The search results that Xiao Pang found not only included textual descriptions but also photos of Li Ang's posters as well as his photos in the ring; it was easy to tell that the man anxiously waiting in front of the noodle stall was indeed the same one in the photos.
Liu Menglin smiled triumphantly, "Told you so, but you didn't believe me."
The last time she had received so many admiring and approving glances was when she had been accepted into this key high school.
A few girls also crowded over, eager to see the photos of Li Ang on his phone.
After learning that Li Ang was a UFC professional fighter, Li Ang undoubtedly continued to score major points in their minds—being tall, handsome was one thing, but being able to fight like that? Who could handle that?
"Xiao Pang, stop eating for a moment, search for this year's Tour de France champion, there's a surprise for you," Liu Menglin said.
