On this day, there was a faint, unusual aura in the air at No. 59 High School …
The wind rustled on campus, and there was a storm everywhere …
Senior He Bufeng, with a total score of 8,823 in three years, was actually in class!
The students were silent, and the teachers wept …
No one knew what on earth had happened to this delinquent in the last twenty-four hours.
Tang Jingze felt that this was very unusual, and that there was most likely something fishy going on; it was much more shocking than Director Xie Huaichun's relationship.
Although Tang Jingze didn't know exactly what had happened to He Bufeng … based on He Bufeng's performance, Tang Jingze could more or less guess that He Bufeng had been thoroughly defeated in his showdown with No. 60 High School's pretty boy with the crew cut. Otherwise, given He Bufeng's learning attitude, he would never have degenerated to the point of abandoning himself to attend class.
Through He Bufeng's incident, Tang Jingze also saw the essence of the situation.
This bunch of people from No. 60 High School were simply the bane of No. 59 High School … they were truly a toxic bunch!
Since coming to No. 60 High School, there was no need to mention the damage they had done to the school's public facilities … even Director Xie Huaichun and number one delinquent He Bufeng had fallen into their hands one after another … In Tang Jingze's heart, these two people had been godlike figures who were like two high tower towers, but now, with No. 60 High School's arrival, they no longer existed …
Tang Jingze completely understood that this was a bunch of people he couldn't afford to provoke.
He was just a mere president of the student union; it really wasn't worth risking his life for this bunch of people …
…
Tomorrow was the last day of the student exchange meet between No. 59 High School and No. 60 High School, and the curtains were about to be drawn on that crucial spirit sword exchange meet.
Seeing that the spirit sword exchange meet was about to begin, the No. 60 High School students were a little restless.
It was impossible to say that they weren't nervous. After all, this was a matter of honor for both schools. Everyone's level was actually about the same, and it was a competition of concentration … but this kind of thing couldn't be said for sure, and had a lot to do with one's mentality.
Everyone usually trained in a relatively closed environment. But tomorrow, under the gazes of thousands of people, they would represent the school to demonstrate their ability to control spirit swords … even a small mistake might cause the entire situation to collapse.
Of course, the spirit sword exchange meet wasn't the most terrifying thing.
The most frightening thing was that Old Antique announced another piece of bad news that afternoon — Mother Juan was here …
This news was far more frightening than the fear brought about by the spiritual sword exchange meet.
Speaking of which, Mother Juan was also a senior at No. 60 High School. She had worked diligently in the school's canteen for over a hundred years, and even the first-generation teachers of No. 60 High School had eaten her communal pot of rice.
One of Mother Juan's memorable traits was that her hands wouldn't tremble when she scooped food, especially when she scooped up meat. She was always generous in scooping up a big spoonful of food, eager for the students to eat more.
So until now, Mother Juan's era of communal rice was still a memory for many people. Quite a number of No. 60 High alumni who had graduated would ask to try Mother Juan's cooking again when they returned to their alma mater to visit … Back then, every dish she made could be considered a classic.
However, this was only limited to that time.
Around a few years ago, Mother Juan had suddenly asked Headmaster Chen to bring along two disciples to cook for her. Mother Juan herself had decided to retire behind the scenes to research new dishes … Headmaster Chen had thought that this was a good thing, but no one had ever expected that Mother Juan would embark on a path of no return with dark cuisine.
Mother Juan was a violent person, and this violence wasn't only reflected in her research of new recipes, but also in other aspects … Back when Shadow Stream had attacked No. 60 High School, Mother Juan had smashed one of the assassins to death with a large soup ladle …
Back when Odd Zhuo had graduated, Mother Juan had already completely bid farewell to her era of communal rice …
The two disciples she had now brought along were pretty average at cooking, and weren't even one-tenth or two-tenths of what she had been at her peak. This was Old Antique, the famous foodie at No. 60 High School, who had personally experienced the difference between the former and the latter.
Of course, while these two disciples weren't very good at cooking, what terrified the teachers and students of No. 60 High the most was Mother Juan's love lunchboxes at noon every Friday …
Mother Juan's greatest hobby was to seal the dark cuisines she had invented into love lunchboxes, and then happily distribute them to all the teachers and students in the school at noon every Friday.
It could be said that the teachers and students were miserable beyond words …
No. 60 High School's headmaster had changed five terms, and Mother Juan had been there since the first term. She had been in charge of No. 60 High School's canteen for hundreds of years. It could be said that she was a founding figure. Even Headmaster Chen and Director Shi were very polite when they met her, and no one dared to complain at all.
Of course, Mother Juan had also given Headmaster Chen this lunchbox with the dark cuisine sealed in it.
At that time, Headmaster Chen had braced himself to eat the stir-fried chili mooncake in front of Mother Juan's smiling face …
After all, it took a lot of time and effort to prepare these lunchboxes. Although the cuisine was very dark, Mother Juan's intentions were very sunny.
The path of exploring cuisine was a very difficult one to begin with.
Thus, even though the teachers and students of No. 60 High School felt bitter in their hearts, they chose to endure it in silence. They could only hope that Mother Juan could come up with new cuisines soon, so that dark cuisine would no longer be dark …
…
The spirit sword exchange meet happened to be on Friday, and Mother Juan prepared the love lunchboxes in advance on Thursday as usual. In the end, when she checked the number of people, she realized that there were actually six fewer people than usual on Friday.
Mother Juan patted her head as she instantly remembered No. 59 High School's student exchange meet. Without stopping to rest, she hurriedly made six special lunchboxes and flew her Donkey Brand flying sword on her way to deliver the lunchboxes.
And then, there was the current scene …
Wang Ling, Lotus Sun, Super Chen, Feather Lin, Hero Guo and Old Antique sat in a row in the quiet school building. In front of each of them was a lunchbox of love which Mother Juan had carefully prepared.
The pink lunchbox didn't hide Mother Juan's girlish heart at all.
In front of them was a middle-aged woman wearing a snow-white chef's uniform and a light yellow apron. Her curly hair was tied into a small ball under her chef's hat — this was Mother Juan.
Hands on her hips, she said in a domineering manner, "Everyone, hurry up and eat while it's hot! These six lunchboxes are specially custom-made and will be delivered early! They can replenish your body with all kinds of nutrients, so that you can better prepare for the spirit sword exchange meet tomorrow! "
"…"
Wang Ling took a deep breath.
His sense of smell was much more sensitive than that of an ordinary person … even though the "dark seal" on these lunchboxes had yet to be removed, he could still smell a scent that was even more bizarre than the fruit and vegetable juice that Tang Jingze had given him.
… If they ate this thing, they might all end up dead tomorrow!
"Everyone, let's eat … don't disappoint Mother Juan's good intentions …" In the end, Old Antique was Old Antique. Even in this situation, he didn't break his composure, and was very calm.
Old Antique braced himself and took the lead to open the lunchboxes. In the end, everyone was shocked … today's food actually looked pretty normal?
"Is this stir-fried shredded potato?" Old Antique asked as he picked up a piece of crystal clear shredded potato with his chopsticks.
Mother Juan shook her head and said, "No, this is heavenly silkworm potato."
Lotus Sun pointed to the tomato slices on the side of the potato shredded. "Then what is this dish?"
"Oh, this dish!
~
”
Mother Juan smiled and said, "This dish is called holy shit tomato!"
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