In My Rebirth, I Roasted a Whole Lamb in the Art Exam Class

Batu, the fifth-generation descendant of the Golden Tent-roasted sheep in the Ordos grassland, died in the fire trying to save the ancestral copper furnace. Rebirth + no system + funny When he opened his eyes again, he became a senior high school art candidate who weighed 180 pounds and was persuaded by his teacher to "enroll in New Oriental Cooking School." Looking at the greasy boy in the mirror and touching the half piece of burnt cumin that passed through his pocket, Batu smiled. In the first performance class "Liberating Nature", while others imitated cats and dogs, he got down on the floor and staged the "Death Struggle of Roasted Whole Lamb" - turning over the meat, adding salt and oil, and the whole class laughed like crazy. School belle Lin Weiwei sneered: "Grandstanding." Sports student Gang Zi blocked the door: "Fat man, are you really good at grilling skewers? If you make the grill taste that good, I will recognize you as my big brother." After school that day, Batu built an oven with bricks in the corner of the playground, stole mutton chops from the cafeteria, and baked them to create a fragrant aroma throughout the school. The principal came with the fire brigade... Then he sat down and ate three skewers, with tears streaming down his face: "This salt and pepper is just like what the prairie girl made when I jumped in line." Since then, the painting style of the Art Examination Class has changed dramatically: While others practiced bel canto, he taught me how to mix the prairie long tune with the sizzling sound of barbecued skewers. While others practiced ballet, he taught wrestling steps combined with flipping techniques. Others followed Stani, who compiled the "Performance System of Roast Whole Lamb": "The heat is the rhythm, the seasoning is the emotion, the roast is tragedy, the outside is charred and the inside is tender, which is perfection." The province's unified art examination selected the topic "Feast". Batu raised his hand: "Teacher, can I see it in action?" He set up a portable grill and grilled skewers on the spot, but the thick smoke triggered a fire alarm in the examination room. The judge was furious, and he handed over a bunch: "Try it before you criticize it." The chief judge was a descendant of educated youth from Inner Mongolia. He choked up after eating it: "This taste... Is mine."