A night passed by quickly.
"Ding Ling Ling, Ding Ling Ling". Yuan Zhou woke up to the ringing of his alarm clock.
After he got up early in the morning, Yuan Zhou didn't go out for jogging this time. Instead, he washed up and went to the kitchen downstairs immediately.
"Hoo. I can practice for half an hour." Yuan Zhou took the pan and spatula and adjusted his breathing.
Right afterwards, there came the sound of the pan touching the iron sand in the quiet kitchen. "Shua Shua Shua".
The system was a little surprised at Yuan Zhou getting up early, giving up the morning exercises and practicing the pan-tossing. After all, in the opinion of the system, Yuan Zhou paid much attention to his figure.
However, it was no more than being surprised. Yuan Zhou only practiced for half an hour yesterday and that was the most relaxed way to practice.
Nonetheless, the system made a wrong guess this time.
In the restaurant, somebody found some clues.
