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Chapter 473: When rivals meet, they become extra jealous

Each face had a different expression, but they were all smiling. Click on any of the faces, and you can read the story behind the smile.

It was only when the moon was at its zenith that he finally managed to calm his thoughts and drift off to sleep.

Zhang Yan, who was having breakfast in the canteen, received a long-awaited phone call from Feng Yiping, and was a little excited. \'Come over today. Okay, meet me at the department store at noon!\'

Feng Yiping, on the other end of the line, had been worried. He longed to see Zhang Yan, but at the same time, he was afraid to see her. Hearing this response, he was a little overjoyed, and his appetite returned.

He lifted the milk and gulped down most of the glass in one go. \'Sis, why aren\'t you ready yet? I\'m starving!\'

\'Didn\'t you have a late night snack at Da Guan\'s last night? You\'re just being greedy!\' Feng Yuxuan came out with a few plates, including golden-brown fried bread, home-cured Chinese sausage, eggs, chicken breast, lettuce, and peanut butter. \'Help yourself,\'

\'You don\'t know, it seems that the fuller you eat at night, the hungrier you get in the morning,\' Feng Yiping took double helpings of everything and made himself a luxurious version of a sandwich, as thick as a Big Mac, and took a third of it in one bite.

\'Look at which classmates I don\'t care about, but I\'ll tell you, Jingping is a good girl, you must get along well, don\'t mess around!\' Feng Yuxuan saw that his younger brother loved it, so he made a few and put them in front of him.

Feng Yiping came back last night and only vaguely said that he had to see a classmate and that his return trip would be delayed by a day.

\'Don\'t worry, it\'s Jingping who asked me to go,\' fortunately, apart from Xiao and Wang, her sister didn\'t know any of her classmates.

After the fourth class ended, the bell rang, and Yang Xuan was still slowly organising her drawer. \'I really don\'t want to eat at school, it\'s just like pig food,\'

Zhang Yan had already slammed her desk shut. \'I\'m not eating at school at noon, so you don\'t need to wait for me,\'

\'Are you going out? Wait for me, let\'s go together,\' Zhang Yan, who was running ahead, ignored her.

Rushing back to the dormitory, she rummaged through the suitcase under her bed and found her makeup bag and jewelry bag. She hurriedly went to get water to wash her face, then carefully applied her makeup in front of the A4-sized mirror on the table.

Yang Xuan, who was panting, pushed the door open and saw this scene. She laughed, \'I wondered why you were in such a hurry, and it turns out you were rushing to see your sweetheart.\'

Zhang Yan didn\'t have time to pay her any attention, and wiped off the lips she had just painted. They were too red, so she pulled out a pale-coloured one from inside and applied it a bit clumsily. Not bad, natural, and it looked quite nourished.

Yang Yan was flipping through the things she usually kept at the bottom of the box, and said, \'These are such pretty earrings, aren\'t you going to wear them?\' and held them up to Zhang Yan\'s ear.

Zhang Yan looked at them and said, \'No,\'

She didn\'t even wear her necklace. After thinking for a moment, she picked up a bracelet and put it on her wrist. \'If I\'m not back for the first class this afternoon, please take a leave for me,\'

Yang Xuan looked at her white shirt, pink cardigan and jeans underneath, "You don\'t have time for that. You haven\'t washed your hair and you haven\'t changed your clothes.\'

Zhang Yan looked in the mirror and turned around, "This is pretty good,\'

She had met Huang Jingping before, she was dignified and gentle, so she just wanted to be her natural self, youthful and lively.

Feng Yiping stood in front of the department store, looking at the girl, who was carrying a shoulder bag and trotting over, her ponytail jumping cheerfully behind her head. He felt that this was the perfect moment to use slow motion.

She had run quickly, and Zhang Yan\'s face was a little red. \'When did you get here?\'

\'Just now,\' Feng Yiping felt a warm, relaxing atmosphere around him as soon as Zhang Yan arrived. This was the feeling you get when you meet a loved one. He smiled and handed her a bottle of water, saying, \'Have a drink,\'

Zhang Yan took it and took two sips. He then said, \'That\'s enough, I won\'t be able to eat later,\'

Zhang Yan carelessly wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, \'The food at school is really bad, the vegetables all have a greenish smell, the meat dishes have a fishy smell, and the tofu has a sour smell. Is the food in the university canteens any better?\'

\'Hahaha,\' Feng Yiping laughed. Zhang Yan is quite picky when it comes to food. "The school canteens are all more or less the same, but there are so many of them at university that there are a few dishes that are okay when you add them all up.\'

\'So when you eat, do you have to stand in long queues at the canteen?" The two of them asked each other questions as they walked towards the restaurant next to the bus station.

