MTL - Class Teacher System-Chapter 32 Poison

Even if Lu Ming wanted to break his head, he would also see the most popular and scary teacher in Zhenzhen College after school. Yin Feng. You must know that this genius-type perfect figure ranked eighth on the Star Chefs list. He came here for a class and passed the principal's visit. He reluctantly agreed to come here to teach one class a day. This treatment looks at the entire Zhenzheng Academy. Even the inexplicable American Food Master, who used to die for money now, ca n’t compare, because in addition to Ren Zhu, he has to be a grade in addition to one class a day. The director deals with recommendations and reviews.

Therefore, when Lu Ming saw the big iceberg chef Yin, the whole person was dead. He had no idea what to do next, and at this time Ren Zhu had placed the fresh ingredients he had purchased on the podium table.

Yin Feng's face was cold, and she deeply felt that the young man had to take it easy: "I didn't say you could bring someone over to eat."

Ren Zhu glanced at Yin Feng's expression and shook his head with a smile: "I haven't brought anyone over for dinner. The weight of this dish is just two people, not the kid's part."

Hearing this, Chef Yin's face was a lot better, but he couldn't quite understand Ren Zhu's intention to bring an electric light bulb. His questioning look was too obvious, Ren Zhu sighed and said directly: "There is something in his family that may need your help."

Yin Feng sneered directly: "Do I look like a philanthropist?" Although he felt that as a teacher, he should be responsible for the students, but that was just in the classroom. He didn't become a teacher at all, it was a **** idea or consciousness. He just had to teach these children in class. Why should he help them think about everything?

This is actually similar to Mr. Ren ’s educational philosophy. Although Mr. Ren always unconsciously pays more attention to the family situation and psychological problems of students, but even if he is a senior educator, he does not have a teacher. Thoughts of parents. An excellent education can never be completed in school alone. In addition to a good teacher, you also need a good and responsible parent.

"Of course you aren't. Nor am I, but his home is a little special." Ren Zhu said, looking at Lu Ming, who was still standing tightly with a look of tension: "Don't be dazed, tell me quickly His situation in your family and your request, I will not ask you to ask him, my face is not so big. I can treat you here with great regard. "

After Ren Zhu's words were finished, Lu Ming's face was still a little nervous, but soon the desire in his heart overcome his tension, taking a deep breath, Lu Ming looked at Yin Feng and said, "Mr. Yin, you can go to my house and give my brother See hope? "

Yin Feng had started washing vegetables at this time, and he refused to hesitate to refuse: "No time."

Lu Ming's expression was stiff for a moment, and his eye circles quickly turned red. He didn't know what to do next. He subconsciously looked at Ren Zhu who brought him over, and then he saw Ren Zhu winking at him, if not If the behavior is too obvious, Ren Zhu may be unable to help. But this is enough for Lu Ming to understand what he should do.

Lu Ming clenched his fists, lowered his head, and began to talk about their family in a calm tone.

"My dad is Lucheng Mountain, the most admired and favorite person in my life. He is proficient in western food and has won many awards. However, I prefer snacks in Chinese food. Even so, my dad did not force me to go He studied Western food, and he told me that even if he cooks for others, he must make his favorite food to go further in the industry before cooking for others. Of course, I always think that this is actually Because my brother likes western food very much, he already has an heir, so he doesn't care about me. "

"My mother is very gentle and beautiful. Although she does not cook, she is very good at sewing. Before I was seventeen years old, my mother would make four outfits for the whole family each year. Everyone asked me where I bought this, and they didn't know that it was my mother's clothes. "

"My elder brother is a gentle but superficial person. Every time I practice my knives, if he does not practice enough, he will watch me count the time until I finish the exercise. He himself His sword skill is not as good as mine, but he always stares at me. I sometimes annoy him. "

Lu Ming said a whole lot like this, and when Yin Feng heard it, it was all nonsense. And if Ren Zhu didn't know the condition of their home, they would think these words were useless. but……

"My family is very happy, at least until I was seventeen years old, very happy. I think I will become a dim sum master in the future, my brother will become a western food master, and live a happy life like this. But in my ten On our seventh birthday, we drove to the mountains for an outing and there was an accident. "

Lu Ming's voice was still trying to keep calm, but still able to hear some trembling.

"My father picked up diànhuà while driving. It was Uncle Lu. I do n’t know what Uncle Lu said in diànhuà. In short, his father was furious. Then his steering wheel did not control well and the car fell off the mountain. At that time, the mother pointed Calling to be careful with my brother. And my brother quickly covered my body with my body and protected me in my arms. I lost consciousness during the severe impact, and when I woke up, I got The news that both my parents died in a car accident, my brother broke his hands and broke his leg to protect me. "

Slap.

