"Lin Feng?"
"Damn, how did Lin Feng get here?"
"The dead fatty used to be Lin Feng's deskmate and best buddy, is Lin Feng going to stand up for him?"
...
It has to be said that Lin Feng's reputation at Zhi'an High School was significant. The senior year (7) class boys, who had just been surrounding the teacher and clamoring, all closed their mouths as soon as they saw Lin Feng arrive, no longer daring to scold and mock the fat Zhang Zhen like before.
However, the class monitor of senior year (7), Sun Zhong, still toughed it out and said sarcastically, "What's there to be afraid of? So what if Lin Feng is here? It was obviously this dead fatty who secretly made a copy of our class's key. Does he have any right to do that?"
With that said, the morale of those boys was bolstered again.
"Exactly! Lin Feng might be formidable, but that's him being formidable! This trashy fatty Zhang Zhen is so ugly and fat yet dares to hit on our class beauty, Tian Yunyun."
