Chapter 53: Fang Yifan

Fang Yifan was so angry he hardly ate lunch.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got.

Originally, He Chen approaching his goddess was already enough to make him furious.

Now, he was even destroying the intimate relationship between him and his childhood sweetheart "brother" Qiao Yingzi.

What kind of hatred!

What kind of grudge!

It was just a joke and a gift; for the same gift, Li Tiegun's reaction wasn't even as big as He Chen's.

Can't even take a joke between classmates, right?

What's even more hateful is that not only can He Chen not take a joke, but now a person-to-person phenomenon has appeared; even the catfish spirit Wang Yidi, who had always passively accepted his humor, had started to be unable to take a joke.

He Chen was completely aiming to destroy his entire living environment!

Too vicious!

Fang Yifan's mind couldn't help but conjure up the image of his childhood sweetheart "brother" Qiao Yingzi rejecting him with disgust; the more he thought about it, the harder it was to accept.

It made him feel even worse than He Chen sending his father in!

It made him feel even worse than He Chen approaching his goddess!

Sure enough, "brother" affection is more important than love!

After Fang Yifan defined it for himself, he felt his loyalty was like Guan Yunchang's, wishing he could praise himself: "My second brother is invincible in the world!"

And for He Chen, who destroyed his "brother" loyalty, he had to strike back hard and retaliate, otherwise his thoughts would be too blocked!

After hurriedly eating lunch, he started pondering this matter, and the whole afternoon was the same. When school was out in the afternoon, he really did come up with a way to strike, holding a basketball and running to the playground, starting to dribble under the basketball hoop, while his eyes aimed at the students coming out of the teaching building.

When he saw that most people were either going to the cafeteria or playing freely on the playground, and only He Chen and a few others were walking out of the school, he and his ball-playing partner started playing, his brain and body operating at unprecedented high speed.

He Chen was walking out side-by-side with Deng Xiaoqi.

Neither of them was attending evening self-study.

Although Deng Xiaoqi felt very sad because of her mother's matter before and felt she wasn't worthy of He Chen, it didn't hinder her from grasping this only opportunity to approach He Chen.

Even if it was just walking out of the school side-by-side and then separating to go home, it was good.

"He Chen, you really opened my eyes." Deng Xiaoqi enjoyed this side-by-side walk and couldn't stop finding topics to talk about.

"Originally, I was still wondering why you asked 'eight times seven is what' instead of 'seven times eight is what' even for the multiplication table, and I was thinking that if this were an emergency state with a time limit, sometimes it wouldn't be incomprehensible if the brain couldn't turn around and made a mistake.

But when I found those variety show and interview videos, I realized you were right!

You weren't looking down on me and asking me some idiot questions at all.

Instead, you had already asked the high-difficulty questions from those celebrity variety shows.

What's truly idiotic is asking 'seven times eight is what' first, and then asking 'eight times seven is what'.

The result was that both were answered wrong.

Seven times eight is forty-two... oh my god!

Forget about nine years of compulsory education, they probably didn't even graduate from elementary school, right?"

"You're wrong!" He Chen corrected with a smile: "Elementary school has a full six grades; your sentence is too vague and not precise enough, and it's also overestimating them!

Multiplication tables are learned in the second grade of elementary school, so the accurate way to say it is that the genius top students of the entertainment industry can't even graduate from the second grade of elementary school!"

"What should we do about this." Deng Xiaoqi had a worried look on her face, as if she were troubled by her future incompatibility, but her eyes were glancing at He Chen, waiting for He Chen to comfort her.

"Don't worry!" He Chen saw it, but didn't mind teasing her a couple of times while walking: "The function of a circle is to block outsiders and circle land to amuse oneself! These bizarre phenomena seem unbelievable, but they might not be the thorns of a hedgehog intentionally shown to the outside world.

Let outsiders see them, and they will either be unable to accept it and shrink back.

Or they will choose to change themselves and actively integrate.

Some of these simple math problems that even second-grade or even first-grade elementary school students know, some really don't know.

But some are intentionally pretending not to know to create a persona and integrate into the circle.

Some are even intentionally stupider than truly stupid!

Borrowing Guo Furong's mockery of Li Dazui in My Own Swordsman: 'Dazui, if you don't have culture, don't pretend to understand when you don't. Look at me, I don't even want people to know I understand when I do!'

This is the true big mouth!

One sentence reveals the inside truth of the entertainment industry!

The entertainment industry is like this, and other circles that are even smellier and more disgusting are the same.

Only by excluding the majority of people can the people inside earn a lot of money no matter how rotten or disgusting they are!"

"You understand too well!" Deng Xiaoqi held her hands to her chest, looking at He Chen with full admiration, wantonly venting her admiration for He Chen.

"There is nothing new under the sun!" He Chen smiled: "Besides, I read Jiang Xinyi and know that these things aren't strange."

"Jiang Xinyi?" Deng Xiaoqi's eyes were strange and pained.

She remembered that this person in front of her had lost both parents; no matter how confident and flamboyant he was on the outside, he must be very depressed on the inside, right? He even had to see a psychologist.

I really want to give him a loving hug, what should I do?

"Right! A great prophet who speaks very conservatively!" He Chen sighed: "Accompanying you to face emotional distress squarely, helping you vent the depression in life! He is the one who truly understands!"

"He must be very handsome..." Deng Xiaoqi, hearing He Chen say this, immediately had a good impression of this Jiang Xinyi who spoke very conservatively. A handsome white coat even appeared in her mind, and the next moment, the face of this white coat had uncontrollably changed into He Chen's face.

At this point, she was no longer using a question, but a declarative sentence!

If the Jiang Xinyi had He Chen's face, then she felt she would have no more emotional distress and no more depression in life!

"Handsome!" He Chen nodded subconsciously, but seeing Deng Xiaoqi reveal the dazed eyes of Hu Yifei from iPartment imagining that the psychologist was very handsome, he couldn't help but laugh.

The handsome he felt was actually referring to the overall temperament, more biased toward professional skills, ideological realm, and actions, especially that Gatling-like mouth that continuously sprayed out reasonable, well-founded, and well-measured words, with unique and profound thoughts that could be called prophecies—that was handsome, not the narrow face.

Compared to the other party, He Chen was just an elementary school student who still had to study hard.

And Deng Xiaoqi had clearly misunderstood.

Although the Jiang Xinyi was handsome in He Chen's view.

But if she really saw the Jiang Xinyi who already had a double chin, she would probably be as disappointed as Hu Yifei seeing the psychologist with a big belly dedicated to Zeng Xiaoxian.

However, the Jiang Xinyi probably wouldn't be disappointed, because he liked to pay attention to beautiful young ladies with long legs who could sing and dance the most, and he knew all the resources that otaku loved by heart. The few words he said inadvertently clearly told everyone that he really understood too well.

Deng Xiaoqi was just such a beautiful young lady with long legs who could sing and dance.

He Chen was just thinking of the funny part when he suddenly reached out and grabbed a basketball that was flying over, only then looking at Fang Yifan, who was on the basketball court, looking stunned.

"Holy shit!"

Fang Yifan looked at He Chen, who was grabbing the ball with one hand, his mind full of these words, but he didn't blurt out this profanity.

But he didn't blurt out the profanity, while his ball-playing partner, who was playing with him and had also witnessed this scene, had no scruples and screamed directly. ===== CHAPTER 54 =====