After just a few minutes, Lin Yi dared to introduce it, and finally accepted the fact that Teacher Fan’s daughter was the first-line popular singer Fan Zijing.

Although Lin Yi was still quite shocked.

A little nervous, "...Hello."

Fan Zijing's appearance is naturally unspeakable. Her facial features are very delicate and beautiful. Her height is estimated to be about 1.7 meters tall. If she changes into high heels, she may not be lower than Lin Yi.

"Hello, hello." He showed a charming smile of professionalism.

Lin Yi ran to the kitchen with his hands on the dishes, "That... teacher, then I'll go cook first."

Fan Zijing looked at Teacher Fan for no reason. She didn't know why her father's students went to buy groceries and cook. Isn't this the job of a domestic servant?

Of course, Teacher Fan’s family did not hire domestic servants, so these things were usually done by Fan Zijing’s mother.

"Thank you, Xiaolin." Teacher Fan obviously did not treat Lin Yi as an outsider and pointed at his daughter, "You go and help."

"Me?" Fan Zijing puffed up her mouth cutely and wrinkled her nose. Danfeng's eyes glared at her father with "vicious" eyes, but Teacher Fan pretended not to see it.

Lin Yi did not see the little movements of the father and daughter behind him, and said excitedly: "No, no, I can do it myself."

"It's okay." Fan Zijing got up, came to the kitchen, and said, "I can't cook, I just happened to learn it."

Teacher Fan quietly looked into the kitchen, picked up the newspaper with satisfaction and continued reading.

In the kitchen.

"…How did this fish deal with it? Will you chop your head first?"

Lin Yi looked cold and sweating, "It's okay, leave this to me."

Fan Zijing had a faint perfume smell on her body, but she didn't have the airs of celebrities. She pointed at the chicken wings, "I know this, put it in the pot first, right?"

Lin Yi, who was scraping the fish scales, turned his head and looked at it, and said helplessly: "That... needs to be marinated, otherwise there will be a fishy smell when eaten... It doesn't matter, I'll deal with it later."

Fan Zijing looked around and said, "Then what can I help?"

"No need to help." Lin Yi was doing his work and gave a very straight man an answer, "Or you go back to the living room first to rest, it would be enough to have me here."

Fan Zijing wanted to go back, but she knew nothing about the kitchen. The problem was that Lin Yi, a "outsider", cooked for her family, but she played with her father in the living room and read newspapers. This seemed a bit unreasonable.

"...No, I'll just stay there. Maybe I can help you and learn to cook."

Lin Yi said oh, skillfully blew the grass carp, cleaned it, cut it with lancet, marinated it with onion, ginger and cooking wine.

Looking at Lin Yi's knife skills, Fan Zijing said curiously: "Have you learned to be a chef?"

"I haven't learned it." Lin Yi began to deal with the chicken wings and spoke at the same time: "Maybe there are too many things to draw, and it feels like cutting vegetables is similar to drawing, which is very easy."

That’s right, Lin Yi had absolutely no such knife skills in the past, but since he inherited Lin Er’s super hand speed, the speed of cutting vegetables has also risen sharply!

This is also one of the reasons why Lin Yi wants to learn Chinese painting well. His hand speed is too fast. If ink painting is too fast, it will cause insufficient ink or smudges. These are problems that Lin Yi must learn to overcome.

"Cutting vegetables is similar to... drawing?" Fan Zijing has also learned to draw, and always feels like Lin Yi is fooling herself.

The table of vegetables was prepared with Lin Yi's unremitting efforts.

The teacher's wife came home from get off work. As soon as she opened the door, Fan Zijing smiled and greeted her: "Mom!"

The teacher's wife looked very surprised, "Our Zijing is back, come and let her mom hug you."

Fan Zijing hugged her mother openly and said with a smile: "Mom, there are still customers at home."

The teacher's wife looked at Lin Yi and said calmly: "It's okay, Xiaolin is not an outsider either."

Teacher Fan also nodded, but Fan Zijing glanced at Lin Yi, who looked ordinary in all aspects, in surprise, and didn't understand why his parents were so close to him.

At the dinner table, the master's wife complained: "Why are you, your child, making such a table of dishes? It's so troublesome."

"No trouble, no trouble." Lin Yi waved his hand and said, "I have to thank my wife for your help."

"I've said that there's no need to be polite to my master's wife..." The master's wife picked up a piece of fish, tasted it, and praised: "Well, Kobayashi's skills are getting better and better."

As he said that, he stared at Fan Zijing, "It's not like our Zijing, who is so old that he can't even cook."

Teacher Fan frowned when he heard this. He had always preferred this only daughter.

"Not really, really." Lin Yi said quickly: "Fan... Senior sister is a big star. How dare I compete with her, an ordinary person? Aren't you wasting me? And senior sister also helped to cook today."

The teacher’s wife didn’t believe it, “Can she help? Ask me for more than 20 years to raise her, when did she help me when she was cooking?”

Fan Zijing smiled and picked up a shrimp into the bowl of the teacher’s wife, “Mom, have a meal!”

The teacher's wife glanced at her and continued to speak: "Xiaolin, you are only one or two years apart from Zijing, right? We are both a family, so you don't need to call your senior sister, just call your name. And you young people have topics, and if you have nothing to do, talk more."

"Oh." Lin Yi responded. With his emotional intelligence, don't expect him to hear anything.

But who is Fan Zijing, a first-line actress, and hasn’t seen anything in this big dye vat in the entertainment industry?

Teacher Fan waved his hand and ended the topic, "Eat!"

But Lin Yi Lao felt that Fan Zijing's phoenix eyes glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, without any charm, but instead made Lin Yi feel ashamed and very uncomfortable.

After dinner, the teacher's wife cleaned the table and washed the dishes. Lin Yi found an excuse to go back to his room.

In the room.

Lin Yi was on the phone with Green Light.

"You guys, you can do it all over the world... How about it? What are your plans next?"

Lin Yi said: "First sign up with Huayu to publish. As for the rest, let's take a look at the rest."

The green light on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment, "Have you ever considered going back to es?"

"Brother Du, stop kidding. With my current comic performance, no matter whether I go to Jiuzhou or Qingyang comics, I am not afraid that no one will want it. Why do I go to E to get a one-tenth of the share?"

"No, no, you misunderstood. I'm talking about the es-benzene company, not the domestic branch website."

Lin Yi shook his head, "Forget it, Brother Du, good horses won't be reborn..."

"Listen to me, no matter whether you sign a contract with Jiuzhou or Qingyang comic website in China, you basically have no say, because the domestic comic market is too small and the contract specifications are not perfect enough. In case of conflicts, the website will always be a strong party."
Chapter completed!