They Gather Here

Lao Tzu is a school for further study!

Look at it, it's so awesome, it's starting to akimbo.

However, the students have to pay the corresponding price.

Especially the scumbag Nakano Wuyue, whenever he mentioned the exam, he wanted to cry and provoke him, and then turned his grief and anger into appetite, and hoarded fat to the place where it needed to be hoarded.

Of course, this is also related to the person who instructs her to review.

Just like Luo from the neighborhood committee.

Time: After school.

Location: Home Economics Classroom.

Luo Zhen arranged math problems for Nakano Wuyue, and then lured them into profit: "If the correct rate of this set of problems is more than 80%, I will reward you with a croquette."

Although utilitarian, the effect is indeed obvious.

Nakano Wuyue flung herself on the table in the home economics classroom as if she had been beaten with chicken blood, desperately counting with straw paper.

Seeing her like this, everyone in the room looked at each other and smiled.

Xue Xia gently pushed Luo Zhen, and said in a low voice: "The potatoes are almost ready."

Luo Zhen took out the potatoes from the microwave oven and crushed them into puree with a rolling pin.

Then, he found half an onion and chopped it into pieces, sprinkled a spoonful of oil in the pan and boiled it, then put the onion and sautéed until fragrant, then stir-fried the meat stuffing, and seasoned with salt and pepper.

Minced meat is done.

The next step is to pinch potato cakes.

Luo Zhen was about to put on the disposable gloves, but Chitanda interjected: "Senior Luo, can I try?"

The girl is eager to try.

Everyone else was surprised, though.

As we all know, croquettes are considered pastries, and this is what Chitanda is the worst at.

"Can it work?" Even though he asked, Luo Zhen still handed over the disposable gloves.

This shows that he likes Chitanda's courageous personality.

So, the girl took the gloves and rolled up her sleeves: "No problem."

She poured the fried meat stuffing into the mashed potatoes, stirred them evenly, then scooped out a small piece of mashed potatoes, balled them up, and flattened them into cakes.

at the same time……

"Hehehe..."

"Hey hey hey..."

"Hahaha……"

The girl smiled strangely, and kept ravaging the potato cake in her hand, as if she had a grudge against it.

Blackened! ?

Luo Zhen couldn't help shivering.

At this moment, the girl suddenly returned to normal. She broke an egg and added a little salt.

She skillfully "plays" with the potato cakes, first dipping in flour, then dipping in egg wash, and finally rolling in bread crumbs, and then frying them in a frying pan until golden.

Let’s not mention the intermediate process for now, but judging from the result, it is indeed perfect.

The croquettes are done!

However, everyone in the neighborhood committee did not dare to speak rashly, even Nakano Wuyue swallowed.

Obviously, there are times when foodies hesitate.

Luo Zhen coughed lightly, and waited for Chitanda to throw away the disposable gloves before asking, "Chitanda, what happened to you just now?"

The girl was stunned for two seconds before she realized: "I'm just curious if I can make pastry."

Was it just curiosity?

Why does it feel like breaking through some kind of magic barrier?

Luo Zhen was stunned.

Chitanda didn't notice anything wrong, wiped off her sweat, and said, "I didn't think it would be difficult at all. During this time, my research on recipes has not been in vain."

No wonder this girl has such a big obsession.

Only then did Luo Zhen let out a long sigh of relief, and secretly winked at Nakano Wuyue.

Unexpectedly...

"I haven't finished the question yet." Nakano Wuyue shook his head.

This guy is obviously scared!

Of course, she can't be blamed, after all, even Luo Zhen was intimidated by Chitanda's dark aura just now.

When a group of people were struggling with who to try, the savior appeared.

I saw Shizuka Hiratsuka striding into the home economics classroom without even knocking on the door, and then sat down on the chair, looking very tired.

However, she soon perked up.

"Coke cake?" A masculine voice echoed around, "Can I have a taste?"

"Please, be sure, eat and have a look." Luo Zhen responded immediately.

"I said, your attitude is suspicious?"

"Absolutely not!"

"Humph--"

Shizuka Hiratsuka raised her small nose very girlishly.

However, instead of entanglement, she picked up the chopsticks, picked up a croquette and blew it, and said in a low voice, "I'll drive..."

The latter words were not finished.

o (╥﹏╥) o

Chitanda's face instantly changed from sunny to cloudy.

Luo Zhen also became nervous: "Teacher, is there any problem?"

"No problem." Hiratsuka shook her head, "I was just wondering if there is any dipping sauce."

"Yes, ketchup, Thousand Island dressing, salad dressing..."

"Salad dressing."

As expected of being "quiet and handsome", choose a sauce with super high calories.

Luo Zhen dug out the salad dressing from the cabinet and handed it over.

Shizuka Hiratsuka immediately unscrewed the jar, scooped up a large spoonful of it with a spoon, and spread it evenly on it with the back of the spoon.

Then, she picked up the croquette again and let out a long sigh of relief: "I'm starting~"

She took a big bite.

The light spiciness of the onion goes well with the minced meat.

"Delicious." Shizuka Hiratsuka commented.

Chitanda breathed a sigh of relief, bowed and said, "Thank you, teacher, for your compliment."

So, everyone swarmed up and shared a few croquettes and ate them.

Just when Nakano Wuyue was about to take the opportunity to strike, a pair of chopsticks were thrown at an incredible angle.

Yukinoshita said sternly, "I haven't finished the problem yet."

Nakano Wuyue puffed up her cheeks in an instant, like a doormat, listening to the chewing of the people around her, the sound wafted in the classroom.

She was angry from the heart, evil to the guts, and continued to work on the question through gritted teeth.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

When she finished the set of math problems, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, patted their stomachs in satisfaction, and slumped on their seats.

Only Luo Zhen lowered his head, lost in thought, thinking about whether the croquettes made today could be improved.

At this moment, Shizuka Hiratsuka said: "What do you think about the cultural festival?"

This topic again.

During the school trip, she mentioned it, but Luo Zhen felt that it was still early at the time, so he didn't make too many plans.

"Teacher, isn't the cultural festival in September?" he asked.

"You need to prepare early." Shizuka Hiratsuka subconsciously touched the cigarette case, but suddenly realized that this is not an office, so she pulled her hand out of her pocket, "Some things, it will be too late."

"Like?"

"I heard that the SF department is going to shoot short sci-fi short films, and many scenes can only be shot collectively during the summer vacation."

It turned out to be the case.

Luo Zhen and Yukinoshita looked at each other, and countless thoughts flooded into their hearts.

Cooking team competition?

Homemade food contest?

Izakaya culture promotion documentary?

There seem to be countless options.

Hiratsuka smiled and said in a low voice: "You must have a lot of ideas, but the problem now is that the neighborhood committee is a literary and art club."

It's that old question again——

How to survive the siege of science and engineering societies?

This requires too much movement and too much thought.