Of course, Chu Chu didn't regret it, because it was the other person's fault to begin with. Even if a fight broke out later, she would risk her life to stop the two of them—because the consequences of fighting outside of school are really serious.
Lu Yibei's continuous questioning made the boy on the other end extremely irritated.
He slammed his hand on the table and demanded, "What exactly do you want—"
"It's just adding each other on WeChat"—he didn't say that out loud.
Because he was too embarrassed to say it.
His anger stemmed more from the embarrassment and rage that came from Sima Zhao's intentions being exposed.
But this guy is too bold. There are three of them, and he really doesn't take their numerical advantage seriously at all!
Bang!
At that sound, many people looked towards their table.
"They've started fighting! They've started fighting!" Wu Sheng said nervously.
"Let them make the first move, no rush, let's see what happens next—" Chen Guang's palms were sweating.
After all, they are law-abiding citizens; being able to play ball doesn't mean they can fight.
The shop assistant noticed something amiss and quickly went to consult the head chef, who was also the owner:
"Boss! It looks like some customers are about to start a fight in our store!"
The middle-aged barbecue restaurant owner just rolled his eyes: "Is this the first time you've encountered something like this? Xiao Chen, how many times have I told you to be more composed? These college students start causing trouble when they're drunk. Let them fight outside if they want; if they break anything in the shop, they'll have to pay for it!"
"One side is to the north."
"No matter who it is, they have to—"
The boss interrupted, "...Lu Yibei?"
"right."
"Damn it, this kid—go out and check on him!"
"Boss! A knife!"
"ah?"
"Put the knife down!"
"oh."
…
"Hey, isn't this Old Wu?"
Just as Wu Sheng's palms were sweating, a warm voice came from behind him.
Wu Sheng turned his head and exclaimed in delight, "Team up!"
At this moment, a large group of people entered through the door.
They were all quite tall and strong, especially the one he was talking to.
He was at least 1.9 meters tall, with shoulders as broad as a double-door refrigerator, sporting a neat short haircut, and wearing a sports vest that was taut with his muscles.
This is Cheng Mingli, the captain of the School of Computer Science team, also known as "Captain Cheng".
"Have you finished eating?" Cheng Mingli asked with a smile.
He first gestured to the dozen or so burly men behind him to find seats, while he chatted for a bit with the younger guys he'd met while playing pickup games.
"I haven't eaten yet," Wu Sheng shook his head.
"Then why don't you just stand here and eat together?" Cheng Mingli said.
Wu Sheng glanced at Lu Yibei with some concern.
Cheng Mingli followed his gaze, then paused in surprise, then exclaimed with delight, "Brother Bei, you're here too?"
Upon hearing this name, the group of burly men who had taken their seats all stood up again, dragging their chairs and stools with creaking sounds.
"Brother Bei is here too?"
"I'm going to cook! Northern God!"
"Where has Brother Bei been making his fortune lately?"
"It's been so long since Bei-ge came to visit us!"
"Who is Brother Bei?"
—The one who asked this question was a new member who had just joined the team.
Then an older student kindly explained it to him:
"He is a junior who is deeply loved by our captain."
"Then I have to go take a look—"
Then more than a dozen burly men surrounded Lu Yibei's table, their numbers almost overwhelming.
The guy who slammed his fist on the table and stood up seemed to lose his composure for a moment, then slowly sat back down...
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