sinovels Chapter 1025 The Third Explosion
Chapter 1025 The Third Explosion
Chapter 1025 The First Explosion
The canteen, Zhang Chi's gravesite.
Lei Chi, a student from Yuzhou No. 3 Middle School, looked at the group of ruthless people at the table, his expression constantly changing.
He would never forget that just five minutes earlier, he had stepped into the cafeteria and seen several beautiful young women at table number 29.
He remembered what the seller had told him when he bought the table: "I drew an all-female table, and I'm reluctantly giving it to you."
Lei Chi was overjoyed, but then a short-haired woman reminded him that he had mistaken 29 for 26.
He's looking for the wrong person.
Then, he found the real table number 26.
Pang Jiao, holding chopsticks and a rice bowl, roared, "Zhang Chi is finally dead!"
Wang Yanyan's flounder-like eyes darted around as she half-covered her face: "Classmate, how much did you pay for your seat?"
Although Wang Yanyan is very ugly, she actually wore black stockings!
Lei Chi reluctantly replied, "20 yuan."
"Wow, my sister's value has actually increased!" Wang Yanyan was overjoyed, and this classmate was also very fit.
Zhang Yifei's gaze lingered on Lei Chi, her eyes filled with tenderness: "You're willing to go to such great lengths just to have a meal with us!"
Li Shengnan: "Hehe, I'll definitely help you bargain with Zhang Chi next time!"
Looking at the dinosaurs, for some reason, Lei Chi, who was usually strong, felt a sense of grief.
Wang Yanyan: "Jiaojiao, don't rush to eat. Didn't Qiangli tell you to take a picture of him and check in before each meal?"
As she spoke, Wang Yanyan used her chopsticks to put some food into the bowl: half a steamed bun, a few snow peas, and tomato and egg drop soup—it was all very healthy.
Pang Jiao took a photo and sent it to Qiang Li.
After reviewing it, Qiangli praised, "Following my perfect diet plan, you'll lose 8 pounds in a month without any problem."
Pang Jiao: "Really? (heart) (heart)"
Qiang Li felt like Pang Jiao was expressing her love to him through the screen.
However, when a person has lofty ideals in their heart, they are hard to be influenced. Their strong and powerful muscles contain their world of bodybuilding.
Qiang Li swore: "If you don't lose 8 pounds in a month, I'll let you punch me twice!"
Pang Jiao sent him three more hearts, then ate from Wang Yanyan's rice bowl and started eating from her basin again.
Lei Chi also started eating. Despite being in adversity, he remained resilient and unyielding.
To be fair, the food at No. 4 Middle School's cafeteria is really delicious; in comparison, No. 3 Middle School is rubbish.
Lei Chi was a top athlete at No. 3 Middle School and was quite good at grabbing food; he quickly filled his stomach.
He originally wanted to leave, but the cafeteria window said that since it was Qingming Festival, they had made a batch of qingtuan (green rice dumplings), brown sugar mugwort and egg soup, and fried chicken legs.
Lei Chi has spent money and suffered, so he definitely wants to finish the experience.
While waiting, Lei Chi took out a hand gripper from his bag and started to work out by pinching the gripper repeatedly.
Upon seeing this, Wang Yanyan started a conversation: "The sports meet is at the end of this month, Jiaojiao, you should eat more. You're the leader of our shot put team."
Pang Jiao stuffed a large steamed bun into her mouth: "Hooray!"
Lei Chi couldn't help but say, "This event involves three districts. The sports strength of No. 4 Middle School isn't that strong, is it?"
Some time ago, as the captain of the volleyball team of Yuzhou No. 3 Middle School, he easily defeated No. 4 Middle School and humiliated them severely.
Lei Chi was exercising with a hand gripper.
Wang Yanyan: "You really enjoy exercising?"
When asked about his strengths, Lei Chi proudly replied, "Just average."
Wang Yanyan: "Everyone is just average in front of Jiaojiao, including the boys on the sports team!"
Lei Chi was displeased. "I'm being modest, but you're putting on airs."
Lei Chi placed the hand gripper on the dining table: "This hand gripper is 60kg, so the force should be 60kg. I can easily do 20 reps!"
Pang Jiao stuffed all the large steamed buns into her gaping maw and then grabbed the hand gripper.
When Lei Chi saw her begin the test, he suddenly said, "There are seven others as strong as me, and we are collectively known as the Eight Vajras."
Lei Chi no longer wanted to hide anything, and he proclaimed the battle cry: "Twenty days from now, the names of our Eight Great Vajras will trample the Fourth Middle School. We come from…"
Then he saw that Pang Jiao's thick, hoof-like hand had wrapped around the hand gripper, and the black hairs on her fingers stood up like Saiyan hair.
