Chapter 1233
Chapter 1233 Don’t Fall into My Hands (1)_1
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Regarding Flossie Wright’s qualification, the members of the cooking class showed great enthusiasm.
Previously, when Flossie Wright became an official Frogman, the cooking class had wanted to celebrate for her, but on the first day of her qualification, the two Frogman teams held a party specially for her, so the cooking class didn’t want to make her feel too special and dropped the plan.
Now it was different, it was just Flossie Wright, Jessie Grain, and Nancy Phillips, and being Snipers—a glorious profession—the cooking class could manage without inviting gossip.
A lively celebration was a must.
Thus, after being worn out for a full 24 hours, Flossie Wright and the others were forcibly dragged to the cooking class by Franklin Cody and Ella Pemberton after the announcement of their qualification.
Fine wine and good food were served.
Sergeant Lin allowed them to make merry.
"Flossie, this is your favorite, specially prepared by Sergeant Lin,"
"The Braised Pork today is done quite well, Flossie, you should try it."
"Come on, try this, see how it is."
They had barely sat down when the cooks crowded around Flossie Wright, eagerly serving her dishes and rice.
Flossie Wright rubbed her temples.
Next to her, Jessie Grain and Nancy Phillips, who had also been called over, sat in their chairs with expressions filled with speechlessness and puzzlement.
They knew Flossie Wright was well-liked and popular in the cooking class, but this scene was beyond their expectations.
"We’re just brought along, aren’t we?"
Sitting in a corner of the table, feeling the stark contrast, Nancy Phillips raised her eyebrows at Jessie Grain.
After thinking for a moment, Jessie Grain laughed lightly and nodded, "Seems like it."
Indeed, considering the situation, the fact that the cooking class included them was already a kind of caring gesture.
After all, the one who brought glory to the cooking class was Flossie Wright, not the two of them.
Nancy Phillips shook her head with a sense of wonderment.
But she didn’t pay it much mind.
They had been tired for more than twenty hours, having only eaten two compressed biscuits in between, and were now so hungry they could eat a horse. They had already planned to come to the cooking class for a meal after everything, and now with the feast laid out before them, they hurried to eat.
Meanwhile, as they concentrated on their meal, Flossie Wright had more trouble on her hands.
In addition to eating, she had to satisfy the cooks’ curiosity, answering their questions briefly in between mouthfuls.
It was only after Sergeant Lin made a round in the kitchen and saw the scene that he scolded the cooks with a gloomy face and sent them away.
It was almost breakfast time, and a bunch of people crowding around not working—what did that look like?
Only after all the cooks had left did Sergeant Lin take a good look at Flossie Wright, then he went to check the dining table and looked at her again, coldly instructing, "Clean up the bowls and utensils after eating."
With a slight raise of her eyebrows, Flossie Wright responded.
Jessie Grain and Nancy Phillips exchanged glances.
Flossie Wright, usually so rebellious, seemed rather obedient in front of Sergeant Lin.
Without saying much more, Sergeant Lin hurried off to prepare breakfast.
Having been held up by those cooks for so long, to get breakfast ready on time must have been a rush.
Flossie Wright looked up, watching Sergeant Lin walk away with his hands behind his back, her expression softening slightly.
For the rest of the meal, Flossie Wright ate quietly, while Nancy Phillips and Jessie Grain occasionally chatted. After the three of them finished eating, they cleaned up the bowls and utensils together.
Afterwards, the three returned to the Dormitory.
— End of Chapter 1233 —