Love Comes After Learning

"The sauce of Mapo Tofu is a bit bland, and the spicy taste is not strong enough. It feels like it's too much. The integrity of the tofu is not high. It can be seen that you are not good at Chinese cuisine.

However, the Italian cuisine is very good, only the tomato vegetable soup is too strong, overpowering the freshness of other vegetables, maybe it should be served later?

I'm not that good at cooking, so I can only give you these suggestions for the time being. "

As he spoke, his thoughts wandered elsewhere.

Since half of the housework was handed over to her, the dishwasher became less and less useful...

Alas, how could there be such a virtuous younger sister?

Why doesn't anyone else have it but me?Wouldn't that be a little unfair?

Shinichi Asada felt inexplicably proud at this moment, and didn't notice Rui's astonishment as she looked at him after she stopped washing the dishes.

Obviously, I usually only say good, delicious, a little salty and sweet, but today...

"Same as last time, did you just say it casually to tease me?"

She couldn't help asking.

"Huh? Don't worry, I'm serious this time."

Asada returned to her senses, turned her head and smiled at her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't give any good advice before, after all, I don't have enough study in this area, it would be too irresponsible for you to comment casually.

It wasn't until recently that the information was almost checked, and I asked a friend who knows how to eat, and I thought I could at least give you some more accurate suggestions... But don't take it too seriously, after all, I am not a food critic. Listen Just listen. "

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, like a teacher lecturing in class, speaking slowly.

"Food doesn't taste better because you say it's delicious, it only becomes more delicious because you say it's bad.

Anyway, I always think that your cooking is very good. If I really want to comment, I can only nitpick in the end and talk about some shortcomings that I personally think, sorry. "

"...It's okay, after all, I want to ask myself."

Ruyi calmly turned to the sink, lowered her head and continued to wash the dishes, her voice was still cold and indifferent.

"But I only stayed here for more than a month. Don't you think it's not worth it just to learn this in such a short time?"

"It's not worth it, is it?" Asada couldn't help laughing.

"Knowledge is always there waiting for people to understand, what is lacking is the opportunity to touch it. And even if you leave here, knowledge will not leave me-addition, subtraction, multiplication and division will not be lost just because you read the Tale of Genji It's useless, isn't it?"

"What a strange metaphor..."

Before Rui finished complaining, Asada patted her on the head and said relaxedly.

"Besides, the end of the summer vacation doesn't mean that we are not related by blood. What do you care about so much? Why don't you study hard from now on, maybe you can meet at the same university in the future, and I will guarantee you a safe graduation!"

"...It's too early to think about this now, the tone is still so loud."

Putting those words in her heart silently, Rui sighed, handed over the dishes to him, washed her hands, and turned off the tap.

"By the way, one last question for you."

She spoke casually.

"Huh? What?"

Asada wiped the plate with a rather cheerful expression.

"Is your first kiss still there?"

"..."

Asada froze, and squeezed the plate tightly so that it would not fall.

His cheeks twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but blush when he recalled the day when he was raided by Lizu at the crepe shop.

...The corners of the lips should be counted as cheeks, not mouths.

So, his first kiss is still there?

Asada's eyes became firmer, and he nodded, pretending to be calm and authentic.

"Still... By the way, why are you asking this?"

He looked over suspiciously.

Ruyi turned around and walked outside, put her hands behind her back, took brisk steps, turned her head at a 45-degree angle, and smiled at him.

"It's nothing."

With his back turned to him, he put his fingers lightly in front of his lips and pursed them.

As if reminiscing about the touch at that time, he couldn't help but blush and chuckle

Chapter 93 No more black tea for him

Tixiu School.

In the cafeteria at noon, Shinichi Asada, Fumino Furuhashi, and Rizu Ogata reviewed their morning lessons while eating.

Recently, the two of Wen Li have gradually been able to keep up with the progress of the cram school, and there will never be such a situation of listening to bible books all morning.

Even so, their own acceptance of weak subjects is still very low, they still have to frantically take notes in get out of class, organize them after class and ask him, so that they can barely use this knowledge for their own use.

Just like a pyramid, even though the construction speed is ten times and a hundred times faster than others, the stronger the original empty base is tamped, the closer they are to realizing their dreams.

Asada didn't need to produce exam papers for them to test their level. After all, there would be quizzes from time to time in cram schools. He used the quiz questions as the main topic and took notes as a supplement, and used his spare time to guide them together.

"The basis of this question is based on the formula, and the formula can be divided into three parts to understand..."

"An ancient prose is recited first, and analyzed twice. The analysis is to question all the doubts about "why a word becomes a word, and why a word becomes a sentence", that is, to understand it in a simplified way..."

It seems to be their instinct to multitask while eating, listening to lectures and writing.

