"Chi Shi!"
Unintentional words from the speaker, intentional meaning for the listener.
Zhang Ningzhi heard this and thought about it carefully, feeling that Zeng You was right; the group leader only knew how to spread rumors.
Hmph!
"Group leader, don't secretly badmouth people."
Li Hua was baffled, "???"
"No, you can't even talk about it?" He was a bit speechless, "So underhanded, defending to this extent."
Zhang Ningzhi puffed up with anger: "...."
On the other side.
Sun Zhicheng wore a school uniform, holding a bun in his hand, explaining to the crowd of onlooking boys.
"This is a stress-relief bun; squeeze it, and it flattens. Don't worry, it will slowly return to its original shape."
"More real than a real bun, haven't seen one before, have you?"
"And it's colorless and tasteless."
Lin Dong glanced over, offering a flattering exclamation, "Indeed, I'd buy it for three dollars."
