Douluo: After becoming everyone's favorite, I am invincible

At night, the lights in Shrek Academy were brightly lit. The teachers and students in the academy gathered together and found a fairly spacious place to hold a grand bonfire party.

The sky is dotted with stars, and on earth we are accompanied by our relatives and friends.

The burning bonfire was reflected in everyone's eyes, warm but not scorching, and it warmed everyone in the slightly cold night. The bonfire listened to their laughter and seemed to be affected by it, and the flames also jumped along with it.

Oscar sat next to Dai Mubai, and the two of them had now become new good brothers.

At this time, the two heads were put together, whispering to each other, but no one knew what they were talking about.

Ning Qingzhi and Tang Yanxiao were sitting near them. Ning Qingzhi coaxed Tang Yanxiao for the whole journey before she finally calmed down.

Tang Yanxiao didn't remember anything. After being coaxed, he returned to his usual self. At this time, he was dragging Ning Qingzhi to discuss whether the dean's barbecue technique was good or not.

Opposite them, Flanders was holding a handful of beef skewers in his hands, roasting the meat with great concentration on the bonfire.

Several other teachers around him grilled some food while listening to him bragging.

"Xiaoxiao, just watch! The dean will bake some delicious food in a while. It will make all of you drool! But don't worry, Xiaoxiao. I will feed you first today!"

Flanders held the skewer in one hand and the seasoning in the other, and his mouth was not idle at all.

Tang Yanxiao held her face and looked at him expectantly, her eyes sparkling as she waited for the finished product.

"Hey! Dean! How can you be so partial? We are your students too! You can't just roast Xiaoxiao!"

Oscar sneaked up behind Flanders, rolled his eyes and yelled loudly, almost scaring Flanders to death.

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Oscar quickly returned to his seat and greeted Flanders' glare with a playful smile.

"You are so naughty. You and Mu Bai didn't earn a penny on your first day in the Great Fighting Spirit Arena. You even lost a few points. You are still smiling and laughing. You are so heartless. Fortunately, I am smart and bet on your opponent to win, so I made a little money. Hehe~"

"what?"

Dai Mubai and Oscar shrugged their shoulders at the same time, with a look of disbelief on their faces.

"Dean, you are too mean. Mu Bai and I are your students after all. How can we bet on our opponents to win? This will only boost their prestige and destroy our own ambitions!"

Oscar grumbled in dissatisfaction, but was hit back by Flanders' words.

"Come on, do you know how much I earn?"

Flanders asked with a mysterious look on his face.

Oscar immediately ran to him curiously and looked sideways at him.

"Five hundred thousand gold soul coins! That's enough for our academy to eat and drink well for three to four years!"

"What! Dean, you did a great job!"

Oscar exclaimed, and hurriedly patted Flanders' shoulders and began to flatter him.

The others all shook their heads in amusement when they saw this. This guy changes his expression so quickly.

"Flanders, then why did you tell me before that you would have at least ten years of funding?"

Zhao Wuji laughed enough and suddenly remembered something. He put his head close to him and asked with a puzzled look.

Flanders smacked his lips and said complacently, "I was talking about the money I earned from those two bastards. I haven't even mentioned the money I earned from Xiaoxiao. Guess how much I earned from Xiaoxiao?"

He drew out his voice mysteriously, his eyes scanning everyone's face.

Zhao Wuji: "Six hundred thousand?"

"Tsk, can you have some ambition? It's missing!"

Li Yusong: "One million?"

"One million? Seven or eight years won't do, let alone at least ten years. Yu Song, just say it boldly!"

Lu Qibin and Shao Xin looked at each other and asked, "Two million?"

"Hey, who do you think I am, Flanders? Would I be so happy for two million? And even hold a bonfire party to celebrate?"

Flanders complained with an exaggerated expression, earning a lot of eye rolls from the crowd.

Oscar: "Indeed, a mere two million is not worth it for our dean to spend so much money to treat us to a barbecue. It would be heartbreaking. It should be at least ten million!"

Flanders patted his head in annoyance, "Am I that stingy? Of all the people, you are the one who dares to guess. It's not even 10 million. The total is only 8 million."

"If you two hadn't been so unpromising, with the odds you had, you would have won more than eight million. It would have been tens of millions. And now you're still talking nonsense, being chased around by a little girl on stage. How embarrassing~"

As Flanders spoke, he imitated Oscar's expression and movements when he was running away. It was so vivid that everyone else present burst out laughing.

Even Oscar, who was thick-skinned, couldn't help but blush. He stiffened his neck and said unconvincedly, "Can you blame me? I'm just a food type. If I were a strong attack type or a sensitive attack type, I could beat that girl to a pulp!"

"Oh my~ You're still losing. Don't blame the road for your failure. Besides, who says that food-type people will be passive and take the beating? You're lazy in your training every day and you still have the nerve to say that."

"Dean! That's too much. When has the Department of Food ever produced someone who could beat other departments?"

Oscar put his hands on his hips and glared, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Flanders pushed him aside, took a bottle of pepper from the pile of bottles and jars on the small table next to him, and sprinkled it on the barbecue.

The barbecue immediately gave off an alluring aroma.

When he saw that the seasoning had almost been sprinkled, he said leisurely.

"You are right. There has never been such a case in history. But this is just an excuse. If there is no such case in history, why can't you create a miracle yourself? History is created by people. Why can't you rewrite it?

In the final analysis, it is you who accepted this inherent perception and put a shackle on yourself, so it is still your own problem, you can’t blame others~"

His light and clever words stunned the four little ones present.

The four of them lowered their eyes, thinking carefully in their hearts whether they had put an invisible shackle on themselves.

"Xiaoxiao? Come back to your senses. What are you thinking about? Come! Try my cooking!"

Flanders handed a bunch of meat skewers to Tang Yanxiao. Seeing that she didn't move, he waved his other hand gently in front of her.

Tang Yanxiao came back to her senses instantly, took the skewer of meat, thanked sweetly, and took a bite, her eyes suddenly widened.

"Mm! So delicious! Dean's cooking skills are great!"

She gave Flanders a thumbs-up.

Flanders chuckled and took another handful of vegetarian skewers and started grilling them.

No wonder everyone says daughters are cute little girls. If he could have a child, it would definitely be a daughter. How cute she would be, and it would make people happy just looking at her.

He was still immersed in praising the girl when Oscar behind him howled again, scaring him so much that he almost dropped the skewer in his hand.

The veins on his forehead twitched, and he thought to himself, something's better be in trouble this time!

"what happened again?"

"Dean! I've reached level 20!"