Chapter 27

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Jiang Cheng and Gu Miao were walking at the very front while Gu Fei and Wang Xu were on their bikes, using their legs to push and follow behind them.

Wang Xu kept on talking on the side about his plans for the competition while Gu Fei wasn't listening carefully; what Wang Xu wanted was only to speak anyways, having an audience wasn't the most important.

Gu Fei continued to play games on his phone. He had already made it to the last level of Craz3 Match and intended to pass it before the next level update, but he still hadn't made any progress in the past three days.

"Give me a heart," Gu Fei spoke.

"... and then you could bring the ball..." Wang Xu stopped, "What?"

Gu Fei waved the phone screen in front of him.

"Oh, wait a sec." Wang Xu took out his phone and sent him a heart, then glanced ahead. "Ey, that troublemaker Jiang Cheng is actually pretty likable to children. Your sister hasn't even looked at me straight in the eye yet, right?"

"At this age, your face matters in whatever you do."[1] Gu Fei continued to play the game, "It even matters when you're playing with kids."

"Really?" Wang Xu stepped on the pedal of the bike and stood upright, then took a look at his reflection from the glass on a store by the road. "I don't think I look any worse than Jiang Cheng. It's just that I don't look very friendly."

"En," Gu Fei sounded in response.

In truth, Wang Xu actually looked pretty friendly, and this was the reason why his attempts at being the boss by pretending to be cool were never successful.

If you're talking about lacking friendliness, Jiang Cheng's type of appearance was what really lacked friendliness.

Gu Fei always felt that people with slightly drooping eyes gave off two types of feelings; one was pitiful, and the other was Jiang Cheng's type - one that made people want to punch him. Adding on the impatient expression he usually had on his face, he appeared much less easy to pick on in comparison to Wang Jiuri.

But... when they were drinking in the steel mill that day, Jiang Cheng had a few split moments where he became the first type. After getting drunk, he carried a slightly excited look, appearing a little well-behaved.

It was a pity that this sort of state only lasted for a really short amount of time; once he picked up a cigarette, he would return to his usual state.

Even when he was embarrassed, it would be like that.

Gu Fei looked at the silhouettes of Jiang Cheng and Gu Miao jumping on and off the skateboard... he had already completely forgotten how he felt when Jiang Cheng personally came that day; or it may be more accurate to say that he didn't have enough time to feel anything. But Jiang Cheng's "nothing happened, nobody remembers anything" expression when he violently slammed and leaned on the other side of the sofa was really funny.

If Jiang Cheng didn't do anything, then he wouldn't think much of it either. Bu Shi Hao Niao... fine, when Bu Shi Hao Niao drank too much they were much, much more dramatic than this. Liu Fan even had the desire to make a public performance before; he even prepared a camera, but sadly he fell to the ground and passed out before his pants could even come off.

Jiang Cheng's reaction was a little big but considering his habit of making the other person suffer a punch if they even pat his shoulder, tug at his clothes, or poke his face, it may not mean anything.

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