I glanced at the crowd and there were at least seventy or eighty people.

This situation was truly beyond his expectations.

He hadn't expected his classmates to be so fast.

Because the cafeteria doesn't just serve them; it mainly serves the students.

So the students all chose Kyoto roast duck, and there was nothing he could do about it.

If he were to queue up now, he didn't know how long he would have to wait. Besides, he had just seen that Lu Rong's Peking duck didn't actually have that much. He guessed that it would be gone long before he even got to the front of the line.

If you ask Zhang Weiguo and the others to ask the cafeteria staff directly, how can he say it?

As a member of the judging panel, doing this would seem like I'm trying to get special treatment.

It wouldn't be good if people started gossiping about it later.

This is something he doesn't want to see.

As a member of the judging panel, what he sought was impartiality and fairness.

Putting everything else aside, at least make it appear that way on the surface.

He believes he has no flaws, except that he loves to eat a little.

His invitation to Peking duck at Tsinghua University was not a special treat for the university; it was just a small gathering of friends to enjoy some good food.

It has absolutely nothing to do with this review process.

Of course, that's not how it appears to outsiders.

Many people believe that Tsinghua University invited them to dinner as a way to build relationships.

Only he himself knew that he couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, but his mind wasn't clouded, and all his scores were based on the actual situation.

This is why he was able to become the leader of the judging panel this time.

It wasn't just because of his status, but also because of his upright and incorruptible character.

"Teacher Wang, would you like me to get you another serving?" Zhang Weiguo couldn't help but ask when he saw that Wang Dequan seemed to still want to eat.

"No, no, I can't be treated specially. I'm not that kind of person," Wang Dequan waved his hand and quickly declined.

Zhang Weiguo nodded, but to his surprise, the next second Wang Dequan snatched the dish from his hand that he hadn't even started eating yet.

"I don't think you really want to eat this, so I'll just have yours," Wang Dequan said with a grin, not giving him a chance to speak at all.

I started eating as soon as I got it.

Without the slightest hesitation.

This left Zhang Weiguo completely dumbfounded.

He had wanted to eat that delicious Kyoto roast duck for a long time, but he hadn't dared to because Wang Dequan was enjoying it and hadn't agreed to let them eat it.

Now, seeing that they hadn't even started eating, Wang Dequan snatched the food from his hands.

In the past, this would have been unthinkable.

Who is Wang Dequan?

What delicious food haven't I tried?

Now, they've actually taken Zhang Weiguo's meal for a plate of Peking duck.

If it were anywhere else, and the taste didn't meet his standards, he wouldn't touch a bite, even if someone begged him to eat it.

This shows Wang Dequan's love for this Beijing roast duck.

But it's not over yet.

Seeing Zhang Weiguo's humiliation, Ma Jiang couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.

Of course, he dared not laugh too loudly, and tried his best to cover his smiling face with his hands.

That expression seems to say: We've been professionally trained so that we won't laugh no matter how funny something is.

Of course... unless you can't help it.

He just can't help himself right now.

However, he was too happy too soon.

Just as Wang Dequan had finished eating the food he had snatched from Zhang Weiguo, he started thinking about Ma Jiang's plate again.

He felt that even if he finished Zhang Weiguo's plate, it probably still wouldn't be enough.

He hadn't had such a good appetite in many years.

He's going to eat his fill today.

"You two don't seem very hungry, so why don't you give me yours?" With that, she moved the plate from Ma Jiang's hand to hers.

Ma Jiang's face turned green; he had been laughing just a second ago.

Now I can only suffer in silence, unable to express my bitterness.

But I could only pretend it was nothing.

He responded with a grin: "Haha, if Teacher Wang likes it, you can eat as much as you want. We'll do our best to provide it for you."

He was already cursing her in his heart.

In my entire life, I've only ever taken other people's things.

This was the first time someone had taken his things like this, and so openly at that, leaving him helpless.

Ma Jiang just wants to say: I have a "mmp" in my heart, but I don't know whether I should say it or not.

But Wang Dequan didn't care what they thought; all he could think about was Peking duck.

So after snatching the food from the two people in front of him, he ate it without any hesitation.

They completely disregarded the opinions of others.

Zhang Weiguo and Ma Jiang were left standing there, feeling both helpless and amused.

Wang Dequan ate very quickly, and his round belly was clearly not just for show; he finished all three dishes in just a few minutes.

He looked like he had eaten too much.

He sat in the chair, leaned back with all his weight, looked at the ceiling, and let out a satisfied sigh.

"Ah... I must say, I haven't eaten this much in years."

"This Peking duck from Kyoto University is the best I've ever had in my life, bar none." He didn't forget to praise it after finishing the meal.

Because he had eaten too much, he spoke much more slowly.

It seems like even breathing is a little difficult.

But upon hearing this, Zhang Weiguo and Ma Jiang's faces turned even greener.

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