Dressed as a fake young master of a wealthy family

Xu Xiyan was stimulated by the promotion of his undergraduate degree. The ceiling of his current knowledge reserve is how to find the area of ​​a triangle.

You want to upgrade your undergraduate degree?

Meaning, he's going to go to college now?

Xu Xiyan: "Who do you think wants to be promoted?"

Zhuang Zhizhou: "You, don't you want to be promoted? Haven't you been taking the exam for two years?"

Two years in a row...

"Why should I upgrade my undergraduate degree?"

"Only with a bachelor's degree or above can you go to a good university abroad for gold plating."

Hearing the words "Bachelor degree and above", Xu Xiyan suddenly remembered when he was looking for a job after graduating from technical secondary school, and he couldn't help feeling sour.

But he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately now he no longer has to look for a job.

Who hasn't had a sad past yet.

Zhuang Zhizhou: "Didn't you always worry about your education?"

"..." It used to be, but it doesn't now.

However, the original owner seemed to have tossed about education. After all, if he wanted to compete with Chen Anyan, a college education would definitely not work.

What's more, Chen Anyan's academic qualifications are so dazzling, compared with him, no one else can do it.

Xu Changyuan also promised that if he passed the undergraduate degree, he would be sent abroad for gold plating, and then he would study in the company.

So, after he was upgraded to a bachelor's degree, he still has to go abroad for a few years, and then come back to be a social animal?

Xu Xiyan complained: "If I can pass the exam, why didn't I take the exam directly in high school, but have to go around and wait until now?"

Zhuang Zhizhou: "Because you couldn't pass the exam at that time."

Xu Xiyan: "Then I won't be able to pass the exam right now."

Seeing that he was emotional, Zhuang Zhizhou hesitated for a moment when he thought of the strength of his beating Jiang You that night, and pushed his new brain-boosting and intellectual-reinforcing product at him: "Why don't you try a few courses of treatment?"

Xu Xiyan: "..."

"Send it to you for free, don't ask for your money, it's impossible to surpass Chen Anyan, but you can get close to him infinitely."

Xu Xiyan has self-knowledge, let him study every cell, he can't surpass Chen Anyan in terms of academic qualifications.

He ignored the health product salesman and thought of a quick way: "Is it okay to spend money?"

Zhuang Zhizhou: "Of course not. Falsifying your academic qualifications is a capital offense."

"..." This world is so strict.

Although he couldn't meet Chen Anyan, Xu Xiyan felt that he was everywhere. After all, he had many spokespersons, such as Uncle Zhang, who watched him drink porridge, and the family doctor, who watched him take medicine.

Xu Xiyan usually has enough health, he can take good care of himself, never thought that one day he will be taken care of by others, and he will take care of every detail.

Xu Changyuan and Qiu Mengwan stayed up late almost every day to make overseas phone calls to him. What was amazing was that they only called when they were both at home, and then forced them to video chat together, and then asked him in front of Chen Anyan, Did Chen Anyan take good care of him, did he listen to Chen Anyan's words?

Xu Xiyan: "..." I beg you, don't let him take care of me.

As expected of Chen Anyan, if he promised his parents to take care of him, he must do it to the extreme.

Recently, the porridge made by Uncle Zhang has become more and more unpalatable, with a faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine. Xu Xiyan couldn't stand it anymore. He even thought maliciously that Chen Anyan might add medicine to the porridge, increasing the dose little by little, so that he would be poisoned slowly. , and finally turned into a brain-dead.

Xu Xiyan couldn't take it anymore, he wanted to eat something else, anything but porridge, he wasn't picky eaters anymore.

But porridge needs to be drunk, and medicine must also be taken. After all, the body belongs to oneself.

It was not easy to hear from Uncle Zhang that Chen Anyan was going on a business trip, and it happened that Uncle Zhang also had something to go back to his hometown. Xu Xiyan was so excited that he prepared a sneaky plan.

There are still some small yellow croakers at home, let's fry them.

