Mother Juan’s Dream

Although Mother Juan in this dimension was also the kitchen lady at No. 60 High, she was much younger and prettier than the one in the real world… Gazing at her face, Wang Ling wasn't used to it. It wasn't because she wasn't pretty enough, but that she was so pretty that he somehow felt it was all an act. Besides, Wang Ling felt that the real Mother Juan was more affable.

Though she was now going down the road of "black cuisine" in order to develop a new cooking style, she actually had very good intentions!

"It's noon; all of you haven't eaten yet, have you? How about following me to the canteen for a bite?" Miss Juan'er smiled.

"Will that be alright?" Wang Ming asked.

"You students are really strange. This is my first time seeing the weak students from the loser class being so polite. You're clearly the elite of all the losers, which is why you have the word 'Elite' on the back of your school uniforms," Miss Juan'er said.

Wang Ling: "…"