Chapter Eighteen: Zhang Classmate Cried

  "Chen Chufan, don't think I'm afraid..." Zhang Peng thought for a long time and decided to say a few words of courtesy. He couldn't just turn his head and leave without saying anything, that would be too humiliating! He felt that he was someone with status at Zhongbei University, and he really couldn't bear the thought of being beaten by this person. Besides, could this coward who always retreated when he saw him actually dare to hit him? Zhang Peng still had some doubts, after all, his own status was evident, while the other party was just a poor student with no background.

  But before he could finish his sentence, a loud "slap" sound interrupted him. It wasn't the applause that burst out from bravely resisting the "evil forces", but rather the palm of the right hand of the coward in front of him making intimate contact with his left cheek. His head was even flung to one side due to the force, and because the force was so great, it caused his head to spin very quickly, not only did he feel a burning pain on his face, but also his neck felt sore from spinning too fast.

  He actually slapped himself? How dare he slap himself! Zhang Peng turned his face straight, looking at Chen Chufan in front of him with an incredulous gaze as he glared at himself with a ferocious expression.

  "You"

  "Slap" again, Zhang Peng's words were interrupted once more, still on the same side of his face that had just been hit. Chen Chufan was holding a rice bowl in his left hand, so he could only use his right hand to slap the same spot. This time, however, the force of the slap seemed even greater, and when Zhang Peng instinctively covered his face with his hands, he could distinctly feel that his left cheek seemed to be swelling up by at least a circle compared to his right one.

  Chen Chufan's two slaps were slapped out under the gaze of everyone. The crowd that was originally murmuring suddenly fell silent.

  When the two sides started arguing, no one intentionally lowered their voices. So the onlookers basically all knew the cause and effect of the matter. Many later students also understood the beginning and end of things through various discussions with earlier students. University students all have their own independent sense of right and wrong, and Zhang Peng's vicious words that provoked Chen Chufan clearly did not conform to the mainstream thinking of current university students. So when he was slapped twice by Chen Chufan, no one gave him a sympathetic look. On the contrary, there were some troublemakers in the crowd who shouted loudly, "Great slap! Slap that turtle egg to death!"

  Wang Qiang and Han Suan stood behind Zhang Peng, watching with wide eyes as Zhang Peng was slapped twice by Chen Chufan, but they didn't dare to move. Chen Chufan said to Zhang Peng that if he wanted to fight, then so be it, and the two of them in front of him didn't seem like pushovers either. They weren't close friends to begin with, and neither of them was willing to suffer for Zhang Peng's sake.

  Yang Tao saw Chen Chufan slap Zhang Peng, and he felt a refreshing sensation, as if he had eaten a ginseng fruit. Because Chen Chufan did what he had always wanted to do but couldn't. Every time he was called out by the old professor in his Marxist original works elective course, he had the urge to give Zhang Peng two slaps, but he couldn't take action! It wasn't that he was afraid of Zhang Peng's background, he was just afraid of his own father's whip. If his father found out that he had beaten up a classmate at school, his father would definitely not reason with him.

  Moreover, even if it's reasonable, it's still his own fault, after all, it was because of his truancy that things escalated, and his father would absolutely not stand on his side, Yang Tao is very sure of this. But today wasn't him who took action, Yang Tao thought with a smug expression. He even really wanted to open his mouth and let Chen Chufan slap him a few more times, unfortunately Zhang Peng actually didn't dare to speak again, he just covered his face with both hands, staring blankly at Chen Chufan.

  Yes, Zhang Peng was completely stunned. How long has it been since he last got slapped? Was it from the beginning of junior high school? From then on, he had never been hit before. But how did he get hit by this person in front of him today? Didn't he know his own identity?

  Then Zhang Peng put down his hand covering his face and pointed at his nose again: "My dad is..."

  "Slap", the third slap was even heavier, Zhang Peng even felt that his entire left face had gone numb, as if stars were bursting above his head! He could no longer bear the grievances in his heart and suddenly burst out crying with a "Waa". He couldn't understand why this boy who had always been low-key and tolerant would suddenly become so violent, not even giving him time to finish speaking.

  So, Zhang Peng, who had always been feeling good, really cried out loud at the school cafeteria's entrance during lunchtime, under the gaze of many onlookers. With a handful of snot and tears, Chen Chufan didn't even dare to continue hitting him in the face, fearing that he would get some disgusting stuff on him.

