There are two classes in the afternoon.

After Murong Ye, the practitioner who threw the eggs was carried to the infirmary by two classmates.

They were willing to carry it, not because they were kind, but because the classmate who threw the egg gave them enough hard work.

The student who threw the egg felt that if he didn't go to the infirmary, his life might really end.

The second class was animal cell biology. The female teacher walked into the classroom wearing glasses and plain clothes. Suddenly she frowned, the tip of her nose moved, and she smelled the smell of blood in the air.

She glanced around and saw the pool of blood on the ground behind her.

Walking to the back two rows, the female teacher asked: "Which one of you is injured?"

No one answered.

All the students looked to the side.

Make-up, make-up, fight the landlords.

The teacher had no way to deal with these problem children. He sighed, returned to the desk, and weakly said two words: "Class."

As the teaching work progressed, no one below listened to her lectures, and no one even looked in her direction.

But the teacher still suppressed the sadness in his heart and kept talking to himself.

Regardless of whether anyone is listening or not, whether anyone can understand or not, she always maintains her own rhythm until the bell rings.

get out of class ends at six o'clock, and most students will go straight to the cafeteria.

The college is divided into five campuses according to grades. People in the campus usually do not rush around. Only during meal times, there will be brief negotiations between different campuses in the cafeteria.

There are no grades in the cafeteria to serve meals. Students line up normally. However, if senior students come, the lower students will automatically give way. If there are students from Class A, students from other classes will also have to let them go first. This

It has become an unspoken rule that everyone in the college agrees with.

The time of Class A students is extremely precious, and many students take the initiative to line up in advance to prepare meals for Class A students, hoping to curry favor with them in this way.

The resources of Class A are better than those of other classes. If you build a good relationship with them, become someone's younger brother, or join a certain force, you can get a lot of benefits.

The people in dormitory 210 were each holding a plate and standing in front of a window.

They were very lucky, the queue was not long, Nian Shuo was at the front, and there were only two people in front of him.

After the first two people finished playing, Nian Shuo was about to hand the plate into the window.

At this moment, there was an exclamation from the door of the cafeteria, and then the exclamation came towards them like a wave.

Wang Xingrui and others followed the voice and saw that it was the vice president of the student union, Situ Che, the host at the previous orientation ceremony.

As soon as he entered the cafeteria, he became the center of attention. Many men and women gathered around him, and many people took pictures of him with their mobile phones.

Standing among the crowd, he is not particularly tall at 1.8 meters, but with his blond hair and his finely carved face, he stands out from the crowd and is particularly conspicuous.

Situ Che smiled and waved to everyone in front of him, and his behavior and conversation made people feel like they were in the spring breeze.

Suddenly, he walked towards Wang Xingrui, and the huge crowd moved around him.

Wang Xingrui consciously stepped aside and allowed Situ Che to line up in front of him.

"Thank you." Situ Che smiled gently at him.

Wang Xingrui said nothing.

There were seven people from dormitory 210 lined up in front.

Six of them also voluntarily gave way. Only Nian Shuo, who was at the front, stood still. It seemed that he had no intention of giving up his seat.

Situ Che said nothing and stood behind Nian Shuo.

He didn't speak, but the admirers of Situ Che around him couldn't help it.

A girl frowned and said, "Hey, get out of the way, don't you know who this person is?"

Nian Shuo stood there and looked inside through the window where he was cooking. For a long time, he was not sure what dish he wanted to cook.

"Young man, if you haven't decided what you want, you can go and think about it first. Then come back when you've thought about it. There are people waiting behind you." The aunt serving the rice also said to Nian Shuo.

"I want a piece of sweet and sour pork, an orange, a little broccoli, some tomatoes and eggs, and I want two biscuits and a steamed bun."

After the aunt in the cafeteria served the dishes, she handed the plates back to Nian Shuo, who put his residence card on the card reader in front of the window.

There was a beep.

After swiping his card, he did not leave. Instead, he turned around and asked Liu Ming, Gao Xing and others: "What are you eating? I'll treat you."

This was because he made it clear that he did not want Situ Che to jump in line.

Several people in dormitory 210 glanced at Situ Che subconsciously.

The other party is not only from Class A, but also a sophomore, the vice president of the student union, and a fan support group. Nian Shuo dares to offend him, but they don't have the courage.

None of them dared to speak.

