Top Student Don’t Need Superpowers

Naoki Asakawa took the cooking book on the table and found the bookmark: "Is it a hamburger steak?"

"Yes, that's it."

"It's not easy for a novice to cook this dish." Naoki Asakawa told the truth, "Do you need my help?"

Hamburg steak is a very common dish in Japan. It has nothing to do with steak. Said steak is actually a kind of pancake. The main ingredients are ground beef, eggs, onions, flour, pepper, etc. There are certain requirements for heat control. If you are not careful, you may become a dark dish.

"No need, just watch it by the side."

Mr. Kirito pursed her pink lips, confidently, "I remember the steps clearly, and the next step is to diced onion."

Two minutes later.

"Teacher, something happened to you..."

"I'm fine."

"You are all in tears, don't say it's okay!"

Standing outside the onion's killing radius, Naoki Asakawa couldn't help but vomit: "Before cutting the onion, freeze the onion in the refrigerator for a while, it will not stimulate the lacrimal glands. Have you never attended a housekeeping class in high school?"

"What a humiliation..."

Kirisu Masuu bit his lower lip vigorously, trying to control his tearful eyes, but unfortunately the irritated lacrimal glands were not transferred by human will at all, so he became a stubborn and stubborn pair who resisted the tears from falling. Little grievances look.

It was the first time I saw the tearful Ma Dong after two years of acquaintance, Naoki Asakawa couldn't help taking out his mobile phone.

If you don’t take pictures of such world-famous paintings and collect them, you don’t know when you want to see them again.

"Crack."

"What are you taking?"

Mr. Tongsu turned his head and looked at him, raising his eyebrows, trying hard to show the majesty of his teacher, but his tearful eyes are really not in awe.

"I was taking a selfie just now." Naoki Asakawa put away his phone, talking serious nonsense.

"you……"

Xiao Zhendong bit her lips tightly with anger, and suddenly felt her eyes itchy, instinctively she wanted to raise her hand to wipe her eyes.

"Don't use your hands." Naoki Asakawa hurriedly grabbed Mia Winter's wrist. "You haven't washed your hands yet. Now wipe your eyes. It's not as simple as tears!"

Naoki Asakawa took out the handkerchief and helped Xiao Ma Dong wipe his eyes, then stepped aside and continued to supervise: "Now we can continue."

"You delete the photo."

"Okay, delete it later."

"Delete now."

"So complicated."

Naoki Asakawa took out his phone, and the deletion would not be deleted. Finally, he captured a world-famous painting. How can it be done if it is not saved?

There is a risk of the phone being stolen by putting it in the phone. Of course, the most appropriate way is to upload it to cloud storage.

"Papa Papa."

After cutting the onion, mix the eggs, ground beef and onion diced, and the next step is to pat the meatloaf.

For some reason, the method of making hamburger steaks requires tapping like rice cakes, so Xiao Zhendong blows in tears while tapping the hamburger with a serious expression.

"Papa Papa Papa."

The sound of the palm hitting the pie reverberated in the quiet living room, and it sounded... quite Q.

Wearing an apron and ponytails, Xiao Madong, who is cooking seriously under the light, looks like a new wife.

Naoki Asakawa subconsciously opened the brain hole small theater.

Snowy night.

"I am back."

"Welcome back."

It was windy and snowy outside, but the house was warm as spring.

Xiao Zhendong, wearing an apron, stood at the door, "Dinner is ready, do you eat first, take a shower, or..."

Speaking of gently provoking the fruit apron that 90% of newlyweds would wear: "Eat me first?"

Chapter 298: Is It Wrong to Like Teachers?

"What are you thinking?"

Kirisu Masuyo squinted his eyes, his tone condensed slightly: "The expression in his eyes makes people angry."

"Thinking about how you would wear a fruit apron after your wedding..."

If you answer truthfully, you will definitely die!

And even if an independent person like a teacher is really married, he wouldn't listen to wear a fruit apron unless he is drunk!

"I'm thinking that the teacher worked hard." Asakawa Naoki looked serious.

"Ok?"

Kirisu Masuu tilted his head and looked a little confused, "Where am I working hard?"

"Obviously, I don't know how to cook, but for the sake of a common substitute class, I earnestly learn cooking skills." Naoki Asakawa put one hand in his pocket, "most people are not so serious and responsible."

"..."

Kirisu's eyes dropped, and he continued tapping the beef steak with a calm voice: "I don't care what others think of me, whether it's alienated, belittled, or disgusted, I just..."

After a pause, Mr. Kirisu continued:

"I am just fulfilling my duty as a teacher."

"It's natural and righteous to prepare for the courses with all your heart."

"I can't let them learn and grow in vain for reasons such as difficulty or thorny."

Naoki Asakawa was slightly silent: "The teacher is really gentle."

"You, what are you talking about!" Kirisu's body trembled, and he bit his lower lip to start a death stare.