"No, I want to ask Principal Cao Yangzhai for a clear answer." Peng Bai said angrily. Although Jiacheng Cooking Academy is nothing to Peng Bai, what Peng Bai learned is learned through his own hard practice, hard work and teaching by non-school teachers. What does these things have to do with the school? However, this Jiacheng Cooking Academy is a good step, which can allow Peng Bai to get more high-level insider information after graduation, and can also make Peng Bai's road to revenge better.

"Principal Cao Yangzhai retired half a year ago!" Zhu Wanqing kindly reminded Peng Bai.

Peng Bai was stunned for a moment, and at the same time, several clips of the things in his mind were also linked to Zhu Wanqing's words.

A year ago, Dao Yidao Er and two old men left a message saying that there was something important to do, and then threw himself in the primeval forest. Dao Yidao Er and two old men sent him back but threw himself at the school gate. After he came back, he found that Grandpa Xiao, who would never lock the door, had a big lock from outside. Now he heard Zhu Wanqing say that Principal Cao Yangzhai has retired, and these three things were immediately linked together. It seems that when he was in the primeval forest, Jiacheng Cooking Academy had a very big change, and this change was definitely not a good thing for Peng Bai.

"Forget it, forgot it, if you don't leave me here, you will have a place to leave me." Peng Bai sighed, but his frustration was immediately thrown away by Peng Bai.

"Wanqing, don't be so frustrated! Jiacheng Cooking Academy doesn't want me anymore. Can't I go to other cooking academys?" Peng Bai smiled and comforted Zhu Wanqing, who was beside him, and said that Peng Bai's idea was like this. With his sword skills and his identity as a student of Jiacheng Cooking Academy, the world's top cooking academy, it should be easy to enter any cooking academy except Jiacheng Cooking Academy to study!

Zhu Wanqing shook her head and sighed: "Peng Bai, no other culinary college dares to ask for the students expelled from Jiacheng Cooking Academy, that is to say, you cannot enter any culinary college."

Peng Bai was completely depressed after hearing this, but Peng Bai was the kind of person who didn't take such small things to heart. The depressed thought disappeared immediately. As the saying goes, the road to Rome is leading to Rome, Peng Bai didn't believe it. Can't even support himself with his current abilities? As for improving his cooking skills, it seems that it is not limited to the cooking academy!

"Haha! There's nothing. Since they fired me today, I'll make them regret it one day." Peng Bai smiled and comforted Zhu Wanqing, and said as if he had made a decision.

Since things have become like this now, Peng Bai has no need to stay here. The paper is very impressive. The time is exactly today, and there is still half an hour before the last time to move away.

Peng Bai walked out of Jiacheng Cooking Academy with his head held high with his chest under Zhu Wanqing's reluctance. The only items he had with him were the money he earned from working, a kitchen knife and a set of food carving knives. As for clothes and pants, Peng Bai basically didn't think about it anymore, because after a year of special training in the primeval forest, he gained another ten kilograms. Except for the clothes and pants on his body, the others were pitiful and could not wear them at all. Since that was the case, Peng Bai didn't need to take this bag that was useless and left.

"Remember my mobile phone number. If you have any difficulties, call me and I will do my best to help you." Zhu Wanqing shouted at Peng Bai's back.

Peng Bai didn't even look back, and waved his right hand back casually and disappeared into the vast crowd.

"Hey! Fatty, why did you tear off the beautiful woman's phone number?" After walking far away, Peng Bai suddenly took out the note with Zhu Wanqing's mobile phone number from his pocket, tore it to pieces and then scattered it in the air. Liu Feng asked strangely.

"She and I are not from the same world, so what qualifications do I have to destroy other people's future happy life? Can I give her everything she wants?" Peng Bai smiled bitterly.

"Well! Good thing, I admire you." Liu Feng nodded. Peng Bai's heart is really kind!

"Hey! This gentleman." Peng Bai was about to say something to Liu Feng when he heard a woman's voice coming from behind.

"Ah?" Peng Bai stopped and turned around strangely, thinking to himself: Did he have the luck of love as soon as he left school?

When Peng Bai saw the woman's appearance clearly, he became more sure of his thoughts, because the woman's facial features are upright and her eyebrows are pretty. Although she is far from Zhu Wanqing, she is also a beauty.

Peng Bai was thinking about what tone should the woman use if she invited him to be the guest of the curtain. When she did not hurt the beauty and could reject the beauty, the beauty continued to speak.

"Sir, you throw paper confetti everywhere. According to the city management regulations, each confetti is fined five yuan." The beauty opened her red lips and said to Peng Bai coldly.

"Each piece of paper confetti is fined five yuan?" Peng Bai lowered his head and looked at the paper confetti that had just been torn to pieces by himself. I'm afraid there are not a hundred or dozens of them!

Peng Bai and Liu Feng looked at each other and did not give the beauty any face at all. They ran away. If this was a fine, one or two hundred yuan would be inevitable.

The beauty's screams became less and less, and Peng Bai's chest was expelled from Jiacheng Cooking Academy and his depression disappeared, and he was not as uncomfortable as when he just walked out of Jiacheng Cooking Academy.

"By the way, Fengliu, I almost forgot another bet that I have already won the victory." Peng Bai suddenly said to Liu Feng with a smile.

"Huh? What bet?" Liu Feng asked strangely. Since Liu Feng met Peng Bai, as long as Peng Bai was involved in gambling, there was almost no one who could not win. However, Liu Feng couldn't remember what kind of gambling victory Peng Bai had achieved.

"Yes, I almost forgot that you kid abandoned me when I was in the most painful time and ran back to sleep by yourself. It was the one who stabbed me with a bunch of needles. Did you forget?" Peng Bai shouted angrily.

"Oh! You are talking about the old doctor who uses acupuncture to lose weight!" Liu Feng remembered this matter. As for the bet, it was just a set of medicinal food books.

The traditional medical museum was not far away, and Peng Bai and Liu Feng arrived soon.

"Old doctor, I'm here to collect the bet." Peng Bai shouted loudly as soon as he walked into the gate of the Traditional Medicine Museum. What happened at school today made Peng Bai very depressed. It seemed that Peng Bai wanted to vent his depression here.

"Who? How dare you run to me and charge what bets? Do you want to die, right?" The old doctor's familiar voice came from the inside.

"Who are you?" Wang Zhenbin walked out from behind and looked at Peng Bai strangely.

It’s not because Wang Zhenbin is old and has dizzy eyes, but because Peng Bai’s changes this year are so big. First, his short hair turns into long hair, and then his fair skin, which was like a little white pig, became dark like the black race in the west of the alliance. Then, Peng Bai is more than ten pounds fatter than before. In addition, Wang Zhenbin is a doctor. Since ancient times, he has only heard of patients remembering doctors, and has never heard of doctors remembering patients.

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Chapter completed!