Amid the praises of the children, Mag ended today's teaching.
In these children, Mag saw not only thirty-two die-hard fans, but also the hope for the future of the chef community in Nolan Continent.
The students who walked out of the training center with a satisfied look on their faces happened to encounter an army of rice cooks sprinting towards the cafeteria.
The strong cooks who were sprinting at the front looked at the glossy corners of their mouths and the satisfied smiles on their faces. They thought of all the recent rumors about this beautiful God of Cooking Training Center, and then looked at the place that was regarded as The restaurant in the Holy Land seems to feel that the light has weakened a lot.
They...must have had tastier food!
jealous!
The children who had just eaten the delicious Yangzhou fried rice had delicious happy smiles on their lips. Looking at the students who were running hard just to grab the most delicious spoonful of food from the hands of the cafeteria aunt, they felt a little happy without realizing it. Little pride.
I also take care of the meals during class, and the food is so delicious... This is great!
"It's healed..." Beike was the last one to walk out of the training center. He looked at his arm in surprise. The arm that had been bruised by the handle of the pot had completely recovered.
He didn't care about this minor injury. In the past, he often helped people carry goods. Bumps were very common. Because he had little flesh on his body, he would often get a black mark when he pressed it. Don't worry about it. It would be fine in two days. .
But he didn't expect that after eating, the bruises dissipated, and he felt warm and comfortable, as if he had soaked in a hot bath.
"It must be that delicious bowl of Yangzhou fried rice that made my body recover. This is really amazing! I must become a chef as good as Teacher McGonagall!" Baker clenched his fists tightly and made up his mind. .
Farah ran back to the classroom with a book in her arms. All her classmates went to the restaurant 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 was a castle at night. A girl in a beautiful dress was riding on the wall, seemingly preparing to escape from the castle. Beside her, there is a black cat.
"Miss Black Cat."
Farah whispered, her eyes shining brightly.
The teaching assistant gave this to her alone, and she said "Come on" with a smile. Her smile was warm and cute.
She could tell that the young lady was also a half-orc, but she lived a very optimistic and positive life, and her smile was very contagious.
This exquisite picture book was something she had never seen before.
She had never even received a gift since she was a child. It was already very difficult for her mother to work hard to support her. How could she have the heart to ask for anything more from her?
This was the most expensive gift she had ever received. The exquisite and beautiful cover made her couldn't help but open the picture book.
Then, she became obsessed...
Her mother knew how to read, and no matter how busy she was when she was young, she would teach her to read and write every day, so she knew more words than a child who also wandered the streets.
But she had never seen such a wonderful and interesting story.
The story of Miss Black Cat resisting the rules, facing numerous obstacles and attacks, still persisting in her beliefs and dreams, climbing over high walls, and embarking on the road to pursue her dreams makes her even more yearning.
"Farah, what are you looking at?" a voice came from the side.
Farah suddenly woke up and quickly 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 returned to the classroom one after another after lunch.
"No...it's nothing." Farah shook his head and said to his few friends.
She didn't want others to see this picture book because she didn't know how to explain how she came to have such a precious and beautiful picture book.
Maybe, he will be regarded as a thief.
This kind of thing has not happened before.
But she hoped that the academy was a little different from the outside world. The teachers here were very friendly and she could feel their kindness.
But at this moment, it was as if a window had been opened in her heart, and light shone in.
Yes, it doesn't matter even if the whole world doesn't understand you. As long as you work hard to pursue your dreams, you can become a confident person and a respected person.
Just like the teaching assistant, she must be very confident, right? She must be very good at cooking too!
"I want to be a chef, a chef who can bring happiness to others like Teacher McGonagall!" Farah thought silently in her heart, but she had already planted a seed in her heart.
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"Looking at these children, it reminds me of when I was a child, a really energetic young girl." Mia sat on the back seat of the bicycle, gently holding Mag's waist with one hand, and said with a smile.
"Aren't you a young girl full of energy now? Your energy is not inferior to theirs at all." Mag turned his head and smiled.
"Really? I like the word full of energy." Mia's smile became even brighter. "Although I didn't do anything today, I still think it was a very wonderful experience. It turns out that being a teacher is like this It feels like you can see the trust and desire for knowledge in the eyes of those children, which is really cute.”
"You have helped a lot, otherwise I would not be able to deal with these little guys by myself.
However, these children are indeed good. They have endured hardships and can endure hard work. They are all good seedlings. "Mag nodded, also very satisfied with this group of students.
Under the same conditions, if he went to Chaos Academy, he might not be able to choose such a student.
Learning to cook was too hard, and he had no confidence that many of these children would be able to persevere.
But as long as they persist and work hard, he will definitely work hard to train them to become qualified chefs.
As for whether they can be excellent in the future, it depends on their own destiny.
"Boss, I think you are very suitable to be a teacher. The children really like you, and there are stars in their eyes." Mia said.
"It's my first time to be a teacher, so I'm actually quite nervous, but so far, the experience is pretty good. I can give myself a passing grade," Mag said with a smile.
This is not his Versailles. He has rehearsed the rhythm of today's class many times.
In order to make these children think that becoming a chef is a very cool thing, he put a lot of thought into it.
Judging from the feedback from the children, it’s pretty good.
"I think the child named Farah is very cute. You asked me to give her the picture book. Do you want to train her to become an excellent chef?"
"I just want her to become more confident. After passing that hurdle, she will become stronger, but whether she can become an excellent chef depends on how hard she puts in." Stopped the bicycle in front of the restaurant. , looked at Yabei Mia who jumped out of the car, her ponytail swaying slightly, and smiled: "I want to see the same energetic smile as you on her face."
