The Chinese Soul of the Net King

I glanced at them, and my whole body became habitually vigilant, and I slowly raised my hand and pushed open the kitchen door.The situation inside is the same as what I saw in the morning, except that there are a lot of fresh ingredients, which are probably prepared for everyone's lunch today.The inside is now empty, and it seems that the chef has not started preparing.

I turned to look at them in doubt: "What's wrong? There is nothing unusual in the kitchen!"

"That...Actually, we want to say..." Momojo winked at Kikumaru while talking.

Kikumaru understands.Both of them bent down at the same time: "I leave the cooking to you!"

I hurriedly jumped away, dodging their bows: "Wait, wait, what do you mean by that? Please leave the food to me? Isn't there someone in charge of cooking here?"

"That..." Kikumaru scratched his hair and explained the matter to me clearly.

I looked at the two of them apologizing with embarrassment, and I was not angry. Instead, I crossed my arms and said calmly, "It's okay if you want me to cook for you, but I have one condition!"

"What condition?" The two asked in unison.

"It's very simple, let Ono train with you!" I said with a smile.

"What?" Both of them exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

"What? Can't you? If this is the case, then the cooking..." I deliberately turned my head to look at the kitchen with some embarrassment.

"Wait, let's discuss it, meow!" Kikumaru hurriedly dragged Taocheng aside, and the two began to discuss in a low voice.

"Senior Kikumaru, let a girl train with us, the minister will not agree!"

"If you don't agree, we will eat rice like dry juice meow!"

"Senior, what shall we do?"

"...Tezuka's dry juice, which one do you choose?"

"...Let's find a way to convince the Minister!"

"Then, I'll go find Bu Er!"

"Let me go to the Echizen kid!"

I listened to their whispered discussion not far away, and when I heard their discussion, I secretly made a victory gesture in my heart!Ono's physical training is finally solved!

So, just like that, Ono began to train with the main players of the Qingxue Tennis Club, and I was in charge of Qingxue's meals.Atobe and the others always brought their chefs with them wherever they went. As for Li Haida... It is said that after they ate their first meal, someone proposed to go home, but Emperor Sanada rejected it!It is said that Li Haida, the king, must not retreat just because of such a trivial matter.

But I don't know if it's my illusion, since Yukimura gathered at the lodging place, Yukimura always seems to be a little absent-minded, and even ate the food that was said to be terrible today without changing his face.I remember that Kikumaru seemed to have said that he was the one who proposed the idea of ​​the camp, so why is he the least interested now?I also asked Ji Xiang in private, but she said that his brother has always been like this after receiving a phone call. She dare not ask the specific reason...

I rolled my eyes to the sky, and continued to pick up the kitchen knife and fight with the radish in my hand.It was past three o'clock, and the Qingxue group had to have dinner on time at five o'clock.Really, you actually asked me to be the cook?I chop!The white radish on the chopping board was split into two.

At five o'clock, I finally prepared all the dinner, and it was still according to the noon amount.A group of people from Qingxue jumped on the dining table as soon as they walked into the restaurant.Atobe led the team gracefully to the dining table covered with white tablecloths and decorated with roses, crossed his legs, and stroked the tear mole at the corner of his eyes with his slender fingers: "It's not gorgeous! Hey, Huadi! "

"Wu shu!"

I swept away the group of people who were wolfing down Qingxue, then turned my head to look at the entrance, and asked, "Where's Xiao Ye?"

"In, behind...!" Taocheng replied while stuffing food into his mouth, almost choking.

I glanced at the entrance again, but still saw no one.Seeing that the squad leader's expression was not very good, I tactfully didn't ask any more questions, but walked out directly.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the restaurant, he saw Ono in sportswear, who was as tired as a pile of mud, slowly moving towards the restaurant in a posture almost crawling.There are still words in the mouth: "Wait, wait a minute... rice, my rice... don't... finish it all..."

A drop of cold sweat slid down my head, and I hurried over to help her up: "Xiaoye, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as she was dragged into his arms, he realized that she was completely out of strength.I was startled, the squad leader is too unreasonable, Xiaoye is a girl, and she has never been trained before, why is she so tired?The squad leader, the old man, shouldn't be using the training volume of Zhengxuan, right?

I picked up Ono and led her towards the kitchen.Ono, however, was unwilling to live and die. He had no energy at all and poked his head towards the restaurant: "No...I'm going to eat...If I don't go, they...they'll finish eating..."

