Chapter 9: No fried chicken thighs have the glamour yet.
It was approaching noon and the classroom was in a miserable state. The bell had been ringing for almost ten minutes, but the Chinese teacher still had no intention of letting everyone go to eat.
The two people behind Han Fei were already so hungry that they were lying on the table and reciting the names of dishes: braised pork, stewed beef brisket with potatoes...
"Let's go here today. The language committee will hand out the papers and remember to hand them in tomorrow."
"Run~~~" As soon as he finished speaking, the entire classroom rushed out like refugees fleeing famine. Naturally, Han Fei was not to be left behind. His brain power was too much and he needed to make up for it.
Shen Wei called Han Fei a few times, but Han Fei didn't notice it and just rushed forward. Shen Wei felt bitter for a while: "I don't know if I really didn't hear it or if I was pretending."
It happened that Li Yanan was not leaving behind either. He seemed to have heard her muttering and glanced at her, but said nothing and walked straight away.
"? What's that look in her eyes?" Shen Wei's teeth were almost broken as she stomped her feet and left the classroom.
Han Fei and Wu Yong finally grabbed a four-seater seat. Not long after they sat down, Li Yanan sat on the opposite side, and the classmates who originally wanted to come over immediately ran away.
There is no way, Li Yanan is both the squad leader and the study committee member, and his own strength is beyond the limit. He is like a eldest sister in the entire grade. He is full of aura, and ordinary people really can't handle it.
Wu Yong was already a big man, and he wolfed down his food, but suddenly he froze there. Not only did his hands freeze, but his eyes almost popped out of his head.
As far as his eyes could see, Han Fei actually took the used chopsticks and accurately picked out a piece of pork belly from Li Yanan's lunch box. Is he probably hallucinating from eating too much? Wu Yong quickly wiped his eyes, and then Han Fei picked out another piece of pork belly. ...........
Now the classmates next to me also noticed this scene, and subconsciously protected their lunch boxes. I vaguely remember that when I was a freshman in high school, there was a gangster in No. 3 Middle School who just put his hand on Li Yanan's shoulder, and then all five of them lay down in the hospital. More than half a month.
Everyone was thinking about the scene where Han Fei was covered in the face with a lunch box and then kicked away. All they needed to do was stay away to avoid being splashed with blood.
However, time seemed to have frozen. One second, three seconds, ten seconds. Apart from glaring at Han Fei, Li Yanan had no reaction at all. Is this still the man they knew?
Finally, when Han Fei was about to pick up the last piece of braised pork in Li Yanan's lunch box, Li Yanan moved, and a pair of chopsticks accurately clamped Han Fei's chopsticks.
"Don't be so stingy. A lot of brain cells have died recently and you need to replenish them." Han Fei sneered.
Wu Yong rolled his eyes several times in a row. This excuse was really lame. It seemed like he was the only one who had consumed his brain cells.
But what was shocking was that Li Yanan actually let go of his chopsticks and watched helplessly as Han Fei stuffed the last piece of braised pork into his mouth.
"Am I hallucinating?" Wu Yong almost slapped himself in the mouth to confirm.
The classmates next to me were also stunned. This is unscientific. So, is it really Li Yanan?
But an even more surprising scene appeared. Shen Weiwei unexpectedly stood next to Wu Yong with a lunch box in her hand: "Sit over there."
Over there, next to Li Yanan, Han Fei frowned and was about to say something. Wu Yong had already rushed to the opposite side and sat down. Han Fei covered his face for a while, and he almost forgot that Wu Yong had a crush on Shen. Weiwei has been with us for a long time, and now that he has the opportunity to face the goddess, he must be overjoyed already, right?
"Why are you ignoring me?" Shen Weiwei's voice was soft and soft, with a hint of resentment, which made Wu Yong's heart tremble across from him.
Li Yanan's face became a little ugly, and the fingers holding the chopsticks turned slightly white.
On the other hand, Han Fei looked innocent: "Ah? Is there any?"
Shen Weiwei's two rows of silver teeth were almost broken: "Yes!"
"Oh, maybe it was too noisy and I didn't hear it." Han Fei apologized sincerely, which made Shen Weiwei feel better, but the scene that followed made her almond-shaped eyes widen.
Han Fei stretched out his sinful chopsticks again (Chopsticks: Who did I offend?) and took away the only fried chicken leg in Shen Weiwei's lunch box.
"Uh, girls, you'd better eat less fried food like this. It's good for your figure." Han Fei paused at this point and said with an innocent face: "Uh, if you really want to eat it, just treat it like this. I didn't say."
Shen Weiwei is really about to cry. Is this just because you didn't say anything? Can she still eat it if your chopsticks get caught in it? That's not disguised...
Wu Yong was stunned. What kind of cool operation was this? The classmates who were watching next to him almost rushed up and beat Han Fei, a shameless guy, to a pulp. This was just a good deal. If Shen Weiwei didn't agree, what would he do? It seemed as if he gave the chicken leg to Shen Weiwei as a gift, rather than snatching it from Shen Weiwei's bowl.
"Pfft~~~" Li Yanan couldn't bear it anymore and laughed so hard.
As for Shen Weiwei, who was sweet-looking and versatile since childhood, she had always been raised in a honeypot. When had she been wronged like this, she got so angry that she stamped her feet and ran away crying.
Wu Yong hurriedly chased after him. If looks could kill, Han Fei would probably be riddled with wounds at this moment. However, this guy acted like a normal person and went to get another bowl of rice in a leisurely manner, and even looked at Shen Weiwei. The lunch boxes that were not taken away were reserved for meat dishes.
"You didn't mean to make her angry just to eat the food in her bowl, right?" Li Yanan couldn't help but doubt Han Fei's purpose.
Han Fei said with a righteous face: "Don't talk nonsense, I am here to help classmate Shen Weiwei implement [Operation CD-ROM], everyone is lucky, monitor."
"Tch, I believe you are a ghost!" Although Li Yanan said so, he was still happy in his heart.
Shen Weiwei was in a state of misery, but soon she felt that it was completely unreasonable for her to be so sad. To say that she liked Han Fei, it didn't count at all. At most, she was attracted by his handsome appearance when they first met. The attraction was just a bit favorable, but as for later......actually, she felt more aggrieved.
She just lowered her body and took the initiative to approach, but in Han Fei's eyes, her charm was no better than a fried chicken leg? This was what Shen Weiwei couldn't accept the most.
Even if it was Li Yanan who defeated her, she would admit it. After being defeated by a fried chicken leg, the confidence she had built up over the years seemed to collapse in an instant.
What made her even more confused was that Han Fei seemed to have changed since taking the art exam. His personality was no longer so out-of-the-box, and he seemed to be more interested in studying.
"Hey, have you noticed that Han Fei is different from before?" Shen Wei turned around slightly and asked Wu Yong.
This was the first time Wu Yong was alone with a goddess, so he was a little nervous and couldn't speak fluently: "No, no?"
Even though she didn't get the answer she wanted, Shen Weiwei was very satisfied with Wu Yong's performance, which proved that she was still very attractive. She raised her fair chin again, as if she had regained all the confidence she had lost from Han Fei.