"Drunk and safe?"

An Ran silently recited the name, feeling a little agitated.

This is the first time someone has cooked a dish specifically for her, and it is also the first time that someone has made a dish so close to her heart.

Especially the two lines of poetry that Wang Yong tampered with.

"A total of ten thousand sold for a bucket, looking at each other for seventeen and three years. Wait for the Juhuang family to mature, and the total monarch is drunk and intoxicated", this is simply the kind of love and life that An Ran yearns for the most.

"Thank you, Brother Wang. Thank you!" An Ran said to Wang Yong with tears in his eyes.

"Hey, what are you crying about? Isn't it just a dish? If you like it, Brother Wang will cook it for you every day in the future!" Wang Yong hurriedly persuaded.

"Really?" An Ran asked, looking up expectantly.

"Really!"

An Ran didn't speak, just glanced at Wang Yong quietly.

In this eye of contact, An Ran knew that somewhere in his heart had been quietly touched.

Maybe there's no going back......

I have to say that girls love dessert food the most.

When Wang Yong came back, he saw that it was the season when the yellow peach went to the market, so he had an idea to make a yellow peach pie.

And this method of pie was taught to him by a chef from a top Mediterranean restaurant when he was on a mission. It can be said that the taste of the Mediterranean style has been largely retained.

An Ran took a bite lightly, and immediately frowned.

This also made Wang Yong nervous. I don't make it many times, but it's not so bad that I frown, right?

And then Enron's words proved that Wang Yong thought too much.

"Brother Wang, it's so delicious! Your level is comparable to that of a real Italian chef! Even the desserts of Noblesse Oblige are not as delicious as yours!"

An Ran ate happily and said quickly.

Wang Yong was naturally happy to be praised, but Wang Yong sensed some unusual information from An Ran's words.

Noblesse Oblige is a famous high-end restaurant in Italy, and the number of diners in this restaurant is always limited to 80 people, and it is not enough to eat if you have the money.

Even Wang Yong only had a cursory understanding of this restaurant because of the needs of the task, and he never had the opportunity to go in and eat once. Enron was able to casually say the name of this restaurant, and he had eaten it.

Obviously, this little girl's background is not as simple as she appears.

Out of professional habits, Wang Yong soon set An Ran as an imaginary enemy, and began to retrace the process of knowing An Ran, speculating that An Ran was close to his purpose.

It was only halfway through the thought that Wang Yong laughed dumbly.

It seems that Enron has been approaching on his own initiative from beginning to end, including taking the initiative to ask Enron to take in the shared house. And Wang Yong still owes a month's rent, and someone else would have driven Wang Yong away a long time ago.

What's more, today An Ran was almost "destroyed" in order to save Wang Yong, Wang Yong was so suspicious of An Ran, but it was a little unkind.

Everyone has their own secrets, why not?

Wang Yong shook his head, pressed his doubts into his heart, and began to eat.

"That's right, Brother Wang. Zhong Xin, this girl is a little naughty, in case she offends you, don't be like her. Enron said.

"How come? I'm her teacher now, have you ever seen a teacher blame a student for being naughty?" Wang Yong nodded.

"That's good. ”

At the moment of conversation, a table of dishes had already been eaten. Although his stomach was propped up, An Ran still insisted on cleaning up the plate.

Seeing that An Ran was stubborn, Wang Yong could only let her go and return to his room to prepare for his homework.

I'm about to become a tutor, so I can't just prepare nothing, right? Although Wang Yong's background in Chinese culture is enough for him to talk about a random paragraph for a day and a night, he can't be so irresponsible.

After all, teaching and educating people is a very serious thing.

If the child's play is right, Wang Yong is afraid that one day when he goes below, his grandfather will hit him on the head with a cane and expel him from the Wang family.

"Grandpa, I'm finally on the path you want me to take, are you happy?" looked at the photo on the desk, Wang Yong muttered.

The grandson of a generation of masters of Chinese culture turned out to be a dancer with knives and guns, which has always been Wang Yong's grandfather's heart disease. It's just that Grandpa Wang Yong respected Wang Yong and didn't say it explicitly.

Wang Yong didn't understand it before, so he ignored it. Later, Wang Yong understood, but it was too late. The son wants to raise but does not wait, this is the saddest thing in the world.

In the photo, Wang Yong's grandfather is still smiling gentlely, just like when he faced the naughty Wang Yong, he never punished, but he always let Wang Yong go to study obediently.

Perhaps, now that Wang Yong has embarked on this road, it is also his grandfather who secretly takes care of him, right?

opened the old laptop, which contained all Wang Yong's reading experience and academic articles from childhood to adulthood. If this computer is accidentally dropped and picked up by a lover of Chinese culture, it will definitely cry out that a miracle has been found.

Zhong Xin is now in his first year of high school, Wang Yong searched for the first year of high school courses from the Internet, and began to formulate the teaching content of Zhong Xin according to the curriculum.

Wang Yong is not a person who is accustomed to preaching, he prefers to impart knowledge in a lively way.

Just like Yang Minggong said, "the unity of knowledge and action".

Ziyu Group Office Building.

Even though it was already evening rest, the office was still brightly lit somewhere in the building.

Three figures swayed in the office, and two figures standing were slender, obviously two women.

And the person sitting at the table was five big and three thick, and seemed to be a man.

"Haven't you found it yet?" a woman said suddenly.

But it's Ziyu Fengqing.

There was a crackling sound of rapid tapping on the keyboard, and the man replied, "No." Although I got some authorization, it was still difficult to really get to the core. Moreover, this kind of behavior of ours seems to be a taboo for the military. ”

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