Zhao Fanxiang was swept away by Fang Cheng's cold gaze, and his heart suddenly felt cold. He didn't say more, but the other party in his heart became increasingly dissatisfied.

"Let's go, go to have a meal."

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Lin Nuannuan quickly grabbed Fang Cheng's sleeve while holding Zhao Fanxiang's arm and dragged the two of them to the cafeteria.

My best friend had arguing with someone she liked, and she didn't know where to help.

Lin Nuannuan's little head was full of entanglement.

…………

In the cafeteria.

After the martial arts competition, many people came straight to the cafeteria.

After all, no matter how unhappy I feel, no matter how much I feel, I feel disappointed in the outcome of the game, I have to have a meal.

The cafeteria is crowded with people, and finding a seat is not easy. Lin Nuannuan and two of them are around the dining table area of ​​the cafeteria.

"Oh! There is a place here."

Lin Nuannuan's eyes lit up. Just as she was about to seize the position, she saw a few boys coming over and put the plate on.

A hint of pity flashed across her eyes, and she turned her head to search again.

Finally, in a corner, Lin Nuannuan found an empty seat, walked over happily, and supported one hand on the table.

"Chengcheng, what do you want to eat? I'll go and call you, you take up the position."

Hearing Lin Nuannuan's words, Fang Cheng smiled. No matter how unhappy he was, he had to take good care of his friends' ideas.

After all, Lin Nuannuan often comes to him during this period.

"Okay, just mix meat and vegetables. I have nothing to avoid." Fang Cheng nodded and sat down.

Lin Nuannuan pulled her best friend Zhao Fanxiang to queue up for dinner.

"Fanxiang, don't be unhappy." Lin Nuannuan comforted clumsyly.

Zhao Fanxiang sighed sadly. She didn't think so, but she just couldn't overcome this hurdle in her heart.

Under Lin Nuannuan's cute expression, Zhao Fanxiang forced out a smile and said, "It's okay Nuannuan, I just think it's a pity."

Lin Nuannuan didn't know what to say, so she had to respond: "Yeah..."

She was embarrassed when she was stuck in the middle.

Fang Cheng is right. It is his freedom to not participate in the competition.

Zhao Fanxiang was not wrong. She felt sorry for Fang Cheng's strength and was disappointed with the achievements of Yunda Martial Arts Society.

Zhao Fanxiang complained again: "Can you take care of your Fang Cheng and let him participate in the competition?"

"Ah, what's my family's..." Lin Nuannuan's beautiful eyes froze and she said shyly.

"Don't be embarrassed and persuade Fang Cheng that if he participates in the competition, our Yunda will definitely win to the end. At least we won't be like today. We will not be successful at all and will be defeated!"

Lin Nuannuan is waiting for explanation.

An angry voice came from the side: "What did you say!"

Lin Nuannuan and Zhao Fanxiang looked at the source of the sound, which was Chen Wenting and Chu Zhongyuan, and the two of them lined up to prepare for dinner.

Zhao Fanxiang sneered: "What are you talking about? Are you still in the mood to have a meal?"

"What's your business?" Chen Wenting condemned. Zhao Fanxiang's words were too harsh. Even though she was well-educated and good at hiding her emotions, she felt angry.

Chu Zhongyuan waved his hand aside, saying as if tolerant and generously: "Hi, don't pay attention to such people."

Lin Nuannuan's mouth twitched, and she pulled Zhao Fanxiang and told her not to quarrel.

But Zhao Fanxiang, who was already angry, could not control her body and said loudly:

"Why? I lost so badly, can you not say so?"

"Who doesn't let you say it, but are you talking normally?"

Zhao Fanxiang shook her head and said, "I just said, "What? Do you still want to hit me?"

Anger flashed in Chen Wenting's eyes, and she was about to speak.

Chu Zhongyuan hugged her and said, "Okay, okay, don't argue anymore. Can you listen to me?"

