Will the plagiarism girl be a substitute for the preference for women?

"I haven't seen you at RiNG for the past two days, what's going on?" Lixi asked, puzzled.

"The motorcycle shop is quite busy."

Without considering the veracity of the reason, Li Xi immediately asked, "How's your band doing?"

Hailing paused for a moment, then realized that she wasn't referring to the band with whom she had a conflict.

The guitarist couldn't stand the lead singer's lack of attention and hypocrisy, so he angrily confronted the lead singer for only praising the bassist. As a result, he was slapped by the lead singer.

After the conflict broke out, the band temporarily suspended their activities, and Lixi and her friends took over the original performance schedule.

"I'm not sure, but it should be alright," Hai Ling replied calmly.

Li Xi was helpless against Hai Ling's calmness, and when he thought about how of all the bands Hai Ling had joined, less than half of them were still active, he couldn't help but sigh.

The disbandment of the band, which terrified him, was something that others took for granted.

Even so... it's hard to describe the feeling of having a performance spot that originally belonged to someone else fall into your hands in this way.

"What's wrong? You got a bargain but now you're complaining it's too cheap?" Hailing asked.

"No need to describe it like that... I was just wondering if you were ever sad because the band broke up."

"My heart isn't made of iron."

Hai Ling answered directly, yet as if to conceal something, she changed the subject, saying...

"I'm driving on the road right now."

"Oh, I'll talk to you later." The other end of the phone hung up.

Hailing slowly exhaled, shifted gears, and felt the oncoming wind blow away any extraneous emotions.

…………

"Huh? You've gotten rusty again after just one day without practice?"

While cooking, China chatted with Aine, but she didn't seem very relaxed. Frying tempura was like being on the front lines of a battlefield, cautiously peeking out to shoot, and then quickly retreating when the oil and fire came.

"China, are you cooking?" Aine heard China's flustered tone. "Be careful, or let your older sister help you."

"It's okay, I can handle it!"

China covered her face with one hand, holding chopsticks as she tried to take the shrimp out of the pot, when a drop of oil splattered onto her hand, startling her so much that she pulled her hand back.

"Oh no! It's going to blow up too much!"

"Sigh, I'll do it." Xiangzi shook his head and stepped forward to take the chopsticks.

But when she reached for the hot oil, the scorching heat around the edge made her hesitate.

I cannot back down in front of my younger sister.

She mustered her courage and picked up a piece of fried shrimp.

"Ouch...the stockings are so hot!"

Sure enough, Xiangzi was also scalded by the hot oil.

Chapter 211 Smoke from the Cooking Kitchen

Finally, the fried shrimp was picked out by China, who was armed with gloves and had the pot lid covering her face, but it was already overcooked.

"I'll try again."

China was a little unconvinced. She was now fully armed and not afraid of being splashed with oil, so she could do it with peace of mind.

However, looking at the boiling oil in the pan, she always felt that something was wrong with the steps.

"If you're making tempura, the oil temperature should be a bit lower, right..." China muttered to herself.

"So you're making tempura?" Xiangzi suddenly realized. "Then you'll have to wrap it in noodles on the outside."

"Oh, right!"

No wonder China felt something was missing. She stopped herself from cooking, turned off the stove, and then carefully reviewed the tutorial.

Xiangzi sighed softly, "This is your first time making deep-fried food, isn't it..."

"Um……"

As a beginner, I could have just made some stews and braised dishes, which would have been more time-saving and easier, but China always felt that there was no sense of interaction in that.

"I was originally thinking of stir-frying it."

"Let's not..."

Xiang couldn't help but imagine his sister flipping the wok so high that the ingredients would fly onto the ceiling.

That's a bit of an exaggeration, but it's still easy for beginners to burn the ingredients when cutting and stir-frying.

"Oh, so that's how noodles are made!"

After watching the tutorial, China immediately got started.

This time, after she turned on the stove, she used a temperature gun to control the oil temperature at around 155 degrees Celsius.

The tutorial then says... use your hands to scoop the batter into the oil?

Chika wasn't heartless; even soft rubber gloves would melt if they got too close to the oil. So she used a slotted spoon to scoop up a handful of batter, which then flowed into the oil in a thin stream through the slot.

After a while, when you take out the batter with a slotted spoon, it has turned into crumbly crumbs.

Next, coat the shrimp with batter and crumbs, then put them into the oil to make a fluffy fried skin.

"I see..."

Chika thought it was some kind of complex core technology. In her previous life, when she ate fried food at home, she always wanted to eat this kind of fried skin, but her mother always refused, saying, "The way restaurants make it is actually very simple, but I'm too lazy to do it."

The result was actually quite simple, except for an extra step of nesting the dough together, coating it with a layer of fried batter...

After scooping the fried shrimp into the bowl, China picked up a piece, blew on it, and brought it to Xiangzi's mouth.

