Ye Hong pretended to ignore the note and called in his mind: "System."
I remember in those novels, the system could communicate and even be teased.
But the system didn't respond at all.
It seems to be an autistic system and does not like to communicate with others.
Ye Hong had no choice but to experiment with other functions of the system by himself.
He suddenly pulled out a math textbook from the drawer.
The eyes of the students around me who saw this scene stared straight out, sighing that the genius was indeed different from what everyone thought, and actually read a math book in English class.
"Ding! Read the high school mathematics textbook, mathematics ability +1, current progress 1/10, current level: entry level."
Ye Hong took out textbooks for other subjects one after another. As expected, there would be prompts every time he flipped through the system.
After the trip, he improved his abilities in all subjects, like English, to the proficient level.
He was confident that as long as he gave himself one night, he could learn all the courses in the first year of high school.
The corners of Ye Hong's lips curled up slightly, and he was very excited. With this system, his life would no longer be ordinary!
During this process, Zhang Xuewei kept looking this way and couldn't listen to the lesson.
But Yehong still ignored her, which frustrated her.
She even looked in the mirror and began to doubt her own charm.
After school in the afternoon, Ye Hong put all the textbooks into his schoolbag and planned to go home with the bulging schoolbag on his back.
The only good thing about private middle schools is that you don't have to study in the evening.
He had just put his schoolbag on his back when he found Zhang Xuewei standing up with him, her head lowered, her teeth biting her lower lip tightly, and her hands nervously stirring the corners of her clothes.
Ye Hong is 1.75 meters tall and Zhang Xuewei is 1.62 meters tall. From this angle, you can just see Zhang Xuewei's snow-white neck and the faint hint of girlish charm.
Ye Hong's heart trembled, but his face remained cold: "Classmate Zhang, what's the matter? If not, I'm leaving."
Zhang Xuewei raised her head and looked at Ye Hong with big watery eyes: "Classmate Ye, I remember we seemed to be on the same road, right? Do you want to go back together? I just have some questions that I want to ask Classmate Ye."
Ye Hong sighed secretly. He had said these words to Zhang Xuewei a few days ago, but unfortunately all he got was blank looks.
Now it was the other way around, it was Zhang Xuewei's turn to beg him.
What an irony.
But he did not reject Zhang Xuewei, he just nodded lightly.
Zhang Xuewei immediately clapped her hands happily, picked up her schoolbag and followed Ye Hong with a smile.
At the gate of Zhicai Middle School, Miss Zhang is standing next to the gate. 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 next to Zhang Xuewei, her face suddenly darkened.
What she couldn't accept the most was Zhang Xuewei's premature love, because she was worried that it would affect Zhang Xuewei's study.
But when the two got closer and saw that the boy was Ye Hong, Miss Zhang's expression became extremely unnatural again.
Apparently she hasn't gotten over the shadow of class yet.
"Mom, classmate Ye and I will leave together later. I just have a few questions that I want to ask him."
Zhang Xuewei said with a smile, while Ye Hong smiled and said nothing.
"So that's it. It's with classmate Ye. Then I can rest assured and remember to go home early."
"Don't worry, Mom!"
Looking at the two people's retreating figures, Miss Zhang suddenly reacted: "Three of us walking together...can't we also ask questions?"
Then he smiled bitterly and shook his head. Yesterday, this girl complained to others at home, but now her attitude has changed 180 degrees... It's true that women are not allowed to be spared.
Along the way, Zhang Xuewei kept asking Ye Hong the secret of why he suddenly became so good at learning.
But Ye Hong always talked about him, but didn't answer her directly.
This kind of performance not only did not make Zhang Xuewei angry, but made Ye Hong become more mysterious in her mind.
"Ye-san...can I just call you Hiro? It's too awkward to always call you Hiro, Ye-san. We are at the same table."
"Of course, I will just call you Xuewei from now on.
Xuewei Xuewei, the rose in the snow, matches your temperament very well. "
Hearing such explicit words, Zhang Xuewei's whole face turned red with embarrassment, and she said in a voice like a mosquito: "I hate it, I don't have any temperament."
