Quick Travel: From Beginner to Master

Antoine is a first-class soldier, and he is among the soldiers with higher overall quality.

But now he will be stuffed into the kitchen by the general and beheaded. This miraculous development is really unexpected.

Ling Liang had a good impression of this guard who had been with him for a long time. Two days later, he took the time to pay him a visit.

The busiest lunch time of the day had passed. Ling Liang came to the door of the kitchen and saw only a few people making desserts while looking at the coffee that was about to boil on the stove.

Antoine is here too, with a baked cherry pie in front of him.

He stepped back and looked at what he considered a perfect dessert with satisfaction.

After thinking about it, he said to himself: "It would be better if it were sweeter."

He pulled the jar containing the thick syrup to him. Antoine put his spoon in, scooped out a large spoonful of sugar liquid, and poured it freely on the cherry pie.

Smelling the sweet smell in the air, he praised himself intoxicatedly: "You did a very good job, that's why it tastes delicious!"

This statement attracted the attention of others, who all gathered around to watch Antoine's masterpiece, expressing their opinions with each other.

Some chefs even think that honey should be added to give it a pure taste.

These people really have a craving for sweets.Ling Liang sighed inwardly and knocked on the open door of the kitchen to remind them that someone was coming.

Antoine followed the sound and looked towards the door, and saw his former boss standing there, obviously waiting for him.

He was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked out of the kitchen, and went to a place suitable for conversation with Ling Liang.

Ling Liang asked about Antoine's situation here, and was relieved to learn that everything was fine with him.

After all, Antoine came here because of his involvement, and he would not feel sorry if he was treated unfairly in the new environment.

Antoine didn't know what the blond young man in front of him was thinking. He actually didn't have any dissatisfaction with being assigned to do odd jobs.

Working in the kitchen is tiring, but it becomes easier after dinner time.

Moreover, his colleagues are easy to get along with and they are eager to teach him their specialties.

It was only now that Antoine discovered that he seemed to be uniquely talented in cooking and learned everything very quickly.

It seems like he got a blessing in disguise and found the right path.

Antoine made up his mind to work hard here, and then he would rely on this craft to make a living.

Both of them had their own things to be busy with. Ling Liang hurriedly met with Antoine, and after understanding the situation, he hurriedly said goodbye to him.

Seeing Ling Liang walking some distance away, Antoine couldn't help but call him out.

Ling Liang turned back with some doubts.

Antoine pinched the corner of his clothes awkwardly and said solemnly: "Although you may not care, I still want to clarify with you here - I swear in the name of God, I am not the one who reported you to the general."

I didn't expect that he still remembered this.

Ling Liang smiled, said "hmm" softly, and said sincerely: "I believe you."

Ling Liang thought he was quite familiar with Antoine.

As his bodyguard, Antoine had many opportunities to inform the General, but he never did so.

Why have you suddenly changed your mind about something you have never done before?Considering Antoine's character, we can basically determine that the possibility of this happening is very small.

As for how the donation came to the general, Ling Liang didn't care much.

The military of country y is not a free man, so it naturally has special channels to detect information secretly.

It would be strange if they couldn't even show this ability.

When Antoine heard the trusting answer from his former boss, the entanglement and anxiety that had been hidden in his heart for the past few days suddenly disappeared.

The happy look appeared on his face again.

He asked Ling Liang enthusiastically if he wanted to try the cherry pie he had made.

Ling Liang's expression changed, and he immediately said no, and then left the place in a hurry.

He remembered that when he went back last week, Mrs. Tanya made another high-calorie set meal.

Those fruit-filled pies and various cakes were so sweet and so greasy that they were bitter, but under Mrs. Tanya’s kind gaze, it was hard not to eat them.

Ling Liang was unwilling to try this fear of being dominated by sweets again.

When the new project submitted by the institute was approved, the final exam of Cambridge University also came.

Ling Liang and his classmate Tommy returned to the campus after a long absence.

Even though these people have skipped the theoretical knowledge and entered the practical stage, others are very polite when calling them, and they must add the title of "Doctor".

But in fact, a considerable number of people in the base are still students in schools and have never graduated from college at all.

Often when the school receives a notice, everyone has to rush back to take the exam, otherwise the degree certificate will not be theirs.

After finishing the last subject and leaving the campus, Tommy asked the people following them to stay away.

The two of them strolled casually on the nearby streets.

Engaged in boring research work all day long, and being exposed to the same people and things, Tommy felt like he was going crazy.

Finally got a chance to relax. He didn't want to go back to the base now, he had to have a good time.

"Elton, what are your usual grades given by the professor?"

While walking, Tommy suddenly asked.

Again.

Ling Liang was speechless. Every time they came back for exams, they would ask him this question. Did those professors have the word "partiality" written all over their faces?

Tommy was still urging him beside him, so Ling Liang had no choice but to tell the truth: "Just like you, I'll give him a passing grade."

Most of their professors are very rigid and strict people, and they will not be particularly partial to any student just because they like that person, which will lead to unfair treatment.

Ling Liang really only got a passing grade, not one more point.

They had not come to class once in the semester. To get this score was enough to show that the school was very tolerant of them. He was also very grateful to the professors for their kindness.

Ling Liang could guarantee that his words were true, but he couldn't help but be doubtful by others.

Tommy looked at him suspiciously for a while and muttered something under his breath.

Ling Liang couldn't hear clearly, but he could also guess that it was definitely not a good word.

Tommy turned his head away, he didn't believe Elton's words.

If their usual scores are the same, then why is Ayrton always able to widen the gap with him after the total score calculated according to the prescribed ratio comes out?

When Tommy thought this way, he completely forgot about his lack of attention and contempt for the final exam.

He believed that the school only tested the most basic knowledge, and there was no reason for him, a top student, not to know it, so he put the books aside and never thought about reviewing them.

Who would have expected that what stumped him in the exam would be the "most basic" questions in his eyes?

Tommy had a fire in his heart. He never felt that he was worse than Elton, but the fact was clearly there.

No matter in school or in the institute, Elton always suppressed him, which made Tommy feel angry and aggrieved.

But there was nowhere to vent his anger.

Tommy was completely out of the mood for a walk now.

He cursed Elton in his mind, barely maintained his outward demeanor, walked forward again, and then made a request to go back as if he was tired.

Ling Liang felt exhausted for him after watching this dramatist's smooth performance.

However, Tommy's proposal was exactly what he wanted, so Ling Liang agreed readily without saying anything.

The two turned around and prepared to walk back along the route they came from.

But suddenly, on the empty street, a burst of "pat-ta-ta-ta-ta" footsteps sounded from far to near.

In the alley not far ahead, a little boy with hair so short that only stubble was left slowly turned out and appeared in their field of vision.

It was a boy with Southeast Asian facial features.

He was in ragged clothes, with a sallow complexion and a pair of very large men's slippers that were not old and new. Because the slippers did not fit his feet very well, they made annoying noises every time he took a step.

The little boy probably didn't expect anyone to be here. He was startled and subconsciously wanted to go back to the alley.