"come……"

This whole situation made Xiangzi seem more like the younger sister.

"I can just do it myself."

"It's okay, just try a bite first~"

"……All right."

Xiangzi leaned forward slightly, placed his hand under the fried shrimp, and took a small bite.

The fried skin was crispy and crunchy, and the delicious shrimp meat, coated with the aroma of marinade, spread in her mouth, making her squint her eyes and savor it carefully.

"It's done quite well."

"Really?" China was a little excited and took a bite. She was immediately amazed and her eyes widened.

It wasn't that she had never eaten tempura before, but she was surprised that, as a novice, the dish she made following the tutorial was just as delicious as that made by a famous chef.

"Hmph, what a tempura master, he's nothing special," China proudly put her hands on her hips. "With a little more practice, I can open my own tempura shop."

"I'd like to try Chizuru's cooking when I have time," Aine said on the other end of the phone.

"You are welcome anytime~"

"Um, China..."

Xiangzi lowered his voice, wanting to say something, but then glanced at Qiannai's phone, which was on a call, and didn't say anything.

"what happened?"

"It's alright, we'll talk about it later," Xiangzi said as he walked to another stove. "I'll take care of making the soup."

Dinner wasn't much: tempura chicken wings, fried shrimp, tofu miso soup, and white rice sprinkled with black sesame seeds. But since the two sisters made it themselves, enjoying each other's cooking added a touch of deliciousness and small happiness.

"It's nice to cook for yourself once in a while."

After a hearty meal, China ate a slice of watermelon to cleanse her palate, feeling that this was probably life.

In the time to come, you must cooperate well with the treatment and not miss the opportunity to embrace happiness.

"By the way, sister, what were you about to say?"

“I think you could definitely open a tempura shop based on your fame.”

"Hmm, that's fine..." China felt that Shoko had something on her mind.

After a moment of silence, China tentatively asked, "Was it me who asked Aine to be the room manager?"

“Not entirely,” Xiangzi replied, then recalled the conversation between Aine and her sister.

It was nothing more than Aine complaining that she had become rusty after not practicing for a day, then being pressured by Riki, and then chatting with Chinatsu about food.

I always feel like something is missing.

Did Aiyin mention to you today that she hopes you can teach her during band practice or something?

"Uh, no, not at all."

Chika didn't think it was a big deal, but inviting her to the training room every day seemed a bit too forward, and Aine was very careful about boundaries...

wrong……

That time we went to the arcade, Ai-yin became relatively closer to me.

Inviting me to teach her guitar is a matter between us, and also a matter for the band.

Inviting me to the arcade was simply a matter between the two of us.

Just as she said, Ai Yin wasn't that interested in forming a band.

"Why is my sister so concerned about this?"

"Because... I still really hope that they can keep the band together smoothly."

If one band rises to prominence while another teeters on the brink of collapse.

Hanging precariously on the edge of a cliff, yet looking up to see others climbing even higher peaks, what must the lantern festival be thinking...?

Xiangzi then pursed his lips and said, "Never mind, it mainly depends on them themselves."

"Um……"

China always feels burdened by her desire to maintain stable relationships with her friends.

This obsession lessened somewhat after the treatment was updated and the original owner's thoughts were integrated into his mind, and he no longer thought about it often.

However, China still plans to find out about the current situation of the Aiina band, since tomorrow is the first day of school.

Come to think of it, Su Shi didn't specifically ask me to come to the training room...

…………

[I'm very sorry, what the Guardian said before may have put too much pressure on you. Please don't overthink it. Just treat this part-time job as a way to learn a foreign language, and approach it with a playful attitude.]

Focus your attention on the important things.

These are the two messages that Aine saw when she woke up in the morning.

It has to be said that she seems to have a good understanding of human nature, as if she has some insights into psychology.

Yesterday, during Ai Yin's practice, I was indeed under some pressure because of my role as a room manager, which caused me to get distracted.

She was quite familiar with the piece, but due to distraction, she made a mistake and had to excuse herself by saying that she was "unfamiliar with the piece."

Perhaps, as mentioned, I should focus on my studies and the band now, and not take a job like being a housekeeper too seriously.

Even though I wasn't that interested in forming a band, now that I'd joined, I couldn't let the other members down.

Thank you for your care and understanding.

Aiyin replied.

However, there was something else she was curious about: Su Shi seemed to care about China less frequently, and she didn't ask China whether she planned to play during practice.

Has the affection faded? Or... is this a game of playing hard to get?

…………

Moon Forest.

Once inside the classroom, Su Shi, as always, waited for familiar classmates to greet her before starting to chat with them.

One classmate gave a long talk about his experience traveling with his family during the Golden Week holiday, describing how congested the roads were, how expensive the hotels were, and how much of a rip-off those trendy restaurants were.