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Chapter 258 Finding Out Teacher Gu's Background
It is normal for teachers to conduct diagnostic tests on students in schools.

In order to understand the general level of students, we can adjust the teaching content and syllabus.

And now, Guan Ren needs to do the same to teach Gu Wancheng how to cook.

After all, Guan Ren only had a general idea of ​​Gu Wancheng's cooking skills based on what Xiao Lihua said and some of her related behaviors, and it wasn't accurate.

"Cough cough!"

So, Guan Ren cleared his throat and said seriously:
"Before we begin formal instruction, Teacher Gu, I'd like to get a feel for your abilities first."

"Ah."

Gu Wancheng herself is a teacher, so she understands perfectly and nodded gracefully:

How do I touch it?

Gu Wancheng sat at the dining table, her hands folded on the table.

This made Guan Ren secretly amused.

……

As expected of sisters, their earnestness, like that of elementary school students, is exactly like that of Little Pear Blossom.

Guan Ren could even imagine what Gu Wancheng looked like in high school from this.

……

"It's very simple, just make a few quick dishes, in very small quantities."

"it is good."

Gu Wancheng immediately got up, showing that she was very proactive in this matter. She took an apron from behind the kitchen door and just unfolded it when she noticed that Guan Ren's eyes were a little strange.

Gu Wancheng immediately realized something, and when she looked down, she saw the lace trim around the edge of the apron and an adorable pink seal printed on the front. Her expression froze slightly, and she quickly crumpled it up and stuffed it back in.

"I...I took the wrong one, this is for young pears..."

"..."

Guan Ren really wanted to ask, "When did Gu Youli learn to cook?"

But seeing Teacher Gu's feigned composure, I decided to hold it in.

Then Gu Wancheng rummaged around in the kitchen for a while longer.

Finally, they found a pure white apron.

Then, forcibly ignoring the brand-new creases on it, and with a very composed air, as if saying, "This is what I usually wear," he untied the apron and tied it up.

Ten seconds later.

"Tsk!"

"..."

Guan Ren was already pretending to look at his phone as much as possible.

However, because Gu Wancheng kept making "uh-huh" sounds, he couldn't help but look up.

Her apron wasn't tied properly yet.

Gu Wancheng frowned and pursed her lips, quite annoyed.

Because this apron was originally a free gift with some purchase, and it wasn't the halter-neck style that Gu Wancheng was used to; it was a tie-neck style.

Unfortunately, the rope was short and extremely slippery.

Gu Wancheng tried to tie it behind her neck for a long time, but she just couldn't manage it.

"Ugh…"

Guan Ren couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he shook his head and walked over.

"Teacher Gu."

He called out, and Gu Wancheng looked up and met his gaze.

"..."

Then he loosened his grip on the apron, and after Guan Ren took it from him, he hesitated and slowly turned around.

wow-

Hearing Guan Ren shake his apron, and feeling him wrap his arms around her from behind, Gu Wancheng's eyes trembled slightly.

"Teacher Gu, your hair..."

Although her hair was tied in a simple bun, it was rather casual, and some strands of hair still got in the way.

So Gu Wancheng nodded slightly, reached out and gathered her hands, completely revealing her snow-white nape.

Rustling…

Rusty…

Guan Ren began to tie the rope around her neck.

Looking down at her delicate, jade-like skin on the back of her neck, and the light downy hair on the surface, I couldn't help but think of Luo Xiaobei from junior high school.

At that time, Luo Xiaobei was wearing a halter neck top.

Sometimes it gets loose, or Guan Ren deliberately tears it off, and that's all Guan Ren's doing to Luo Xiaobei.

It's very similar to this moment.

"Are you done yet...?"

Gu Wancheng couldn't help but urge him.

Because Guan Ren's fingertips kept brushing against the back of her neck, it made her feel a strange itch...

"immediately."

Guan Ren only realized after trying it himself that this thing was indeed difficult to tie; it was very slippery.

It's even smoother than Gu Wancheng's skin.

"All right!"

