The man from Wugeng's family is indeed reliable

After everyone sat down, the first Chinese class of the week began.

Compared with the fierce class before, Shizuka Hiratsuka's class can be said to be the exact opposite. She is intellectual, gentle, and like an older sister next door, she turns the originally dull Chinese class into a story aesthetics appreciation conference. This may be the reason why many people like her class.

Of course, the workload of preparing lessons is naturally not small, so when the teacher sees that some people don’t like her class, she will return to her original fierceness under the gentle coat. At this point, Hiroki Gokou has already experienced the pain of the revolutionary predecessors.

So, although there was constant laughter in the classroom, everyone adhered to the bottom line, because they had all seen the full picture of hell. The word "empathy" should be left to those who dared to try.

"Gokoro Hiroki, read the short poem I just read."

Well, this is one of the bitter fruits of being a warrior, always being called up to recite and ask questions.

"Okay," Hiroshi said, standing up. "There's a faint rumble of thunder, and a gloomy sky; but I hope the wind and rain come, and I can keep you here. There's a faint rumble of thunder, and a gloomy sky; even if there's no rain, I'll stay here."

From the Manyoshu, it tells the story of the love between a man and a woman, who hope to be together even in adverse circumstances.

As he read on, Hiroshi inexplicably felt something was wrong, as if he had once experienced an incomparably pure feeling of mutual dependence, understanding, knowledge and love that transcended age.

He raised his head calmly and glanced at the teacher who was reading a book. It seemed that there was no problem. He thought he was overthinking it. He pulled out the chair and sat down.

""

For some reason, the classroom fell silent during his recitation. Shizuka Hiratsuka buried her head and seemed to be examining the textbook. This strange state lasted for a few minutes and was finally broken by a girl.

"Hiratsuka-sensei? Hiratsuka-sensei? Hiratsuka-sensei!!!"

The last scream made Shizuka Hiratsuka shudder and startled.

"Oh, oh, sorry, I was distracted just now. Let's continue with the class. Sorry, Yuigahama-san."

"Uh, no no no, it's nothing, as long as you're not angry."

Yuigahama Yui was shocked by the sudden apology. It seemed that she had never seen Hiratsuka Sensei apologize to others. Was she going to go to the other side of hell?

Why can't you control your mouth?

The carefree girl fell into the panic of fantasy. Maybe she just wanted to be quiet now.

In the following time, the classroom returned to calm. The class was taught quietly, the students listened quietly, and the class ended quietly.

The scene that Yuigahama was worried about did not happen, and Jingjing was not a petty person.

Jingle Bell

"call"

The class ended in such a strange and unpredictable atmosphere. After class, everyone breathed a sigh of relief for some unknown reason. After packing up their textbooks, Shizuka Hiratsuka hurried out of the classroom with her head down. She should have sat in the smoking room and smoked a cigarette to relieve her fatigue.

"Hey, Yuigahama-san, you're so brave."

The voice of a new friend came from beside me.

"Eh? No, no, I was shocked too. Thank you for the compliment, Kato-san." Yui scratched her head and smiled awkwardly.

"No, in every sense, Yuigahama-san is a great person." The girl next to him said with a hint of strange emotion in her tone.

Chapter 47 Gogen Hiroki never forgets the name of that flower

"Don't always hang out with people you're good friends with. Talk to others more often and maybe you'll become good friends. In this society, more friends mean more paths to take."

Although they are at an age where they look kind and gentle, people of this age still have a stubborn temper.

This is the case with the home economics teacher standing on the podium. Once he sees something that makes him unhappy, he gets so angry that even five Godzillas can't pull him back.

At this moment, she frowned and looked at the several seriously overcrowded groups below, and the few scattered people in the corner who seemed to be out of place. Have young people nowadays learned to form party groups so early?

He muttered to himself, his hunched body straightened slightly, and his old but strong voice echoed in the classroom.

"How about this: the students with odd and even numbers on the list will be divided into two rows, and then grouped into groups of three in order."