Thinking of the food intake of Qingxue's handsome princes who made her drool, Ono felt like crying.If you don't go soon, there will be nothing left!The intensity of the training makes people die straight away, and the dishes Murong cooks are so delicious...

Ono weakly raised his right hand and stretched towards the restaurant that was getting farther and farther away.

"I've left a copy for you in the kitchen!"

This light and fluffy sentence seemed to be a life-saving straw, saving Ono's life at once.

"Really?" Ono's voice changed in excitement.

"Ah! Really! A huge portion!"

After listening to my words, Ono bowed his head deeply.When he lifted it up again, his nose and tears were already streaming down his face: "Murong...you are so...so kind to me..."

I quickly pushed her head out: "It's so dirty, don't get it on my clothes, white ones are hard to wash!"

In the evening, everyone fell asleep after a long day of training.The accommodation area was so quiet you could hear a mouse run by.

A slight sound of footsteps walked past the door.While I was asleep, I woke up suddenly, slowly opened my eyes, and turned my head slightly towards the door.This kind of warrior's conditioned reflex, even if he knows that he is not a stranger, is still uncontrollable.Looking at Ji Xiang, who was soundly asleep, he hesitated for a while, and got up lightly, wanting to see what happened.Who the hell is going out at this time?The sound of footsteps was obviously muted on purpose, which meant that the person walking was very awake at the moment, and it was absolutely impossible for him to wake up to go to the toilet in the middle of his sleep.

The sound of footsteps went all the way to the balcony in the corridor. I chose a blind spot to hide it, and poked my head out to see that the moonlight was shining on the man's face.Yukimura?

I saw Yukimura staring at the phone in his hand, after a while, he raised his hand and dialed a number.

I wondered in my heart, didn't it mean that the mobile phone has no signal in this deep mountain?Who is Yukimura calling in the middle of the night?

The wind from the balcony blows in bursts, blowing on the light pajamas, bringing waves of chills to the skin.Yukimura's words were also carried by the wind, and I could hear them clearly in the silent night.

"Grandpa, I'm Jingshi. Regarding that matter... I refuse... No, it's actually because of some other reasons... In short, we are not suitable... Grandpa, please decline! I will not agree to this thing!"

Yukimura hung up the phone after finishing his last sentence.He closed his phone and looked up at the dark blue night sky, his expression could not be seen from behind him.

I sighed inwardly, turned and went back to my room.Lying on the bed in the room, staring blankly at the ceiling.Everyone just saw the superior life of the children of the big family, but who knows how much they can't help themselves.Yukimura is also unhappy today because of family affairs, right?Even a child of God who is as outstanding as Yukimura has troubles that cannot be shaken off.

I raised my right hand, stretched my five fingers towards the ceiling, and slowly clenched them into a fist.Ever since the Dragon Soul protected me at Atobe's birthday party that day, I knew how heavy the burden was on me.The meaning of inheriting the dragon soul is clearly stated in the mother's diary.I know I have to go back to Murong's house, but Ito's house...it's time to make a break!

The next day, everyone got up early for training.When Ono half-closed his eyes and yawned, and began to jog with the princes of Seigaku with heavy steps, I just came out of the forest after punching.He made a cheering gesture to her, and I don't know if she saw it.He looked up at the sky, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.It's time to prepare breakfast again, did I really get hired to be the cook?

After breakfast, I started to meditate in the forest.Ever since I realized that my responsibilities are heavy, I no longer spend my days as lazy as before. Nuoda has a Murong family and must be inherited by me, and my current ability is far from enough...

Near noon, I went to the kitchen again and started cooking for the group.Thinking of Ono's hard work recently, he specially made a separate nutrition package for her.Thanks to her being able to persevere in that kind of training, I thought she wouldn't get up to train again if she was killed this morning!It seemed that the princes held much more importance in her heart than herself.With a chuckle, he put another poached egg on top of the rice.

Pour oil into the pan first, wait for the oil to heat up and emit green smoke, then add the onion and ginger, sauté until fragrant, then put the fish in.After frying for a while, just as I was about to turn the fish over, suddenly a tennis ball was directly thrown into the pot from the oil fume outlet in front, splashing a burst of oil.

When I saw that a good pot of food was ruined by a tennis ball, I burst into anger all at once.Turn off the fire, scoop up the tennis balls with a ladle, and go straight to the tennis training ground to question the teacher.I just let me know who played the ball, so he won't even want to eat!