Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

The highway from Kanagawa to Tokyo.

The tire rubbed the ground violently, dragging a black mark.

Inside the car.

The heroine who slammed on the brakes, a face with an unpleasant expression reflected on the rearview mirror of the car.

"...Your "Must Kill" recipe hasn't been completed, do you plan to return to Tokyo early?"Her eyes changed, her palms tightened on the steering wheel.

"if not?"

Xia Yu was staggered by the sudden brake, thinking that there was a car accident, and after subconsciously aiming at the car, she saw that there was no car on the straight road behind, and there would be no tragic rear-end collision. She was relieved and could not laugh or cry. , Did you forget something?"

"I'm a high school student. If I don't go back to Tokyo in advance to take the final exam, what about my studies?"

Hearing that, on the rearview mirror, the hostess looked astonished.She was speechless for a long time.

The next day.

White Gull High School.

The atmosphere of Class 2 in Senior One today was so solemn. The students who rushed to the classroom talked and laughed unintentionally, taking out textbooks or class notes one by one, and intensively reviewing knowledge.

The similar scene is not only in the first grade, but also in the second and third grades.

Starting today, almost all neon middle school students have to take a two- to three-day final exam.

Even though the liberal arts and sciences are divided into subjects from the beginning of high school, there are still too many courses for examinations in Neon High School. From physical education to homework, don't think that these small courses are easy to take.

"Oh, Nishimura, early!" The boys smiled and waved to Nishimura Yingqi who entered the classroom yawning.

"You fellow, didn't you review last night and was busy typing a copy?" a boy winked, and asked jokingly.

The spring semester is coming to an end, and Hideki Nishimura has finally merged into the group. Friends are not limited to Xia Yu at the next table.

"By the way, the first subject today is Mandarin, right? Modern Chinese? Bad!"

A boy rubbed his hair in distress.

boom!

Throwing his school bag on the desk, Nishimura Hideki sullen his face and said nervously: "I hope that the first semester exam will not be the last one!"

This high school student who has recently indulged in online games has low expectations of his performance.

"This guy hasn't come to school in half a semester!"

Next, Hideki Nishimura glanced at the empty desk next to it. This desk was against the window, and the chair and the table were buckled together. Fortunately, the hygiene of the classroom was kept well and there was no dust on it.

Prepare for one month for the special assessment.

Prepare another month for eating halberd.

After careful calculations, Hideki Nishimura found that this friend was really amazing.

"The youngest super chef in the history of Neon..." He scratched his head and called out this nickname unconsciously. Now, the classroom was already quite quiet, and the needle could be heard instantly.

"When our exam is over, that is, 3 days later, at the end of July, the day after the exam is over, the halberd will start, right?" Hideki Nishimura murmured and sat down.

The first subject, Mandarin, Modern Chinese.

Soon, the teacher took the test papers to the stage and waited for the bell to ring, so a white paper was spread on the empty desk in the corner.

at this time.

The principal of Baiou High School is at the shoe cabinet in the lobby of the teaching building, receiving a first-year boy in uniform who has just arrived at school.

"Chef Xia!"

Naoto Chiyo yelled respectfully and watched the boys put on school uniform shoes.

"Hush!"

"Let's go quietly!"

Xia Yu raised a finger, smiled, and walked to the classroom with his schoolbag.

Without going to the front door, Xia Yu pointed to the front door and motioned to the headmaster of Baiou High School that the middle-aged man immediately understood what he had. He pulled his tie and stood at the door with his hands under his hands.

The invigilator in the classroom immediately bowed to the door, and many students looked up and were distracted.

The back door of the classroom opened quietly, Xia Yu got in, tiptoed, and sat down where he hadn't been patronized for two months, took out the test equipment such as pens and eraser, and immediately entered the answering state.

Next to him, Hideki Nishimura, who finally heard the abnormal noise, raised his head and glanced at him, then he was stunned.

Xia Yu ignored him, he was already late and needed to hurry up and concentrate on answering questions.

Neon High School courses are not difficult, the courses are many and complicated, but the content is not deep.

The three major subjects of Mandarin, Mathematics and English are points for him.Especially for mathematics, after mastering the [Spice Inequality] through inhuman hard training and calculation, high school mathematics is pediatrics.

What's more, the physical fitness has been comprehensively improved. Now, at the level of lv35, thanks to the increase in mental power, his learning ability has exceeded the scope of learning tyrants, and it is simply a humanoid learning machine.

No matter how bad it is, some special means...

When Xia Yu answered the question, she raised her head slightly and cast her gaze to the first few tables in the row.

Big Sakamoto is still the Big Sakamoto.

His back is so conspicuous in the classroom, but Xia Yu's focus is not here, his gaze is fixed on the white test paper that reveals a corner, and the [Dialysis Eye] is opened, and rows of text are immediately clearly reflected on the retina.

"Hey!"

I didn't expect it to be feasible.Xia Yu just tried, then lowered his head and continued to answer the question.

For almost the whole day, Xia Yu spent the school exams.

Of course, during the period, it was indispensable to be watched by the crowd, and Xia Yu's coping method was also very simple, hiding in his own special kitchen.

Sitting in the kitchen with a small bench, Xia Yu was answering the phone.

"When did you return to Tokyo?"

Nagiri Erina asked over there.She did not know where to get the news.

"yesterday……"

"Why is there a lot of noise over there? Aren't you in the kitchen?" Erina must be frowning.

Xia Yu only shrugged at this.

Looking over the wide open window, you can see the school gate of Baiou High School.

The scorching sun at noon.

The school gate was crowded with vehicles, and reporters squatted guarding the school gate, holding long guns and short cannons.

The crowd even alarmed the Taitung District Police Station. Police cars with lights on were crowded out on the side of the road. Police officers stood in a row to form a human wall and meat shields, guarding the door of Baiou High School. The vast scene attracted students to watch and whisper. The sound went into the kitchen.

The corner of his eye glanced.

A group of girls also gathered in the old school building. They pointed to the kitchen location, with the excitement and excitement written on the faces of girls.

It's lunch break, and the students' rare breathing space during the final exams was torn apart by reporters who were surging as if they smelled blood.

"Boom! Boom!"

Xia Yu heard the knock on the door and opened the door, and the principal Chiyo Naoto bowed ninety degrees.

Ryoko Rina took off her sunglasses and said, "The outside of the school is now full of reporters. Don't show up, otherwise the group of people must be crazy and attack the cordon. The minister has called the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and asked them to send more staff. The final exams of Ou High School are going on normally!"

Xia Yu cast an apologetic look at Chiyo Naoto.

"Sorry, principal, I didn't expect these media to be so terrible." Xia Yu apologized.

Naoto Chiyo wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, and he couldn't tell.

More than just outside school.

When the group of students heard the news that the young chefs had returned to college to take the final exams, all of them went crazy. Fortunately, Naoto Chiyo had prepared and called the teachers for an emergency meeting to restrain the students by class, so that the school order was barely guaranteed.(To be continued.)