Unable to compete, Yan Hanxi could only helplessly say, "Teacher, I'm rested enough."
The dormitory supervisor looked surprised, her tone carrying a hint of disdain: "So fast?"
Otherwise...
He Jing was learning how he slept?
He probably won't be able to sleep.
Fortunately, the dormitory supervisor was a woman; otherwise, with her expression that seemed to say, "Go away, I want to be alone with He Jing," he would have thought she had ulterior motives.
When the three of them went to the dormitory supervisor's room and found there were no extra chairs, they realized a problem—
Since Yan Hanxi has already joined the study, why not continue studying in the study room?
……never mind.
The dormitory supervisor gave up on the idea of letting He Jing study forever. She glanced at her watch and said, "That's enough for today. It's past 8 o'clock. I'll go cook for you."
He Jing glanced at Yan Hanxi with displeasure.
She suspected that this guy was deliberately trying to prevent her from studying...
"Teacher, let me help you."
He Jing put down her notebook and followed the dormitory supervisor into the kitchen.
Yan Hanxi's expression froze, feeling as if he had swallowed a bitter pill but couldn't express it. He really didn't mean to cause trouble, what did the lack of chairs have to do with him!
Yan Hanxi finally gave up the idea of going to the kitchen to avoid being disliked again. He picked up the notebook that He Jing had thrown on the table, flipped through it, and glanced at the delicate handwriting. His thin lips unconsciously curled up.
Well, actually, competing with schools for students isn't so bad.
Serious girls are the cutest.
He gently closed the notebook, put it back in its place, and patiently waited for He Jing to return.
Suddenly, a rich aroma wafted from the kitchen—
He Jing is cooking!
At this moment, in the kitchen.
The dormitory supervisor was utterly astonished by He Jing's skillful sauce-pouring technique. She tossed the large iron wok with one hand, just like a real chef.
The potato slices and shredded radish on the cutting board were all the same thickness, each one as fine as a grain of sand—something she accomplished in five minutes.
this……
She was able to become a life skills teacher at Gin-gao High School because she was the best cook and had the most comprehensive life skills among the dozen or so physics teachers, which is why she was specially hired with a high salary.
But now, she feels that her cooking skills are not even as good as a student's. The gap between her and He Jing is simply insignificant!
The dormitory supervisor touched her finger, which was covered in a bandage from a minor cut, and cautiously asked from behind He Jing, "He Jing, what dish would you like to make?"
"Three Treasures of the Earth." He Jing finished a dish of spare ribs with black bean sauce, turned around and smiled as she replied, "Teacher, are you hungry? Please wait a little longer, it will be ready soon."
The homeroom teacher said: No, no, no, it's already super fast. The rice isn't even cooked yet, and she's already stir-fried two dishes. Normally, it would take her about an hour and a half to finish. All the washing, chopping, and blanching processes would take her about forty minutes.
Now, He Jing only took forty minutes in total.
The dormitory supervisor couldn't help but take out her phone to ask another teacher about He Jing's situation. After He Jing briefly described her current situation, the other teacher asked, "Is it too late for me to come over for a meal now?"
The dormitory supervisor: "?"
Then, she listened to a thousand words praising He Jing's culinary skills.
Teacher: My apologies, a true master is right beside me.
"Teacher, I'm all better now."
After He Jing finished making the last dish of braised green beans, she suddenly spoke up.
The dormitory supervisor turned around instinctively, offered her a tissue to wipe her sweat, and said with a serious expression, "He Jing, you've worked hard!"
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