I really don't want to date a girl addicted to the internet!

At 10:30, Cheng Fei stopped in front of a chain bakery located at an intersection.

Academy City is a fast-paced city, and even at this time, many office workers and students are still going in and out of the bakery.

He went into the bakery and bought a bag of croissants, a box of tiramisu, and two boxes of hot milk.

After quickly finishing the croissant and one of the cartons of milk, he turned onto a quieter road and checked the system interface.

[Red Headband: An accessory of the great fighter from the Corridor Era. It is said that a former cowardly thug challenged the boss → 10,000 points]

Consume [Item Exchange Coupon (within 10,000 points)] to exchange for [Red Headband].

A long red cloth strip appeared in Cheng Fei's hand. He tied the cloth strip to his forehead, assumed a horse stance, clasped his hands together at his sides, imagined a blue ball of light gathering in his palms, and then pushed it out forcefully.

There was no Vacuum Wave Fist or similar technique.

An office worker looking down at his phone walked by.

Cheng Fei calmly put the red headband into his inventory, picked up the bakery bag hanging on the railing, and walked forward humming a song.

As I passed a pavilion, I heard faint cries for help coming from behind a pillar.

"don't want……"

"Please, please let me go..."

"That won't work..."

A boy with a tattoo on his neck is pinning a girl in a skirt against a pillar.

Cheng Fei put down the bag, stepped forward, and said in a deep voice, "Let her go."

The boy let go of the girl and looked at the teenager.

"Want to fight? Come on." The boy twisted his neck, expressionless, and beckoned.

The night was silent.

The girl suddenly bent down and said, "I'm sorry, he's my boyfriend, we were just joking around."

"I'm sorry!" the boy said loudly, bowing down as well.

Cheng Fei pursed his lips, looked left and right, picked up the bag, and turned to leave.

The boy entered a high-end apartment building, easily found his way to the thirty-sixth floor, and entered the password on the electronic lock.

The black door opened with a beep, and the house was quiet; the living room lights were off.

Cheng Fei quietly placed the bag on the cabinet in the entryway and turned to leave.

After getting off the elevator downstairs, he opened WeChat and sent a message.

"Teacher Shen, please remember to check the items on the cabinet by the door."

"?"

The boy did not reply, closed WeChat, and returned to his rented room.

……

The next day.

School staff began setting up tents and hanging colorful flags on the playground, and lively discussions could be heard everywhere on campus. The atmosphere at Yinghua, on the eve of the cultural festival, remained intense.

Amidst the vibrant atmosphere, Cheng Fei, carrying his bag, climbed to the rooftop of the student activity building and pushed open the door to room 601.

A cool, aloof girl with long, dark hair sat alone on a steel tube chair reading a book, with pictures of black and white umbrellas pasted on a small blackboard next to her.

"Good afternoon, Teacher Shen." Cheng Fei sat down next to the girl.

Shen Xi remained engrossed in her book, silently moving her chair away from the boy.

Cheng Fei immediately followed.

The girl remained motionless.

"Teacher Shen?" Cheng Fei peeked out to observe her.

There was still no reaction, as if the boy was invisible.

"Teacher Shen, you look adorable today too."

"Teacher Shen, I like you."

"Teacher Shen, marry me."

"Teacher Shen, could you give me two pairs of your over-the-knee socks...?" Cheng Fei hugged his calves.

"Quiet, you're disturbing me." Shen Xi stared at Shu Dai with a slight frown.

"Okay." Cheng Fei pulled out his study materials and began to read.

"Teacher Shen, did you like the tiramisu from yesterday?" he asked, having casually answered a few multiple-choice questions.

"If you're asking about the trash that inexplicably appeared on the shoe cabinet, I'm sorry, I just threw it in the building's trash can." Shen Xi said coldly.

"Huh?" Cheng Fei opened his mouth. "You didn't even read the handwritten apology letter I put at the bottom of the box?"

"You lie without batting an eye; that's the only thing I truly admire about you," Shen Xi sneered.

"Same here. How can you be sure there's no apology letter inside if you just threw it away?" Cheng Fei shrugged.

Shen Xi's eyes flickered, and she fell into a silent, expressionless state.

“I knew it, we’re the same in terms of intelligence stats alone.” Cheng Fei stroked his chin.

The room was deathly silent.

"It really disgusts me to see you eating a lollipop that someone else has already eaten," the girl said suddenly, her brow furrowing.

"I can't help it, Teacher Shen. You know what kind of temper Lin Xuanqi has." Cheng Fei gritted his teeth. "I'm disgusted too. If I could, I would definitely shove a lollipop down her throat and choke her to death."

"If you're happy while eating, then come back to me and complain afterwards, that's fine."

“I’m telling the truth, Teacher Shen. I can swear on Miriam’s seaside villa.”

"I don't want to hear sweet talk."

"How was the tiramisu? If it's not good, I'll buy it from another store next time."

"Great, I'll buy all the ones near the school from now on."

"Teacher Shen, please don't be like this. I know you are gentle."

"I only like yogurt, not milk, especially hot milk."

