The Almighty Little Chef

But... Feng Zhao, a big man, doesn't watch adult cartoons and classic cartoons, but only those milk dolls that inspire intelligence, which are all "Mom said...", or "Baby will definitely..."

Putting it on a big man is a bit unique!

Everyone here has heard of these cartoons, or they have been watched by the bear children of relatives at home, and they can quickly recognize what he is drawing.

Of course, the characters next to the characters were not ignored either.

"This guy remembers the details! Come and have a look!" The big brother left long ago and continued to dig up the notebooks that were useful to them. Finally, he lived up to the expectations and found it. It was Wang Erze.

The congratulatory message hurried over and turned a few pages. It was really good! Except for the scribbles in the writing, the rest of the memory is quite complete, and the scribbles can be seen without hindering anything!

"Good boy! Awesome!" He Ci slapped Wang Erze's back with a slap, because he was very excited.

"Cough, cough, cough! Cough!" Wang Er's slightly weak body began to protest.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He Ci quickly gave him a smooth breath.

This is a baby, there can be no accident, and the future notes are still counting on him!

"This one is even better!" Feng Zhao glanced at Wang Yizi because of his embarrassment, then went back to the table, and when he saw the notebook in the corner, he called out to everyone.

The rest jumped up.

"Whose is this?! This place should belong to Senior Kong!" Lin Feiran said.

"No wonder Senior Kong went to wash up early in the morning, so he was already prepared!" Feng Zhao nodded.

"This shouldn't belong to Senior Kong!" Wang Er looked at the words above, then looked at the crowd, and said.

The notebooks and pens issued by everyone are exactly the same, and it is difficult to distinguish them without looking at the names.

Everyone looked at Wang Erze who spoke out.

Wang Er felt that the eyes of everyone were somewhat restrained.

"Why?" Zhu Xinghan watched the child slow down his voice automatically, like a big white rabbit, he was afraid that the loudness of his voice would scare people.

"This word is written very beautifully, and I have seen the words of Senior Kong, but it is not like this. It should be Miss Jiang's notes borrowed by Senior Kong before..." Wang Er said slowly, although he said slowly, But clearly organized and articulated.

The congratulations put the opened part flat, and found that it was indeed Jiang Xiaofei.

Put aside any thoughts in everyone's heart for a while, move in a unified manner, open the notes, take the bench over, and start to supplement what they have memorized.

"Why are you all getting together?!" Kong Yue asked with a smile when he came back from washing and saw this scene.

Everyone buried their heads in hard copying, and didn't pay any attention to him at all. The whole room was filled with rustling sounds of writing.

"Hey!" Kong Yue rolled his eyes and moved forward with the basin in his arms.

"Okay! You guys are peeking at the notes I borrowed while I'm not around!" Kong Yue raised his voice.

Wang Er looked back at Kong Yue with some unease, and found that there was no dissatisfaction on his face, and everyone ignored him, so he turned back and continued.

Feng Zhao stole a few glances at the people next to him, looked at everyone's appearance, and followed.

Kong Yue looked at the reactions of several people, and almost laughed angrily, especially Wang Erze, the stinky boy, looked back at himself and turned his head as if nothing had happened!

"Don't show it! I'll take it back if I don't speak again!" Kong Yue threatened, pretending to take it.

Wang Er watched Kong Yue come over, made way for him, and ran back with his notebook in his arms.