Taking advantage of the servants' lunch break, Xu Xiyan slipped into the kitchen, closed the door, and stepped onto his stage.

Long time no see, pots and pans.

Xu Xiyan put on gloves and cleaned the fish very skillfully, then marinated it with ginger, scallions, cooking wine, salt and sugar, coated with cornstarch and egg liquid, heated up the oil, and fried until golden on both sides.

After working for almost an hour, a plate of fragrant, crispy, loose, soft and crispy pan-fried small yellow croaker came out of the pan.

It is full of color, fragrance and taste, just like a court tribute.

He tapped the little yellow croaker with his chopsticks, and couldn't help bragging to himself: "Yuyu, your uncle is still your uncle."

The master in that world once said to him: "You can lose your life, but you can't lose your skills."

From the current point of view, only he did it.

Smelling the scent, Xu Xiyan was in a good mood, set up a plate, and carved a few flowers out of cucumbers for decoration.

Once his spirit of striving for perfection came up, no matter what he could not stop it, he wanted to carve two koi out of carrots and put them on display.

The ordinary pan-fried small yellow croaker has become unaffordable, and the price can be sold from 58 to at least 158.

Xu Xiyan gave himself a thumbs up with the expression of "Only a plate of 158 small yellow croakers is worthy of my five-star chef", and then prepared to start with a special sense of ceremony.

"Isn't it delicious and delicious? Why do you want to go to university?"

Xu Xiyan was trembling and thinking about stealing a meal when the kitchen door swung open.

Xu Xiyan didn't panic, Uncle Zhang asked for leave today, only Uncle Zhang would unswervingly carry out Chen Anyan's words, the other nannies would pamper him a little if he was moved with affection.

Xu Xiyan happily held the fried small yellow croaker, turned around, shivered in fright, and subconsciously jumped a small step back, swearing at the same time: "Damn it!"

Why the hell did Chen Anyan appear here at this time!Didn't he go on a business trip?

He protected the fish, but his waist hit the marble stove, and he didn't know which acupuncture point he hit. The pain made him doubt his life, and tears came out of pain.

What is this earth-shattering chef's professionalism? People can fall, but dishes cannot.

Why every time Chen Anyan appeared, it seemed like he was going to kill him.

He rubbed his waist, twisted his face and asked, "You walk silently?"

Chen Anyan snorted, and said flatly: "You don't have good ears, of course you can't hear it with the door closed."

"When did you come back?"

Chen Anyan glanced at the plate of fish in his hand, and raised the corner of his mouth, "When you said that you and the fish are related by blood."

"..."

Look at what this person said, refuted your words, and hurt you.

Xu Xiyan's momentum suddenly weakened: "Aren't you on a business trip? You came back so soon?"

Chen Anyan looked like this, with a suit and leather shoes, a neat tie, meticulous hair, and a briefcase in his hand. He really looked like he had just returned from a business trip.

He didn't answer his words, but lazily lowered his eyelids, looked at his plate of pan-fried small yellow croaker, and then looked at him indifferently, "Well, it turned out to be premeditated."

Xu Xiyan's face froze, and he heard the voice of his words - you are fucking deliberately cheating behind my back.

Xu Xiyan opened and closed his mouth, closed and opened again, and for a while, he didn't know how to explain this scene, which was similar to being caught by the boss while fishing at work.

Especially the boss is now holding a stone hammer and cannot be refuted.

However, as a professional social animal who has dealt with countless strange bosses, Xu Xiyan has always believed that only when he is stable can he win.

As long as the skin is thick enough, the attitude is good enough, the eyes are innocent enough, the tone is sincere enough, and the bragging is hard enough, there will be no boss who can't get over it.

He stabilized his emotions, held the small yellow croaker with both hands, bent slightly, and handed it to Chen Anyan in a gesture of offering, and put on the reverent expression of being summoned by an international VIP, smiled and said to Chen Anyan: "Actually, this fish, I gave it to you." You prepared."