Star Chef, She Can Be Salty Or Sweet

In short, it was like being struck by lightning.

"You're kidding me!"

Gritting her teeth and jumping out word by word, Jian Yan said with a grim expression, "God, I'll turn it myself!

Look at those tadpoles, is that what I can translate? "

At first, she wanted to learn Greek on a whim abroad.

At any rate, there are friends who can speak Greek to teach her and recommend some Greek books to her.

After four years, I can read, write and speak without any problem.

Now, with no one to teach her, and no information for her to refer to, how would she translate those golden tadpoles.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, "I'll turn you over first, believe it or not?"

"Oh, don't be angry, don't be angry, be calm, be normal!"

Aware of her panic, Tong Zi instantly felt refreshed.

Should!

He has been tortured for so long, and now he finally has the opportunity to let Da Yanyan experience the feeling of being tortured.

Don't say anything, just a word cool!

Awesome.

Holding back his smile, he said slowly and in a good mood, "Don't worry, the information will be given to you in due time, and you can ask me if you don't understand.

I'm going to retreat first, just sauce! "

"What are you shutting down? Come back to me!"

Jian Yan held Erkang's hand, crying out in grief and indignation, "Tongzi, come out and speak clearly!"

Running away and refusing to accept her command of emotional fluctuations, it is naturally impossible to come out.

It was Lu Jinxiu who came out.

"You are..."

The unfinished words came to an abrupt end when he saw a girl with a flushed face on the sofa.

He pursed his lips, walked quickly to the sofa, picked up the girl and placed it on his lap, hugged her with one hand, and reached out to her forehead with the other.

"Sick? Your face is so red."

Caught off guard, Jian Yan, who was stunned by his smooth movements, hurriedly said that I was fine.

He rubbed his face again to restore his complexion to normal before pulling his hand away.

She hugged his neck, dangling her feet without shoes and socks, watching his eyes full of worry and bending the corners of his mouth.

"Are you busy?"

"Um!"

Lu Jinxiu responded softly, and when he glanced at her feet, his eyes darkened.

Then he frowned and looked at her expression, "Is there really nothing uncomfortable?"

Jian Yan laughed, "I'm fine, I really don't feel any discomfort."

"Then why are you blushing?"

He raised his eyebrows, picked up the optical computer screen on the sofa head and looked at it——

"Are these your homework?"

"yes."

Jian Yan responded sullenly, and poked the icon that floated up on the display screen with his finger, and enlarged it into a floating screen.

"I'm not afraid of your jokes, I know all these words.

However, when put together, they know me, and I don't know them. "

"I'm wondering, why do you need so much knowledge to make mechas and draw design drawings, can't you use less knowledge?"

Hearing these words, Lu Jinxiu wanted to sigh, "These are all elementary and intermediate knowledge of mecha manufacturing. I have to start from scratch in your class."

In short, "..." Start from scratch, is it too late for her to transfer to the art department now, or drop out?

Before she could open her mouth, a slender finger with a thin callus raised her jaw.

The noble and indifferent man stared into his arms with dark eyes, blinking at a pair of girls full of distress.

"Check it out first, if it doesn't work, then transfer to another department, what do you think?"

"Okay, okay."

She swallowed, looking as if she was about to go to the guillotine.

Shiran said, "Let's mend it first, shall we start now?"

"Now," he paused intentionally, and found that the girl's complexion didn't change much.

But those upturned cat eyes, which are both pure and charming, are unconsciously rounded.