The Fake Heiress' Seven Brothers Pampers Her

Chapter 133: Just You Wait and See

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The days flew by, and soon, it was the second last class of a certain Friday afternoon. It was time for the long-awaited cooking class.

Zhou Xue’er was full of confidence that she would embarrass He Jing today. Occasionally, she would glance at He Jing with eyes full of pride and anticipation.

“Xue’er, what are you going to do?” A girl who was on good terms with her asked. “When I passed by the teacher’s office just now, I heard our new cooking teacher say that the topic for today’s cooking class is French cuisine…”

Zhou Xue’er had already thought about it. “I’ll make a French pan-fried sole,” she replied, “It is my specialty and one of France’s more important dishes. It will amaze everyone.”

Even in front of a professional gourmet, she showed no fear.

The girl on good terms with Cheng Yi gloated. “I’m sure He Jing must be miserable. Let’s see how she covers up for her lie!”

Zhou Xue’er could already see He Jing crying and begging for mercy in her mind’s eye. The corners of her lips curled up.

Cooking classes were held in Block B of the Yin High School Teaching Building. When He Jing arrived, most of her classmates were waiting outside the kitchen, and the new cooking teacher was already standing at the long kitchen table.

He was dressed in a chef’s uniform and briefly introduced himself. When she heard the surname ‘Zhou,’ the whole class gasped and looked at He Jing sympathetically.

Zhou…

It was not inconceivable to think of a connection between this new cooking teacher and Zhou Xue’er.

Shen Qiuyu sidled up to He Jing. She held her phone in a vice and whispered,

“Sister Jing, this is bad. I’ve looked up our new teacher’s profile. He’s Zhou

Xue’er’s cousin.”

“Let me see,” He Jing said.

Shen Qiuyu handed her the phone. He Jing picked it up and took a look. On the screen was the profile of Zhou Xue’er’s relative drawn from Baidu. Zhou Xue’er was listed among his relatives. Their new cooking teacher’s resume was quite impressive. He was so qualified that it would not have been strange if he were the head chef of a five-star restaurant.

“Miss Merit Student, are you having second thoughts?” Yan Hanxi asked with a smile.

“Why should I?” He Jing retorted.

Although he was a chef qualified to work in a five-star restaurant, it did not mean he was more skilled than her. He Jing had confidence in herself, and she knew her ability.

He Jing felt Zhou Qiu’s eyes on her as she spoke to Yan Hanxi. His gaze was exceptionally piercing, dark, and sinister. She knew at a glance that she was in trouble.

It seemed today’s cooking class was destined to be fraught with trouble.

Zhou Qiu was not the only one eyeing He Jing; Cheng Yi was also. Her rouge-red lips were contorted in a smirk. It looked like she could not wait for the show.

She had discussed it with Zhou Qiu. It was not enough to just lower the score. To vent her anger on Zhou Xue’er, Zhou Qiu would customize a more difficult topic for He Jing later.

With the increased difficulty, He Jing was bound to flounder, and the chances of her making a mistake would increase. ‘Let’s see how you’ll have the face to present your cooking for Zhou Qiu to judge afterward…!’

At this moment, Zhou Xue’er stepped forward and said, “Cous- … Ahem. Teacher, I have something to say.”

“What is it?”

“Let’s conduct the cooking class in the form of a PK. This way, the cooking skills of each group will improve swiftly.

Zhou Xu’er’s suggestion caused an uproar.

Zhou Xue’er was simply too scheming.

She just wanted to embarrass He Jing.

However, the new cooking teacher pretended to be in deep thought, nodding only after a while. “That’s a very good suggestion. Then, we’ll conduct today’s class based on Zhou Xue’er’s suggestion!”

Shen Qiuyu’s expression changed instantly. She stomped her feet in anger. “I don’t agree!”

Zhou Xue’er sniffed, looking down her nose at Shen Qiuyu. “This is Teacher

Zhou’s first lesson with us. Are you going to disobey him already?” she mocked.

Shen Qiuyu was speechless.

Hence, Zhou Xue’er looked at He Jing and sneered. “Teacher, I request to compete with Student He Jing in cooking. If I win, He Jing must kneel and apologize to me..”