Before he realized it, Zhao Yang suddenly felt a tremendous pressure, as if the grudges of all the males in the cafeteria had converged into a massive force, crashing down on him like a mountain collapse or a tsunami!
Zhao Yang jolted up and quickly said, "No, no, I can't do this. If I did, I'd be making enemies of all the male students in the school. That's not okay; one person can't handle so much resentment. Something bad will happen!"
"Brother, if not you, who will go to hell? Who asked you to be my brother, Su Xiaoyue's future husband, the future shareholder of Bao'er's mother's company, and Ou Yang's best male friend?"
Shareholder, male best friend, isn't that a strong relationship? Shouldn't you help out in this situation?
"I've heard people describe college life like this: the primary goal is to get a girlfriend or boyfriend. Why do all of you want to hide, as if you'd be happy if no one paid attention to you?" Zhao Yang said, speechless.
