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"Go away—" Bai Wanwan finally reached out and pressed her hand against Luo Xiaoke's face, pushing the sticky guy away little by little.

As for Lin Zhou, who was watching the commotion from the sidelines, he also took a peek.

"I didn't do anything," Lin Zhou said, shrugging.

You're laughing.

"..."

Is laughing illegal?

Never mind, I'll cook first, after all, I promised Coco.

"Lord Lin Zhou!!!"

"It's all up to you today, Brother Lin!"

"Lin Zhou~ Lin Zhou~ Go for it~" The maids cheered.

"This atmosphere is much better than Class A," Lin Zhou remarked. After washing his hands, he put on his apron and picked up the frying pan next to him. It was the same pan as yesterday, and the ketchup was in the same familiar spot.

It feels just like coming home.

not good.

Why do I even feel a sense of professional belonging now?

"How many orders are there today?" Lin Zhou asked.

"These," a girl helping out in the kitchen handed over a stack of papers. "Some customers have been waiting for you for a long time, and they've already had their drinks refilled once."

Oh?

It seems my cooking skills have been fully recognized; yesterday's omelet rice has finally left some legends at Yinshan College.

Lin Zhou's lips curled slightly upward as he casually pulled back the curtain blocking the guest seating area, preparing to see which discerning friends were there.

Then Lin Zhou stopped laughing.

The first table was filled with acquaintances.

The second table was filled with acquaintances.

Near the window, there was a boy with a black cloth draped over his shoulders, slowly putting down his drink and giving me a rather friendly smile.

Class monitor of Class A.

"..."

Lin Zhou silently pulled the curtain back.

No...nothing's right. Am I doing it wrong?

No, no, no!!!

Is this Class B?

It should be Class B, right?!

He pulled back a little more, peeking out half his face, and found that the guests who had been chatting just moments before had turned around one after another, and a whole bunch of familiar faces were staring at him.

"Zhouzi, you're here."

"The apron fits well."

"Wow, they were just released this morning and are already on duty this afternoon? Their bodies are in Class A, but their minds are in Class B."

"You only slay the demon sword."

"This atmosphere is much better than Class A's!"

"..."

Are you kidding me?!

Why are they all from Class A?!

Lin Zhou glanced at Luo Xiaoke beside him, who was tidying up the plates and humming a little tune, seemingly unaware of any problem with the group's presence.

"Coco, why are there so many people from our class?"

"They're all from Class A? Oh~ They said they wanted to eat Zhouzhou's omelet rice, but I'm not really sure." Luo Xiaoke blinked. "They also said they'd definitely wait for you to come back."

Lin Zhou remained silent, waiting for him to return.

Should I wait for myself to come back and cook, or should I wait for myself to come back and start cooking?

Something's not right.

"No, don't you guys have anything to do this afternoon?" Lin Zhou finally pulled the curtain back open. "How did you get your numbers?"

"We bought the numbers, and everyone was happy to pay a little extra." The class monitor crossed his arms.

Do you really want to go this far?!

A boy next to him had already raised his phone, and the screen showed a photo of himself tied to a chair that morning, with the cardboard sign on his chest clearly visible.

"It's only been a few hours, Zhouzi."

"I'm just here to help Coco."

"It was the same yesterday."

"Four hundred and thirty-seven portions at once."

"..."

No, is this all you can say?

Lin Zhou took a deep breath and decided not to argue with these guys. They were all classmates and had a good relationship. He couldn't let himself be abandoned by everyone just because he made some omelet rice, could he?

Coco does look adorable in her maid outfit.

Ok……

Being abandoned by everyone is not something that can't be considered.

"Alright, alright, what do you guys want to order?" Lin Zhou clicked his tongue, picked up the order form, and said, "Hey hey hey hey, hurry back and help out after you finish eating, don't just stay here all the time."

He glanced down—

[Along the River During the Qingming Festival.]

It's normal, I drew it yesterday, it's not impossible... I'll draw it then!

The second one—

[A panoramic view of Yinshan College, including the sports field behind the teaching buildings.]

Lin Zhou: "?"

The third one—

[Class 3A group photo; reference photo has been sent. Make sure everyone is recognizable.]

Lin Zhou: "..."

He slowly raised his head.

A group of people were also watching him.

"No, are you having a meal or holding an art exhibition?"

"Didn't you just draw whatever you wanted yesterday?" The class monitor smiled. "What's wrong? You can draw for other classes, but you can't draw for your own classmates? You're not someone we see often."

"Draw, draw, draw! A traitor!"

"If you don't draw it, we'll take you back and burn you!"

Lin Zhou gritted his teeth and put the order aside.

Are you kidding me!

Let's draw!

I have a "Beginner to Advanced" level of drawing skills. You guys don't really think a few pictures can stump me, do you? Today I'll show you what professionalism is!

After making the first omelet rice, Lin Zhou picked up the ketchup and studied the group photo on his phone for a while. His hand movements quickly became smooth. After all, they were people he saw every day, so even if he drew them in chibi style, it wouldn't be difficult to retain each person's features.

Especially those in the front row.

Lin Zhou remembers that face vividly this morning when they were putting the sacks on the ground; he could draw it with his eyes closed!

Don't underestimate my omelet rice!!!

"Okay." He pushed the plate away.

The boy who took the order came over and glanced at it, then paused for a few seconds, stunned. "Wow, he actually recognized it."

"nonsense."

"Wait, why are you in the middle?"

"Because I'm handsome."

"Then why are we all surrounding you?"

"Because this is a picture of how my classmates love and respect me."

"..."

Forget it.

As long as it buys time, that's fine.

Lin Zhou didn't hear his last muttered remark and had already started processing the next order. He was even a little carried away, wanting to even repair the windows of the teaching building.

Until the girl next to me handed in a few more new forms—

"Lin Zhou, there's more to come."

"Leave it."

"A customer outside asked how much longer we have to wait."

"immediately."

After Lin Zhou finished speaking, he suddenly paused while holding the ketchup in his hand.

Wait a minute.

He glanced at the half-finished drawing in front of him, then at the pile of orders beside him, and finally slowly looked up.

Inside the guest area, the boy who received the family photo was holding up his phone, taking pictures from three different angles. After taking the pictures, he picked up a spoon and carefully scooped a little bit of the omelet rice from the edge.

It was only a tiny bit, not even touching the eggshell.

"..." Lin Zhou narrowed his eyes.

At another table, it was even more outrageous. A boy from Class A cut off a small piece of egg, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly with a devout expression, as if he were appreciating some legendary dish.

After chewing, take a sip of water, put down the cup, rest for a while, play on your phone, and take some photos.

Lin Zhou finally realized what was happening!

The restaurant uses elaborate patterns to serve food and drags the table around slowly while eating. When customers outside see that there are no seats and they have to wait so long, they will naturally go elsewhere.

This naturally caused Class B's score to drop!

Wow, that's amazing.

There's even a battle of wits?!