Cheng Anlang imagined it based on the characters in the movies and TV shows he had seen before.
Perhaps it's just a polite gesture...
If there's anything he doesn't understand, he can just ask Teacher Lu; there's no need for Zhang Mingyu at all...
Yes, he was just being polite.
Then, after a round of polite refusals, everyone is happy.
Is this how it's done...?
Cheng Anlang's eyes flickered slightly, and he said dryly, "No, no need... I'm fine, there's... no problem..."
Zhang Mingyu smiled and said, "Then you can come to me anytime you have any questions."
"Okay...okay..."
Cheng Anlang, Zhang Mingyu, and Xigua had almost finished eating, while Cheng Dahua kept huffing and puffing as she picked up food.
Zhang Mingyu asked in surprise, "Da Hua has a good appetite."
Cheng Anlang said awkwardly, "It's...it's alright..."
Everyone except Da Hua finished eating...
It's getting late, shouldn't we go now...?
Was it him who said it, or Zhang Mingyu who said it...?
Cheng Anlang glanced at Zhang Mingyu, who was engrossed in watching Cheng Dahua and showed no intention of finishing his meal and leaving.
Is it difficult for Zhang Mingyu to say this directly?
After all, Cheng Dahua hadn't finished eating.
But Cheng Dahua never finished eating...
Cheng Anlang pondered inwardly.
He had never eaten with anyone before and didn't know how others could naturally end a meal and leave.
Should we just say it directly?
Cheng Anlang gripped the edge of the table and said, "Shouldn't we... go?"
Zhang Mingyu: "Let's go? Da Hua hasn't finished eating yet."
Cheng Anlang: "...It never finishes eating."
Cheng Dahua let out a loud yelp and swallowed the last piece of tuna.
Cheng Anlang turned his head and glared at it inwardly: Stop eating!
"Awooooo!"
Knowing that they were about to leave, Cheng Dahua ate even faster and more roughly, her mouth practically watering!
The table rattled loudly under Cheng Dahua's movements, and Xigua felt his claws trembling as the plates collided with a series of crisp sounds.
Finally, just as Cheng Dahua opened her mouth and swallowed the plate and meat whole, Cheng Anlang grabbed her head and pressed it down.
"Stop eating!"
"Aww..."
Chapter 11, Section 11: Registration
Cheng Anlang carried the packed items and hugged Cheng Dahua as they walked towards the dormitory.
As Cheng Dahua was leaving, taking advantage of Cheng Anlang's busy packing, she opened and closed her mouth at the same time, covering all six plates. She swallowed all the fish and meat, licking the plates until they were shiny and clean, leaving not a single crumb.
Cheng Anlang has lost all face, even if he had ten.
Zhang Mingyu ordered some more cured meat for him to take away...
"Sigh, Big Flower..." Cheng Anlang sighed as he looked at the twinkling stars in the night sky.
It's all my fault for not having enough money...
And Zhang Mingyu...
Zhang Mingyu...
...
"Holy crap! What's going on with the floor in the combat zone?!"
"How did it get like this! So many craters!"
"What on earth happened?!"
Cheng Anlang stood behind the bustling crowd and peered into the adjacent combat zone.
The school's maintenance department sent people over overnight to handle the situation, but the combat zone floor is made of a special material and is severely damaged, so it cannot be replaced in a day or two. The only option is to open the backup combat zone for the students next door to use temporarily.
The teachers are communicating with the students. The school does not intend to disclose the Zerg information to the students and has covered it up with the excuse of an operational error.
Cheng Anlang glanced at it and then returned to his own combat zone.