Rebirth as a Cooking God

Xia Yu is about to reopen the class in Yuanyue, and the news of the open class is as if he has wings and spread neon overnight.

"Oh, do you remember your old business?"

The local well-known media authority, Chiyo Aichi, couldn't help blowing a playful whistle when getting first-hand information.

The assistant was very excited beside him: "Senior, Taiwan will definitely send our team to the station. Who asked the senior to have a good relationship with that person. He returned to Neon these days, and finally there is some movement!"

"go--"

Chiyo Aichi got up.

"Eh? Isn't the open class scheduled for the afternoon after tomorrow." the assistant shouted busy.

"Let's step on the field first and make a survey interview on the Yuanyue campus to let the outside world see how intimidating this Xia lecturer is."

The assistant's eyes lit up and followed.

Chiyo Aichi's mind changed quickly. She and her team were the first media to interview on campus after the news spread.

It happens to be the time period when the class ends in the morning.

"Hey, this classmate, stay away!"

Chiyo Aichi intercepted a girl who was walking with two companions to see them in groups, apparently in a dormitory unit. She was still whispering and having a close relationship.

The girls in this team are freshmen for one year. Compared with the second-year students in the corridor, the tenderness and youthfulness of their bodies will take time to transform.

"Do you understand the situation of lecturer Xia?"

The three girls recognized Chiyo Aichi, and after a little surprise, the girl who was handed the microphone was very calm and honest: "Understanding. Our dormitory decided that all will be present!"

Another girl chimed in: "I'm worried that I won't grab a position."

"The open class is in the school auditorium. Should the position be enough?" The third girl hesitated.

"I don't think it's enough!"

The girl interviewed immediately retorted: "My dad also heard the news. Just in class, he texted me and said that he will come the day after tomorrow, let me help him pay more attention to the location of the auditors!"

"Ah, outsiders can also listen?"

"Yeah, didn't you read the announcement?"

"That's bad."

Speaking of the girls twitter, Chiyo Aichi and her team were left aside.

Watching the girls walk away while talking, after Chiyo Aichi recovered, he could not help crying to the assistant or the cameraman: "I heard that, Yuanyue all worried that they would not be able to grab classroom resources."

The assistant laughed: "I think that Far Moon should charge a fee to sell tickets, so that the auction of the daily auction site has another lively look."

The cameraman Ji Lingling shuddered, giving a helpless glance at the black belly assistant.

It should be known that if there is a ticket system, there is a hand-over scalper. It is not difficult for anyone to imagine the situation where a ticket is sold on the Internet. The cameraman shouted angrily: "Hey, don't make any bad ideas. If Yuanyue school hears your whispers, I promise that the netizens' saliva will drown you."

The two watching the team quarreled, so Chiyo Aichi secretly laughed. This is also due to a sharp drop in intelligence. If the brain is in a normal state, think about it with your toes, knowing that Yuanyue's family is big and big, and can't afford to pay for that ticket.

Rather than doing so, it is better to make the classroom completely open, earn a wave of fame, goodwill, and beauty.

Time does not always slow down, speed up, or pause and stop at will.

In the blink of an eye, the day of the open class.

In the backstage of the auditorium, Xia Yu was pushed back halfway, and was joined by Zhenxi and Erina, and rushed into the dressing room of the lounge. After a while, the daily clothes were replaced with suits and trousers that looked calm and solemn. Of course, suits It is impossible to match sports shoes. A pair of brown leather shoes that look like new oil and shine on your feet.

After Xia Yu came out, she kept staring at the shoes on her feet and frowned, "I don't like oily things."

"Greek master, do you like it?"

Maeda Morita snickered.

"..." Xia Yu looked at the girl with a sad look on her face. "My hope, I suddenly felt that you should not learn Chinese and understand these dirty stems. People are about to collapse!"

Morita Masaki sticks her tongue out and makes a grimace. Her playful movements gave people a completely different feeling from Yoshino Yuki's painting style. The moment of demureness and cuteness mixed together, and the brilliant smiling face made Xia Yu slightly stunned and subconsciously said: "It's so good."

Azumi Rina also attracted the smiling face of a black-haired girl and echoed, "I like such a real sauce."

The two said so, but the girl was embarrassed and shy.

Let's not talk about the daily routine in the background. Today's Yuanyue open class unexpectedly came to a few VIPs who must come forward to receive Zhe Xian Zuo Weimen.

The true abbot of Shilin Temple.

The nun of the Tamagawa Institute.

And the old witch who had to be helped by Chiyo Shrine to walk slowly.

The age of Yizhen Abbot is similar to that of Xianzuoweimen. The temperament is probably the aging Aoki Sect. They are very real neon monks, and there is no commandment. If they are not wearing a monk suit, they will behave like ordinary people of this age.

"Haha, Xian Zuoweimen, let's go to the lesson." Yizhen's abbot laughed vigorously.

Attend class?

Zhe Xianxian left Weimen's eyes twitched, glancing at these three, speechless and funny again. What are you doing? It’s not a big neon festival. When you are old, just stay in your own house.

"Three, why is this?"

Xian Zuoweimen can foresee the appearance of these three, waiting for the entire Yuanyue Hall, the scene of the needle drop and the audible scene, how embarrassing the lecturer on that stage.

The lecturer couldn't let go, and the students and the outside auditors were nervous and sweating.

"Where is this?" The old monk laughed. "We, we just want to take a good look at him in front of this young dragon, soaring into the sky and breaking through the cage. This is not too much."

Young dragon!

Zhe Xianxian Zuowei chewed the word and tried to laugh and hold back.

The dragon chef who has been retreating intently and doing his best for personal killing is not suitable for describing as a young dragon anyway.

However, Zheqianxian Zuoweimen's attitude was not tough, and the three were silent. He did not dare to rush, coughing, and said in a negotiated tone: "So, the three of you are in the side hall with me See, there is live broadcast. We are old too, it is not good to go to the auditorium and disturb the interest of young people."

"You are the landlord, you arrange it."

The old people, known as the Four Pillars of Neon Food, slowly walked into the small hall next door, and the large auditorium of Yuanyue was silent.

Lying trough!

Stepping all the way to the podium~www.readwn.com~ Looking down, Xia Yu admired his egg set.

What is the focus of attention, this is it.

The huge stadium, with bright lights, no one looked down at the phone, and his eyes gathered without exception. On such occasions, your palms do not sweat and your calves do not tremble. In terms of psychological quality, you can score high.

The assistant teacher to the hand-picked Yi Sehui nodded, and the U disk was displayed on the computer. The white wall on the back of the auditorium projected a very wide and long screen. Xia Yu made a PPT courseware specifically for the open class. He did not shamelessly believe that his eloquence is a good example. With only one mouth, he can teach all living beings.

The title of the courseware is displayed on the white wall: Original Fire.

"Primary fire?"

There was a riot underneath.

Xia Yu looked down, hey chuckled: "My big FFF mission started. Sao Nian, do you want to spread a fire?"