Chapter 42: The Art of Changing

Faces A sore throat is none of their business.

Zhang Hua was done for. She had always been the one taking advantage of others. When would it be the turn of this new educated youth to take advantage of others openly? She immediately retorted angrily.

"You are dreaming. Do we have to wait until you finish cooking before we can use it? Who are you? You don't come back early to take a seat to cook, but you are just thinking about good things. You are not good-looking but you think you are beautiful. You want to eat, and we have to give in to you. Bah, besides, there is no pungent smell in the air. You smell it even when you don't smell it. What are you being pretentious about? Your sore throat is none of our business. You are acting weird every day. You are obsessed with ghosts."

Li Zhizhi's smiling face disappeared in an instant. Although she is easy to talk to, she is not stupid.

"Then I advise you to buy a pot and cook it yourself. You can use it whenever you want, and there will never be a smell of chili peppers."

"Why are you looking at me? If you do that, I'll dig you out." Liu Xinghe was not used to it. He took out a wooden stick that he had specially stored on his body and slammed it on the table. He looked straight at her with cold eyes, staring at her eyeballs.

This man's eyes were glued to her, and he was just short of calling her by name and pointing at her nose. Did he really think she was a soft persimmon?

She had already gone out by herself. The kitchen was not here, and it was facing another direction. It was such a long distance, and it was not like the fried dried chili peppers would sting people.

Not to mention that there was no smell of chili peppers today to the point of stinging the whole Youth League. Even if there was, it would be useless to talk to him nicely. He had to be so sour.

It was obvious that he was here to cause trouble today.

She had no choice but to comply.

"You control everything, even the air. Why haven't I seen you cough? If you're complaining, move out. If you can't move out of the Youth House, stop pretending to be so weird here. Can't you speak properly? If you can't speak properly, just shut up. Who is used to your Miss Capital's temper?"

Wu Zhiyuan was so scared that he shivered. He didn't watch the scene with Zhang Aotian before, but only heard about it from other people. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he didn't dare to have any other thoughts about Liu Xinghe.

He really doesn't deserve Liu Zhiqing. Thank you brother Yunxiao for enlightening me!

Wu Zhiyuan looked at Cheng Yunxiao with gratitude with tears in his eyes.

What is he doing? Cheng Yunxiao just felt puzzled, and silently moved his seat a little further away from him.

Then he looked up and looked at Liu Xinghe with admiration, screaming like a jack-o'-lantern in his heart, too domineering, how could there be such a domineering and unique female comrade, ah ah ~

Li Zhizhi, who was originally angry, looked at Liu Xinghe like a little fan girl, with stars in her eyes.

The other educated youths had different expressions.

And Yang Li, who was facing the anger, looked at the thick wooden stick that made the table tremble, and was so scared that she jumped up from the bench, left the seating area, and stepped back several steps, for fear that the wooden stick would fall on her.

At this time, she was suddenly a little scared, and then she felt that this new educated youth was really not easy to mess with, and really wanted to gouge her eyes, but it was a mistake.

Hearing the last word about the temper of a capitalist lady, he was even more frightened: "You, you, you, what are you talking about? You are the one with the temper of a capitalist lady, stop accusing me."

"You are not, so what are you being pretentious about? Just because you are noble, you think you have the wishful thinking and we have to listen to you. Get

out of here." Zhang Hua immediately continued and revealed the whole thing without mercy.

"Your eyes almost fell on me, Li Zhiqing, and Liu Zhiqing. Who doesn't know what you mean? Don't you want to make us unhappy? Don't you have an opinion about the stir-fried chili peppers that Li Zhiqing and I made before? Don't you feel unhappy because Liu Zhiqing and Zhou Xiaomei changed houses and your plan failed and you didn't move in? Don't you like that Zhang Aotian?"

Yang Li had been arguing with Zhang Hua and Li Zhizhi over some small things and cooking since the day she arrived at the Youth House. The conflict can be said to have accumulated for a long time.

As for Liu Xinghe, it was because she wanted to live in Zhou Xiaomei's house. Another more important reason was that Zhang Aotian was the person she liked, but was sent by Liu Xinghe, so she couldn't stand Liu Xinghe.

That's why today's incident happened, taking advantage of the issue.

Liu Xinghe suddenly realized, no wonder!

"You...you...you shut up——"

Zhang Hua predicted everything that Yang Li was thinking, and he said it in front of everyone. She was immediately furious and rushed towards Zhang Hua like a madman to hit him.

"What? You still want to hit me? Come on, hit me, I'm standing here, who is afraid of you?" Zhang Hua puffed out his chest and jumped forward, rolled up his sleeves and went over to pull her hair without any fear.

She couldn't beat Liu Xinghe, and she didn't dare to beat Liu Xinghe, but Yang Li was not afraid. A delicate lady who was used to her family was afraid of a hammer.

"Alright, alright, why are you fighting? Be quiet. Our welcome party isn't over yet. Stop making trouble."

Zhao Xifeng was trying to stop the fight between the two, while the other educated youths held them back.

Yang Li was so angry that her face turned red. She couldn't win by scolding or fighting. Her eyes were filled with tears. She stamped her feet, wiped her tears and ran back to the house.

Zhang Hua spat at Yang Li's fleeing back:

"With this fighting ability, you have the nerve to come out and cause trouble. I can't even beat you." You dare to provoke Liu Zhiqing. You really don't know why cow dung is so smelly. I want to taste it. Humph!

Zhang Hua didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence. She was still afraid of Liu Zhiqing. She didn't want to taste the cow dung to see if it was soft and sticky, or if it was fragrant and sweet.

"Oh, it feels good!"

Zhang Hua sighed as she looked at the hair of Yang Li in her hand. The anger she had been holding back today was finally released, and her scalp no longer hurt.

"Liu Zhiqing, sit down, let's continue, it's your turn to introduce it." Zhang Hua threw away the hair in his hand, turned around, stretched out his hand, looked at Liu Xinghe with a smile on his face and said.

As for quarreling and fighting, Liu Xinghe suddenly looked at Zhang Hua with a slightly different eye. This man was also a person who was not afraid of things and had a sharp tongue. He could bend and stretch, and could judge the situation.

Humans are indeed the most complex animals.

Zhang Hua changed his expression really quickly. He was still fighting and angry in the last second, and he was smiling in the next second.

All the educated youth felt the most charming art in Sichuan Province, the classic face-changing.

Liu Xinghe put away the stick, sat back in his seat, and changed his expression again. He was gentle and smiling, and started to introduce himself as if nothing had happened.