With the touch of a fingertip, a black pen flutters and turns between hands like a swimming dragon.

These days, Rao is a girl, and it is also jealous to have such delicate and beautiful fingers.

"It's boring, it's boring."

The balding middle-aged professor was still talking in the lecture hall, and Sikong Yao was already bored and had to turn his pen.

Theory classes in college are even more uncomfortable than cramming in high school.

That feeling is as disgusting as MLM brainwashing.

Looking at the signature pen turning back and forth at his fingertips, Sikong Yao couldn't help but complain.

"Why do you have to study macroeconomics for a good business management major?"

Listening to the dull middle-aged professor's noise, what GDP GDP and GDP deflator are far from the university that Sikong Yao expected.

Spending a lot of money on tuition, I went to this St. Edro Culinary Institute to study business management, but I didn't want to learn about any economic system.

Finally, Sikong Yao couldn't help it, and as his mind dispersed, there was a "snap", and the signature pen fell in response. Sikong Yao stood up lazily from his seat.

Everyone in the class was agitated, chattering and talking.

At this time, the cold air coming out of the air conditioner is not as palpitating as the cold air that some people gasp. For this kind of behavior that dares to ignore classroom discipline, these well-behaved students are still afraid of it.

When someone dares to do what they fear in their hearts, it is natural that people can't help but focus their eyes on her.

Therefore, Sikong Yao became the focus of a full house of 120 people.

The middle-aged professor broke the chalk in his hand and said angrily, "Sikong Yao, what are you going to do?" Sit down! ”

Obviously, this is not the first time Sikong Yao has done this kind of thing. In just three days after the start of school, Sikong Yao skipped class four times and has already become a celebrity in the management department.

Everyone looked at Sikong Yao, who was speechless, the white clothes that had been white all her life couldn't hide her graceful figure, coupled with her delicate facial features, and a pair of bright eyes with a little lazy and a little peach blossom, which made many boys swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Sikong Yao walked lazily towards the door of the classroom, ignoring the middle-aged professor who was angry on the side. This Sikong Yao is leaving, I'm afraid no one can stop him yet.

Of course, the teachers at St. E-De Rou Cuisine School are not easy to dismiss, and the classrooms at St. E-De Lu Culinary School are even more extraordinary.

I saw that the professor pressed the mechanism set up on the podium, and with a "bang", the two heavy iron doors closed in response.

The professor snorted coldly, and said to himself, "Now it depends on how you run." ”

Sikong Yao lazily glanced at the thick iron door that was painted green, sighed helplessly, and walked towards the window again.

Sikong Yao pulled a handful of windows and didn't move, knowing that even the locks of those windows were closed.

The professor joked: "Sikong Yao, go back to your seat and sit down, you can't escape." ”

The classroom configuration of the St. Edro Cuisine Academy is really commendable.

Everyone booed, and when they thought that Sikong Yao had to return to their seats in the end, they didn't know how to feel a sense of loss in their hearts. What's more, she has already begun to plan how to comfort this beautiful girl with a wounded heart, which is also a good way to send charcoal in the snow.

But apparently, these boys have miscalculated.

I saw Sikong Yao shake his head, but he took out a Swiss Army knife from his pocket.

Sikong Yao walked to the side casually, waved his hand, and the blade began to appear.

No one saw how Sikong Yao made a move, but he could clearly feel it, and a ** rushed by, and the bright window was shattered by her.

Sikong Yao climbed through the broken glass window and swaggered out of the classroom.

With the sudden sound of glass shattering, the classroom immediately exploded, and the sound of discussion and applause came and went, and from time to time there was a whistle of the boys' excitement.

The middle-aged professor was so angry that he had never seen such a high-profile student skipping class in his twenty years of teaching.

The next day's campus headlines: Sikong Yao, the most prickly student in the Department of Management, skipped class for the fifth time!

Of course, that's another story.

Sikong Yao left the classroom and wandered aimlessly around the campus, which was a waste of time and wasted life, and it was much better to go out and wander around than in a dull classroom.

As a pastry chef, the national economy is too far from Sikong Yi.

At this point, everyone is in class, and as far as the eye can see, there is no half of a figure on the road, which makes people feel more and more chilled.

Sikong Yao sighed, and couldn't help asking, "What's so good about this university?" ”

Sikong Yao suddenly felt a little light in his mouth, slightly thirsty, and wanted to go to the commissary to buy a bottle of drink to drink. As soon as the cap of the bottle was unscrewed, the surging carbonic acid in the bottle quickly decomposed, and a sweet foam gushed up, and the sound of "poof" even expressed a little bitterness in Sikong Yao's heart.

