Color painting collection and a certain strongest

School will start for a week soon, except for occasionally going to the tennis club to sign in, Lan Tang basically spends time in his cooking club.

Yes, his cooking club.

Since Keigo Atobe announced the principle that the strong are respected, various clubs have also followed suit.

As a result, Lan Tang, who originally wanted to join the cooking club to make soy sauce, got the right to use the cooking classroom and became the president of the cooking club.

Former president and current vice president Chiyoko Sato: Damn it, Rantang-sama is so good at cooking, no, I have to climb the wall, sorry Atobe-sama!

Out of gentlemanly demeanor, although Lan Tang is still expressionless and cold in front of the girls, he usually takes care of them a little bit. Some sensitive girls quickly discovered the gentleness of the new minister's coldness.

Like Yoshitomo Kurosaki.

........

"Lan Tang~ Are you really not coming to the dinner party of the tennis club? Come on, come on."

"No," Lan Tang tilted his head and clamped his mobile phone, holding the pot and spatula in his hands to stir fry the fried rice in the pot. The egg liquid and rice grains were evenly mixed, and the vegetable oil was covered with a layer of light golden luster.

A loud refusal came from the phone: "I can't hear you! Only when Lan Tang says it can I hear it~"

Seeing that the heat was up and the egg fried rice was ready, Lan Tang turned off the fire.

Reaching out his hand to signal to the members around the table to share the tasting, Lan Tang took his mobile phone and walked to the corridor outside the classroom.

"Hey, when the activities of my cooking club here are over, I'm afraid you will eat half of them, and it will be too late for me to go."

"So why did Lan Tang join the cooking club? He obviously joined the tennis club with me."

Lan Tang leaned against the wall and looked at the cherry blossom trees outside the teaching building through the window. The originally lush leaves had gradually turned yellow under the blowing of the autumn wind.

Obviously only separated for a long time, Lan Tang suddenly missed the big pillow that would hang softly on his body.

So Lan Tang's tone became helpless: "At first, I just planned to make a name, but it won't take up much time just to make a name. I just didn't expect to become the president."

"Let them move freely!" Gojo Satoru urged childishly.

"No, showing up once a week is already the minimum requirement."

"Okay...it's okay! We can wait for you."

The outspoken and self-willed speech came from the phone, and Lantang could even hear the growling voice of Shishido Ryo on the other end.

"No, you have to get along well with the people in the tennis club, and remember to eat some vegetables to pad your stomach before eating barbecue."

Lan Tang helplessly stopped You Shun Ran's cute little waywardness. Although he was very moved, he felt that if Gojo Satoru continued to talk, the tennis club would put him in a sack.

Although it is definitely not enough.

"Huh!" There was a heavy hum from the phone, followed by a 'beep' sound when the phone was hung up.

Ah, pissed off.

Lan Tang blinked, and with an unconscious smile in his eyes, he took the phone back with his backhand.

Make apology for the super troublesome tiramisu soufflé when you get home.

Lan Tang turned around and opened the sliding door.

.......

After President Lan Tang signaled that he could eat his latest work, Sato Chiyoko took out the prestige of the former president, clapped his hands and waved Fang Qiu, saying: "Line in line, this time the egg fried rice is very large, and each person can share a big scoop! "

The president's works are simply delicious from another dimension.

In the future, there will be a demonstration (tasting) every week. Thinking about it is super happy~

Chiyoko Sato finished distributing the work of the president, enjoying it happily and cherishingly, while silently thinking about what she should ask the president to do next time.

Compared with other clubs fighting for each other, their cooking club is the most peaceful club in the new generation, not only because the members are gentle people who like cooking, but also because the president's strength is simply crushing.

After taking a sip of the works that Lantang applied to join the company, he quickly gave up the position of president and tied him to Chiyoko Sato, who was very happy.

Hearing the sound of the sliding door being opened, Chiyoko Sato turned her head happily.

Her smile froze instantly.

Looking at the tall physique of the delinquent student who raised the steel rod with a grinning grin behind Ye Molantang's president.

The bad guy with the black tattoo on his face slammed down the iron rod: "Boy, if you want to blame, blame you for robbing our boss' girlfriend!"

"President! Be careful!!!"

The steel rod whizzed down, but Lantang didn't seem to notice it, the spoon in Sato Chiyoko's hand fell to the ground instantly, and she was about to rush forward as soon as she got excited.

"Snapped."

A hand with slender knuckles in black gloves caught the steel rod that was thrown down vigorously, and remained motionless.

Lan Tang's eyes turned cold, he grabbed the wrist of the person behind him with his backhand, and turned around to exert strength.

"what!!!"

The bad guy who sneaked up from behind was forced to fly into the air and land again, falling completely.

At the same time, the door blocked by his tall and strong physique was exposed. The dozen or so people with weapons also wore earrings and nose rings, and they seemed to be accomplices.

Here, so many people......

Before the emotion of fear arose, they saw that their handsome president stretched out his hand to grab the neck of the man who had just been thrown, and directly lifted the fat man who weighed more than 100 catties with one hand, shaking To the wall on the other side of the corridor.

The muffled sound of the collision between the body and the wall made the other people in the corridor who came to find fault subconsciously take a step back.

In the quiet corridor of "Gulu", the sound of someone swallowing saliva was very clear.

"President..." someone in the room worried.

Lan Tang turned sideways to comfort him, and he raised his hand to brush his long black hair behind his ear: "It's okay, Sato-san, you continue to take them to do today's social activities together."