  "My god, is he a man? He cried after just three slaps!" The crowd around them exclaimed in surprise! Today everyone got to see a good show. Not to mention Chen Chufan's domineering three slaps, but even Zhang Peng's shocking and heart-wrenching crying was worth spending a few precious minutes of lunchtime to watch.

  It was people who knew Zhang Peng's identity, silently worrying about Chen Chufan. For example, Meng Wei, when Chen Chufan slapped out the third slap and directly made Zhang Peng cry, he had already stopped blocking Han Suan in front of him, but instead turned around and returned to Chen Chufan's side, quietly patted Chen Chufan's shoulder, and when Chen Chufan looked at him, slightly shook his head, indicating that Chen Chufan should stop.

  Han Suan immediately sensed something was off, and seeing Meng Wei give up his position, he hastily rushed forward, pulling Zhang Peng back with one hand, allowing Zhang Peng to avoid facing Chen Chufan directly.

  "Wait for me." Zhang Peng, who had been pulled away, finally came to his senses and shouted a cruel remark at Chen Chufan. Without even daring to look at Chen Chufan's reaction, he turned around immediately and walked away, still sniffling all the way.

  Wang Qiang and Han Suan did not dare to make a sound, and directly turned around to chase after Zhang Peng.

  The commotion lasted only a few minutes before it came to an end due to one party's retreat. The surrounding students who were watching also gradually dispersed. Those who needed to eat went to the cafeteria, and those who had finished eating headed straight to their dormitories. Only small groups of students were still gathered together discussing the incident, and without asking, in just a day, the entire campus would once again be buzzing with gossip about what happened at the cafeteria entrance. It's likely that Chen Chufan will become famous again.

  "Alright, let's go!" Meng Wei said with a furrowed brow. He was somewhat worried that his brother Chen Chufan had probably gotten into big trouble this time.

  "Awesome, so awesome! Old Three, today's three slaps were simply too classic! Damn it, that little runt still dares to show off in school. I've been wanting to slap him for a long time, and just because of your performance today, if I were a girl, I'd be willing to marry you!" Yang Tao walked towards the dormitory while praising Chen Chufan's performance with flying eyebrows and colorful language.

  It was just that the parties involved were not in high spirits, because Chen Chufan himself also knew that although he had vented his anger today, the subsequent events would definitely not be so simple! "At worst, I'll get a major demerit!" Chen Chufan thought to himself.

  So, the three of them went all the way back to their dormitory. Just as they were about to go upstairs, Yang Tao was stopped by the doorman.

  "Yang Tao, wait!" The dormitory monitor shouted loudly.

  "What's up? Uncle Zhang!" Yang Tao responded loudly. Then he turned his head and asked the two brothers to wait for a moment, and ran to the duty room with a flutter.

  The porter could not possibly remember every student in the dormitory, but he absolutely remembered Yang Tao. The reason was that Yang Tao often couldn't find anyone to talk to and would rush into the porter's room, chatting with Zhang about everything under the sun, and over time, the porter remembered this history major who loved to talk.

  "Is there someone named Chen Chufan in your school?" asked Uncle Zhang.

  "Ah! What's up? Roommate of mine!" Yang Tao replied.

  "This is his letter! You help bring it to him!" said Uncle Zhang.

  "Lao San, your letter!" Yang Tao casually threw out a sentence, then ran to the duty room and took the letter from Zhang Shu's hand.

  Yang Tao took a look, it was an ordinary envelope with only seven words written on it: "History Department Chen Chufan received". There was no address, no postal code. The handwriting was quite elegant, but had a somewhat menacing tone.

  "Where did it come from?" Yang Tao asked casually.

  "Just now at noon a little girl brought it over and asked me to pass it on before she left!" Uncle Zhang replied.

  "Oh, thank you then, Uncle Zhang!" Yang Tao said as he ran back to his two brothers waiting for him in front of the steps.

  "Little Chen, your letter. It looks a bit like a love letter!" Yang Tao handed the letter in his hand to Chen Chufan with a smile.

  "Love letter?" Chen Chufan took the letter handed over by Yang Tao in confusion and was about to open it.

  "What's the hurry? Let's slowly appreciate it in our dorm!" Yang Tao grabbed Chen Chufan's hand, which was about to tear up the letter, and pulled him up the stairs towards their dorm.