Douluo's steel judge

After waking up from an afternoon nap, Kyle stepped into the classroom refreshed, and even hummed the pop music he liked very much in his previous life.

Aside from that terrible failure, his life was beautiful

In the afternoon is the time to study with Teacher Dong. This is the exclusive classroom for Teacher Dong. Only he and Teacher Dong can use the classroom for teaching. When other students come, the teacher who guards the gate will expel them. Only Kyle, the teacher who guards the gate will automatically let him go .

How can I make a delicious cake? The bad thing about this world is that there is nothing. The profession of chef is not valued at all. There is not even a shop selling recipes in Wuhun City.

He had never heard of the so-called yeast powder and cake flour in the previous life, so he could only try it by buying various food powders that were available in the market like flour.

Speaking of which, the food in Douluo Continent is not bad at all. There is also so-called palace food. How did they teach the cooking skills? Could it be that they just use words and deeds to teach one-on-one?

Kyle's energy was lifted, and then Teacher Dong's calm words came: "Kyle, why are you distracted again?"

"Teacher, haven't you started teaching yet?" Kyle explained to Teacher Dong skillfully.

Teacher Dong was dressed in a teacher's uniform and looked at Kyle with a smile and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

"Kyle, you're always distracted." Teacher Dong rolled his eyes and flicked his finger on Kyle's forehead at a very fast speed.

With a bang, Teacher Dong's forehead flick was unexpectedly unsuccessful, because Kyle's face was covered by a golden-white mask, and only the mask made a bang sound.

"Teacher, you have already used this trick last time," Kyle said helplessly as he released part of the spirit possession. "Teacher, I must say that if I lose my mind on the battlefield, my head will be smashed right now, right?" "

"You little devil"

But then there was a snap, and Teacher Dong succeeded in another sneak attack. Kyle hugged his red forehead and squatted down in pain, "Teacher, you are cheating."

"So, Kyle, on the battlefield, you were so distracted that your head was blown." Teacher Dong smiled with a smile that sounded like a successful prank, "If you are an enemy, you will not miss any opportunity for a sneak attack. This is what I'm teaching you." This principle"

"Let's start our practice today. Do you remember the ways to deal with spirit beasts that the teacher asked you to memorize last time?"

.......

"Okay, that's it for today's practice." Teacher Dong squeezed Kyle's face hard.

Kyle's cheeks were as red as if they were stained with red paint. While touching his exaggeratedly red face, he said goodbye to Teacher Dong: "Goodbye, teacher, but can you please stop pinching my face next time? I will be in the future." But you have to rely on your face to make a living.”

Every time during the battle training with Mr. Dong, Teacher Dong would pinch Kyle’s face while restraining him. Compared with the way of fighting at the beginning, when Kyle was knocked away dozens of meters, Teacher Dong’s pinching of the face looked more intimate and intimate. Much more relaxed.

Kyle's face looked exaggeratedly red every time, but in fact it wasn't very painful, and by the time he went to bed at night, Kyle's face had basically returned to its original state.

"You're so beautiful, you little brat. The teacher will pinch her harder tomorrow." Teacher Dong waved his hand and disappeared from Kyle's eyes.

"Your Majesty the Pope." A bishop from the Wuhun Palace had been waiting outside the academy for a long time. When he saw Bibi Dong, he immediately knelt down on one knee and said, "There is news from the Tiandou Empire that they need assistance."

"It's a message from Her Royal Highness," the bishop added.

"Don't be so public outside the academy in the future." Bibi Dong's eyes turned back to a very sharp look.

"The Holy Son will not see it, but there is something wrong with me..." The bishop lowered his head in fear.

"Say" Bibi Dong's eyes were as indifferent as a human god.

"Sooner or later, the Holy Son will know the identity of His Majesty the Pope...then why not..."

"I will let him know, but now is not the time..." Bibi Dong thought about her student, and suddenly smiled, her eyes full of tenderness, "I will let him know to the world that he is me Bibi Dong s student"

Bibi Dong's words carried a mother-like tenderness, and this kind of tenderness was not enjoyed by even her first disciple or her own daughter.

Kyle was leaving the classroom when suddenly a small figure blocked his way.

Kyle took a closer look. Isn't this the Xiao Xiaoxiao that Kyle saw at noon?

"I'm Xiao..." Xiao Xiaoxiao thought Kyle didn't hear her self-introduction clearly at noon and was about to say something.

"Xiao Xiaoxiao," Kyle said, "We met at noon."

As a person with an EQ of 250, Kyle is naturally not so immature that he cannot remember the name that others formally introduce themselves to. It’s just that he doesn’t know how to write the name...

"My surname is Xiao, and the pretty word is Xiao next to the word no one, and Xiao means Xiao who knows." Xiao Xiaoxiao re-introduced himself seriously.

"What's wrong?" Kyle scratched his head in embarrassment, "Did those Lawrence guys come to harass you again?"

"No...no...they didn't come to me..." Xiao Xiaoxiao stammered, "I'm here to thank you."

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Xiaoxiao took out the package in his hand. After opening it, there was an exquisite food box. There were some exquisite pastries in the large food box.

"This...isn't good..." Kyle couldn't help but salivate when he saw those delicious-looking pastries.

Hell, eating your own failed products for a month in a row has caused problems.

"Nothing..." Before Xiao Xiaoxiao finished speaking, Kyle seemed to get the signal, opened the food box and ate the pastries one by one.

"It's so... so delicious..." Kyle cried while eating. Compared with the dough balls, cakes, and buns he made, none of which were pastries, it was a paradise. A hell.

After a long time, Kyle finally finished the pastries, while Xiao Xiaoxiao just watched silently.

"I'm so sorry..." Kyle suddenly realized after eating that it was a bit rude for him to finish other people's cakes like this.

"I've spent money on you. How much are these pastries? I'll give you back." Kyle would not take advantage of this poor child and planned to give the money back to Xiao Xiaoxiao.

"It doesn't matter...I made these myself...the cost is not high, no...no need..." Xiao Xiaoxiao looked timid.

"What?" Kyle's eyes were filled with disbelief when he heard that this was a pastry made by Xiao Xiaoxiao himself.

They are all six-year-old children, and I am still a pseudo-child with a mental age of thirty years old. Why are there such big differences in what everyone does?

Kyle's eyes suddenly lit up.

but

Aren’t you suffering from the fact that there is no one or books to learn how to make pastries? This brother in front of you is a life-saving straw.

"Classmate Xiao, can I ask you something?" Kyle turned around with a pitiful look.

"I...I'll try my best...please ask what it is..." Student Xiao still didn't understand one thing at this time.

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