Stop pretending, I'm a security guard, a five-star general!

Qin Yu and his three companions: ? ? ?

They were all dumbfounded.

Qin Yu scratched his head, somewhat unable to bear looking at him, and said:

"Um, this large intestine doesn't seem to have been cleaned very thoroughly..."

However, Mark simply smiled and waved his hand dismissively upon hearing this.

"You don't understand, you can't clean the large intestine too thoroughly, or you'll lose its original flavor. This little bit of flavor is just right, exactly the same as the one my mom used to make when I was a kid!"

Qin Yu and the other three: "..."

Goodness, they thought Lao Ba was a fantasy film, but it turned out to be a documentary.

Mark devoured the dish with gusto, quickly finishing off the large intestine on his plate, his mouth dripping with oil.

"Hiccup~~~"

Mark let out a satisfied burp, a look of pure bliss on his face.

"Sorry, I tasted my mom's cooking and accidentally ate the whole plate of braised pork intestines. You won't mind, will you?"

Qin Yu and the others quickly shook their heads: "No, no."

"How about this, I'll let you try some of my family's ancestral specialty!"

Mark suddenly realized something, and immediately ran back to his house, then quickly came out carrying several brownish-yellow flatbreads.

"Come on, try this. It's a family heirloom, and it's incredibly delicious!"

Qin Yu and the others took it, and looked at the brownish-yellow pancake in front of them with puzzled expressions.

"what is this?"

"Cow dung cakes."

"Cow dung cakes!?" Qin Yu and the others' eyes widened in disbelief.

Mark waved his hand with a smile: "Don't be scared by its name, just like there's no wife in wife cake."

"So that's it."

Liu Damao and the others suddenly realized that it was impossible for anyone to be so outrageous, and then they happily took a bite.

However, Qin Yu frowned slightly, realizing that things were not so simple.

something is wrong,

Twelve out of ten things are wrong!

This person can mistake the smell of large intestine, still carrying the odor of a defense, for the smell of their mother.

Then wouldn't his family's ancestral delicacies be...?

He couldn't help but look up at Mark, his eyes slightly narrowed as he asked:

"Just like there's no wife in wife cake, and no cow dung in cow dung cake?"

Mark shook his head: "No, there are no pies."

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"…………"

silence,

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

Qin Yu rode his bicycle home, while Liu Damao and the others rushed to the hospital for stomach pumping at breakneck speed.

It's no exaggeration to say that...

They will need the rest of their lives to heal from what happened tonight!

The next day, at Jiangnan No.1 Middle School, in the training hall.

The twenty-one trainees stood obediently in place, their faces expressionless.

Only Lin Qingxue, Liu Damao, and Li Xiaoke looked tired and melancholy.

The psychological trauma left on them last night is too great; it will take a lifetime to heal.

Li Zhengjun approached the group and, noticing the expressions on their faces, was momentarily stunned:

"What's wrong with you three? Why do you look like that? It's like you've just finished your thesis defense!"

Upon hearing this, the three of them trembled violently and shook their heads vigorously.

If the teachers and students in the class find out that they have done a food defense, they won't be able to stay here anymore.

Qin Yu, standing to the side, couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

"Ugh."

Li Zhengjun sighed softly and shook his head.

Ever since these three spent more time with Qin Yu, they've started to act increasingly strangely.

"Alright, let's begin today's training."

……

Meanwhile, at the school gate,

A tall, strong, and imposing young man with an extraordinary presence walked over. He was Fang Ping, the top student at Jianghang No.1 Middle School.

He gazed at the plaque that read "Jiangnan No.1 Middle School" and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Qin Yu, I hope he won't disappoint me."

He then swaggered into the school gate, only to be stopped by the security guard at the entrance.

"Stop right there, what are you doing?"

Fang Ping stood tall and proud, like a proud male rooster, and smiled confidently: