In Song Ci's expression of "You know your appearance", Tang Fan took out the other three dishes quickly.

Longjing shrimp, the shrimp meat is white and tender, the tea leaves are green, fragrant, elegant in color, and unique in taste. After eating, it is clear and appetizing, and has endless aftertaste, which is a unique one.

Braised spring bamboo shoots with oil are bright red in color, fresh and refreshing, fresh and salty and sweet, and never get tired of eating them.

The most classic one is the golden sand corn.

The golden corn kernels were clearly wrapped in a layer of golden sand, and placed in a clean white plate.

Looking closely, the "golden sand" wrapped in clear grains, as if it could bring people to the golden beach under the blue sea and the sunlight.

The aroma of salted egg yolks, the aroma of fried corn, and a little milky smell, are mixed together and keeps drilling into people's noses.

Song Ci didn't bother to laugh, and picked up the chopsticks and picked them up.

Unfortunately, it was empty.

Anyway, there was no image in front of Tang Fan, so Song Ci simply threw away the chopsticks and took it directly.

When a grain of golden sand corn is in the mouth, the rustling texture of the salted egg yolk fills the entire mouth.

When the rustling feeling melted by the warm mouth, a faint fragrance immediately spread.

As the corn kernels were broken by their teeth, the sweetness of corn also exploded in their mouths.

The two flavors blend together, and the wonderful taste of sweetness and saltiness, saltiness and sweetness is simply unstoppable.

Before he could finish chewing it in his mouth, Song Ci simply stuffed the golden sand corn in his hand into it.

The corn kernels and salted egg yolk exploded in their mouths one after another, making Song Ci squint his eyes.

Looking at Song Ci like this, A Tong couldn't help but take a bite, and then... couldn't stop at all.

"I'm so delicious, I'm reluctant to leave!"

Someone's wail made A Tong nod.

As for image?

What else do you want in front of delicious food?

Tang Fan said with a smile: "If it tastes delicious, I will make it for you next time."

As long as you don’t mention any boiled water and cabbage, Buddha jumps over the wall and is time-consuming and laborious, everything is easy to say.

It's just golden sand corn, so it doesn't take much effort to get another plate.

Song Ci and Song Tong, who were guaranteed, smiled and fought for the golden sand corn. Only then did they remember other dishes and the powerful tool that could fill their stomachs - rice.

Since the ingredients were guaranteed, Tang Fan has rarely used the inferior white rice he had in stock.

When people gave food and points, Tang Fan began to cook with high-quality rice such as green stem rice and Wuchang rice.

Not to mention that Song Ci and Song Tong were not enough to eat two bowls of rice, Tang Fan himself had to eat half a bowl of more.

Seeing that the two masters had enough food and drink, Tang Fan packed his plate, bowl and food box and left the classroom dormitory building.

Back at the dormitory, he fooled himself with the leftovers. Tang Fan opened his brain and started to pull out the list of all the teachers on the intranet of Blue Ocean Mecha Academy.

It was not until he found the three words Zhao Jingshu that Tang Fan raised his eyebrows with satisfaction.

When I clicked on this name, a white face came into my eyes, with big eyes, moon-eyed eyebrows and white teeth, and two deep dimples on my duck egg's face. I was a complete beauty.

His unreliable father is very lucky!

But photography is not just a technology, it is also an art.

Who knows that people who look good in photos, what the hell is like in real life?

After all, he is his father's rumored partner, so he should take a look at it with his own eyes.

However, there is no class under this name of Teacher Zhao Jingshu?

Oh! Is it on annual leave?

It's really a bit regretful!

Since that's the case, he can only review the basics of mechas.

After all, there is still an exam tonight!

Yes! After taking the Mecha Foundation for a week, Tang Fan ushered in the first exam of Blue Ocean Mecha Academy.

For Tang Fan, this kind of exam is like a game, with no difficulty at all.

But if you want to get the first place in the grade and pay less tuition, even if it is as simple as a mecha foundation, Tang Fan must do his best.

Poverty is the driving force behind Tang Fan's progress, driving him to keep moving forward, thinking about others but not thinking about it.

Song Ci is a lesson in basic mecha casually and everyone listens casually, but the test scores are basically maintained at more than 95 points.

After all, this discipline is like the principles of mecha, introduction to mecha materials, etc., and they are all things that basic education can have.

If you don’t get well in the exam, then there will be problems!

After finally finishing the exam, Tang Fan walked into the classroom of the next mecha principle. Seeing Song Ci's face that was so elegant that it was too fake, Tang Fan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

It shouldn’t be that the basic knowledge courses for this semester are all taken by this girl!

The next day, when Tang Fan was delivering food, he deliberately asked.

Unexpectedly, Song Ci nodded with certainty.

"In the past six months, I have been taking the basic courses of the mecha driving department and the mecha casting department, and your scholarship should be fulfilled."

Tang Fan is Spartan!

Song Ci is like chanting scriptures in class, and can hypnotize at least half of it in one class.

With this kind of class method, he had to endure it for half a year...

What did he say that his scholarship is ready!

Is he the kind of person who walks through the back door?

Besides, even if he goes through the back door, he doesn’t want such basic courses!

Looking at Tang Fan's contemptuous little eyes, Song Ci was furious.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? Many people can't take my class!"

Tang Fan raised his eyebrows, "Are you talking about Miss Olivia Smith?"

There is nothing wrong with this!

But it successfully stung Song Ci's heart.

In order to prove himself, Senior Song Ci took out his own brain... and then forcibly copied a few g videos in his brain to Tang Fan.

That is the standard tutorial for driving mechas in Expeditionary Forces, from basic tutorials to advanced tutorials, all of which are available.

Of course, there is only one protagonist, the Song poet, Prince Song, who was despised by him.

As a benchmark, Song Ci's mecha driving ability should naturally not be underestimated.

Tang Fan, who got the full set of Expeditionary Force mecha driving tutorials, naturally took a huge advantage.

Tang Fan's eyes changed suddenly.

Song Tong looked at the scene in front of him, but couldn't help frowning.

After Tang Fan left, Song Tong couldn't help but interrupt, "You give the internal tutorial of the Expeditionary Force to an outsider, and investigate this matter..."

Song Ci glanced at Song Tong and narrowed his eyes, "He is not an outsider of the Expeditionary Force!"

Song Tong's eyes suddenly changed, "Aci! He is only fifteen years old, and he is underage!"

Song Ci squirted out a mouthful of salty soda, "I don't have the habit of loving that kind of thing! Your thoughts are too dirty!"

A Tong wrapped his hands around his chest, "Then tell me, what should I think?"

Song Ci took a deep breath, took out a list and handed it to A Tong.

It clearly states that the number of children of this Expeditionary Army of Blue Sea Mecha Academy is preferential.

There are not many names on it, but Tang Fan, Brad or Zhao Fan are all listed.

A Tong thought about it and then suddenly realized.

"Whose family is he?

That... the cousin of Gao's family..."

Song Ci shrugged, "I can't control the emotional matters."

A Tong looked at Tang Fan's back and sighed silently.
Chapter completed!