132 I can't get used to making a move!
Chu Sheng and Han Shoucheng are both naturally familiar personalities, and they are familiar with them when they say a few words, while Ye Feng is also an indifferent personality, but the past few years of running around have made him learn to be fickle.
On the surface, looking at Ye Feng, if he dresses well, he may be mistaken for a gentleman, but the ordinary point is a sunny and naturally familiar youth.
It can only be said that Ye Feng grew too fast and learned too fast...... However, Ye Feng's brain would suddenly fall into a stage of exhaustion, just like the first half of that night, even thunder couldn't wake him up.
"I'll help you!"
Han Shoucheng saw that Dongfang Zhijian was not very sharp, and immediately went up to help, while Ye Feng also got his own things without incident, and put away the daily necessities.
After putting things away, Dongfang Zhijian looked at Han Shoucheng and Chu Sheng, who were helping, and did not speak, but his eyes seemed to have changed a little,
The sound of "...... goo" was very rhythmic, coming from Dongfang Zhijian's belly.
Suddenly, even Dongfang Zhijian was indifferent, his face was slightly red.
"Haha, it seems that it's time to eat, how about getting together together, we will study together for a long time in the future! Ye Feng together!"
Ye Feng nodded, and the three of them all looked at Dongfang Zhijian.
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There are really a lot of people having dinner today, because there are not only Holy Martial Academy and Imperial City Tianwu Academy in the Imperial City, but also some small academies, and the seniors in the school have long occupied the only few restaurants.
Ye Feng and his entourage also walked out of the Shengwu Road and walked onto the street near the academy in the imperial city to find a restaurant.
"That's it!"
I saw a few of them were full, and finally found a hotel that looked like there were vacant seats, which looked good and decorated without falling grade.
"You pay for it, you say it!" Chu Sheng said the most, Ye Feng and Dongfang Zhijian stood side by side in the back, relatively speaking, Dongfang Zhijian basically didn't say a word.
Even Chu Sheng suspected that he was a mute, but he didn't dare to say it.
"A few little brothers, please!"
Ye Feng and the four of them casually found a place to sit down, looking at the almost all students around them, and listening to what they said, most of them were freshmen from the Holy Martial Academy.
"If you want to eat anything, you can eat it yourself, you're welcome!" Han Shoucheng's family seems to be in business and relatively wealthy, but he does not show the appearance of wealth, but feels more bold.
"Beef for three people, three hot dishes!Chu Sheng, what about you?" the shopkeeper took the list and recorded it beside him.
"I'll just eat the red olive rice for one person!" Chu Sheng's thin appearance didn't necessarily mean that he could eat much.
"I'll just take three people's portions of beef and plate peanuts like Han Shoucheng!" Ye Feng was really embarrassed to say too much, this was not enough for him to eat.
"It's the same!" Dongfang Zhijian said coldly, but he looked at the mouth.
During the peak period of dinner, natural people are almost full of this big restaurant, although it is more noisy in the lobby, but the atmosphere of students feels okay, eating their own food and bragging about their own cattle.
"Objective, please, please!"
Just when Ye Feng and them were halfway through eating, four more guests came to the hotel, although Ye Feng's position was not directly facing the door, but as long as he moved his eyes, he could see that it was four young men in brocade clothes.
As soon as they entered, they suddenly started to have a restless aura, as if they were seeing something unpleasant.
"Objectively, please, there is a four-person table!" The shopkeeper was very enthusiastic, and followed his finger, there was a four-person table in the lobby, which was in the upper left corner of Ye Feng and them.
"Open a private room!" The young man who spoke was dressed in a cyan tight-fitting brocade robe, dressed like a rich kid, with his hands behind his back, looking extremely arrogant.
The three people behind him looked at the students in the hall with the same disdain, feeling very dirty.
"I'm sorry officer, but the private rooms are full! ”
"Hmph, how can we people from the Imperial City Heavenly Martial Academy eat with these people of the third sect and the ninth rank?"
It was the last of the four people who spoke, and Ye Feng fixed his eyes to see that this person was none other than his former "old friend" Ye Hu!
The current Ye Hu is fifteen years old and about one meter seven tall, in response to his name, he is more athletic, tiger head and tiger brain, the pair of striking ears are particularly conspicuous, he is wearing the traditional brocade dress of about fifteen years old of the Ye family, and there is a sign of a green leaf on his left arm.
The other three Ye Feng really didn't know each other.
"What's the Nine Streams?"
Ye Hu's voice roared out of his wolf-like throat, and although there was a little trouble in the lobby, almost everyone heard it.
Chu Sheng suddenly became angry, and was about to turn around and scold, but when he saw the other party's behavior, the words were blocked in his throat and couldn't be sprayed.
Those four people, just by looking at their clothes, you can know that none of them are easy to mess with, especially the fat-headed and big-eared Ye Hu, and the young man in brocade in front of him, with the word "Guan" obvious on the corner of his clothes.
Guan Yeruan, who these three families are unlucky.
From the movements of many people holding up the wine glasses and chopsticks, as well as the expressions that turned around angrily, Ye Feng knew that many people heard it, but except for the sound in the lobby that was three times quieter, many people paused for a few seconds, and no one pushed back.
It seems that the former words are acquiesced.
In the Imperial City, you have to look at the line and talk, who can afford to provoke and who can't touch!
"Humph!" a cold snort from very close range.
"Poof!"
Ye Feng only felt the air flow rushing out, and he didn't react much to the speed, and the direction was the four proud people.
Although Ye Hu had already reacted in the end, it was too late, and the teacup hit him directly on the chest!
"Smack!"
Ye Hu was knocked back two steps by this powerful blow, not to mention, his brocade clothes were full of tea, and the pain in his chest was so painful that his sweat flowed down.
"Brother Ye Hu!"
The three people next to him were as quiet as cicadas, you must know that Ye Hu has the highest status among them, and now that Ye Long of the Ye family is more powerful, Ye Hu is naturally blessed.
"What kind of person! Dare to attack the people of the Ye family! Don't you want to live!"
Ye Hu's bull-like body was blinded by this blow, and although he was suddenly much better, he was still speechless.
The three of them glared at the audience, only to see that they were all students, and the four of them didn't see who threw it, and then saw that the teacup was already broken, no wonder Ye Hu had such an uncomfortable expression.
"Who is it? Don't you dare to stand up when you hurt someone?"
The lobby suddenly fell silent, but no one stood up, but the word "cool" was seen in the eyes of many people.
Relying on the fact that he is a family to show off his might, many people hate it very much.
And Ye Feng saw that on their table, the teacup in front of Dongfang Zhijian had disappeared, and the wind in his hand was still slowly returning......