Fatty Zhang Zhen...No! Now it should be Skinny Zhang Zhen, was bad-mouthing the stench he had just experienced, but he noticed that everyone else's gaze, apart from Lin Feng's, was on him, looking as though they had seen some kind of monster.
"Zhang Zhen! Are...are you really Zhang Zhen?"
A person's appearance might change, but their tone of voice and demeanor are not so easily altered. Although Tian Yunyun did not have much contact with Zhang Zhen, she could tell right away that the stranger in front of them sounded exactly like Zhang Zhen. Coupled with the confirmation from Lin Feng, his loyal friend, Tian Yunyun also began to waver and tentatively asked.
"Ah? Yunyun, why would you ask that? Of course, it's me! If I'm not me, then who could I be? Class leader, Xiao Nishang, why are you two also looking at me like this? Do I have something on my face? Damn it, don't tell me I have shit hanging on my face, right? No wonder it stinks so bad..." Zhang Zhen was all the more baffled.
