next morning, when Ouyang Yating and Nancy saw Sasha standing on the podium, they thought in unison: It is indeed so.

Many people in the class looked at Ainuo, and even Xiangchuan couldn't help but cast a gossiping look at Ainuo.

——People have made it clear that they are here for you, Aino! What a big piece of gossip!

If it weren't for the season for eating watermelon and Kagawa hadn't revealed how to eat watermelon for modern people, I guess everyone would have had a melon by now and started watching this somewhat sore-teethed peer romance drama.

Unfortunately, one of the parties involved, Aino, had no expression at all on his face.

After class, Zhu Bingwen took Sasha to handle some documents for event docking. As soon as the two walked out of the classroom, everyone from the Tongue Club and related people immediately gathered at Xiangchuan... No, this time it was next to Aino's seat.

"The difficulty of this cooperation depends on you, brother." Lu Daiqing patted Ainuo on the shoulder. Ainuo looked at him expressionlessly and knocked his hand off his shoulder mercilessly.

"Shouldn't the biggest difficulty in cooperation be your inexplicable boys dressing up as women and girls dressing up as men?" Aino glanced at Nancy, one of the culprits. "Don't put the blame on us. One of the evaluation criteria for the results of the school anniversary is popularity. Now Yuexiang restaurants are gradually opening in various areas of the main ship. Focusing on the theme of ancient food, I think there are at least six students in our grade. Every class has chosen the theme of ancient food for layout. If we want to get good grades, we have to think of other routes." Nancy looked at him with a smile, "The theme of ancient style is something that others can't do, so we will be that one. What...Xiaokawa, how do you say this?"

"The first person to eat crabs." Xiangchuan understood in his mind and continued.

"The High School Affiliated to the University of Finance and Economics wants to show results, so there is no reason to reject our theme." Lu Daiqing adjusted his glasses, "But before the official cooperation, the themes of each class in our grade are kept secret. After all, We need to ensure fairness, so if we don’t specifically propose to cooperate with a certain class, there is a high probability that it will be randomly arranged by the principal and grade director.”

"That girl didn't look surprised at all when she walked into the class and saw you." Xiangchuan added one final blow.

Why not be surprised? Of course, after knowing that the Aino people were in Class 8, Sasha specifically applied to the teacher to cooperate with Class 8.

Ainuo frowned even more tightly: "What does that have to do with me? Aren't she, Nancy, and Yating also classmates in junior high school?"

"..."

As soon as Ainuo said this, even Liang Gong, who was pretending not to listen to the gossip with the light screen on, couldn't help but look at Ainuo.

Does this person really not understand or is he really pretending to be stupid?

"Yating, he..." Xiangchuan pointed at Ainuo, but hesitated to speak.

"Don't ask yet, it's our first time meeting each other." Ouyang Yating quickly explained, and Nancy nodded quickly. The two of them looked at their childhood sweethearts with complicated eyes.

When Aino went to confess to Kagawa out of a bet, the two of them wondered if there was something wrong with this guy's emotional intelligence. Now it seems that this guy doesn't have an emotional intelligence problem, but a real emotional idiot.

"Then our three years were not in vain...?" Ouyang Yating looked at Nancy with difficulty, and as expected, she saw the same expression on her face.

Recalling the three years of junior high school that they spent so much time in, looking at the emotional idiot in front of them, the two of them would really have the urge to kill him.

"Sasha, why did you choose Kagawa's class?"

After the first class, the students from the High School Affiliated to the University of Finance and Economics who had finished their distance teaching walked out of the study room one after another. As they walked, they were discussing the classes they would be working with in the High School Affiliated to the Agricultural University. At this time, An Suchun quietly approached Shasha and asked in a low voice. road.

Yesterday, when she returned to the dining table where her class was, she did not forget to ask the nearby students from the High School Affiliated to Agricultural University about Kagawa's class. An Suchun also thought about whether to discuss with Sasha, who is the class president, to randomly designate a Class 8 class for their class. Classes other than the class will be treated as cooperative classes.

There was no other reason. It was just the brief reunion with Xiangchuan yesterday that made An Suchun a little uncomfortable. She didn't want to spend the next two weeks facing each other with embarrassment. Who knew that this morning the head teacher sent them a message saying that they The cooperative class of the class has been decided to be Class 8, Grade 1, Affiliated to Agricultural University.

Logically speaking, it is not yet time to randomly select classes, so there is only one result of such an early announcement: the class cadre or head teacher has designated a cooperative class in advance.

Yesterday, the class teacher and other teachers from the High School Affiliated to the University of Finance and Economics were entertained by the principal of the High School Affiliated to the Agricultural University. Since they did not come to the school, they naturally had no chance to understand the situation. The other class cadres had no special thoughts about Class 8.

Then the only one who could make this request was Sasha, who was the only one besides her who was involved with Class 8 people.