The knot around my neck is finally tied.

Gu Wancheng was about to turn around when she heard Guan Ren behind her say again:
"Teacher Gu, don't turn around."

"?" "And the rest, let me tie it for you too."

The rope tied around the waist was just as slippery, just as short, and just as difficult to tie.

Without waiting for Gu Wancheng's reply, Guan Ren grabbed the ropes on both sides of her waist and tightened them.

You should know that the waist and the neck are not the same.

Guan Ren's fingers inevitably began to rustle and caress Gu Wancheng's side and back, causing her entire body to tremble involuntarily after only a few strokes.

"?!"

Although the tremors weren't very strong, Guan Ren still felt them and thought she was feeling unwell.
"Teacher Gu? Did I tie it too tight?"

Gu Wancheng opened her mouth, but after a long while, she managed to squeeze out a single word: "No."

But soon after, a tickling sensation came from her sensitive waist.

This time, she even bent back slightly, lifting her waistline.

And this bow, precisely corresponding to Guan Ren's, was a soft, intimate touch...

No wonder the old saying goes: A beauty is like the moon.

The sudden appearance of this full, round moon did indeed make Guan Ren's throat gurgle violently for a moment.

shhhhh--

In his haste, Guan Ren quickly tied the apron rope around his waist.

Gu Wancheng immediately turned around, tugged at her apron to tidy herself up, and looked up to see Guan Ren staring at her dumbfounded, his eyelids drooping slightly.

"Any questions."

"no!"

Guan Ren shook his head vigorously, scratched the back of his head, and grinned:

"Hey, it's just that...Teacher Gu, you actually look quite good in an apron!"

"..."

Gu Wancheng remained expressionless, seemingly used to it, and ignored Guan Ren's flattery. She went to the stove and lit the fire.

"I'll only make three of my specialties."

That being said.

But it's not something he's good at.

Half an hour later.

Looking at the three plates of unidentified food that were served, Guan Ren felt that even if Gu Wan Cheng cooked them with her feet, they would probably taste better than these three plates.

A plate of stir-fried greens, watery and juicy, looks like it's been boiled, but it's not as refreshing.

When Guan Ren was cooking shredded pork, he noticed a raw oil taste, as if the pork had been mixed directly with cooking oil.

"Teacher Gu, what is this...?"

Stir-fried loofah with tomatoes.

"..."

I've never eaten Guanren in this life or the last, so I won't comment on it.

"How about it?"

Seeing Guan Ren's expression, Gu Wancheng had a bad feeling and frowned as she asked:

What aspects are problematic?

"Teacher Gu."

Guan Ren said solemnly:

"You should ask which parts are fine."

"..."

Gu Wancheng's heart sank, and she bit her lower lip:
"Then...which parts are okay?"

"No."

"no problem?"

"No, there's no place without problems; there are problems everywhere!"

Gu Wancheng fell silent.

Although she invited Guan Ren to her home to check for any shortcomings, she didn't expect Guan Ren to give her such a low evaluation.

So I decided to try it myself.

"How about it?" Guan Ren asked in return.

"So-so," Gu Wancheng said.

Guan Ren initially thought the woman was just being stubborn and putting on a brave face again.

But then she discovered that Gu Wancheng really didn't realize how bad her cooking was.

It's not that she has a problem with her sense of taste.

Rather, she rarely eats food other than what she cooks herself, so her tolerance for different flavors is not diverse enough; she basically divides food into two categories: "delicious restaurant taste" and "ordinary taste of homemade food."

After getting used to this for a long time, Gu Wancheng no longer had a particularly accurate judgment about the taste of her cooking.

"Guan Ren, I know these three dishes aren't very good in your opinion, but..."

Gu Wancheng hesitated:

"Just how bad is it?"

"Specifically..."

Guan Ren took a deep breath:

"Teacher Gu, let me be frank. Generally speaking, cooking should be visually appealing, fragrant, and delicious. But what you made is a failure in terms of color, aroma, and taste."

"..."

(End of this chapter)