The students who were queuing for dinner around also saw this scene and recognized Chu Zhongyuan and his girlfriend. Some of them simply stopped queuing up and watched the fun with interest.

Three beautiful beauties, and one martial arts club leader who just lost the game.

Is it jealous?

The noisy cafeteria became a little quiet, and many eyes fell on the four people. Of course, most of the boys looked at Lin Nuannuan.

And the girls all looked at Chu Zhongyuan.

Chu Zhongyuan took a breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Didn't you have Fang Chengzai just now? We can win with Yunda. Is it true that we win?"

Although he had no impression of the name of the party, he could hear Zhao Fanxiang clearly, and it was this name.

Zhao Fanxiang narrowed her eyes, not knowing what Chu Zhongyuan wanted to say, so she nodded.

"good!"

Chu Zhongyuan shouted lightly, scaring Zhao Fanxiang and Lin Nuannuan beside him trembled, and the crowd watching the fun was also watching with relish.

Is this going to fight?

Some people looked at each other with concern and confusion.

"Since you said that, let Fang Cheng play tomorrow's game! Our martial arts club has two people, Fang Cheng is the last one to play. I can make the decision to agree to this matter."

"But you have to think about it. If Fang Cheng loses the game because of this, haha."

Chu Zhongyuan's eyes were flashing with anger, Fang Cheng?

A person who has never heard of it.

Especially Zhao Fanxiang's words made him even more angry.

At this time, he was watched by so many people and quarreled with a girl. Regardless of the reason, he was very embarrassed. He did not continue to speak, but just waited quietly for a reply.

"..." Zhao Fanxiang lowered her head, silently without responding.

She was very sure that if Fang Cheng went on the court, it would be not difficult for him to win with the martial arts club.

But she was not someone from Fang Cheng, so how could she agree to him?

If you agree, Fang Cheng will not participate in the competition tomorrow.

Who should I blame this? It must be blamed on her.

Zhao Fanxiang looked at Lin Nuannuan, and Lin Nuannuan was stunned, and her thoughts flashed.

"Why are you not talking anymore? Are you revealing your stuff? Blowing at such a singularity." Chen Wenting sneered and mocked.

Fang Cheng?

Her boyfriend Chu Zhongyuan didn't know, but she was impressed.

Isn’t it the one who asked me for a number at the beginning of school and drove another cool supercar?

So what if you drive a sports car and be a second-generation? Can you block your boyfriend Chu Zhongyuan's punch?

When the freshman year started, Fang Cheng didn't even come to select the martial arts club, so it was obvious that he was not a martial arts practitioner. Even if he had money, these had nothing to do with martial arts.

Practicing martial arts has never been achieved by a strong economy, it depends on talent!

Zhao Fanxiang's face became even more ugly. She was also nervous when she was watched by so many people. When she heard Chen Wenting's sarcasm, she begged to look at Lin Nuannuan.

Promise, Nuannuan.

Zhao Fanxiang silently thought to herself that she did not ask Lin Nuannuan for any reason, but just looked at her best friend with anticipation.

She didn't want to force Nuannuan, but she really wanted to agree.

Let the martial arts club, a group of people with low expectations, take a look at Fang Cheng's strength!

Let the students of Yunda take a look at our Yunda’s majesty!

Lin Nuannuan felt soft and wanted to agree.

She didn't know why she wanted to take the initiative, she and Fang Cheng were just friends.

But... but she always felt that she should be different in Fang Cheng's heart.

Lin Nuannuan also had small thoughts in her heart.

What kind of righteousness, responsibility, and honor have nothing to do with her, and she is too lazy to think about it.

Lin Nuannuan just simply wanted to know if Fang Cheng would participate in tomorrow's martial arts competition for her. Zhao Fanxiang simply wanted to add honor to Yunda.

One is for the public and the other is for the private, and it is the same.

She was struggling, it was not good to make decisions without permission. Her little head was drooping and she was about to walk away silently.

"OK."
To be continued...