He was so serious that one had to hesitate for a moment before even striking.
The teacher could not understand the emotions in Feng Nai’s eyes. She only sensed that she had overlooked a huge thing.
The Chiefs of No.1 Middle School and No.2 Middle School were giving a speech on the same stage.
Both of them weren’t people who could be pushed around. Would they really start fighting backstage?
By now, Mo Bei had also seen the person who had arrived.
Her dark eyes looked up, her cold and handsome face matching the hat with the rabbit ears.
Her gaze met Feng Nai’s just like that.
Out of all the teachers present, no one was calm deep down.
Although these two people had a different disposition, when they clashed, one felt clearly that two kings couldn’t exist in one place.
They wouldn’t really come to blows, would they?
The teachers’ suspended hearts clenched even tighter as Feng Nai walked towards Mo Bei.
“Feng Nai, your spot is this way.”
The teachers wanted to separate the two of them.
They hadn’t expected that Feng Nai would look away for a while and then say languidly, “I know. I just saw someone I know, so I’m going to say hi.”
You said the same thing when you guys had an arranged fight last time!
The teachers inhaled deeply. Five to six pairs of eyes looked over. Even though they were occupied with the work at hand, they had to pay attention. If something was amiss, they had to stop them.
“Because of you, I was nagged by the teacher for more than an hour.” This was the first thing Feng Nai said. Then, he reached out and tugged his collar again, his finely-chiseled face soaking in the sunlight. From this angle, the pit of his neck looked fair and deep. “The level of the resentment I feel is pretty high. What should I do…”
Mo Bei looked at the person who stood beside her, who was a head taller. She threw him a box of sweets with an aloof gaze and then focused back on her script. Her profile was still handsomely cold.
Lemon-flavored peppermint drops. She had originally used them to soothe her throat before she read her script.
When it came to dealing with this person, feeding him should do.
Feng Nai looked at the item in his hand, his thin lips curling for a second. Trouble Lin’s Little Brother seemed to have misunderstood something about him.
Did he think that just giving him food would lower his level of resentment?
Heh.
Never mind.
Considering that the other person was complying with the agreement so seriously, eating one wouldn’t harm him.
Feng Nai opened the box of candy, took one out, place it on his palm, and then put it in his mouth.
This sequence of actions made the teachers’ eyes widen.
Then, he put a hand in his pocket and said, as if this was a casual chat between friends, “Let me take a look at your script.”
Mo Bei handed one of the pages to him, her handsome face still turned.
Some of the teachers were so shocked that they’d forgotten about the work at hand.
Would anyone believe this?
The Chiefs of No.1 Middle School and No.2 Middle School had not gone head-to-head against each other upon meeting.
Instead, they were sharing a box of candy and looking at the same script.
Just like… Just like very close friends.
The two of them were friends?
How was that possible?
The students aside, even the teachers knew that Feng Nai’s identity was special and he detested people who wanted to use him to boost their popularity. Mo Nan had done just that.
Initially, the Chief of No.1 and the Chief of No.2 had been polar opposites.
Ever since that incident, the entire No.1 Middle School had wanted to teach Mo Nan a proper lesson when they saw him.
They had heard that Feng Nai could not be bothered and was merely annoyed.
Subsequently, after getting an injury on his face, he had added cornering Mo Nan to his agenda.
This also confirmed the rumors that the chiefs of No.1 Middle School and No.2 Middle School could not get along harmoniously and fought whenever they met.
Only a few days had passed, so why were they already getting along?