Chapter 698 Zhong Jincheng is truly a good teacher.
"Teacher Su, what are you doing? A man can't say no!" Lu Yuanqiu slapped the table lightly with righteous indignation, saying a cliché that was often discussed among male students, while Zheng Yifeng next to him lowered his head even further.

Lu Yuanqiu didn't mean to make a joke, but it hit someone's sore spot.

Zheng Yifeng wanted to throw that little man from yesterday, who was wearing diapers, had devil horns, and looked exactly like Lu Yuanqiu, into a vat of boiling oil, cut him into a thousand pieces, and pierce his heart with a thousand arrows.

"Why can't a man say no?" Bai Qingxia tilted her head curiously to look at Lu Yuanqiu.

Zheng Yifeng: "..."

Bai Qingxia often heard this phrase. At first, she thought it was just a chauvinistic joke, but after hearing it so many times, she felt that it had another meaning, which made her very curious.

"Just listen to it, why do you need me to explain..." Lu Yuanqiu glanced at the girl's innocent face, then turned to Teacher Su and explained with a smile, "Because, throughout history, there have been very few men with poor alcohol tolerance, so men with poor alcohol tolerance are looked down upon."

Su Miaomiao placed her hand on Zheng Yifeng's thigh and smiled at Bai Qingxia, saying, "Yes, 'no' means you have a low alcohol tolerance. Xiaxia thought you were talking about something else..."

Bai Qingxia blinked: "Oh... okay, so Zhong Jincheng's alcohol allergy means he can't be popular with guys?"

Lu Yuanqiu's words had a hidden meaning: "No, Zhong Jincheng is still quite capable."

Bai Qingxia couldn't understand.

Zheng Yifeng lowered his head: "..."

When did the 80s vibe in this shop become so suffocating?

Zheng Yifeng couldn't stand it any longer and was about to get up when Su Miaomiao grabbed him and pressed him back into his seat.

Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia were innocent of any wrongdoing, but Su Miaomiao clearly understood what he was thinking, yet she still teased him. Zheng Yifeng turned his head and realized the true meaning of the phrase "woman, you are playing with fire."

"What are you doing? Can't sit still anymore?" Su Miaomiao looked over with a smile, still stirring things up.

This anger silently simmered in Zheng Yifeng's heart.

He vowed to make this woman cry.

Lu Yuanqiu seemed to sense something was amiss, and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "You two..."

Su Miaomiao coughed twice, interrupting Lu Yuanqiu, and hurriedly ordered Bai Qingxia: "Make noodles, how come you, the boss lady, are chatting with customers and forgetting about your work?"

Bai Qingxia stood up, pouted, and said angrily, "I won't give you any."

She turned and left, making the two people at the table laugh. The most innocent person was gone. Lu Yuanqiu continued to look at the silent Zheng Yifeng, and suddenly sneered.

Su Miaomiao: "What are you laughing at?"

Lu Yuanqiu looked up blankly: "Huh? I... I thought of something happy."

In the afternoon, in room 402, Zheng Yifeng lay on his bed and took out his phone.

After thinking about it, I couldn't help but send a message to Zhong Jincheng.

Su Miaomiao is too awful, she needs to be dealt with.

Zheng Yifeng: Are you done with your work? When are you coming back?
Zhong Jincheng: It's all settled. I'm on the high-speed train back. What's up?
Zheng Yifeng: I have a very presumptuous question for you: how did you get in the first time?
Zhong Jincheng: This is just too presumptuous!

Zhong Jincheng: Wait, you and Teacher Su?!
Zheng Yifeng sat up in a panic, the creaking sound causing Liang Jingfeng to turn his head to look.

Zheng Yifeng: No, it's my friend. He and his girlfriend struggled for ten minutes to get in, and they were very frustrated... They even asked me for advice. What do I know?

Zhong Jincheng: Holy crap! Lu Yuanqiu?! I thought Bai Qingxia was the kind of girl who would only agree to marriage after the wedding.

Zheng Yifeng: Not Lu Yuanqiu.