When the news was announced, the classroom, which had been noisy originally, suddenly became quiet for a few seconds as if time had stopped, and then became noisier again with even louder voices.

"Huh? How can this be? We were clearly looking forward to being with Ye Shan-kun." These were the angry words of several boys in the class.

"I also want to see Eriri-chan's cooking skills." This was the dissatisfied complaint of the girls in the class.

Is it true that same-sex love is true love?

Although there were a few heretics who looked in one direction with some resentment, all they had to do now was sharpen their sickles and prepare their crosses.

"cough cough"

Although the old man's figure was very inconspicuous, his voice was indeed extremely loud. Everyone who heard his cough immediately felt as if they were faced with a basin of ice water when they were at their most intense, and they wilted.

There is a saying that an old person in the family is like a treasure. These people who have long passed the retirement age but still love to teach and educate people and don't even ask for any salary, just want to educate the new generation well. This is really a respectable idea. No one dares to offend these old people. Even the Hiratsuka Demon King with a bad temper has to change his name to Hiratsuka Jingjing in front of these old people.

Although there were still a few low, dissatisfied words coming from below, everyone was divided into teams obediently. The home economics teacher still ignored them as if he didn't see anything, and stared directly at the few people who were still standing there in a daze.

"Why don't you guys take action?"

Are these guys trying to stir up trouble? Unfortunately, they encountered the true forces of light. The forces of light overthrow the forces of darkness and evil. The forces of light love to attack those evil forces who think they are powerful. The classroom of light is ruled by the forces of light.

Just as he was about to take action to let them see his true strength, one of the girls suddenly bowed, stopping the old man from scolding him.

"Sorry, teacher, we just transferred to this school and don't know our numbers yet."

"Isn't there an arrangement for that? You just don't care."

“I’m so sorry”

"Well, since it happened for a reason, then it's okay. You guys can do it together. That Kato Megumi, right? You can team up with Sawamura and Gosuke over there. There are exactly three of us anyway."

"Thank you very much, teacher."

"Well, if you have nothing else to do, let's start today's lesson. Today we're going to make a very simple snack, cookies."

"Cookies are made and called differently in different places. For example, in the United States and Canada, they are described as small, flat, egg-like cookies. There are many other types based on origin, flavor, and production methods, so I won't explain them all here."

"Ahem, let's introduce the specific method. Then I'll show you how to do it. You can start practicing. If you can do half as well as I do, you'll be qualified."

Although he looks old, his hands are very skillful. He can put each ingredient into the container accurately according to the amount without weighing it. After a while, the beautiful and simple cookies are successfully baked.

"Wow, delicious."

"Huh? Really?"

The representatives from each group who came up to taste the food faithfully described the feelings conveyed by their taste buds.

"Of course. This teacher is an outstanding teacher who studied in Italy and holds the title of Senior Pastry Chef. After returning, she resolutely rejected offers from high-end restaurants and hotels, leaving behind the allure of the city to settle down in this city and become an ordinary teacher. It's said that the reason is because of her current lover, our principal."

"Nani, that fat guy?"

"Hush, it is said that the principal was also a handsome man at that time, otherwise how could he have caught such a beautiful flower? It's just that he became fat in middle age."

"What are you guys doing gathered in Area 1? Hurry up and start practicing. Look, the other groups have already started."

"Hi!"

As the scattered crowds of people returned to their workstations, Sawamura Eriri looked at the pile of tableware in front of her and couldn't help but frowned with a headache.

"How could anyone here achieve such a level of accomplishment?"

I couldn't help but complain.

Bang bang bang bang

The rapid stirring sound attracted the attention of the distressed crowd. A young man was seen using his unicorn arms to skillfully add the ingredients in good proportions into the container. A girl beside him had already put aside the materials needed for the next step without the young man saying anything. The whole process was precise and efficient.

While you are indulging in the world of gossip, true travelers have already taken their first steps.

Unable to bear the inexplicable tacit understanding between the two, Eriri interrupted with a puffy face.

