Chapter Thirty-Eight: Death-Grade Spicy Wings Challenge

"Students!"

"At the end of this month, you will undergo the most rigorous test, all high school students in Ningshi will take the exam on the same day, and the specifications will be the same as the college entrance examination, I hope you can seize this opportunity!"

"Of course..."Lin Yishan paused and said silently: "When the big war is approaching, you will welcome a carnival night, and tomorrow our school will hold an annual food festival, I hope everyone can have a little fun." ”

Words fall,

The class erupted in laughter.

The so-called food festival is a group of students in the first and second years of high school, under the leadership of their own class teacher, to open a stall selling food, at first the purpose of the school is very simple, let the students experience the cruelty of society, but... Crookedly, the students not only did not appreciate the cruelty of society, but also looked forward to this food festival.

From now on

The food festival has become a major feature of this school, and some students even go out of their way to this school in order to experience the so-called campus food festival.

Afternoon

School gates.

Xu Mang and Yang Xiaoman stood in the corner away from the crowd, waiting for Maybach to pick them up, originally they were just picking up Yang Xiaoman, but Xu Mang was thick-skinned and insisted on letting her send her home.

"Don't you like buses?" Yang Xiaoman glanced at Xu Mang, who was looking around, and said silently: "I used to let you sit together, and you still pretended to be reserved for the old lady, and now you can pretend to try again?"

β€œ...”

"Hehe, don't make trouble!" Xu Mang smiled awkwardly, the reason why he was so humiliated was because the bus card was lost at school... Unlucky and sad, obviously wrote his name and class on it, and finally found it in the corner of the garbage heap, which was broken in half, and even the copper wire inside was broken.

Obviously,

This is something that someone did on purpose.

As for why he was able to make so many enemies in school, Xu Mang also thought that poor academic performance may be a factor, but this is not the most important reason.

"Yang Xiaoman?"

"Do you think I'm a bad person?" asked Xu Mang.

"You?"

"It's not bad!" Yang Xiaoman smiled: "You are cheap!"

Xu Mang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly there was a short circuit in his brain, and his right hand stretched out to Yang Xiaoman's chest, and then his palm was directly covered on it, and asked, "What about now?"

Yang Xiaoman: (╬ Μ„dish Μ„)

...

Saturday morning,

Xu Mang did not go to school, first reissued a bus card, and then took a taxi to the school, and as soon as he arrived at the school gate, he saw the teachers carrying various cooking tools with the students.

"Cut!"

"Get dumplings around..."Xu Mang couldn't help but show a disdainful expression when he saw these teachers and students, some classes are indeed like this, take the second class of high school next door as an example, the year before last they launched celery pork stuffed dumplings, and last year they launched shepherd's cabbage pork stuffed dumplings.

It's barely bearable!

The year before last, I put some MSG and salt in the soup, and last year I poured soy sauce directly into it... Of course, this can be endured.

But

Ten dollars for three dumplings is a bit excessive!

Wealthy tyrants can grit their teeth and endure this kind of pricing, but... The crux of the matter lies in the dumpling wrappers.

Xu Mang vaguely remembers that he spent ten yuan to buy second-class dumplings the year before last, and when he took a bite, he was still 'two kilometers' away from the filling, in fact... This can also be endured, at least there will be meat after 'two kilometers'.

But...

Last year's dumplings were a bit out of conscience to make money, a piece of dough and a vegetable leaf... When you eat it, it smells like soy sauce.

All right

Bear with me!

however

The price has risen!

Ten bucks for two!

"Huh!"

"I, Xu Mang, put my words here today!" Xu Mang pointed to the blue sky above his head, and said sonorously: "Kill me, and I won't eat what you make!"

Make a vow,

Xu Mang went to the class.

No way

High school junior.

After spending the morning in a daze, Xu Mang's stomach was hungry, and he looked around to find that the entire classroom was empty except for himself and the violent airfield.

"What about people?"

"What do you say, what about returning people..."Yang Xiaoman glanced at him and said very unhappily: "Everyone has gone to the food festival, and you idiot has been sleeping and sleeping... Don't you know I'm hungry?"

Xu Mang: o(β•―β–‘β•°)o

This woman must have been sent from heaven to torture me!

You know you're hungry, so why don't you go down to the food festival with everyone?

Listening to her tone, it still seems to be my problem!

"Uh..."

"Let's go to a food festival together?" asked Xu Mang.

"That's what the old lady is waiting for!"

...

Xu Mang and Yang Xiaoman are three meters apart, there is no way this is a hard and fast rule, in order to seal the mouth of some gossip, after all, gossip can kill people.

Drip Life: I want to eat stinky tofu!

A little bit of life: I want to eat fried bananas!

A little bit of life: I want to eat ravioli!

The dream of a female creature in the universe: Oh...

This is the way the two communicated, Yang Xiaoman used WeChat to inform Xu Mang of what he wanted to eat, and then Xu Mang bought food, and then went to the abandoned toilet on the 5th floor of Building A of the teaching building to trade.

When Yang Xiaoman walked out of the abandoned toilet with a satisfied face, Xu Mang's artistic inspiration suddenly exploded.

"Full?"

"Hmm!"

"Is it fragrant?"

"Incense!"

Less than five seconds after the conversation,

Yang Xiaoman finally reacted.

After a violent beating,

Xu Mang and Yang Xiaoman's food journey continued, but in the process, Xu Mang didn't eat anything.

"Huh?"

"Why don't you eat it?"

Because of the passage of time, the distance between the two gradually narrowed, and Yang Xiaoman asked Xu Mang on the side.

"I'm waiting for the Spicy Wings Challenge in the evening. Xu Mang said: "There is a program circulating in our school, challenging the death-level spicy wing competition, as long as you give a registration fee of fifty yuan, you can eat spicy wings, unlimited supply, and the person who eats the most will become the spicy king." ”

"And this kind of show?"

"The initiator is not a sure loser!" Yang Xiaoman said.

"No!"

Xu Mang shook his head and said solemnly: "This is a death-level spicy wing, this spicy ordinary person can't stand it as long as he licks it, and the current highest record in our school is seventeen." ”

Yang Xiaoman opened her mouth, but she didn't speak, she knew very well... What the hell is this school?

"You..."

"You want to challenge?" Yang Xiaoman looked at Xu Mang in surprise.

"Hmm!"

"I want to win the championship, and break the record I hold so far, and leave a result that makes those who come after me want to cry without tears!" When Xu Mang said this, his expression was slightly solemn, his eyes looked into the distance, and a master's demeanor was revealed.

Yang Xiaoman was stunned,

This was the first time she saw Xu Mang, who was so serious, and she couldn't help but secretly complain in her heart.

What silly!

"Are you okay?" Yang Xiaoman asked with a puzzled face, "Don't send it to the hospital when the time comes." ”

"Cut!"

"It's not me who brags. Xu Mang pointed to a chair next to him disdainfully: "You give me a handful of chili noodles now, believe it or not, I ate this chair?"

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