"What's going on?"
The commotion in the elementary school building had also attracted the attention of the administration building. Dean Dean, who had just finished a heart-to-heart talk with a few professors, furrowed his brows.
It wasn't unusual for parent-teacher conferences to be lively. The school's original intention was to allow children and parents to interact more and cultivate feelings. However, listening to the noise now, it didn't seem to be the case. It was more like a bustling market.
"Um … Dean, I think it's caused by a parent roasting beef kebabs in the elementary school," an assistant teacher said with a strange expression.
"Beef kebabs? Which muddle-headed parent would actually roast beef in a place like the school? "Dean raised his eyebrows and exclaimed," Could it be because the barbecue was on fire? Otherwise, why would there be such a commotion? "
"There's no fire. It's because … the smell of the roast meat is too fragrant. The students and parents can't sit still anymore," the assistant said with a sigh. The assistant said with some emotion, "That wonderful fragrance is really too amazing. Many teachers in the administrative building specially rushed over."
"Nonsense! As a teacher, how can you be so disrespectful?! " Dean waved his sleeves and walked to the door with a dark expression. "The homeroom teacher of elementary school is Luna, right? Looks like she's gotten a little carried away after being praised by the principal. Now that she's causing such a commotion, we'll become a laughingstock. I have to talk to her. "
"Dean, the principal …" the assistant said weakly as he watched Dean disappear through the door. "He's also there."
…
Dean walked to the entrance of elementary school with a dark expression. When he was about to interrogate the principal, he suddenly saw the principal standing in front of the grill with a beef kebab in his hand. He said with a smile, "Children, we would like to thank Mr. Meg for bringing us such a delicious feast. This small beef kebab is the embodiment of the best cooking in Chaos City. Even the king of the Roth Empire didn't get to taste this kebab at his birthday banquet.
This Amy's father won the best chef award at the king's birthday banquet not long ago. The restaurant he opened in Aden Square is called Mamy's. I'm sure some of the customers have heard of it, right? "
"Amazing!"
After hearing Novan's words, everyone looked at Meg in a different light. They felt that the beef kebab in their hands had become heavier.
He … He's actually the chef who attended the king's birthday banquet? And … he won the best chef award! " Bevis's eyes were filled with shock. He thought of what he had said before, and blushed. He lowered his head and took a bite of beef.
Oh! He's indeed the chef that even the king's praises! This beef is too delicious! "Bevis praised in his heart.
"Father seems to like it too. This is a terrible thing. Adults really like to deceive people. Their mouths say they don't want it, but their bodies are honest." Joseph looked at Bevis with some disappointment.
"Mamy's? I think it's a very famous restaurant in Aden Square recently. I've heard from my friends that you have to wait for a long time to go there, but it's still full every day. Also, the price is even more expensive than Ducas Restaurant. He … He's the boss and the head chef? "Joseph's mother was also looking at Mag with astonishment on her face.
"Mr. Mak, of course I'm very familiar with it."
"I feel uncomfortable all over if I don't go to Mamy's for a day."
A few of Mamy's regulars continued Novan's words, and caused a round of laughter.
"You're too kind, Principal. It's my honor to be able to make a beef kebab for the children and teachers." Meg looked up at the crowd in the corridor, and apologetically said, "Also, my actions were too reckless. I've disrupted the order of the parent-teacher conference."
"This …" Dean looked at the scene, and his expression was completely frozen. He had come to denounce the culprit, but he bumped into the principal praising the culprit. And this culprit was the father of Amy, who had just won the school's contribution award?
"You'll have to ask our dean if you've disrupted the order." Novan turned to Dean with a smile, and said, "Dean, you also came because of the aroma, right? Do you want to try the beef kebab that Mr. Meg just made, and then we can talk about this disruption? "
"Of course I have to try the food that the principal praised." Dean controlled his expression, and walked up with a smile.
However, this smile was still very intimidating in the eyes of the students. The scariest person in Chaos School was not Principal Novan, but Dean, who was known as the smiling tiger.
"Dean!" Luna was a little nervous. Not only did the students call him the smiling tiger, but the teachers also called him the smiling tiger in private. Even the teachers were afraid of him. Meg's kebab had caused such a huge commotion, and he wasn't here to denounce them, was he?
"Please have a taste, Dean." Meg handed the last kebab to Dean with a smile. The kebab was already done, and the students and parents were late for the kebab. The worst that could happen was that his tools would be confiscated, so he wasn't that nervous.
Dean accepted the kebab and took a bite. He wasn't expecting much at first, but after the kebab entered his mouth, his eyes immediately lit up. He had never tasted anything like this before, and the taste buds on the tip of his tongue were jumping with joy. The more he chewed, the more fragrant the kebab became. This feeling … was so blissful!
After finishing the kebab in one go, Dean still wanted more. He gave Meg a thumbs up, and said, "You're right, Principal. This kebab is indeed a delicious feast. I can understand why everyone is attracted by the aroma. It is indeed irresistible."
Everyone laughed upon hearing that. They didn't think that the smiling tiger would have a reasonable side to him.
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