Because he didn't have to get up early, Shen Hanyang accompanied Aragaki to watch TV and saw most of the night, guiding her to learn idioms, with little effect, and he was tired enough.

Until noon the next day, Shen Hanyang didn't get up from the bed, and was lazy in bed dreaming of his own sweet dreams.

He was dreaming of rolling in the bills with his girlfriend when suddenly a bell woke him up.

Shen Hanyang reluctantly opened his eyes and connected the phone, and then heard the voice of his mentor Zhou Jiren: "Ah Yang, come out and play, I'll help you release the pressure!"

Shen Hanyang was disturbed by his sweet dream, and a nameless anger arose, and he gritted his teeth viciously and said, "I'm not stressed!"

Zhou Jiren was silent for two seconds, and said with a smile: "Come on, the other top four players are here, and they are still following the cameraman of the show." ”

Shen Hanyang slightly dissipated his anger and said, "Where is it, I'll wash it and go over." ”

Zhou Jiren let out a sigh of relief and said, "In the Happy Restaurant, I'll send you a place later." ”

Shen Hanyang hummed, hung up the phone, and got up sleepily to wash up.

Twenty minutes later, Shen Hanyang found the restaurant Zhou Jiren said, and after a closer look, it turned out to be a hot pot restaurant.

After greeting the staff, he pushed the door and entered the private room, his eyes swept around, and found that in addition to the camera staff, there was only Zhou Jiren himself, and there were seven or eight plates of beef and mutton on the big dining table, as well as some fresh vegetables and fruits.

In front of Zhou Jiren, there is also a gas stove, and there are melons and boards on the side, which seem to be ...... Cook?

Shen Hanyang looked puzzled for a while, and asked puzzledly, "Teacher Zhou, are we eating hot pot?"

Zhou Jiren saw him come in, and said with some surprise: "It's coming quickly, you are the first student to come!" After speaking, he picked up a gourd, put it on the board and cut it, and the gourd was quickly cut into pieces of different sizes and shapes.

While cutting the gourd, he explained to Shen Hanyang: "We have to be different from other tutors, other teachers take students to eat, they all eat food stalls, and eat ready-made. It would be too insincere for us to only eat hot pot, so I'm going to cook for you myself. ”

Shen Hanyang glanced at the dishes he cut out, couldn't help but feel a little spicy, frowned and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"My private dish, sesame pot stew!"

Zhou Jiren said and turned on the gas stove, put in some butter, followed by the raw rice and stir-fried, and beckoned: "Ah Yang!

Shen Hanyang added some water to the pot speechlessly, then watched him put the slices of melon and meat into it, added some salt, and then stewed.

After Zhou Jiren completed these steps, he looked at Shen Hanyang with pride: "Ah Yang, my cooking skills are good, right?"

Shen Han Yangpi said with a smile: "I have seen this kind of practice, my grandmother used to cook for the wolf dog raised at home, but she didn't add rice to the pot, but added moldy and hard steamed buns that she picked up." ”

"You say I cook like dog food?"

Zhou Jiren's smiling face that was hit by him instantly collapsed, and he said with a grudge on his face: "Ah Yang, your mouth is too poisonous, you will lose me if you continue like this." ”

Shen Hanyang sighed, ran outside to ask for a hot pot, and adjusted the ingredients by himself.

Ten minutes later, the other three students arrived in a group, and when they saw Zhou Jiren stir-frying the food in the pot, they immediately said "wow".

"Wow, I didn't expect Mr. Zhou to cook for us personally, I'm so happy!"

For a moment, I felt like I was going to cry. ”

"It's so unexpected, I didn't think before I came, Mr. Zhou, that you would actually cook in it, it's incredible!"

Seeing their surprised looks, Zhou Jiren finally walked out of Shen Hanyang's blow just now, turned off the gas stove and said, "You came at the right time, the rice is ready, you bring the bowl, I will serve you the rice!"

The three of them came over with the bowl on their faces excitedly.

"Wow, it smells so appetizing!"

"Teacher Zhou, you can give me a little more!"

Zhou Jiren looked satisfied, finished serving the three of them, and looked at Shen Hanyang, who was sitting there without moving: "Ah Yang, I'll give you a little!"

Shen Hanyang's eyelids jumped and said, "No, I'm allergic to rice." ”

Several people in the room looked at him in unison, all with shocked expressions on their faces.

"Anyone else is allergic to rice?"

"Of course there is, I don't believe you can look it up on the Internet. ”

Shen Hanyang smiled: "Why are you looking at me like this, without me, wouldn't you be able to share a little more?" You should be happy, eat it while it's hot, there is still more than half of the pot in the pot." After speaking, he picked up a piece of mutton and soaked it in the hot pot, dipped it in the seasoning, and swallowed it in his mouth.

Zhou Jiren knew that he was talking nonsense as soon as he heard it, glanced at him speechlessly, then also served himself a bowl of rice, sat down and said to the students: "Everyone eat quickly." ”

The three students nodded, picked up their chopsticks and began to eat.

"Well, it's delicious!

"Well, Mr. Yoshihito, your cooking skills are so good!"

Zhou Jiren listened to the praise of the students, looked at their expressions of enjoyment, and felt a burst of comfort in his heart.

After eating a few bites of food, I suddenly felt that my cooking skills had improved again, and then ......

Then he saw Shen Hanyang grab a bunch of meat slices and put them into the pot, the meat in the room was full of fragrance, and the sesame pot stew in his mouth immediately became unfragrant......

Shen Hanyang stirred the meat slices in the pot with chopsticks, and out of the corner of his eye, he found that Zhou Jiren was looking at him with tangled eyes, and sighed silently with a look of regret: "Alas, I really envy you for being able to eat the food made by Teacher Jiren, I am miserable, I can only eat meat, how can this be reasonable." ”

Zhou Jiren glanced at the slices of meat in his hot pot, then looked down at the stewed rice in his bowl, couldn't help but show a wry smile, raised his face and said, "Everyone also eats hot pot, you can't be cheap Ah Yang alone!"

Seeing Zhou Jiren's lost expression, several students couldn't help laughing, and unceremoniously lit a hot pot that met their tastes.

After such a fuss, the atmosphere on the table instantly relaxed a lot.

Seeing this, Zhou Jiren couldn't help but look at Shen Hanyang and said, "Ah Yang, are you really allergic to rice?"

Shen Hanyang sneered: "Of course it's fake, I just don't want to eat the dog food you made." ”

"Poof!"

Jin Wen, a student who was eating stewed rice, squirted out, picked up a tissue to wipe his mouth, and said to Shen Hanyang with a complaining face: "Can you eat well?"

Shen Hanyang smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't keep my mouth shut just now, I'm a straightforward person, you have to bear with me!"

Jin Wen pushed his glasses, revealing an expression of "I don't read much, don't lie to me", and complained: "I think you are almost ...... with a black heart and a fast mouth."