Situ Che had a smile on his face and his expression remained the same. He suddenly turned around and said to them with an apology on his face: "Sorry, it's my problem for jumping in line. Let's do this. I'll treat you to whatever you want to eat."

The people in dormitory 210 were in a dilemma for a while. Now it was definitely not just about getting food, but also about choosing which team to stand on.

Both sides say they want a treat, but whichever side you choose will definitely offend the other side.

Situ Che is a sophomore at the A2 level, but Nian Shuo is their dormitory president, so whoever he chooses will surely die.

Chen Xing took the lead and said: "I'm suddenly not hungry anymore. You guys choose first."

Fang Yu and a few others also seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. They looked at each other: "We are not hungry anymore."

Several people stepped aside.

Only Wang Xingrui and Liu Ming were left in the team who had not yet made a decision.

Liu Ming smiled naively and said: "Chief, I want to be like you."

Nian Shuo smiled and said, "Okay, where are you, Xingrui?"

Nian Shuo looked at Wang Xingrui.

Wang Xingrui raised his head and asked Situ Che in front: "What are you eating?"

It is better to offend a dormitory president than to offend a vice-chairman. Wang Xingrui's special status does not want to attract too much attention, and his move can be regarded as giving Situ Che a step up, so that everyone in dormitory 210 will not be on Situ Che's blacklist.

But when he asked this question, Nian Shuo's face suddenly darkened.

Situ Che looked at Wang Xingrui, who looked directly into his eyes without dodge. Situ Che's smile became even brighter.

“How about braised pork?”

"Can."

The girls around looked at Wang Xingrui with envy. Many people wanted to invite President Situ to dinner but never got the chance. Unexpectedly, this huge advantage was actually taken by a freshman.

A girl couldn't suppress the jealousy in her heart and shouted at him: "Come out! You are from Class E, why should you let Senior Situ treat you to dinner?"

Where there is a beginning, there is a second and a third.

Suddenly, a water bottle flew out of nowhere and hit him on the head.

Then came chopsticks, plates, and unfinished leftover rice.

Situ Che did not help Wang Xingrui resist, nor did he persuade the surrounding students to stop.

After Nian Shuo helped Liu Ming prepare the meal, he turned around and left with Liu Ming. When he passed by Wang Xingrui, he didn't look at him again. Instead, he yelled at those who threw things: "Get out of here."

open!"

With an angry roar and a harsh tone, the people around him looked at Nian Shuo's cold eyes and instantly regained their senses and immediately moved out of the way.

A person who dares to confront Situ Che, no one is sure what else he will do?

And although they can tell from the badge that Nian Shuo is from Class E, they don't know what kind of incarnation Nian Shuo is. There are some special types, such as poisonous ones and electrified ones. Their attacks are hard to guard against and can always arouse

The fear deep in human memory.

Although they admired Situ Che, they were not willing to risk their lives for him.

Situ Che came to Wang Xingrui with two plates of rice.

Wang Xingrui took his share, and Situ Che said again: "Let's do it together."

Situ Che's invitation once again aroused a wave of hatred for Wang Xingrui.

Wang Xingrui felt a chill down his spine.

His brother told him that this feeling... was murderous intent.

Situ Che did it on purpose to arouse so much murderous intent in him with one sentence.

"Where to eat?" Wang Xingrui asked.

"Go to a quiet place."

Wang Xingrui said: "The plates cannot be taken out of the cafeteria."

Situ Che smiled gently and said, "There are exceptions to everything."

Just when Wang Xingrui wanted to refuse, the wristband happened to release an electric current.

Wang Xingrui lowered his head, speechless, clenched his fists on his legs, and after thirty seconds, his expression softened slightly.

Situ Che saw that Wang Xingrui had been silent, so he took the initiative to ask, with a hint of toughness in his seemingly gentlemanly expression: "Are you rejecting me?"

As soon as this statement came out, more and more malice was projected on Wang Xingrui.

Wang Xingrui thought to himself that if he answered 'yes' now, he would probably be cut into pieces by Situ Che's admirers.

So he picked up the plate and said, "Let's go, I'll accompany you wherever you want to go."

Outside the cafeteria, a pair of huge fleshy wings stretched out from Situ Che's back. He approached Wang Xingrui, dragging the dinner plate with his right hand, and wrapped his arms around Wang Xingrui's waist with his left hand.

Wang Xingrui frowned.

Is this... differentiation?

Situ Che is from the flying department.
To be continued...