I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

The graduation banquet went smoothly and cheerfully, but even though it was a banquet, only a few male teachers and a few classmates drank some beer. The rest were mostly drinking drinks.

Even the classmates who had conflicts with each other and disliked each other finally toasted each other, and the old grudges were said goodbye.

After the banquet was missed, it was the real farewell.

Fu'er stood by the window of the box, watching the students leaving one by one.

"Why, are you thinking about life here? You're not drinking at all."

It seemed that finally no one was around Boss Xie, and he could finally rest for a while. However, during this break, he saw Fu'er standing by the window sill in a daze, so he simply walked over with a glass of beer.

"Have a drink?"

"No way, Boss Xie, I really can't get used to drinking."

"Okay, it's best if you don't drink this thing."

Mr. Xie naturally wouldn't force himself, he took a sip of beer and said.

"How are you? Have you decided what major and school to apply for?"

"Absolutely not!"

Fu Er said the most useless words with the most confident words.

"It's okay, there's no rush. There are still a few days left before filling in the application form."

Boss Xie had long been accustomed to him being like this and said with an indifferent expression.

"Well, I feel like I'm not used to it, Boss Xie, if you don't criticize me twice."

Fu'er scratched his head and said.

"Come on, I don't want to be a stinky old man who keeps chattering at my student's graduation banquet."

Boss Xie knocked Fu'er on the head and said.

"Besides, I feel like there's no need for me to worry about you."

"Ah? Why?"

"Because I feel that you have changed a lot this year. Of course it's a good thing."

"Have it?"

Fu'er looked confused.

"Yes, as a teacher who has been teaching for nearly 40 years, how can I not see any changes in students."

Boss Xie took a sip of beer and said.

"For example, look at Zhan Qi over there. He and Li Qingyi should be in a relationship. They must have been together for a year and a half."

"what????"

This is a secret that even he doesn't know. Although Fu'er himself is not a gossip, it is unlikely that even the head teacher knows this kind of news, but he, a student, doesn't know about it.

"There are too many things like this that can be seen, but as long as there are no harmful effects, I won't go out to find you."

"Then you came to me, what does it mean -"

Fu Er asked tentatively.

"Don't think too much, I'm just asking casually. And didn't I already tell you the good aspects?"

Putting down the wine glass, Boss Xie looked at Fu'er carefully.

"However, it's a good thing. Otherwise, I would definitely be worried about your whereabouts."

"Then why aren't you worried now?"

"Because I believe you, or you now, can definitely make a good choice."

Boss Xie said very confidently, even Fu Er himself didn't know where the other party's confidence came from.

"Ah...then I can lend you some good advice?"

"The rest of you! Let's take a picture!"

The shouts of classmates came from not far away.

"Go on, let me blow the wind here for a while."

Boss Xie waved his hand and motioned to Fu'er to go by himself.

Looking at the other person's leaving figure, his mind subconsciously overlapped with the figure of another one of his students, which reminded Boss Xie of past memories.

"It's so similar——"

He couldn't help sighing.

"Thank you, boss! Come together!"

"Come on, come on! I've never seen you so active in class!"

But he is not him and will not be him.

Boss Xie believes so firmly.

After the banquet, we took some group photos, and in the afternoon a large group of people ran to the KTV to roar all afternoon.

To be honest, Fuldu felt that this was the most gregarious he had ever been. According to his previous habits, he might not have found an excuse to run home just after dinner.

Maybe this is also blessed by the special emotion of graduation.

However, there is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever. They will eventually say goodbye to each other and then move towards the future.

Facing the setting sun, Fu'er thought about his professional issues while embarking on his return journey.

Before I knew it, I had already reached the door of my house.

Then he saw Sylvia wandering in front of her house.

rare! This guy is not lying on the sofa at home?

Then he was startled by the other party's head turn.

"Uh...why are you wearing a gas mask?"

Fu'er asked in confusion.

But the other party didn't reply to him, and just pointed to the house.

To be precise, which direction is the direction of the kitchen at home.

Against the walls and door panels, it seems that you can still vaguely hear the sound of some spatulas clashing.

Have guests at home?

Fu Er opened the door in confusion.

Then as soon as I walked in, I was hit by the burnt smell mixed with fat, meat, spices, and vegetables, and I choked to death.

"Ahem, cough, let me blanch, who is making biological weapons in my house?"

"Ah? Fu'er, you're back. Please help me see if I've run out of oil. Why are the fried vegetables so black?"

From the kitchen, the head of an adult woman popped out, wearing glasses and holding a spatula in her hand.

There was just a layer of oil on the glasses, and there were some strange black things on the spatula.

"…………"

Fu'er was silent for a moment, then decisively rushed into the kitchen and turned off the gas.

"Uh... I originally wanted to stir-fry some vegetables, but it seems that I haven't cooked for too long and my skills have deteriorated. But it doesn't matter! The rice is almost cooked! If it doesn't work, just stir-fry two more vegetables!"

Fu'er probed his head and saw the unknown object in the pot.

After all, I guess the pot needs to be replaced.

"Oh!"

Then, following the voice and looking over the other person's shoulder, Fu'er saw the lid of the rice cooker being opened by a huge amount of rice.

Moreover, it is obvious that he is not familiar with it either.

The corners of Fu'er's eyes twitched and he looked back at the woman in front of him, who was a little embarrassed.

Then, he sighed helplessly.

"Hey... Auntie, this is not a problem of your skills deteriorating..."

Looking around the messy kitchen, Fu'er couldn't help but hold his forehead with a headache.

This guy simply washed away the skill points that he finally learned about the basics of cooking, and then went in the direction of making biological and chemical weapons, never to return.

The rice I made before was obviously not delicious, but at least it was edible!

"Uh...it's okay! It's still early now, I'll do it again-"

"Auntie, let's go out to eat..."

"But...I also bought a lot of vegetables..."

"I have a restaurant that I really want to eat at. Let's go out to eat!"

Fu'er solemnly pressed his aunt's shoulders, and then asked seriously.

"OK then……"

All in all, in order to save his kitchen and avoid being called to the fire alarm by his neighbors, Fuer really tried his best.

"Ding--"

At the same time, the oven also made a crisp sound.

"Oh, by the way! I baked some cookies! This one must not-"

The aunt patted her head, then turned around and opened the oven.

"Hiss, hot! Hot! Gloves! Gloves!"

In a hurry, I finally took out the baking pan.

And then... What's on top is... something that has almost turned into coal, and might have been a biscuit for a brief period of time.

"Uh…………"

"…………"

"How about we... go out?"

The aunt asked tentatively.

"Let's go-"

Without looking back, Fuer left this desperate place.

I can't hold it any longer! ! !