lure you mark

Chapter 23

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Inside the baking classroom.

Qi Zheng recalled how the two were punished for running the day before yesterday, and couldn't help saying to his side: "When you were 24, you must have been the same as you are now. You were always looking for trouble."

Lu Chen laughed loudly and said, "Then you are still punished for running away at the age of 24? After all, we still have the class where the head teacher has not been punished for running away."

Qizheng: "Do you think you have too much energy? Run away all day long."

But the two of them had never been punished in Ye Xu's class. Qi Zheng always listened carefully in every biology class, bowing his head to copy notes from time to time, and it was rare that Lu Chen never had a fight with him in this class.

on the countertop.

Shortly after the third batch of eggs was added, the class began the final steps of pouring the batter into the cake molds.

Fan Chi leaned over to check the basin in Lu Chen's hand, and praised: "You played well. I think the team next door has been playing for more than half an hour and still can't get any results."

Sure enough, the first few steps depend on wrist strength and muscle endurance.

Qin Ke and Fang Qiao's group had wailed more than once, and one of them kept shaking his hand, indicating that his wrist was useless.

A few minutes later, Fan Chi poured the batter into the round mold, shaped it slightly, and took it to the front oven.

They were actually the first group in the class to finish this time!It can be described as rapid progress!

Ye Xu showed an extremely gentle smile, and he kept praising them with a kind of gratifying eyes like a big chicken crowing late.

Taking advantage of the gap, Qizheng asked him, "Teacher, did Teacher Yan study medicine at university?"

Ye Xu smiled and nodded.

Qizheng: "Then did he continue to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"

"It's natural, that's his interest, and now he has obtained the highest professional certificate." Ye Xu said with a smile.

Qizheng: "Then why didn't Teacher Yan want to go to the full-time department of the hospital or engage in research?"

Ye Xu: "For some reasons, Ah Fei wants to stay in school, but he has also been involved in academic projects, all of which are clinical experiments related to pheromones."

Listening to these professional conversations, Wei Ling was anxious to brush aside such serious content, and wanted to know more gossip, so he interjected, "Teacher, are you and Teacher Yan college classmates?"

Ye Xu nodded: "We met in sophomore year, and this year has entered the tenth year."

Wei Ling said in amazement: "It's really long love!"

Ye Xu said with a smile: "That's how the lifelong mark is. You can only implement it if you think about it. At that time, you will also find someone who can make you fall in love."

Wei Ling responded cautiously, expressing that he took these words to the bottom of his heart.

Qizheng looked at the hot air inside the heat-insulating glass, and there was already a faint fragrance of cake. He didn't hate sweets, and he especially liked fruit cakes from a certain coffee shop in the city. Every time he opened the box, he could see The sliced ​​fruit on top, eaten together with the cake body, was one of the few refreshing desserts he had ever tasted.

But no matter what the major is, it really is ten years of hard work in the audience. In the past, he watched the pastry master squeeze the cream and mix the batter outside the glass window. His proficient skills always made laymen mistakenly believe that it is very simple. Now he tries it himself... …He even thinks that baking cakes should be listed as a separate subject, which is far more difficult than frying and stewing soup.

Half an hour later, most of the cakes of the groups had been sent to the oven, and steam was rising from the corridor on the third floor from time to time, and the aroma of egg dough was wafting.

However, because Qin Ke's group didn't whip enough, the cake didn't expand smoothly during the baking process.

Wei Ling brought the freshly baked cake back to the team table, and said proudly: "We are so talented, it seems that you two kitchen killers also have a chance to shine in the first place!"

Their group was the first to come out of the oven, and Ye Xu said that they can start decorating after it cools down.

Qi Zheng said to him expressionlessly: "I don't need this opportunity, let it be you and Xiao Chi."

Lu Chen was standing beside him, with his arms draped over his shoulders, in a lazy posture. It seemed that half of his body was leaning on the opponent's body, but Qizheng didn't feel any pressing weight.

The two stood in front of the table, observing the soft pastry emitting hot mist.

Fan Chi: "Master, where's the cream you just whipped? You have to put it on after it cools down."

Wei Ling handed it over immediately.

At this time, Qin Ke walked over to the group with a miserable face, and said to Fan Chi: "Xiao Chi, can you help us, the cake failed to bake just now, there is still something wrong with Fang Qiao's new batter, probably because of the proportion No, can you help us take a look?"

Fan Chi nodded, and then walked back to the next table with the other party, and Wei Ling followed to watch the fun.

Qizheng looked at the cake body that was gradually dissipating heat in front of him, and suddenly reached out to pick up the scraper on the table.

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to apply cream?"

Qizheng said calmly: "Since the young master just said that our group has talent, we can give it a try."

Hearing this, Lu Chen let go of his shoulders and picked up another spatula on the stage.