Ogata still ate the udon brought by her family, while Furuhashi and Asada, who were embarrassed to let her always treat guests, brought food from the convenience store and a bento made by their sister for lunch.

"Here, replace it with Formula [-]... Oh, it hurts!"

Furuhashi gnawed on the rice balls, and together with Ogata seriously wrote down the notes, his face was so focused that he accidentally gnawed on his fingers after eating all the rice balls.

She kept writing formulas in her left hand, with her right fingers in her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes, but she didn't have any distracting thoughts.

In order to prevent the udon soup from splashing on the paper, Ogata used chopsticks to roll the udon noodles into a large lump and stuffed it into his mouth like a hamster. Did not leave the topic.

Although the appearance of studying while eating is a bit embarrassing, the lunch break in the cram school is not long. In order to keep the knowledge in their minds earlier, they can only leave such trivial things behind and try their best to make use of it. time.

After giving the two people the direction to solve the problem to think about, Asada breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and poured half a bottle of matcha soda water down at a time, to moisten his dry mouth.

In fact, at this time, he should drink the black tea brought by Fumino Guqiao.

From the time I met her to the present, Guqiao brand black tea has almost become a must-have drink when meeting in schools and cram schools; she always has a kettle and paper cups in her handbag, so that he and Lizhu can always have clean and sweet black tea to drink enjoy.

I heard that her black tea is usually boiled in a big pot, and put in the refrigerator for later use. Only when you want to drink hot black tea, you will brew it on the same day.

I don't know when, he seems to have gotten used to Guqiao taking out a teapot casually, and grinning at him and saying, "Asada-kun, can only black tea be okay?"

But recently, Gu Qiao said that all the tea leaves in her house were used up, and all the remaining black tea was also drunk.

There may be a period of time after that, and there is no way to make black tea for him to drink again.

Even though there were many doubts in her heart, seeing the complicated expression on her face when she said those words, Asada didn't ask any further questions.

Let's talk about it.At that time, it was as if her stomach was bloated from drinking, and even her blood was filled with black tea, her face was red and brown in pain.

He covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed twice, but what he coughed up was not blood, but black tea.

The sweat glistening in the sun seemed to be the color of black tea.

——Well, only the sentence that the remaining black tea is finished, Asada Shinichi believes it very much.

He really didn't want to complain, because it would be endless, so he chose to pat her on the shoulder silently, suggesting that she go home and lie down to rest.

Although she pretended to be fine and continued to attend class, according to Ogata, Wen Nai went to the toilet ten times that day, and she searched for data such as "tea poison" and "black tea side effects" with trembling fingers during class, and she was listless all day .

The next day, the condition was much better, but the kettle was filled with boiled water, and hearing the word black tea would cause nausea.

Asada also tried to recommend her to drink matcha soda, but was strictly rejected.

So, what kind of stimulation did that guy get...

While thinking about these messy thoughts, he took the bento that was put aside and prepared to start eating.

Unlike the two, he only started eating after teaching a section. After all, he had to explain the topic all the time. If he talked while eating, he would easily spit out the food, which was really rude.

Looking at the bento box, I remembered Rui wearing an apron in the morning and handing him the bento.

If you have a sister like this, what can you ask for.

Asada couldn't help smiling slightly, and with a warm heart, he opened the lid and took a look at the dishes inside.

The next moment, he put the lid back on with a smile on his face.

……I am not wrong, right?

To confirm, he glanced again, and closed the lid firmly again.

Slowly suppressing his smile, Shinichi Asada closed his eyes and rubbed his eyes.

...Or, let's eat bento again later.You can also go to the toilet to eat.

This kind of thing is like H book, there is no way to open it here.

Ogata, who was sitting beside him, suddenly stopped writing and turned to look at him.

"What's the matter, Shinichi-san? Are you not eating?"

"...Eat." Asada nodded calmly, picked up the chopsticks and opened the lunch box three times.

"..." Looking at the two people who poked their heads over, Asada stopped, her eyebrows twitched slightly, and she smiled warmly.

"Is there something? Have you finished all the questions?"

"Hey hey~ not at all." Gu Qiao, who was sitting opposite the two of them, smiled a little embarrassedly, but leaned forward slightly, and glanced at the darkness under the cover as if nothing had happened, "Asada-kun, don't worry about us, Please go on, please go on."

"Please just pretend that we don't exist." Ogata nodded, and moved his buttocks towards him unobtrusively, staring straight into the bento box without concealing his gaze.

Like an adventurer waiting for a treasure chest to be opened, Wenli and Wenli knew that what Asada brought today was a bento made by her younger sister, their eyes sparkled and they were full of curiosity.

The corner of Asada's mouth twitched, normally it's nothing to show them, but today's bento...

He shook his head, turned his body slightly, held the chopsticks in one hand, and opened the lid of the bento box towards himself with the other.