"It sounds interesting. Let's try it and see if it works, Conan." Seeing Conan's hesitant look, Xiaolan encouraged him with a smile.
"Forget it..." Conan smiled awkwardly and wanted to refuse.
After all, the constant shouting from the garden next door has not stopped yet, making him want to give this opportunity to the other party.
It’s just that sometimes what you don’t want is what you are given.
Facing Conan's refusal, Fujino Yasuo was very tolerant and encouraged with a smile: "Don't be afraid, it's actually very simple... There are only a few simple steps left to complete, there will definitely be no problem."
"Eh? Sister Xiaolan, come over..." Conan heard the other party's invitation again and subconsciously refused.
"But they didn't invite me." Xiaolan said with a smile: "It's a rare opportunity. You won't lose anything by giving it a try."
"That's right! It's such a waste to give such an opportunity to a little brat like you!" The principle was very angry. After hearing Conan's words, he still looked at him with gritted teeth, as if Conan had snatched the opportunity from him.
What other expression could Conan use to respond to this except "hehe". It was originally forced upon him, and he couldn't refuse even if he wanted to.
In the end, facing Sonoko's "death glare", Conan walked to the front of the stage and started making a cake with her.
The steps are quite simple. First, spread thick chocolate cream on the cake roll, and then use a fork to draw wood grain on the cream.
However, it is obvious that Conan did not learn the cake-baking technique from his father in Hawaii. While drawing the lines, he unknowingly deepened the strength and directly destroyed the cake underneath the cream.
"Boys who can bake cakes are very popular these days~" Fujino Yasuo smiled and winked at Conan.
"I don't have the talent to bake cakes..." Conan secretly complained after hearing this.
"You've done a great job!" Xiaolan looked at Conan's expression and said with a calm smile.
"Yeah, it does. It feels a lot like a piece of wood that's been hit by a bear." Tang Ze commented with a smile, "It feels very realistic. In a way, it's very well done."
"I'll take it as a compliment." Hearing Tang Ze's indirect sarcasm, Conan rolled his eyes in annoyance and glared at Tang Ze fiercely.
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