5 minutes later……

The round pastry, which was originally flourishing and successful, has become heroic and benevolent!

It looked terrible.

Not only was the cream spread unevenly, but the edge of the scraper pierced into the cake body from time to time, causing some pieces to be broken.

Qi Zheng tried his best to keep calm, trying to smooth out the cream, at least it would not look so miserable, but unexpectedly, the spatula in Lu Chen's hand collided with him unexpectedly, and the soft cake surface was instantly dented.

There's a big hole in the top.

Overall, the degree of failure is worse than kitchen waste...!

This is what Fan Chi saw when he walked back to the group.

He was dumbfounded: "Who did it!?"

The two tall figures in front of them didn't say a word.

Wei Ling was also shocked, and said in horror, "No one wants to eat this food even if it's free!"

Qizheng calmly said, "Xiao Chi, can you still save me?"

The other party looked at the crushed cake and said, "Impossible."

As a result, Lu Chen's group gave up the honorable title of No. 1 in an instant, and directly became the bottom one in the class.

Qizheng resolutely walked to the other side of the table, poured in the flour, and planned to knead the dough again, but after he finished measuring the ingredients, Lu Chen took the basin directly, picked up the stirring stick and started to work.

Wei Ling watched for a long time, and decided it was time to show friendship, so he asked Lu Chen, "Let me stir."

Unexpectedly, the other party threw the whole pot at him directly.

...In fact, he just wanted to ask, but he didn't want to express it!

Wei Ling gritted his teeth and stirred vigorously for a while, and realized that it really required muscle endurance to pass the time, and it was simply not done by humans!

After a while, he handed the basin to Qizheng who had started making the ingredients, and then slipped to the next group to play.

But after 10 minutes, the defender Ling came back, and was surprised to find that the thing was back in Lu Chen's hands, while Qi Zheng was cutting the fruit slices that will be used later, with downcast eyes very seriously.

Fan Chi: "I'll spread the fresh cream later, Xiaozheng and Lu Chen are in charge of arranging the fruit slices."

Just put it on, it shouldn't be too bad.

Lu Chen: "I can apply cream again."

Fan Chi: "I don't want to get zero points!"

Qi Zheng glanced at the batter in Lu Chen's hand, and said to Fan Chi: "This time, I made a lot of batter, so I'll take an extra small model for him to make trouble with."

Lu Chen dragged the stirring rod lazily, and nodded to accept the proposal.

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After an hour of confusion, the cake was finally baked again.

Fan Chi held it carefully, not letting the two people approach him.

Qizheng put the palm-sized cupcake in front of Lu Chen, and said, "Take it, you want to put cream on it."

Lu Chen picked up the spatula and said to him, "So you eat it later."

The corners of Qizheng's mouth twitched, "You did it, you solve it yourself."

So Lu Chen made a move to wipe another big cake, Fan Chi immediately put on a vigilant look to prevent him from approaching, and threw a distressed look at Qi Zheng.

Qizheng gritted his teeth and said, "Eat it."

Then Lu Chen pursed his lips and stood back to his original position.

Wei Ling seemed to understand something, and whispered next to Fan Chi, "I feel that Lu Chen has a special way of dealing with Brother Zheng, and knows how to make Brother Zheng compromise."

Fan Chi laughed and said, "Is that so? Isn't Xiaozheng afraid of him making trouble? We have to redo it again."

On the other side of the table.

Qizheng: "Do you have to apply so much cream!"

I can hardly see the body of the cake!

"Just scrape it off later." Lu Chen said casually.

Qizheng: "You just let me eat the dough!"

The selling looks better.

Lu Chen shrugged: "What should I do if my stomach hurts?"

Qi Zheng laughed angrily: "Do you think your cake is any better!"

Lu Chen suddenly grabbed his wrist and put the handle of the spatula into his hand: "You paint."

Qizheng: "If you don't let go, how can I paint?"

His wrist was restrained, but Lu Chen still didn't intend to let go, and he simply moved himself after a few seconds.

The process... was simply bumpy and bumpy.

Whenever he wanted to smear on the left side, Lu Chen moved his hand to the right with force, and whenever he wanted to shave the right side, Lu Chen pushed his hand to the left in a nonsense manner.

After going back and forth, the whole cake has been flattened.

Wei Ling, who was standing on the opposite side of them, clapped his hands and said cheerfully, "It looks even worse than the one just now!"

Fan Chi: "..."

The cupcake in front of it was rotten and out of shape.

After the farce was over, Qizheng put down the utensils in his hands, took a deep breath, and planned to pick up and eat the lump of food in front of him, after all, he had already spoken just now.

Just as he was about to send it to the entrance, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by the person beside him.

Lu Chen turned his hand around and straightened it, and put the ugly thing into his mouth.