Sitting in the second row, wearing glasses and braids, Ryoko Sakurajima, the first-grade class leader, saw Xu Lun's operation and was so surprised that her glasses almost fell off.

Is this sword skill too powerful?

Very simple...Is this the world view of "China O's"?

Not to mention cutting out radish slices as thin as cicada wings like Xu Lun, it can pass through the sunshine. Just cutting the knife so quickly and accurately without cutting your fingers is an operation that many people will never learn in their entire lives.

It’s simple and easy to understand, and you can cook with your hands... Can you really learn it yourself?

Ryoko Sakurajima couldn't help but have questions.

At this time, the others in the classroom gradually came to their senses and saw the thin slice of radish, everyone swallowed.

So amazing, so amazing, just like what comes out on TV!

This teacher seems a bit strong!

Before, Mr. Murayama taught part-time. She was a biology teacher, so no matter how she fiddled with the kitchen knife, she felt a strange feeling, especially for students who were teaching biology and cooking classes at the same time. While watching Mr. Murayama explain the composition of the human body, she saw Mr. Murayama teach how to cut meat quickly, easily and easily. The two are particularly terrifying.

But Xu Lun's sword skills are so superb, just like a comic.

For teenage high school students, the fastest way to get their recognition is to show strength and autonomy enough so that they will follow you.

Xu Lun silently recalled the contents of the teaching manual he asked Sakamoto and Ma in his heart.

"Of course, when you make dishes, since you eat at home, you don't need to worry about placing the plate and shape. As long as the radish slices are not more than three millimeters, there is no problem."

He smiled again.

After showing the strictest side, appropriately relaxing requirements can also make students more motivated.

"Next, everyone starts to start and cut the radish in front of you into slices."

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Ryoko Sakurajima doesn't understand.

Three millimeters thick, it seems to be very difficult...

My own radish is probably almost one centimeter thick, so it doesn’t feel that it’s a problem.

Despite so many questions, everyone still picked up the ceramic kitchen knife and the carrot in front of them, and the intermittent sound of cutting vegetables quickly sounded in the classroom.

"...Your way of holding the knife is wrong, it is easy to hurt the tiger's mouth. Well, it's here between the thumb and index finger."

"...When holding the dish, you can curl your fingers and hold them with the back of your fingers, so that it will not be easy to cut your fingers."

"......Be more decisive when you take the knife, the more you hesitate, the more likely you will have problems. Hesitation will lead to failure."

"......I can't cut my hands with force, didn't I have breakfast this morning?"

"...Not bad, you should have cooked at home, keep working hard."

While inspecting the classroom, Xu Lun guided some students alone.

Perhaps it was because Xu Lun's operation just now that shocked the students. The students who were originally having fun had to cut vegetables more seriously.

After all, if you don’t attend classes well, you may turn flat like those guys, and even if you want to do your own hair, you must be serious.

Xu Lun patrols and soon arrives next to Linggu Qiancong.

The girl with a second-aged illness was holding a kitchen knife and cutting radishes with both staid and eye-catching eyes.

While he was muttering something, Xu Lun listened carefully.

"A rotten wood entrenched on the Lordless wasteland, accept the sanctions of my lady!"

"Hmph, I actually want to rely on these boring mucus to get rid of the fate of death, which is ridiculous."

"Silly ingredients, feel the pain!"

It's like this, it's like I'm not cutting a carrot, but fighting a powerful monster.

Well, there is also this method, which is to change the concept of boring and repeated homework, and imagine it into combat games and other things to maintain enthusiasm.

"You should do this when you hold a knife. You should not use a kitchen knife to press down to cut vegetables, but use the blade to push and pull, which saves more effort."

Xu Lun said that since there were no other classmates around Linggu Qiancong, he naturally stood next to the girl with silver hair and ponytails, holding her left hand with one hand and gently putting the other hand on her right hand holding the knife. With a slight force, the radish in Linggu Qiancong's hand was cut out obediently, moderately thin and crystal clear.

"I want to be taught like that, too!"

Some girls couldn't help but envy them.

Xu Lun's handsomeness is beyond the imagination of many students. I don't know if it is to avoid unnecessary connections between students and teachers. The teachers of Fengcheng University Affiliated High School are not very good. They are almost all older uncles and aunts. Teacher Murayama is pregnant like those who are almost thirty years old, and they are already the youngest teachers.

Therefore, a talent like Xu Lun who is in his early twenties is rare in school.

This is like the military training in China's freshman year. One or two boys in the same class are still immature and young, but the instructor is masculine and heroic, which will naturally attract the attention of girls.

For a moment, the eyes in the classroom were all focused on Xu Lun and Ling Gu Qiancong.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid that it would start to discuss whether Xu Lun was involved in using his power to harass him.

But Xu Lun and Sugu Qiancong, one is handsome and the other is petite and cute, and it is so natural that it is the other person's turn to interrupt.

As long as you look good, it is not bizarre to follow your facial features.

Moreover, many students knew Xu Lun and Suzuki Qiancong had known each other before, and even if something happened between these two people, it was reasonable.

After all, the disease of the second disease of the Suzuki Sakura is extremely serious. Although it looks good, most people dare not approach it.

I am still a beautiful girl when I close my mouth. As soon as I open my mouth, I keep it away.

Although such girls will not be bullied and isolated, boys will not want to confess, so they will naturally not have any inappropriate thoughts.

But Xu Lun is handsome.

Just imagine, a young man who is 1.85 meters tall, handsome, handsome, good at cooking, and patiently teaches students, who will not fall in front of him?

Throughout the class, Xu Lun only taught the students to cut vegetables.

From vegetables to meat.

There are ways to cut radishes, and there are ways to cut chicken.

Originally, Xu Lun thought that his course would not be accepted by students, but now it seems that this worry is redundant.

The bell rang, Xu Lun packed up his things, prepared to leave the classroom, and returned to the late-night cafeteria to study new dishes.

"That, teacher."

At this time, suddenly, Ryoko Sakurajima, who had been in Class A, the first grade, called Xu Lun.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Xu Lun did not plan to provide a separate tutoring after class, but he still stopped.

"That, the competition of the Cuisine Research Association... Didn't Murayama tell you?"

Ryoko Sakurajima asked shyly.

"Contest?"
Chapter completed!