The cooking room door was drawn shut.

"I'll be fine soon."

No one can rest assured, but the scene outside the window made them feel relieved instantly.

Outside the window, one could see the tall figure in the light brown school uniform dodging and counterattacking with ease. No one could touch the corner of that figure's clothes, but they were all knocked down like a cat teasing a mouse. In less than 10 minutes, the entire corridor collapsed. Only one person remained standing.

Everyone stared brightly at the only person standing in the corridor outside the window.

Those who choose the cooking club are selected by Sato Chiyoko, and only those who are really good at cooking can stay.

Those boys who only wanted to come in because they saw a lot of girls in the cooking club, and girls who didn't cook at all and just wanted to find a gentle boyfriend who could cook were rejected.

And those who are good at cooking are basically gentle and good girls and shy boys.

In other words, if there is no one who is good at fighting, the whole society will fight the five scumbags.

However, they saw that their president was so good at fighting!

May I ask which war scum doesn't have the heart of a macho?

May I ask which good girl doesn't dream of being rescued by a cold-faced prince?

All the people in the society showed longing eyes with aspirations.

The door was opened, and the man's breath was calm, and his clothes were neat and tidy, and he didn't look like he just beat up a dozen gangsters with weapons.

The slender eyelashes carelessly half-covered the cold golden-green eyes. He opened the door with one hand and raised it with the other.

Everyone's gaze followed that hand uncontrollably.

They saw the light-colored thin lips parted slightly, biting the pure black glove. Under the glove, first a section of jade-white and thin wrist was exposed, and then the entire slender hand was detached from it.

The slender eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled, and the man biting his gloves raised his eyes to look at them, and let out a low nasal sound.

"Ok?"

The breath of danger and darkness rushed towards us.

"Gulu" everyone in the room swallowed in unison.

Too, too lustful! ! !

Lan Tang: "?"

Lan Tang, who was suddenly surrounded by fiery eyes, felt a little inexplicable, he loosened his teeth, and the glove he was biting fell off.

Somewhat disgusted, Lan Tang raised his hand to grab the corner of the glove, and threw the glove that was stained with sweat or blood into the trash can, then took off the other one and threw it in as well.

His fiery gaze turned to the trash can.

Immediately afterwards, they looked at each other, and they all understood the meaning expressed in the eyes of others.

Everyone showed the inevitable sight: These gloves are mine! ! !

Lan Tang looked around the classroom and said, "Kurosaki Yoshitomo, who is it?"

I just had a little interrogation outside. After all, he was the lowest-level gangster who bullied the weak and feared the hard in the ivory tower of the campus. He begged for mercy and betrayed him just because he was crushing his fingers vigorously with heels.

They said their boss had a crush on a girl named Yoshitomo Kurosaki.

But after the other party refused, he said that he already had a boyfriend, so they were sent to attack all the boys in Yoshitomo Kurosaki's club and class indiscriminately.

It was obviously a lie, but Lan Tang almost understood the truth.

And when the girl stood up, Lan Tang took a look: Well, she is indeed a beauty as bright as a rose.

"I'm really sorry to trouble everyone!"

Yoshitomo Kurosaki bowed and apologized guiltily, and Lan Tang accepted the apology and easily forgave him.

After all, they were just a few punks, and they didn't cause him any trouble.

.......

After the social activities were over, Kurosaki Yoshitomo mustered up the courage to run to Lantang.

"Please, please..."

A girl's small voice came from beside him, and Lan Tang, who was cleaning up the table, raised his eyes and looked over.

I saw the girl wringing her hands uneasily, and asked, "Excuse me, Junior Brother Lan Tang, can you pretend to be my boyfriend for a while?"

The room was suddenly quiet and a needle could be heard falling to the ground.

Yoshitomo Kurosaki racked his brains to find a reason: "They must be eyeing me, and my family has not been at home for the past month, just in case..."

"Okay." Lan Tang's indifferent expression softened slightly.

"It's okay to fake a show and do it for real."

Lantang said seriously: "After all, it's hard not to be tempted by a beautiful girl like Kurosaki-san."

"Huh?" Kurosaki Michimo slowly blushed.

So they are in love with each other?

"Huh?!!!" The girls in the cooking club were shocked!

"But let's talk about it in advance." Lan Tang's eyes were gentle, and his golden green eyes were like clear lake water with thin ice. When he looked at a person seriously and gently, the small ice surface was full of people. reflection of man.

He raised his index finger to his lips.

"It's only one month. We will only be in love for one month."

Did you say that to protect her?

After all, Mr. Lan Tang is a prince-like character on campus, and if he associates with her in an open and aboveboard manner, he will definitely be envied by others.

Yoshitomo Kurosaki moved and nodded shyly: "I understand, Lan Tang-kun, one month, please, please give me more advice!"

The author has something to say: In fact, the bad guy was found by Kurosaki Yoshitomo, I didn't expect it.

Lan Tang knew about it, but for the sake of being a pretty girl, he didn't expose her.

In fact, Shi Lantang had never had sex with anyone in France because of the subconscious reserve of living in China in his previous life. When he was in contact, he always stopped at kissing and holding hands and hugging. In his previous life in France, he was simply super innocent.

But in this life in Japan, this kind of behavior of constantly making girlfriends is emmmmm

。感谢在2021-01-0918:49:38~2021-01-1021:05:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Qingwu under the moon;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：Adler20瓶；maty070310瓶；阿落7瓶；揽月6瓶；辞宣、谨夏1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!