"Doesn't caramel macchiato also contain milk?"

"You seem to talk a lot." The girl stared at him.

"Teacher Shen, I was wrong. I will write these points in my Tiantai Chronicle and recite them day and night."

"What 'The Rooftop Chronicle'?"

"An unpublished book that records the dialogue between the incarnation of the goddess of wisdom and her loyal servant."

"Ye Shuang is right, you need to get your head checked."

“Teacher Shen, she is Lin Xuanqi’s number one henchman. How can you speak up for her?”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the club activity room was pushed open.

Nagasaki Asuna, Ye Shuang, and Milian walked in.

Cheng Fei shut his mouth and casually lowered his head to work on his problems.

After a few minutes, seeing Ye Shuang and Nagasaki Asuna exchanging pleasant words as always, the boy straightened his expression and stood up. "Master Ye, I would like to ask you for some more advice."

After saying that, he walked out the door, leaving Nagasaki Asuna and Miriam looking on in confusion.

"Sorry, I'll go teach him a lesson." Ye Shuang said as if she were joking, revealing an innocent smile.

"Miss Nagasaki, what are they going to do?"

"Looks like a fight is about to break out?"

"Fighting? That won't do! Miss Ye Shuang will definitely get hurt!"

"Milian, it's better if we don't get involved in this kind of thing."

Cheng Fei and Ye Shuang walked to the center of the rooftop one after the other, while Nagasaki Asuna and Miriam followed behind to watch.

Cheng Fei turned around, stretched his muscles and bones, took a deep breath, and clenched his fists in front of his chest.

Ye Shuang stood there with the poise of a young lady, casually facing him. Her delicate body curves seemed as if a light touch would cause her to fall and get hurt.

Cheng Fei slowly approached, having learned from his previous experience, he did not attack rashly, but instead circled around Ye Shuang.

A chilly autumn wind swept by, stirring the long-neglected barbed wire fence.

……

105. Ye Shuang, very strong.

On the surface, Ye Shuang is not tall among the girls; she is the shortest in the Corridor Research Department.

The girl's features were delicate, and her breasts were neither as overly full as those of Nagasaki Asuna and Lin Xuanqi, nor as flat as those of Shen Xi or Milian, giving her a moderate appearance.

Her pigtails were always tied up meticulously, and her legs, encased in white over-the-knee socks, were as straight as chopsticks, showing no signs of strength.

The girl's posture, whether standing or sitting, was upright and proper. Coupled with the warm smile that was always on her face, anyone who saw her would think that she was a well-mannered and obedient girl, and had nothing to do with the word "violence".

Even though Cheng Fei knew that she had a pistol and a dagger hidden under her skirt and that her whip kick could generate a strong wind, he was subconsciously deceived by her appearance and thought that as long as he could successfully launch a sneak attack, he could make her cry for a long time with one punch.

Everything changed after the red headband was introduced.

In Cheng Fei's eyes, Ye Shuang's casual stance was flawless. If he dared to make a move rashly, he would definitely be subdued in one move, just like yesterday.

When masters clash, they always circle around each other to find an opportunity, and Cheng Fei felt that this was the situation now.

Although he was the one unilaterally circling around Ye Shuang, Ye Shuang stood still and only glanced at him out of the corner of her eye when he circled behind her.

After going around in circles, Cheng Fei was shocked.

He really had nowhere to start, and the fighting spirit instilled in him by the [red headband] gave him the answer: Run!

It's no exaggeration to say that if a brown bear standing upright is enough to scare away unarmed humans with its sheer presence, then Ye Shuang is like a completely unscientific predator; humans can only despair in the face of her.

After Cheng Fei circled around twice, Ye Shuang seemed annoyed.

"If you're too scared to fight, don't waste your time." The girl turned and left.

In Cheng Fei's eyes, the girl's back suddenly revealed a flaw.

It's now!

Even the weakest thug must have the courage to challenge the boss. Victory or defeat can be decided in a single move. That's what fighting is all about!

The boy took a deep breath, his adrenaline surged, and his blood boiled. With steady, quick steps, he threw a simple, unadorned straight punch at the back of the girl's neck.

The back of the human neck is densely populated with blood vessels and nerves. A blow to this area can cause numbness and fainting, or even death.

Strikes to the back of the neck are prohibited in combat sports, and Cheng Fei's fighting instincts told him that this was the only way he could hope to win.

Cheng Fei's fist was inches away from the girl's smooth nape, the force of the wind ruffling her dark hair.

Success!

At that moment, Asuna Nagasaki covered her mouth, and Miriam covered her eyes.

Ye Shuang suddenly disappeared.

Cheng Fei's fist missed its mark, but a strong sense of crisis struck him like a resounding bell. His fighting spirit told him: if he didn't react, he would die.

where is it? !

The girl's twin ponytails flashed past him.

Ye Shuang seemed to be provoked. The girl clenched her fists coldly, and her fair fists cracked loudly.

As Cheng Fei turned around, the girl had already launched a punch.

With his fighting spirit honed, the boy nimbly retreated to avoid the attack.