Chapter 22: You don't think this is the end, do you?

In the cinema.

Everyone took their seats.

Desk mate Du Tiantian sat on He Chen's left, while Ruan Liuzheng sat on He Chen's right, and Xia Xue sat next to her.

Lin Miaomiao and the others sat in the front row.

Before the movie started, she kept looking back to talk to everyone, focusing on asking He Chen which character in the movie he liked best, and was scolded by Fang Yifan, who was sitting not far away in the dark, for having no public morality, before she sat upright and waited for the movie to start.

He Chen smiled and looked in the direction of Fang Yifan.

Ruan Liuzheng, who was sitting on his right, couldn't help but reach out and pull his sleeve, enduring her shyness, and leaned into his ear: "Stop making trouble, okay?"

"Okay, I wasn't planning to make trouble anyway." He Chen smiled.

"Zhengzheng, haven't you noticed?" Xia Xue also leaned over to whisper to Ruan Liuzheng: "He doesn't need to make trouble on purpose at all; his appearance makes Fang Yifan uncomfortable."

Ruan Liuzheng widened her eyes to see He Chen's reaction, and seeing He Chen smiling without saying a word, she understood why He Chen suddenly asked her to see a movie, and was both angry and amused.

Before she could whisper to her best friend Xia Xue about whether all men were so combative, the movie started, and she could only suppress the complaints in her heart and watch the movie first.

In this day and age, Hollywood blockbusters didn't have as much political correctness as later generations. The tone of the blockbusters was also simple sensory stimulation, handsome men and beautiful women, gunfights and explosions, however stimulating they were.

Therefore, watching blockbusters on the big screen in the cinema was quite interesting.

He Chen had also watched *Mission Impossible* in his previous life, but he hadn't watched it in the cinema, and too much time had passed, so he couldn't remember the plot. Watching it again this time was quite interesting.

There was no urge to pee throughout the whole process.

In a blink of an eye, the movie was over, and everyone stood up and walked out, exchanging feelings about watching the movie.

Everyone gathered in twos and threes, talking about the plot, very enthusiastically.

"I'm going back first!"

Du Tiantian saw the girls go to the bathroom together, greeted He Chen, and left directly.

This was because school hadn't officially started yet, and his desk mate had changed a lot and invited him actively. Otherwise, based on the actual situation that he wanted to go home to inherit the family business to reduce the burden on his mother, but his own talent was average, he would definitely not participate in such activities.

He Chen stood outside with Qian Sanyi waiting for the girls.

And Fang Yifan, who came over with Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao, also waited outside, staring fiercely at He Chen.

He Chen was happy when he saw it and walked over directly.

"Forget it, He Chen." Qian Sanyi quickly pulled He Chen.

Although he knew that Fang Yifan was looking for trouble himself, He Chen was really ruthless. He sent Fang Yifan's father in at the slightest disagreement, and now he was taking the initiative to walk over. Seeing the pitiful look of Fang Yifan, who was fierce just now, being stimulated to take a step back, he felt...

"Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion!" He Chen smiled but walked over firmly.

"What do you want to do?" Fang Yifan tried hard to maintain a fierce look, but when He Chen really walked over, he suddenly remembered Ji Yangyang's screams and his own inexplicable stress reaction of jumping up and spitting fragrance in public. He was a bit cowardly and glared at He Chen with a fierce look.

"I'm here to remind you." He Chen looked down at him: "You don't think this is over, do you?"

"What do you want?" Fang Yifan raised his head stubbornly, looking like he was ready to take whatever He Chen threw at him.

"Didn't you send me a turtle?" He Chen smiled maliciously: "You know what you want to imply yourself, but you forgot that a turtle can be a noun, and even more so a verb, and force is mutual. It all depends on who is stronger and who holds the initiative!"

"What do you mean?" Fang Yifan's head sank, and a strong ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

"What do I mean?" He Chen smiled playfully: "The third year of high school is about to officially start. Before the placement test, let me set a reading comprehension question for you!"

As he spoke, he looked at Ruan Liuzheng who walked out of the bathroom: "Did you tell her?"

Ruan Liuzheng had a straight face and didn't want to pay attention to He Chen, but seeing He Chen looking behind her indifferently, she thought of something and nodded quickly: "I told her! Let's go!"

This inexplicable dialogue made Fang Yifan feel even more uneasy and increasingly felt that something was wrong.

And when his goddess Huang Zhitao and his childhood sweetheart Qiao Yingzi came out side by side, He Chen nodded and smiled at his goddess, his childhood sweetheart Qiao Yingzi, who was as big-hearted as a tomboy, avoided his eyes unnaturally, and the goddess Huang Zhitao also nodded slightly. He heard the crisp sound of heartbreak in his ears, and shouted at the back of He Chen, who had already gathered with Ruan Liuzheng and Lin Miaomiao and left: "You are so poisonous! You don't talk about martial arts!"

"What's wrong with him?" Lin Miaomiao looked back strangely.

Qian Sanyi was thoughtful.

Ruan Liuzheng had a black face and didn't want to speak.

When the movie ended, He Chen whispered a few words in her ear, asking her to take the initiative to talk to Huang Zhitao, which almost made her angry to death.

Well!

After finally asking her to see a movie, it turned out that she was a matchmaker for him.

However, she also guessed that He Chen did this mostly to anger Fang Yifan. Otherwise, she didn't believe that He Chen, who didn't even care about the school beauties, would take a fancy to Huang Zhitao, who was barely a class beauty.

So in the end, she agreed. After coming out, she was asked by He Chen, which confirmed her guess, and she was still very angry.

But she was worried that if she didn't follow He Chen, once He Chen got a temper and didn't go through her, the "matchmaker," and took action directly, Huang Zhitao wouldn't be able to hold on and would send herself, which would be even worse.

She could only choose the lesser of two evils.

The anxious and irritable voice of Fang Yifan came from over there, "What did he say to you?", which made her feel a little sympathetic.

Any man would be anxious and irritable if his goddess was suddenly targeted by such a handsome guy, and he was not on good terms with him, and it was obvious that he had bad intentions.

Not to mention Fang Yifan, whose personality was easily impulsive.

And Fang Yifan's goddess Huang Zhitao, as expected, perfunctorily said "nothing", which made Fang Yifan even more irritable and angry, jumping around the goddess to attack He Chen, insisting that the goddess tell him what He Chen said, so he could analyze the viciousness in it, which made Ruan Liuzheng feel terrified.

She couldn't help but look at He Chen and found that He Chen was smiling calmly. She felt more and more that Fang Yifan was right; all this was in He Chen's calculations.

He Chen was in a very happy mood; this movie trip was very worthwhile.

That's right!

He did it on purpose!

Fang Yifan dared to take the initiative to send a turtle to provoke him. Originally, sending his father in according to the facts would have been the end of it.

After all, He Chen wouldn't really fight to the death with people at the slightest disagreement; he wasn't that extreme. He just wanted those who poked his eyes and found trouble for him to feel pain and learn a lesson so they wouldn't jump in front of him.

But his father was about to go in, and it didn't affect Fang Yifan's happy movie date with his goddess at all.

He Chen couldn't accept this kind of "great filial piety."

Hit the snake at the seven inches, hit the dog at the goddess!

What could make a simp more restless than his goddess being targeted by an enemy?

As long as he wasn't mentally abnormal, thinking about the dark martial arts plot his goddess might encounter, that sour and refreshing feeling, Fang Yifan should understand better than anyone else now!

But he definitely didn't want to understand better than anyone else. ===== CHAPTER 23 =====