Transparent tears dripped from the tile beneath Luming's feet, and his voice shook like a shame: "I, however, didn't have any major injuries on my body, just a few abrasions."

"My brother protected me with his hands." Lu Ming looked up and looked at Yin Feng. "His hands are his life, his dream, his future."

"He changed my life with his life, his dreams, and his future. Then he lost his future and lost his dream. Teacher Yin, Teacher Ren said that what my brother needs now is not comfort and sympathy, he needs See the light of hope. He told me that you can let my brother see that light. Although I don't know what you will do, I beg you to save my brother. As long as you can let him see the hope, me, me You can do anything. "

Lu Ming finally finished all he wanted to say, then he lowered his head and waited for Yin Feng's answer, as if he was waiting for the trial of fate. But for a long time, he didn't hear the answer. The sweat dripped from his forehead, and Lu Ming found it difficult to stand here.

Yin Feng finally said, "I don't know what is the light of hope. I'm just a cook, not a magician."

Luming felt dizzy.

Ren Zhu snorted beside him, "Just let you cook for him."

Chef Yin didn't seem to cut into his own hands. He put down the knife and frowned. "Cooking? What does it have to do with hope?"

Lu Ming felt as if he had come alive, but at the same time he turned to look at Ren Zhu in confusion.

Ren Zhuxiao's ambition is to obtain: "Of course, he will be told by actual actions that he can make excellent delicious food without sound hands."

Lu Ming's eyes widened instantly. After a while, his eyes became brighter and brighter, as if he understood something. Chef Yin felt that he seemed to have been forced to board a very large gangster ship.

In the end, Yin Feng still agreed to go to Luming's house to do something for his brother over the weekend. Luming was almost excited to get kneel to Teacher Yin when he got the news. In the end, he was driven away very indifferently.

After Lu Ming left, Chef Yin watched the young man sitting at the dining table with his chin on his forehead, his forehead slightly twitched.

"Don't look at me like that. I just brought him over this matter. It was you who finally decided to help." Teacher Ren smiled and pleased.

Yin Feng scooped out the cooked broth with a spoon, and poured it on the slightly cooked baby vegetables quickly and evenly, stirred up a scent of fresh mist, and then closed the lid and stuffed it. "If you don't bring him, nothing will happen."

Ren Zhu said, "I wasn't very good with this child before. Now I promise you to change your mind. Do you have to compensate one or two. Moreover, this child is really very bitter."

When Yin Feng heard these three words that promised you, his heart jumped a little, but his action of frying pork ribs didn't stop at all. The small pieces of soup and soy sauce were tenderly turned over in the pot. Frying, the slender and powerful hand held the handle of a wok in a beautiful shabu-shabu, let the tender row draw a perfect arc in the air, and then landed safely in the wok, arousing the seductive incense. "Cooking is not a big deal, but what is the light of hope? I don't think I have such a thing in my hand and I can show it to others."

At this time, Ren Zhu watched his every move intently, watching and watching, then suddenly showed a very strange, nostalgic smile.

Yin Feng didn't get a response for a long time. He put out the fried pork ribs and looked up again to see that guy was looking at him with a smile, but his eyes were far away.

He didn't like the look.

"What do you send?"

Ren Zhumeng looked back, and he smiled in disguise. "No, I just saw you so perfect. I thought of someone who was so busy with shabu-shabu that he almost chopped out the ribs." Ren Zhu stopped. At a glance, these two guys were cooking one by one, but he just felt that they looked like they were cooking. so similar.

Yin Feng snorted: "That's really a waste. I have never eaten vegetables since I was a kid."

When Ren Zhu heard this very proud words, he felt inexplicably want to laugh. So he really laughed: "Yeah, that's a culinary wastewood. And you are a culinary genius."

Yin Feng paused, opened her mouth, and then paused, without speaking.

"You are a genius. You can do things that most people can't do. Every action you make when cooking is naturally beautiful. It makes people who see you cook feel that they can eat what you do. This dish is a very happy thing. And the taste of that dish is indeed very happy. So, this is your light, I think you can give Lu Xiao the light. "

"However, I need you to make a very delicious and satisfying dish with only the index finger and thumb of both hands and arms tied to the board. Can you do it, Master Star Chef?"

Yin Feng heard a cold smile on her face when she heard the last question: "Even if I only use **** and I have wooden boards all over my body, I can make a meal that meets my requirements. This is the most basic thing. My bottom line has nothing to do with good or bad health. "