It was probably because he was hungry after talking so much. Lin Feng quickly focused all his attention on the hotpot. He wolfed down the big fish and meat in the hotpot like a hungry wolf. He temporarily forgot about the topic that he just talked about.
Half an hour later, all the plates on the table had been swept clean.
At least three-quarters of them were single-handedly dealt with by a certain someone.
On the other hand, the girl sitting opposite him would only occasionally move her chopsticks and eat some vegetables or luncheon meat in the clear soup pot. The rest of the time, she would help someone put food into his bowl, or even support her chin with her hand and smile as she watched someone eat heartily.
Many guests at the next table couldn't help looking over, amazed by the girl's appearance and temperament, and then seeing someone sitting opposite her … they immediately felt envious and jealous — —
What kind of world is this?
This flower is stuck in cow dung …
This kid's looks were not bad, but his table manners were terrible. He looked like a reincarnated hungry ghost whose head was about to be buried in the hot pot. Didn't he know how to take food for the girl in front of him? He actually let the girl take food for him instead. How could such a guy be favored by such a goddess-like girl?
Ah, she's really a goddess.
She's definitely worthy of the title of campus belle in various schools in Manchester City. But it stands to reason that among the Chinese students studying abroad in Manchester City, there's such a beautiful and refined beauty. How come they haven't heard of it at all?
Immediately, many students and guests at the other tables couldn't help whispering to each other, exchanging information with each other. They wanted to know the origin of the girl at the corner table and whether anyone knew her. If she's a student from any university in Manchester City, they should be able to find out the relevant information.
But in the end, everyone was disappointed.
They really haven't heard of her.
So …
Is she here to travel?
Some boys at the other tables couldn't help but want to get up and come over to strike up a conversation and ask for her contact information or something. But at this time, Lin Feng and An Xin at the corner table had already finished their meal. Someone happened to have some sesame sauce on his mouth. The girl sitting opposite him seemed to show a helpless look and shook her head to remind him.
Someone continued to look confused as if he hadn't reacted yet.
Then the next moment, the girl took a wet wipe and leaned forward to help someone wipe off the traces of sauce on the corner of his mouth.
The action was intimate and caring.
It was also extremely natural.
Then, almost all the men in the hall of the hotpot restaurant who were secretly watching the situation at the corner of the wall felt their hearts shatter. It was so cold that they could feel their hearts shattering.
This …
There's such a thing?
The few boys who were thinking of plucking up the courage to talk to her to get her contact information also sat back in their seats with a defeated expression. Damn it, what's there to do? Their relationship has already been so obvious, there's no chance at all.
But then again —
His mouth was covered in sauce from eating hotpot, and he didn't even know that he needed a girl to help him wipe his mouth. How did this guy get such a good partner!?
…
Lin Feng didn't know that he had almost become the public enemy of all the men in the restaurant just by having a simple meal. Now that he had his fill, he paid the bill and left with An Xin, feeling satisfied.
Lin Feng walked out of the store and took out his phone to check the time. It was just past noon. He turned to An Xin.
"Hey, Steamed Bun, what do you say?"
"An Internet cafe?"
An Xin nodded cheerfully. "Yeah. Didn't I just hear about it? There's one nearby. We should be able to find it easily."
So the two of them began to wander around the hotpot restaurant. Since they had plenty of time in the afternoon, they weren't in a hurry. It was rare for the weather to be so sunny, so they decided to take a stroll after lunch to aid digestion. Not long after, Lin Feng spotted an internet cafe next to the milk tea shop. The signboard of the cafe was written in large Chinese characters: Great Wall Internet Cafe.
"Hey, that name sounds familiar." Lin Feng smiled. When he was in high school, the Internet cafe next to his school was also called "Great Wall." He didn't expect to see such a familiar name after coming to the UK.
The two of them walked into the Internet cafe. When they pushed the door open, they were greeted by a bustling scene in the hall.
Rows of computers and seats.
Customers sitting in front of their computer screens, engrossed in all kinds of games.
The employees at the counter were busy turning on their computers. Even so, they could hear the constant ringing of "Machine 37 calling," "Machine 42 requesting payment."
It was a familiar scene. It was almost the same as most Internet cafes in China.
The only difference was that even though most of the people in the hall were students from China, there were also quite a few young British students. The ratio was about three to one.
"Hey, look over there. Isn't that the one sitting next to us in the hotpot restaurant?"
An Xin nudged Lin Feng and pointed in a direction not far away. Lin Feng subconsciously looked up and saw a few familiar guys and girls sitting in front of a computer in the corner. They were indeed the college students who had suggested playing online in the hotpot restaurant. Lin Feng's eyes lit up when he saw Lin Feng and Xin Xin staring at him.
"What a coincidence," Lin Feng commented.
An Xin urged, "Come on, let's go get a computer too."
When they arrived at the front desk, Lin Feng, who looked to be in his early twenties, paid for a computer. The two of them found a secluded corner and sat down. As they turned on the computer, Lin Feng muttered to himself, "What are you talking about? What are you talking about?
"It's too expensive here."
It was much more expensive than in China.
In China, perhaps three to five yuan was an hour's worth of Internet time, but in this "Great Wall Internet Cafe" in Manchester City, the price was several times higher, charging 30 yuan an hour. Even Lin Feng, who usually had no concept of money, felt his heart ache a little.
In the UK, only the rich could afford to come to Internet cafes.
"But then again —"
Lin Feng tilted his head to look at An Xin. "Why do we only have one computer? Don't you want to play?"
An Xin nodded with a smile.
"Yeah, I'm happy to watch you play. Why are you not happy to help you save money?"
Lin Feng scratched his head. "You don't have to be so frugal. Of course it's more fun to play online. Otherwise, you'd be bored."
As he spoke, he seemed to have realized something. When he looked at the girl again, there was a hint of worry on his face,
"Or is it because you're …"
Before he could finish his sentence, the girl smiled and shook her head. "Don't worry, I'm fine. But it's true that it'll be a little strenuous for me to play now, so I won't cheat you ~ Just watch you play."
Her tone was natural and sincere.
Lin Feng thought for a moment, then rolled up his sleeves.
"Okay, I'll play alone."
"Tell me, how many do you want to see me kill? Pick whichever hero or position you want to play!"
An Xin's domineering confidence was on full display as she spoke.
The girl tilted her head as if considering it seriously. Then she smiled.
"Then …"
"Blue Crystal Garen mid?"
"… Hey, isn't that a little too casual?"
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