A figure in a black suit flashed in front of him, which naturally attracted Sikong Yao's attention. After a slight glance, a mouthful of Coke almost didn't squirt out, isn't that the counselor who is known as the most angry young man in the school?

Sikong Yao couldn't forget his intimidating speech at the opening ceremony, so he took a few steps back, for fear of being recognized by him.

The so-called causal cycle cannot be avoided after all. The more scared Sikong Yao was, the more difficult it was to escape. When He Lai caught a glimpse of Sikong Yao, he stopped and shouted, "Which department are you from?" Why don't you go to class at this point? ”

Sikong Yao didn't expect to be caught by He Lai, and today I am afraid that he will not be able to escape death. This student, especially a rebellious student like Sikong Yao, is always afraid of being involved with the counselor.

Sikong Yao had no choice but to lie: "Uh...... The dessert department is a first-year baking class. ”

Anyway, as long as you fool around, probably nothing will happen. Sikong Yao is not afraid of punishment, but if he is arrested by He Lai for ideological education for a few hours, it will cost people's lives.

Who would have thought that when He Lai heard this, he asked in surprise: "Baking class?" ”

The Coke bottle in his hand kept bubbling up, just like Sikong Yao's heart.

Sikong Yao said embarrassedly: "Yes." ”

When He Lai heard this, he grabbed Sikong Yao's wrist and dragged Sikong Yao in the direction of the square. As soon as He Lai's hand touched Sikong Yao's wrist, the amazing grip made Sikong Yao feel a little painful.

Sikong Yao struggled to no avail, and thought: "I'm afraid it's troublesome now, looking at this posture, He Lai won't let me go easily." Moreover, this uncle is inevitably too thin, just grabbing a girl's wrist. I'll just put him down, and when the time comes, I'll say he's harassing me. ”

Sikong Yao just wanted to perform the technique of Wing Chun, but his hand that had put on a posture stopped slightly.

Because He said: "The class is having a cooking duel with the second class, why did you run out without permission, come back with me, the first class will not work." ”

Only then did Sikong Yao understand that he was in trouble.

This luck was so bad that I hit the muzzle.

This is the counselor of the bakery department of the dessert department.

The amazing grip strength of that hand is the result of long-term harmony.

Looking at He Lai, whose face was pale, Sikong Yao understood that fishing in troubled waters would not work.

Sikong Yao's heart couldn't help but sink, and she silently said three times in her heart: "Unlucky! Unlucky! Unlucky! ”

St. Edde Road Culinary Academy, above the square.

The two sides are on their own side, and in front of them are long white cloth tables lined up, and plates of delicate snacks are placed on the table. The tantalizing dim sum oven-baked to elevate the essence of fermentation is made by these 20-year-old students.

The scene is the exchange between the two classes of the bakery major of the dessert department, and unfortunately, looking at this posture, the first class is defeated.

I didn't expect the difference in strength between the two classes to be so huge, and the overall strength of the second class was several levels higher than that of the first class. Especially Ke Qing, the squad leader of the second shift, has an extremely good grasp of the heat of the oven.

The perfectly fermented puff pastry, paired with the sweet and delicious honey, bakes an enticing golden hue that is mouth-watering from afar. What's even more amazing is the 128 layers of puff pastry, take a bite, layer by layer, crispy taste, make the meat floss in the puff pastry even more delicious.

Ke Qing was supported by everyone in the second class and was named a baking genius. It's hard to believe that this crispy and bright dim sum is made by this beautiful girl in her early twenties. This kind of craftsmanship is enough to open a dim sum shop outside, and it is still the kind that will become popular.

Although it was only an innocuous entrance test, there was always some nostalgia in my heart for the students in the first class of baking. At the age of twenty, it is the time when the competitiveness is the strongest, how easy is it to say the word "service"?

Looking at the excitement on the side, the laughter was rising again and again, and the defeated class of students were holding their heads one by one, full of frustration. The taste of losing is the same for everyone, and that is uncomfortable.

Lost people are always sensitive, and that laughter is like a cold knife, stabbing their hearts, unwilling, unconvinced, but what? The game is like this, someone wins, someone has to lose.

However, just when the students in the first class were disheartened, and the teacher Lin Qing was about to announce the victory of the second class, two figures rushed from the edge of the square.

The momentum of the wind and fire is inevitably admirable.

Everyone looked from afar, only to hear He Lai shouting loudly: "Wait, there is another person in the first class!" ”