In truth, they hadn\'t seen each other for almost a year, but when they met, they didn\'t feel the slightest bit of awkwardness. It was as if they had an unspoken understanding, and there were things that neither of them would say.

He had been chasing Zhang Yan for most of the year, but there had been no storms, no rainbows, and the two of them had remained just ordinary classmates. Lu Pengcheng had actually given up.

But as he was cycling home for dinner, he turned his head and saw Zhang Yan chatting and laughing with a tall young man over there. When they crossed the road, the man even helped Zhang Yan up a little. He was furious. Damn it, you\'re an adult, and you\'re still trying to steal her away from us! He immediately cycled over to them.

Students all long for university life. Zhang Yan was fascinated by Feng Yiping\'s stories about university life and didn\'t even look at the road. When she stepped off the pavement, she almost lost her balance. Feng Yiping gave her elbow a nudge, \'Be careful,\'

\'Is it true that so many leaders go to your university?\' Zhang Yan was still asking.

\'Not really. It\'s only during the anniversary celebrations or when there are meetings,\' Feng Yiping supported Zhang Yan\'s back with his arm as he guided her across the road.

Just as they reached the other side, a bicycle came to an abrupt stop in front of them, and a student-looking person on it looked at the two of them with a bad expression on his face.

\'Zhang Yan, who is he?\' Lu Pengcheng, leaning on the handlebars with one hand and pointing at Feng Yiping with the other, asked in indignation, quite like a jealous lover who is extremely jealous when he meets his rival.

\'I\'m her cousin, and you are?\' Feng Yiping said, looking at the young man with the parted hair and pimples, who was very hostile towards him.

\'He\'s my classmate and the son of our art teacher, Lu Pengcheng,\' Zhang Yan said, looking a little uncomfortable.

So this is the guy! \'Oh, you\'re a classmate,\' Feng Yiping said, extending his hand, shaking Lu Pengcheng\'s hand a few times, \'Classmate, what a coincidence, we were just about to go eat, let\'s go together,\'

Lu Pengcheng let him shake his hand a few times, a little dazed and at a loss, \'Oh, no, I\'ll go home and eat, you guys go,\'

As a salesman, it is a basic requirement to get acquainted with a stranger within two or three minutes. Lu Pengcheng is a greenhorn, and in front of Feng Yiping, he is no match. He only asked one question and then followed Feng Yiping\'s rhythm.

He originally wanted to say something rude, but as soon as he saw Feng Yiping\'s warm and smiling eyes, he somehow held back all the harsh words. Hearing him invite himself to dinner, he subconsciously refused.

It wasn\'t until he had walked a while that he realised something was wrong. When he looked back, he saw Feng Yiping walking into the restaurant with Zhang Yan. It so happened that Feng Yiping also looked back and nodded at him with a smile, but he was a little nervous and didn\'t respond.

As for this Lu Pengcheng, Zhang Yan would always mention him when talking about their days at the teacher training college. It seemed that he was the leader of the boys in their class. Feng Yiping remembered asking Zhang Yan several times if she had liked him at school.

Now it seems that it was Xiao Lu who liked Zhang Yan. Girls, even if they don\'t say yes, it seems that they still remember those who have pursued them in the past.

The restaurant is of a reasonable size. The woman behind the counter, who looked like the proprietress, also said that there were private rooms on the second floor, but Feng Yiping knew Zhang Yan\'s habits and chose a table on the first floor, where he could see the pedestrians in the street outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

From the time they first met in 1995 until now, this was their first slightly formal meal together. Feng Yiping ordered a fish-flavoured eggplant casserole, Japanese tofu, stir-fried radish with meat, braised crucian carp, and beef tenderloin with green peppers according to Zhang Yan\'s tastes. They didn\'t order any soup, as neither of them really liked it anymore, especially not on such a not-too-hot day.

The tofu came quickly, and the two of them, in their typical fashion, opened a can of milk each. Zhang Yan was in his usual habit of talking to his friend while eating and watching the pedestrians outside the window. In short, he ate very slowly.

\'What if you\'re late for class?\'

\'It\'s okay, I\'ll ask my deskmate to excuse me,\'

Lu Pengcheng wanted to go to the restaurant after the meal to see how it was, but he didn\'t have the nerve. When he got to school, he was still annoyed that he hadn\'t seen Zhang Yan. He should have gone to see what was going on.

The first lesson was Chinese, which happened to be taught by the homeroom teacher. He glanced around and noticed that someone was missing. \'Where\'s Zhang Yan?\'

Yang Xuan stood up and said, "Teacher, I got a phone call at lunch. She had an emergency at home and asked me to take her place.\'

Lu Pengcheng could no longer sit still. His head was hot, and he stood up and said, "Teacher Lu, I just saw Zhang Yan eating with someone on the street.\'