"Ding! Use words to make girls happy, flirting skills +1, current progress: 1/10, current level: entry level."
Damn it, can this be strengthened
This system is so awesome!
Although Zhang Xuewei still wanted to stay with Ye Hong for a while, the two of them had already arrived at her door, and there was no reason to continue to pester Ye Hong.
Zhang Xuewei said goodbye to Ye Hong in a disappointed manner, but when she thought of seeing Ye Hong again the next day, a smile appeared on her face again.
…
In a food street in the DC District of Anming County, there is a snack bar that is not very eye-catching, called [Night Food Snacks].
The snack bar is small in appearance and the decoration is relatively old.
Although it was dinner time, there were not many customers in the store.
Ye Hong came to the night snacks and shouted in his heart: Master, I have a system. From today on, no one can yell at me anymore!
"You brat! What are you doing there? Come here and help!"
A soprano like a cannonball exploded in Ye Hong's ears.
Ye Hong suddenly lost his momentum and walked into the store with his head hanging down: "Mom, there are so few customers, why do you need my help?"
That's right, Ye Hong is the "young owner" of this night snack bar.
This snack bar was passed down from Ye Hong's grandfather and is now run by Ye Hong's parents.
But the two of them obviously have no business talent, and the business of this snack bar is getting worse day by day.
In order for Ye Hong to enter the legendary aristocratic school Zhicai Middle School, the couple gritted their teeth and spent most of their life savings.
Ye Hong silently vowed: I didn't have the ability before, but now that I have a system, I must help my family change the current situation!
"No matter how few customers there are, you still have to learn a little. This store will be in your hands in the future. Don't be as useless as your father!"
A middle-aged woman wearing a scarf walked out of the kitchen, bringing a plate of beef noodles to a customer while chattering to Ye Hong.
This woman was slightly chubby, but her face was well-kept, fair and flawless, and she didn't look like the mother of a sixteen-year-old boy at all.
The woman is Ye Hong's mother, An Xiaoying.
At this time, the chef complained: "Why am I useless?!"
"If you had been more diligent, I would have had time to lose weight long ago!" An Xiaoying shot back unceremoniously.
Ye Hong shook his head with a headache. This old couple wouldn't be happy if they didn't argue a few times every day.
He threw down his schoolbag and slipped into the back kitchen.
In the back kitchen, a sturdy middle-aged man wearing a chef's hat was immersed in kneading dough.
From his facial features, you can vaguely see a bit of Ye Hong.
This middle-aged man is naturally Ye Hong's father, Ye Xiao, who was given the nickname "Yexiao Brother" by the neighbors.
Without looking back, Ye Xiao threw a piece of raw beef to Ye Hong: "Take it to practice your knife skills."
Over the years, his parents have gradually begun to cultivate Ye Hong's cooking skills and business abilities, and they obviously think that he is not good at studying.
Ye Hong curled his lips and thought for a while but still didn't tell them what happened today.
He will wait until the day when the test results are released and tell his second elder directly about his changes using the report card.
Wash your hands, wash your meat, and take your knife, all in one go.
But at the moment when the beef was cut, the system's voice came again: "Ding! Understand the changes in ingredients, cooking ability +1, current progress: 1/10, current level: entry level."
Um
Ye Hong's eyes lit up and his sword speed increased.
"Ding! Cooking ability +1... +1... +1..."
"Ding! The current progress is 11/100, and the cooking ability has been upgraded to mastery level."
That feeling came again, and suddenly there seemed to be a lot more cooking knowledge in my mind.
After this period of exploration, Ye Hong roughly understood the hierarchy of the system.
Those with experience points between 1 and 10 points are entry-level.
Those with experience points between 11 and 100 are considered proficient level.
I just don’t know what level it will be after 100 points.
Ye Hong, who had obtained the mastery level of cooking, was even more comfortable cutting beef.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-"
The crisp sound of meat chopping echoed in the kitchen, and Yexiao, who was making noodles with his head down, couldn't help but be startled.
When did this kid get to cut so fast
Ye Xiao turned his head and opened his mouth in surprise.
(End of chapter)