"Hiroshi, have you ever made this before?"

"Um"

"Have you ever been paired with Kato-san before?"

"Well, probably not."

His hands slowed down, Haoshu lowered his head and recalled for a moment, then shook his head and said.

""

Kato beside her also stopped what she was doing, lowered her head, and her bangs covered her face, making it impossible to see her expression.

"80 grams of white sugar."

Hiroshi who was continuing to cook nearby did not notice the changes around him. After waiting for a while and not seeing the ingredients around him, he reminded them, but there was still no response.

I sighed in my heart. Is it true that enthusiasm will fade with time?

He stopped what he was doing and started preparing the ingredients.

If you don't have expectations, you won't get hurt. Having been accustomed to being independent since childhood, he doesn't have the habit of relying on others.

"Hey Hiroki-kun, time is such a cruel thing."

"Hmm?" Although his tone was questioning, he did not raise his head and continued with what he was doing.

The two fell into silence again.

five minutes later

Ding Dong

The oven made a crisp, finished sound.

"Okay." He took out the tray with heat-insulating gloves and handed the cookies on it to the silent girl next to him.

"this is!"

In an instant, she subconsciously widened her eyes, raised her head and looked at Hao Shu in disbelief.

"This is your favorite pattern, right, Kato Megumi-kun?"

Chapter 48 Gokogen Hiroki Never Understood Girls

The sweet fragrance reveals a hint of happiness.

The atmosphere of the school is full of youth and sunshine, and it always brings a hint of sweetness when people recall it. If Hiroshi were to describe it, it would be the taste of ice cream, giving people a cool and comfortable feeling and a sweet fragrance.

This is the taste of youth. Even if the memory is blurred, the body remembers it firmly.

With an inexplicable tacit understanding with her beside him, he subconsciously made the biscuits into this shape according to his body's memory. His body told his heart that this was his and her favorite thing.

"That..." Hiroshi scratched his head awkwardly, "Kato-san, I'm not very good at speaking and my memory isn't very good either. I don't seem to remember what happened before, but when I was making a plate of cookies, I remembered the cookies we made in the home economics room on that rainy day."

"Um"

Kato Megumi silently picked up a cookie from the plate and took a bite.

"Well"

He didn't forget

The amount of sugar in the recipe was intentionally reduced because she doesn't like it too sweet.

The taste is rich in milk because she likes a sweeter taste.

The shape is also her familiar silly cat shape.

For her, if she were to give that memory a name, calling it a treasure would be appropriate.

"You're the girl from the other day, right? Sorry, you used to have long hair, but now you've changed your hairstyle so I can hardly recognize you. You've changed a lot."

The boy in front of him was still the same as yesterday. He was always a little panicked when facing girls. Every time this happened, he didn't know where to put his hands and could only make some awkward and strange body movements to cover himself up.

The clumsiness makes people laugh, but the details in life are indeed sweet to the heart.

"What are you two doing all of a sudden?"

Eriri, who came over with a kick, looked at the two of them with an angry face. The heart of this man, Gokou Hiroki, is always like a rabbit, suddenly jumping in front of him, and then suddenly hiding in a world where he can't find it.

I want to touch her but I can never find her, and now he’s showing off his chemistry with other girls in front of her!

Hu Ya bit his soft lips lightly, picked up a biscuit from the plate angrily and put it in his mouth.

"What's going on here? This is super delicious!"

I originally wanted to complain a few words but was moved by the delicious food in my mouth. Although she is a young lady with a lot of experience, from her perspective, the taste of the dessert in her mouth is really a rare delicacy.

"Really? Doesn't this give me one more reason to have you?" I thought to myself, picking up another biscuit and eating it in small bites.

Although the old saying goes that if you want to win a man's heart, you must first win his stomach, this saying may be more appropriate for girls who love food.

"By the way, Hiroshi, why are the cookies you make so delicious? Do you have any special secret recipe?"

She swung her twintails nervously. Why would a student like him make such a delicious dessert? Was it because of another girl?