Translator: Kitty G.
Zhao Qiang's grudge had not yet been resolved. He didn't know who it was that yelled earlier, saying that the Dean had returned with delicious food. After the boys had rushed to the classroom, the Dean was nowhere in sight. Zhao Qiang's stomach was left empty, while his heart was filled with indignation. He felt unable to breathe as he angrily faced the beautiful girl before him.
He glared at Wu Anan, "Even if you starve us to death, our team won't perish."
Becauseof her beautiful face, Wu Anan often had her way when she gets in line. Boys her age were willing to give their spot in the cafeteria line to this goddess if she ever asked for it. Over the past two years, Wu Anan's willful disposition was becoming more apparent. As she faced Zhao Qiang's insolence, she arrogantly ordered, "Zhao Qiang, get in line!"
Zhao Qiang refused to give in. Wu Anan may be beautiful, but beauty can't fill a stomach. Once he becomes hungry, he cares about nothing else–all he wants is something to eat. While Wu Anan continued to scold, he merely regarded her yelling as meaningless noise. The chubby boy continued to hold out his lunch box under the canteen's window sill.
Wu Anan saw that the bully stood firm in his spot. The clamor in the cafeteria's line was getting worse while the window was still blocked. The girl's anger rose to another level and she furiously yelled, "Zhao Qiang, you are shameless! Do you know what consequences you'll bring if you keep us all waiting?"
Hearing her sincere warning, Zhao Qiang suddenly looked behind her to see a large number of enemies waiting in line. A guilty feeling suddenly pierced his conscience.
Lin Xin didn't want to fan the flames and argue. She was also hungry and meal time was limited. Zhao Qiang finally relinquished his spot. At this time, Lin Xin took over, quickly presented her lunchbox at the windowsill, and loudly yelled at the canteen lady, "I want that piece of fat meat on the right side. Exactly, that's the one."
The girl's loud voice suddenly caught Zhao Qiang's attention. Why does she sound so familiar?Wasn't that the voice similar to the one that shouted 'the Dean is back' ? No wait, it is her!
Zhao Qiang was very sure that Lin Xin was the culprit. He shoved his lunch box to the brother behind him, pulled up his sleeves, then pointed angrily at Lin Xin while accusing, "You were the one who lied to me!"
Perhaps because she had transmigrated into a novel with a malnourished body, Lin Xin had become dearly attached to meat and rice. To put it simply, she had become a glutton. As she eagerly pointed to the piece of fat meat, the boy glared at her with piercing eyes, as if eager to swallow her alive.
No matter how fiercely the boy challenged, he was still a child in her eyes. It was pointless for an adult to argue with children. Lin Xin took her full lunchbox and stepped forward. She asked slowly, word for word, "Are you talking to me?"
For a moment, Zhao Qiang sensed Lin Xin's mocking attitude, as if it was a waste of her time to stoop down to his level. He was definitely offended. In this case, Zhao Qiang's reaction was to be expected–Lin Xin's present body was half-a-head shorter than his while her hair was thin and discolored. Since she looks so pitiful, what right does she have to look down on others?
You obviously can't compare with me, and yet you dare to look down on me! Why wouldn't I be angry? And yet you're the one who's 'making me the bad guy' here. Shouldn't I seek justice?!
Zhao Qiang jumped in front of her and accused, "Yes, it was you!"
"Oh? What did I do?" Lin Xin asked in a low voice. She didn't expect Zhao Qiang to recognize her voice from that time.
Zhao Qiang stepped forward indignantly and yelled, "What did you do?! Obviously it was you who shouted false news earlier in the backyard!"
Lin Xin stepped aside and replied in an innocent, crisp voice, "Shouting? What do you mean?"
Zhao Qiang never doubted his own hearing. He reached out to grab Lin Xin's shoulder, to which the girl responded by taking a step back. Unfortunately, her back hit the wall, leaving her nowhere to escape. Seeing Zhao Qiang approach her, she bent her waist and slid towards his armpit, escaping his attack like a slippery loach. As she held her lunchbox securely, Lin Xin utilized a unique footwork, using three steps to distance herself five meters away from him. All of this happened in a blink of an eye. Soon she stood by the doorway. The corner of lips lifted up to reveal an arrogant smile. This was an expression she often had in her previous life, which she unconsciously showed today.