The Saiyan's hand tightened suddenly, and with a metallic "crackling" sound, the scattered parts fell from Pang Jiao's hand.
She actually crushed the hand gripper by squeezing it!
Lei Chi was stunned. "Is he even human?"
Pang Jiao looked up: "Hehe, where are you from?"
Lei Chi stammered, "I...I come from afar..."
He began to sing: "Guests from afar, please stay!"
……
Class 8, the long corridor.
Everyone was admiring the stunning Yun Tingting downstairs.
"Yin Yu? Holy crap! Weren't you dead?" Cui Yu exclaimed dramatically.
Even though Yin Yuhan was quite composed, she laughed in anger at this moment: "Yes, I'm dead, and I'm a female ghost now."
Cui Yu called out to his friends, "Great! There's a female ghost!"
"What's it like to be a female ghost? Let's all lend a hand."
"Hahaha."
A burst of laughter came from the surrounding area, but everyone was just joking around.
Xiao Shaoxiong held his brand-new Samsung S6, wishing he could stick the phone to his face and show it off everywhere.
These days, Huawei hasn't risen to prominence yet, and Samsung is synonymous with high-end, capable of competing with Apple.
Ma Shicheng, who usually pays close attention to mobile phones, asked in surprise, "Is this the S6 edge version? You got it already?"
Dong Qingfeng, who was standing next to him, said, "It seems that Samsung's sales date was brought forward this year. He probably bought it from a scalper."
Xiao Shaoxiong was surprised. Their guess was quite accurate. He did indeed buy it from a scalper, paying extra just to show off at No. 4 Middle School.
Ma Shicheng's review: "The dual-curved screen and metal-glass body are truly impressive; the texture is unmatched."
Dong Qingfeng: "The memory is also 3G, UFS 2.0 flash storage, and the processor is Samsung's own."
Xiao Shaoxiong felt incredibly pleased as he listened to their comments, as if he had rediscovered the glory he had enjoyed at the town's high school.
He held his phone horizontally and took a picture of Yun Tingting's shapely buttocks and back view downstairs.
Just then, Yun Tingting turned around, and Xiao Shaoxiong captured the moment.
Under the rosy glow of the sunset, Yun Tingting was stunningly beautiful.
At that moment, Xiao Shaoxiong realized he had fallen in love with this flirtatious girl.
Love should be expressed loudly. Xiao Shaoxiong, his heart pounding, shouted, "Yun Tingting, will you be my girlfriend? I can use my S6 to take ten thousand beautiful photos of you!"
The students around him were dumbfounded, staring at him, unable to tell whether he was being sincere or just being awkward.
Yun Tingting, a seasoned veteran, responded with a charming laugh: "Thank you for your confession, thank you for appearing in the darkest time of my life!"
At first glance, Xiao Shaoxiong thought she had agreed, and he was pleasantly surprised, as if he had been struck by happiness.
"Really? Really?" he kept asking.
Ma Shicheng: "Longlong, translate for him."
Wang Longlong: "Yun Tingting means that she must be blind to have fallen for you."
Xiao Shaoxiong: "Huh?"
"Thank you, Wang Longlong." Yun Tingting wiggled her hips and continued playing badminton.
Wang Longlong: "You're welcome."
Poor Xiao Shaoxiong was played for a fool.
But it doesn't matter, there's still the brand new Samsung S6 edge to soothe his wounded heart.
He continued showing off his new phone, and Hu Jun walked along the east corridor, overhearing his words.
Hu Jun enjoys playing with other people's things, so he took the opportunity to say, "Brother Xiong, can I try it out?"
Xiao Shaoxiong was caught between feeling rejected and feeling like he was showing off. Could he still refuse?
So he generously handed over the phone: "Here you go."
Hu Jun rubbed his hands together and then grasped the beautifully curved waistline of the new phone.
"Hiss, this feels so good!" Hu Jun squinted his eyes.
Seeing Hu Jun's blissful expression, Xiao Shaoxiong felt a sense of satisfaction from having his creations recognized by others, and he felt good too.
Hu Jun played around with it for a while, then looked at Xiao Shaoxiong and tentatively said, "Brother Xiong, it was so good, but not good enough!"
"Can I take off the condom?"
Xiao Shaoxiong was taken aback and somewhat unwilling, but everyone around him was watching.
Not allowing him to pick them? Wouldn't that make him seem narrow-minded?
Xiao Shaoxiong pinched his nose and said, "Are your hands clean?"
Hu Jun: "Clean, clean."
Then he took off the phone case and, with his greasy hands, caressed the new phone, savoring the wonderful feeling.
Why did Xiao Shaoxiong regret his actions after witnessing them so violently?