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n77 I’m the One Making Things Difficult For Them

nAfter hearing Fatty Chu’s words, Ye Feng frowned. “Alright, I understand. I’ll go back to school now.”

nAfter hanging up the phone, he quickly smiled apologetically at Hu Donghai. “Principal, I have to hurry back to school. If I don’t go back now, I’ll be treated as a classic case.”

nHu Donghai nodded to show his understanding. “Then you should go back first. Be careful on the road.”

nYe Feng was about to turn around and leave.

nAt this moment, Hu Donghai suddenly called out to him, “By the way, I still don’t know your name.”

nYe Feng hurriedly replied, “My name is Ye Feng.”

nHu Donghai repeated the name twice in his mind and remembered it. “Let’s exchange contact information. If you have any difficulties, remember to call me.”

nYe Feng did not think too much about it. He immediately exchanged contact information with him.

nThen, he left in a hurry.

nWhen he arrived at the school, it was the break time.

nThe moment Ye Feng entered the classroom, Fatty Chu came up to him eagerly.

n“Brother Feng that Du Ming is the Discipline Department Head of the Student Union. This time, he caught your weakness, so don’t go hard on him. At most, let him vent his anger. Who knows, it might just be over.”

nYe Feng was about to reply.

nAt this moment, he suddenly heard someone calling him from the door. “Ye Feng, come to the Student Union Building.”

nYe Feng turned around and looked at that person. He revealed a cold smile on his face.

nDu Ming had probably arranged for someone to wait for him near the classroom. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be such a coincidence.

nHe had just entered the classroom, and the other party just happened to come over?

nSince the other party wanted to get rid of Ye Feng, he had no reason to retreat.

nYe Feng immediately turned around and walked out of the classroom.

nFatty Chu was afraid that he would act rashly, so he hurriedly followed.

nSeeing this, the other students in the classroom also wanted to join in the fun.

nWhen Ye Feng arrived at the Student Union, he saw a few people sitting in the room.

nThere were both men and women, and everyone had a very serious expression.

nFatty Chu hurriedly pointed to a bespectacled boy sitting in the middle and introduced him in a low voice, “That’s Du Ming.”

nYe Feng looked in the direction he was pointing at.

nHe saw that Du Ming looked like a refined and cultured person. One look and he could tell that he was the kind of good student that the teachers liked.

nHowever, wasn’t his heart a little too small?

n“We’re looking for Ye Feng. The rest of you, leave.”

nDu Ming chased Fatty Chu and the others out of the room before turning to look at Ye Feng. “You are Ye Feng?”

nYe Feng pulled a chair over and sat down. “Why ask when you already know the answer?”

nDu Ming saw how arrogant he was and slammed the table. “Did I let you sit?”

nYe Feng looked at him calmly. “Are you interrogating a criminal? Even if you’re interrogating a criminal, shouldn’t you let the criminal sit down before interrogating him?”

nDu Ming’s expression turned cold. “Ye Feng, I think you still haven’t realized your mistake.”

nYe Feng sniffed nonchalantly. “What mistake did I make?”

nDu Ming slammed a notebook on the table. “You’ve been skipping classes for so many days. This is a very bad influence. Do you still want to deny it?”

nYe Feng chuckled. “Who hasn’t skipped class? You’ve never been absent? Or had they never been absent? Do you guys dare to check the records?”

nThe few people who were sitting with Du Ming didn’t look too good.

nHow many people in university didn’t skip classes?

nIn particular, for many boring classes, they would find excuses to say that the Student Union had something to do, and most of them would not attend.

nIf they really wanted to argue, each of them really had a record of skipping class.

nFatty Chu and the others, who were watching the show from the entrance, were all cheering in satisfaction.

nUsually, this bunch of people from the Student Union would always show off in front of them.

nHowever, not many people dared to retort.

nToday, Ye Feng had helped them vent their anger.

nDu Ming saw that his momentum had been suppressed, so he slammed the table again. “Can you compare to us? We’re busy with the Student Union’s work and serving our classmates. How can that be called skipping class?”

nYe Feng nodded in agreement. “Well said, but how do you know that I’m not serving my classmates?”

nDu Ming sneered. “Then tell me, how did you serve your classmates?”

nYe Feng said with a serious expression, “I have a quirk. If the class time is too long, I get irritated easily. When I get annoyed, I want to beat people up. So, for the safety of my classmates, I don’t come to class. Don’t you think I’m great?”

n“Pfft, hahahaha!” Fatty Chu and the others couldn’t help but laugh out loud when they heard this.

nEveryone could tell that Ye Feng was talking nonsense.

nHowever, it felt so good to hear it.

nEven the few members of the Student Union couldn’t help but laugh, but they quickly held it in.

nDu Ming’s face was frighteningly dark. “Ye Feng, I’m telling you this for your own good. If you still have this attitude, I can only apply to the school to give you a demerit.”

nThe faces of Fatty Chu and the others changed drastically upon hearing this.

nWasn’t this Du Ming a little too ruthless?

nDidn’t he just skip a few classes? As for demerit points?

nThis would be recorded in the file, and it would affect his job-seeking after graduation.

nHe was trying to ruin Ye Feng’s future.

nOf course, with Ye Feng’s current wealth, he did not care about this file.

nJust the sinister intentions of this person alone made them tremble in fear.

nDu Ming looked at Ye Feng smugly.

nKid, you still want to fight with me?

nAre you afraid?

nYe Feng laughed in disdain, he was about to speak.

nAt this moment, Shen Baitian walked in angrily. “Du Ming, what are you trying to do?”

nWhen Du Ming saw her, he hurriedly stood up and smiled. “President Shen, what are you doing here?”

nShen Baitian glared at him with hatred.

nThen, she turned around and looked at Ye Feng nervously. “Did they make things difficult for you?”

nYe Feng gave her a comforting look. “No, I’m the one who’s making things difficult for them.”

nShen Baitian glared at him in annoyance. “What time is it? You’re still not being serious.”

nAlthough it was the same stare, the two glares had completely different meanings.

nMoreover, the tone of their conversation was very intimate.

nIn the ears of the people present, it sounded like a conversation between a couple.

nIt seemed that the rumors about the two of them being in a relationship were not baseless.

nWhen Du Ming saw this, his expression darkened.

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