Meg ended today's lesson amidst the praises of the children.
Meg saw not only 32 die-hard fans in these children, but also the future hope of the Norland Continent's culinary world.
The students who walked out of the training center with satisfied faces happened to meet the army of Ganfanists who were sprinting towards the cafeteria.
The powerful Ganfanists who were sprinting at the front saw the oily corners of their mouths and the satisfied smiles on their faces. They thought of the various rumors about this beautiful training center for the God of Cookery, and then looked at the cafeteria that was regarded as a holy place, and felt that its radiance had dimmed a lot.
They … must have eaten even more delicious food!
Envy, jealousy!
The children who had just eaten the delicious Yangzhou fried rice were still smiling blissfully. They couldn't help but feel a little proud as they watched the students who were sprinting with all their might just to snatch the most delicious spoonful of food from the cafeteria auntie.
Meals were provided in class, and such delicious food … This was too awesome!
"It's actually healed …" Shell was the last to walk out of the training center. He looked at his arm in amazement. The arm that was bruised by the wok had actually recovered completely.
He didn't care about such a small injury. He used to help people carry goods, and bumps were common. Because he didn't have much flesh on his body, he often left a black mark when he pressed on it. He didn't have to worry about it, and it would be fine in a few days.
But he didn't expect the bruise to disappear in the time it took to eat a meal. He felt warm and comfortable all over, as if he had taken a hot bath.
"It must be that delicious Yangzhou fried rice that helped me recover. It's so miraculous! I must become a chef as good as Teacher Meg! Baker clenched his fists tightly, and made up his mind.
Farah ran back to the classroom with a book in her arms. The students had all gone to the cafeteria to eat, and she was the only one in the quiet classroom.
She gently placed the book in her arms on the table. It was a picture book. On the cover, there was a castle under the night sky. A young girl wearing a beautiful dress was riding on the wall, as if she was about to escape from the castle. Beside her, there was a black cat.
"Miss Black Cat," Farah murmured softly.
Farah muttered softly, his eyes sparkling.
This was a gift from the teaching assistant. She even smiled and cheered her on. Her smile was warm and cute.
She could tell that the young lady was also a half-orc, but she was so optimistic and positive. Her smile was very infectious.
She had never seen such an exquisite picture book before.
Ever since she was a child, she had never received a gift. It was already very difficult for her mother to bring her up. How could she have the heart to ask for more from her?
This was the most expensive gift she had ever received. The exquisite and beautiful cover made her unable to resist opening the picture book.
Then, she was mesmerized …
Her mother was literate. No matter how busy she was, she would always teach her how to read and write every day. Therefore, she was more literate than the other children who wandered the streets.
But she had never seen such a wonderful and interesting story.
Miss Black Cat fought against the rules, and in the face of various obstacles and attacks, she still persisted in her beliefs and dreams. The story of her climbing over a high wall and embarking on the path of chasing her dreams made her yearn for it.
"Farah, what are you looking at?" A voice came from the side.
Farah suddenly woke up. She hurriedly closed the picture book and hid it in the drawer. Only then did she realize that there were already five or six students in the classroom. The students had finished their lunch and were gradually returning to the classroom.
"No … Nothing," Farah shook her head and said to her few friends.
She did not want others to see this picture book. She did not know how to explain how she came to possess such a precious and exquisite picture book.
Perhaps, she would be treated as a thief.
It wasn't as if such a thing had never happened before.
But Hope School was different from the outside world. The teachers here were very friendly. She could feel their goodwill.
But at this moment, it was as if a window had been opened in her heart, and light shone in.
Yes, so what if the whole world did not understand you? As long as you worked hard to pursue your dreams, you could become a confident person, a person who was respected by others.
Just like the teaching assistant. She must be very confident, right? Her culinary skills must also be very good!
"I want to become a chef, a chef who can bring happiness to others like Teacher Meg!" Farah thought silently in her heart. But she had already planted a seed in her heart.
…
"Looking at these children reminds me of when I was young. They were really energetic young men and women," Mia said with a smile as she sat on the back seat of the bicycle and wrapped her arm around Meg's waist gently.
"Aren't you an energetic young lady now? You don't lose to them at all," Meg said with a smile as he turned his head.
"Really? I like the word energetic. " Mia's smile became even brighter. "Although I didn't do anything today, I still feel that it was a very wonderful experience. So this is what it feels like to be a teacher. I can see the trust and thirst for knowledge in those children's eyes. They are so cute. "
"You have helped me a lot. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to handle these little fellows alone.
However, these children are indeed not bad. They have been through hardships, and they can endure hard work. They are all good seedlings. "Meg nodded. He was also very satisfied with this batch of students.
If he went to Chaos School under the same conditions, he might not be able to choose such students.
Learning to cook was too tough, and he was not confident that these children would be able to persevere.
However, as long as they were willing to persevere and work hard, he would definitely work hard to groom them into qualified chefs.
As for whether they could be outstanding in the future, that would depend on their own luck.
"Boss, I think you are very suitable to be a teacher. The children love you so much. Their eyes are shining like stars," Mia said.
"This is my first time being a teacher. Actually, I am also quite nervous. However, the experience so far is not bad. I can give myself a passing grade," Meg said with a smile.
This was not him at Versailles. He had rehearsed the rhythm of today's lesson many times.
In order to let these children feel that becoming a chef was a very cool thing, he had put in a lot of effort.
Judging from the children's feedback, it was not bad.
"I think that child called Farah is quite cute. You asked me to give her the picture book because you want to groom her into an excellent chef?"
"I just want her to be more confident. After she passes that hurdle, she will become more powerful. However, whether she can become an excellent chef depends on how hard she works." He stopped the bicycle in front of the restaurant, and looked at Yabemiya, whose ponytail swayed gently, as she jumped off the bicycle. He smiled, and said, "I want to see the same energetic smile on her face as yours."
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