Chapter 2

Night Hong pretended to ignore the note, calling in the brain: "system."

I remember that in those novels, the system can communicate, even tune and play.

But the system didn't respond.

It seems to be an autistic system. It doesn't like to communicate with people.

Yehong had no choice but to experiment with other functions of the system.

He suddenly pulled out a mathematics textbook from the drawer.

Around to see this scene of the students' eyes are straight, lament that genius and everyone's idea is not the same, even in English class to read math books.

"Ding! Read high school mathematics textbooks, mathematics ability + 1, current progress 110, current level: entry level. "

Ye Hong took out textbooks of other subjects in succession. As expected, every time you look through the system, there will be a prompt.

One trip down, the ability of each subject is the same as English, he has been promoted to master level.

He is confident that as long as he gives himself one night, he will be able to learn the whole course of senior one.

Night Hong mouth slightly raised, heart excited, with this system, his life will no longer be ordinary!

But in this process, Zhang Xuewei's eyes still keep looking at this side, the class also can't listen to.

But night Hong is still reasonable ignore her, make her quite frustrated.

She even looked in the mirror and began to doubt her charm.

After school in the afternoon, Yehong put all the textbooks into his schoolbag, and he planned to go home with his bulging schoolbag on his back.

Private middle schools are good at this point. They don't have to study at night.

He had just finished his schoolbag, but found Zhang Xuewei got up with him, lowered her head, clenched her lower lip tightly, and stirred her hands nervously in the corner of her clothes.

Night Hong 1.75 meters, Zhang Xuewei 1.62 meters, from this angle can just see Zhang Xuewei's snow-white neck, and that faint trace of girl's amorous feelings.

Ye Hong's heart swings, but the face is still indifferent: "Zhang classmate, what's the matter? If not, I'll go. "

Zhang Xuewei raised her head, and shuilingling's big eyes looked at Yehong: "Ye classmate, I remember we seem to be on the way? Do you want to go back together? I just have some questions to ask my night classmates. "

Night Hong dark sigh, this kind of words oneself also said with Zhang Xuewei a few days ago, unfortunately got is full of white eyes.

Now it's Zhang Xuewei's turn to ask him.

It's ironic.

But he did not refuse Zhang Xuewei, just nodded lightly.

Zhang Xuewei immediately clapped her hand happily, picked up her schoolbag and followed her at night.

Miss Zhang Zhengli stands by the gate of Zhicai middle school. She goes home with her daughter Zhang Xuewei every day.

Seeing Zhang Xuewei's figure in the distance, Miss Zhang immediately waved.

But when she saw a boy beside Zhang Xuewei, her face suddenly became gloomy.

What she can't accept most is Zhang Xuewei's early love, because she is worried that it will affect Zhang Xuewei's study.

But when the two approached and saw that the boy was Yehong, miss's face became very unnatural.

Obviously, she hasn't come out of the shadow of the classroom.

"Mom, I'm going with my night classmates later. I just have a few questions to ask him."

Zhang Xuewei laughs and laughs, and Ye Hong smiles and says nothing.

"It turns out that it's like this. It's with my night classmates. I'll rest assured and remember to go home early."

"Don't worry, mom."

Looking at the two people's back, Miss Zhang suddenly responded: three people go together Can't you ask questions?

Then she laughed bitterly and shook her head. The girl was still at home yesterday, but now her attitude has changed a hundred and eighty degrees It's a woman who can't stay.

All the way up, Zhang Xuewei keeps asking Ye Hong the secret that her study has suddenly become so powerful.

But night Hong is always concerned about him, is not a positive answer to her.

This kind of performance, not only does not let Zhang Xuewei angry, on the contrary, makes Ye Hong become more mysterious in her mind.

"Night students Can I call you Hiro? It's too much to be called at night. We're at the same table. "

"Of course, I'll call you Xuewei.

Snow rose, snow rose, snow rose, match your temperament very well

Hearing such explicit words, Zhang Xuewei's whole face turned red with shame, and her voice was like a mosquito and fly: "I hate it. How can people have any temperament?"

"Ding! Let the girl's heart blossom through words, tease younger sister skill + 1, current progress: 110, current level: entry level. "

I wipe, this special can also strengthen?

This system has enough cattle!

Although Zhang Xuewei still wants to stay with Yehong for a while, they have arrived at her door, and there is no reason to continue to pester Yehong.

She thought of seeing her face again the next night.……

In a food street in Dongcheng District of Anming County, there is a small snack bar called "night snack".

The appearance of the snack bar is not big and the decoration is old-fashioned.

At this time, although to the meal point, there are few guests in the shop.

Yehong came to the night snack, inner cry: I have a system, from today on, no one can yell at me!

"Stinky boy! What are you doing there? Come and help

A soprano like a cannonball explodes in night Hong's ear.

Night Hong suddenly no momentum, drooping head into the store: "Mom, there are so few guests, where I need help ah."

Yes, Yehong is the "little owner" of this snack bar.

This snack bar was handed down from Yehong's grandfather and is now run by Yehong's parents.

But the two obviously have no business talent, and the business of the snack bar is getting worse and worse.

In order to let Yehong enter the legendary noble school Zhicai middle school, the couple bit their teeth and took out most of their life savings.

Yehong silently vowed: before I had no ability, now with the system, we must help the family change the status quo!

"No matter how few guests there are, you should learn a little. In the future, this store will be handed over to you. Don't be so useless as your father!"

A middle-aged woman in a scarf walked out of the back kitchen, carrying a plate of beef noodles in front of a guest while nagging Yehong.

The woman was a little fat, and her face was well maintained. She was white and delicate. She did not look like the mother of a 16-year-old boy.

The woman is Yehong's mother, an Xiaoying.

At this time, the kitchen, followed by a complaint: "Laozi where useless?"

"If you were more competitive, I would have had time to lose weight." An Xiaoying returned with no politeness.

Night Hong shook his head with a headache, the old man and wife, every day do not quarrel a few back and forth are not happy.

He dropped his schoolbag and slipped into the back kitchen.

In the back kitchen, a strong middle-aged man, wearing a chef's hat, is buried in the dough.

From his facial features, vaguely you can see the appearance of night Hong.

This middle-aged man is Yehong's father Yexiao. The neighborhood gives him the nickname "Ye Xiao elder brother".

Night Xiao head also does not return, threw a section of raw beef to night Hong: "take to practice knife work."

Over the years, his parents have begun to gradually cultivate Yehong's cooking skills and business ability, and obviously think he is not the material for reading.

Night Hong curled his lips, thought or did not tell them what happened today.

He had to wait for the day when he got his exam results, and he would tell the second old man his changes with his report card.

Wash your hands, wash your meat, and take your knife in one go.

But at the moment of cutting the beef, the sound of the system came again: "Ding! Perception of changes in ingredients, cooking ability + 1, current progress: 110, current level: entry level. "

Yeah?

Night Hong eyes a bright, knife speed can't help but quickly up.

"Ding! Cooking ability + 1 +1…… +1……”

"Ding! With the current progress of 11100, cooking ability has been upgraded to proficient level. "

It was that feeling that came to me again. Suddenly, I had a lot of cooking knowledge in my mind.

After this period of exploration, Yehong roughly knew the hierarchy of the system.

Experience value in 1-10 points, for entry-level.

Experience value in 11-100 points, for proficient level.

I just don't know what level it is after 100 o'clock.

Yehong, who is proficient in cooking, can cut beef more easily.

"Dudu Dudu -"

the crisp sound of meat cutting is ringing in the kitchen, and the night Xiao is staring down.

When can this kid cut so fast?

Yexiao turns her head and opens her mouth in surprise.