Chung Kam-ching: You're kidding me! You don't have any other friends.
Zheng Yifeng sat frozen for half a minute.

He turned to look at Liang Jingfeng, who was frantically typing on the next bed and being teased by Fu Yimeng, and immediately thought of someone to shift the blame to.

Zheng Yifeng: Okay, it's Liang Jingfeng. He told me not to say, so just pretend you don't know.

Zhong Jincheng: Him? Oh my god. Actually, it's normal. When a guy is nervous, the more nervous he is, the less stimulating things he can think of. If the girl isn't cooperative, it creates a vicious cycle, making it very difficult. Besides, that thing he's wearing is a complete hindrance. Zheng Yifeng's eyes widened slightly. Zhong Jincheng is truly a good teacher.

Zheng Yifeng: How to solve this? Advisor.

Zhong Jincheng: Tell Liang Jingfeng to tell Fu Yimeng not to take off her clothes, and not to do it in a hotel next time. Try somewhere else. I can't guarantee it will work, it varies from person to person.

Zheng Yifeng: Uh... not Fu Yimeng.

Chung Kam-ching: Holy crap!

Zheng Yifeng: ?

Does he think it's Wei Zhiyu again? Zheng Yifeng bit his finger with a troubled expression, and fearing that it might cause unnecessary misunderstanding, he added a sentence.

Zheng Yifeng: Don't tell anyone anything I told you today.

Chung Kam-ching: Don't worry, I don't have time either. I'm just too tired lately.

Zheng Yifeng let out a sigh of relief, lay down on the bed, and put his phone down.

"Drip drop~"

He picked up the phone.

Su Miaomiao: No, bro~ Shall we go out for dinner tonight? Or stay at school? I'll leave the decision to you~
"Boom, boom, boom -"

Zheng Yifeng rolled over violently on the bed, making a loud noise. He pulled the covers over his head and ignored Su Miaomiao.

If the previous "wooden boat fencing" results were evenly matched, now it was purely Zheng Yifeng who fell into the lake, his head being pushed underwater by Su Miaomiao, who was kneeling on the canoe, with a sinister smile, making a series of gurgling bubbles.

"What's wrong with you?" Liang Jingfeng from next door looked over.

Zheng Yifeng, lying in bed, mumbled, "I'm a loser."

Liang Jingfeng laughed: "Foggy, my relationship with Senior Sister Fu has taken another step forward."

Zheng Yifeng: "Congratulations."

Liang Jingfeng: "Hahaha!"

Fu Yimeng: I only noticed the stockings on my calves were torn after the last photoshoot, and no one even pointed it out. [Crying]

Liang Jingfeng: The costume designer is so incompetent! If this were in our Lu Group, I'd be cursing them out in a heartbeat. Look at the photos.

Fu Yimeng: No, no, I already said, look at the photo and call me Mom!
Liang Jingfeng: Mother.

Fu Yimeng: Oh, my son's so good~ [Laughs while covering mouth]

Fu Yimeng: [Photo]

This page of chat history made Liang Jingfeng laugh so hard he almost fell over while lying in bed. He rolled over and then happily zoomed in on the photo Fu Yimeng had sent.

……

A week later, at the main entrance of the east gate of Zhuhai University, Lu Cheng rolled down the car window. Seeing reporters coming and going at the school gate, he said to the driver, "Let's drive in first, and then we'll park a little further away from the shops."

A black sedan drove into the campus. Lu Cheng looked back and saw an elderly man with a thick beard sitting in the back seat, resting with his eyes closed.

The car stopped near Building H of the girls' dormitory. Lu Cheng saw from afar that the entrance of Xia Yiwan Noodles was crowded with reporters. Lao Er, who was sitting in the back seat with Lu Xingzhou, was about to get out of the car when Lu Xingzhou grabbed him and said, "Get out of what? Open your eyes and see if you can get out of the car."

Lu Xuan, the second brother, turned to look at his second uncle and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Aren't all the reporters crowded at the store entrance? They can't see us."

Lu Cheng, in the passenger seat, pointed in a direction and replied, "Look over there, that car."

(End of this chapter)

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