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A few minutes later, the seven people finished the porridge in their bowls and gathered back at the class camp.

The four girls rushed to the big pot on the stove with empty bowls: "Fanfan, this porridge is delicious. I feel like I can drink two big bowls."

Not to be outdone, the three boys responded with a smile: "Our three bowls will definitely be fine!"

Director Lu and Wu Heng, the head teachers, were also found by them. Each of the two teachers had a big bowl in their hands, and they had already taken the initiative to fill themselves a big bowl of pork and vegetable porridge with a big iron spoon.

Lu Yining's eyes lit up as soon as he took the first mouthful of porridge: "Okay, you guys, this pot of porridge is cooked to a high standard. It tastes much better than the ones at the school gate."

Yu Fangfang and the others said, "That's not right. Director, don't even look at who did this. This was done by Ning Fanxin, the super-theological master of our class. Can other people's skills be compared with hers?"

After spending most of the day together, the seven of them seemed to have become Ning Fanxin's crazy fans, the kind of people who tend to be brainless.

Director Lu gave a thumbs up to Ning Fanxin, who was immersed in his porridge: "Xiao Ning's skills are pretty good!"

"The director has given me the award, but everyone is exaggerating. Isn't it just a pot of porridge? Who can't cook such a porridge with no technical difficulty?" Ning Fanxin has adapted well to such nonsensical compliments. Didn't take it seriously at all.

Ever since she went to high school in Huyun City, she could hear this kind of compliment again and again every now and then. Her ears had already become calloused, okay?

Wu Heng, the head teacher of class 3 of the freshman class at the Department of ChiU, also drank with satisfaction. When he heard this, he raised his head and glanced at the still full pot on the stove, then turned to look at it thoughtfully. Ning Fanxin said: "Classmate Xiao Ning, why don't you cook one more pot? There are only 28 students in our class, and you still have so many pots. If you add another pot later, it should be enough for the whole class. "

The group of turtles in the class have not yet arrived at the camp, and I don’t know where they have gone.

Excluding the team led by Ning Fanxin, there are still 20 freshmen in the class, and they have not been seen yet.

Even the accompanying instructor has been dragged down and has not come yet. To say they are turtles is to bury other turtles.

As a class teacher, it is understandable that he feels sorry for his students. However, Yu Fangfang, who has personally experienced the difficult process of making porridge, was not very happy. When she heard what he said, she subconsciously wanted to refuse: "Old classmate, it's not very good." All right?"

We are all people who came all the way. Why should they who arrived first have the obligation to work for free for the people behind?

Seven freshmen: Old class, have you forgotten that you are also our old class? Don’t you feel a pang of conscience when you abuse us who are working hard for the sake of those turtles behind you?

Director Lu: "You, Teacher Wu, have good intentions, but it depends on you whether you want to or not. And I don't think we can let you suffer. If you provide them with breakfast, then it is their turn to be responsible for lunch." , otherwise it would be too unfair.”

"I agree with what the director said, Lao Ban, what do you think?" Ning Fanxin expressed his position on behalf of the team.

We are all freshmen. Just because our team is successful, we cannot let them work for free for the people behind us. There is no such thing in this world.

As the freshman class teacher, Wu Heng only made this suggestion out of love for the students, but he had no intention of favoring the group behind him.

Hearing the exchange of opinions proposed by Director Lu, he naturally would not object: "That's right. We are all new students here to participate in training. There is no reason for you to have to be tired when you arrive early. Don't worry, I will tell everyone later , to ensure that no one of them dares to have an opinion."

If you dare to have an opinion, it will be easy to handle. Anyone who has an opinion should not drink porridge. They can collect the things themselves and do it themselves. We will see if they are exhausted!

With the assurance of Wu Heng, the head teacher, Ning Fanxin and others no longer resisted. They just finished filling the porridge and got up to start cooking the second pot of porridge.

With the experience of the first pot, they were very fast and performed their own duties. They made the second pot of porridge in less than half an hour.

And because of Wu Heng's insistence, this pot of porridge contained twice as much rice as the first pot, making it the first full pot.

"That's it, teacher, our rice, meat, vegetables, etc. have basically been used up. If it's not enough for the whole class, there's nothing we can do." Ning Fanxin finally scooped up the bottom of the pot with a big iron spoon, stood up straight and faced Wu Heng said.

Wu Heng nodded: "Okay, that's enough. I'll only give you so much if you don't have enough to eat. They'll find their own way to the rest."