The person who spoke was a short and fat man in glasses. He immediately pushed up his glasses and sneered. "Why? Do you want to fight? This is the exhibition hall, not a field in Beijing!"
Qiao Nian frowned slightly. She finally understood where Qin Si's urge to beat him up came from. This person really deserved a beating!
This time, Qin Si was the one afraid she would be impulsive. He pulled the girl's arm and said patiently, "Forget it, Sister Qiao. Ignore this idiot!"
The man from the science and engineering department heard Qin Si scold him and felt it was not enough. He deliberately raised his voice and said, "I'm an idiot? Then what are you?!
"What did your Beijing bring to this weapons exhibition that made you so arrogant?"
He rubbed his nose in it and sized up the nameplate on Qin Si's chest. He snorted. "Oh, so it's number 18."
Qin Si glared at him.
