The crowd: "..."
This was making things difficult for them! They were definitely being deliberately difficult.
They weren't very good at cooking to begin with, let alone figuring out several ways to prepare apples.
"Can we use our phones to help?" Liu Yinyin asked softly.
The director cast a look of admiration at her. Teacher Liu had been the most enthusiastic these past two days, always the first to respond and support his questions, truly giving him a lot of face.
"Of course," the director nodded with a smile. "Using your phones to find different apple recipes is acceptable."
Since that was the case, these people didn't hold back.
Xing Yuan, who knew nothing about cooking, was much more proactive in these matters.
Before long, she had used her cheat-like search to find many apple recipes.
With everyone working together, the apple feast was soon ready.
The director looked at the table laden with various apple dishes, such as apple pie and apple salad, and a satisfied smile spread across his face.
"Well done," he praised.
"Do you mind if I have a taste?"
The group gestured for him to proceed. The director didn't stand on ceremony, picking up a fork and taking a large piece of apple pie.
"Very good. You can exchange these dishes with our production team for other ingredients. Here's the list." The director gave a thumbs-up and then handed over the pre-prepared ingredient list.
They were told to choose freely, but in reality, there were only a few items they could select.
After some discussion, they exchanged for beef, potatoes, and white fungus.
The production team was willing to provide rice for free. They wouldn't let their benefactors go hungry for anyone!
[Getting something for nothing (￢_￢)]
[I don't know why, but I suddenly really want to soul-transmigrate into the director. I want to taste my goddess and god's cooking.]
[Me too...]
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No matter how much they yearned in their hearts, transmigration was not something they could easily encounter.
Where in the world were there so many stories of comebacks and effortless gains! That was why so many people sought spiritual solace in novels.
The second day passed smoothly as well.
At night, Xing Yuan once again tried to get close to Ji Wenyue in the same way, but she was ruthlessly rejected.
Ji Wenyue sneered, "Did you forget what I told you during the day?"
Xing Yuan was stunned. She tried to recall carefully. It seemed her sister had said she would settle accounts with her.
But would Xing Yuan admit she remembered? Absolutely not.
She tried to play it off with banter, attempting to get away with it: "Sister~ What strange things are you saying? I don't remember!"
"Oh really?" Ji Wenyue uttered those two words lightly, casually curling her fingers and unceremoniously revealing what had happened during the day.
"I remember you said my dark history was, what was it?" Ji Wenyue lightly patted her head, appearing to have a sudden realization, and unceremoniously spat out two words: "Early romance!"
"Sister, I was wrong." Xing Yuan reflexively admitted her mistake, her expression as sincere as could be. "Wasn't I misunderstanding you? And what I said wasn't... that wrong."
Xing Yuan hesitated for a moment but still stubbornly spoke her mind.
That's right! Sister seemed to be very close to that man!
She had eliminated the possibility of her sister dating from the root. What bad intentions could she have? Of course, it was for her sister's own good!
"Heh!" Ji Wenyue continued to sneer, her narrow phoenix eyes staring coldly at Xing Yuan until Xing Yuan flinched backward in fear.
Ji Wenyue's slender, fair fingers caressed Xing Yuan's face. Her eyes seemed devoid of any emotion, merely gently stroking Xing Yuan's cheek.
In that moment, time seemed to stand still. Xing Yuan couldn't figure out what Ji Wenyue wanted to do, so she just stood there, dazed.
After a long while, Ji Wenyue took two steps back and sat on a chair, crossing one leg over the other, adopting an interrogative posture. "A Yuan, were you in an early romance?"
Xing Yuan looked up at Ji Wenyue, then quickly lowered her head. She shook her head and whispered, "No."
"Then, is anyone pursuing you?" Ji Wenyue continued to ask.
Xing Yuan's face was filled with panic. She shook her head again, pursing her lips. Although she didn't know what Ji Wenyue wanted, she felt a sense of impending storm.
Suddenly, a breathtaking smile bloomed on Ji Wenyue's face, happier than when she first stepped onto the stage. She beckoned Xing Yuan over, like one would to a pet. "Come here."
Xing Yuan hesitated for 0.01 seconds. Her body reacted faster than her brain. By the time she realized it, she was already kneeling in front of Ji Wenyue.
Xing Yuan cautiously called out, "Sister~"
Hearing the girl's sweet and soft voice, Ji Wenyue felt as if a few feathers were brushing against her heart, making her throat tickle.
She looked down at Xing Yuan, whose face was flushed red from nervousness and apprehension. Her eyes suddenly deepened. She lowered her head and kissed Xing Yuan's luscious lips, unable to resist sucking on them a few times.
Xing Yuan blinked in confusion, her breath suddenly stolen. But instinctively, she didn't want to dwell on it. Instead, she skillfully responded.
She even took the initiative, becoming the dominant one in front of the inexperienced Ji Wenyue.
"You..." Ji Wenyue's voice became somewhat weak due to the prolonged kiss. Her eyes were red, as if accusing Xing Yuan of doing something wrong.
Xing Yuan's face was also tinged with a hint of seductiveness, but she seemed much more triumphant than Ji Wenyue.
She stood up and initiated a kiss with Ji Wenyue. The last words Ji Wenyue heard before she couldn't breathe were: "Sister, you started this one."
After a long while, the two of them tidied their disheveled clothes, which were a result of their passionate encounter. Xing Yuan returned to her usual obedient demeanor, making Ji Wenyue wonder if everything that had just happened was just a spring dream.
Ji Wenyue shook her head, clearing the fog from her mind. She then repeated the sentence she had prepared long ago: "Seriously, A Yuan, do you want to accept my pursuit?"
"Huh?" Xing Yuan tilted her head, her eyes full of confusion. "I thought, after what we just did, we were already lovers."
Ji Wenyue's eyes held confusion. She hesitated, "But, we're missing a step. Shouldn't there be a process of pursuit?"
Influenced by her elders, Ji Wenyue was a person who valued rituals, so Xing Yuan's words genuinely confused her.
Xing Yuan thought for a moment and explained, "I think this process is too time-consuming. It's much better if we just skip it and get to the main point."