Chapter 192 Provocation

They said that the four most beautiful girls in the class were xiaoding, Zhang Xiaojie, Wu Jieling and Min Sue. When I heard these names, I felt very rustic, especially xiaoding, who was not a girl's name, Ding Chun. Why aren't you called ding chunqiu? The other names were even more so, especially Min Sue, which made dou e feel wronged, but it was true that in the future, I met many girls with the same names as men, but there were many girls who looked good and had beautiful names.

Xiaoding was the shortest and cutest. She used to be a well-behaved girl with a plain face. She was dressed up very coquettishly when she graduated. It could be said that university had completely transformed her. The purity of the beginning left a deep impression on us. His face was indeed pretty, but that was after the military training. At first, it was all dark and there was nothing to see.

Of the three remaining girls, Wu Jieling was the prettiest, the tallest, and the longest legs. So, of the four beauties in our class, the prettiest must be Wu Jieling. Min Sue was one of those sulky girls who usually ate alone or slept with her best friends. He didn't chat, fart, or smoke k-powder. He slept and ate on time. He had the same routine as the old man, but his grades were very ordinary.

And they had all chosen their targets. Some said that Wu Jieling was going to try and chase after them, and they had already started to act. Some said that xiaoding was good, some said that Zhang Xiaojie was good, some said that Ding Chun was good, anyway, they had their own opinions. I ran 20 laps in the morning, and I didn't observe who was who. Besides, everyone was wearing military training clothes. I couldn't tell.

I was just wondering when I would go see which department and class Chen Ying was in and thank her again. I said I would repay her. I have to keep my word. If I ran into her on campus, it would be a good thing. I'm excited.

But, as we ate, what we didn't expect was that we didn't wait for the four beauties or Chen Ying. Instead, we waited for the black fat man. Yes, the guy who yelled at me and was kicked a few times by the instructor. This guy, he didn't have the guts to pick on the instructor. He came to pick on me.

Because of the large number of students in the school, the cafeteria was divided into six or seven cafeterias. One of them was the teacher's cafeteria, commonly known as the staff cafeteria. The other cafeterias had their own characteristics. What cafeteria had the special flavor of Xinjiang, the special flavor of northeast, the special flavor of south, etc., was to satisfy students from all over the country.

We were in a relatively open Four canteens, Four canteens was left and right, and we could enter from any entrance, so we could eat at any corner of the table, and this black fat man could meet me by chance.

When he took the people from their dormitory, their class, and passed by here, he saw me, and I saw him too. He glared at me, and then he pointed to the people next to him. I glanced at the one who spoke to him. His skin was whiter and his body was strong. And dyed to yellow, very few people in high school care about the color of hair, let alone university, university is completely free, no one cares about the color of hair, and, across from the school, the same color salon, casually dyed and permed hair, holidays are full.

They talked for a while, then talked to the person next to them, a tall man, and took the tray to sit next to us.

I sensed something was wrong, so I reminded my dorm and Yao Zi, and I said,

"Yao Zi, pay attention to the table next door. When I was punished for military training today, that black fat man and I looked at each other and scolded each other. He might have come to cause trouble. Be careful."

To be honest, when I said this, Yao Zi wasn't afraid. Jiange, Brother Qiang, and Ming Ming in my dorm weren't afraid, but everyone else, especially Xiaosun, bobo, and full, looked at the guy next door in fear. After all, the black fat man, the non-mainstream airplane nose, and Dagaoge didn't look like a good person. Besides, they are stronger than us. They are all good students. It's normal for them to be afraid. They are all here to study hard. Who would like to mess around and fight? It's not a high school hooligan school.

Yao Zi laughed and said,

"It's okay. Look, we have more people, or they have more people. Crazy, we don't cause trouble, but it doesn't mean we are afraid of trouble!"

When Yao Zi said this, he was not a coward at all. He was the shortest of us, less than one meter and seven meters. I couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

I originally meant to let them eat at another table. As long as they hid far away, this was my personal grudge against the black fat man. It wouldn't involve them. I didn't want the high school traitor Aibin to happen again.

But what Yao Zi, Ming Ming, and Brother Qiang meant was, no, Brother Qiang said:

"What are you comparing them to? There are only a few of them. The total number of people in our two dormitories is twice as many as theirs. I'm so scared!"

Indeed, there are only five of them and at least ten of us, but the battle effectiveness is another matter. Whether they will take action or not is another matter. But to me, it's not a problem. I don't want to show my skills too much, but I don't want to be bullied.

Yao Zi and I were still eating, and Xiaosun was the least courageous. After eating with Xiaojia and the others, they went back to the dormitory to sleep. They had military training in the afternoon. In fact, this was an excuse. Yao Zi said, "No loyalty."

I waved my hand and said, "You guys go too. I'll take care of my own business."

Yao Zi interrupted me and said, "What are you talking about? We've been tied together since the beginning. Your business is my business. I don't know about anyone else. I, Yao Zi, am in charge anyway."

When he said that, I was touched. Brother Qiang and Jiange also said, "I'm afraid he's an egg."

Ming Ming turned the plate over, broke the chopsticks, and said with a grin:

"Who hasn't fought before?"

Ming Ming was also a northerner. He was generous. Xiaosun and the others were from the south. They were a little timid and nothing. It wasn't that I was a black southerner. In the university city, the southerners were a little timid.

Although I was from the north, I used to be a coward. There was a process.

Soon, I heard that the people next door were almost done eating, and we were still eating, especially me. My appetite was much bigger than before, and the food in this canteen was really good.

While eating, all of a sudden, there was more soy sauce, oil, and leftovers in my white rice, and some of them splashed on my body.

I looked up and saw that it was the black fatty group. The black fatty didn't do it himself, but directed a person from his dorm room. The black fatty and the blond hair, and the tall and thin man stood aside and looked at me with a sneer.

The black fat man looked at me in surprise and said with a smile:

"Oh, you're eating too vegetarian. I'll add some ingredients for you. It'll be great if you mix it like this."