73: Chapter 73: People Blocking the Cafeteria! Whoever Takes Over the Bus, I'll Donate!

Qin Feng watched the back of Company Commander Zhou Hailong disappearing into the crowd, so angry he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"This old fox, he runs faster than anyone!"

"Move!" He had no time to tangle with Shen Youchu; he was in a rush to drag out that infuriating Company Commander.

However, Shen Youchu completely misinterpreted his urgency.

Instead of moving, she puffed out her chest, a sneer of mockery on her face. Her voice, neither loud nor soft, was clear enough for everyone at the surrounding tables to hear.

"Qin Feng, how much longer are you going to keep up this act?"

"On the training ground, you deliberately ignored me, pretending to be so aloof and resolute."

"And now? You've snuck into the Canteen after me. Isn't this just your way of trying to get my attention?"

She took a deep breath, her voice suddenly rising as if announcing it to the whole world.

"Fine! You succeeded! You have successfully grabbed my attention!"

"Now, can you tell me what on earth you want?!"

This sharp, accusatory question was like throwing a boulder into a calm lake.

The entire Canteen fell silent for a moment, then erupted into a buzz of discussion.

Countless curious, gossiping, and schadenfreude-filled gazes shot toward them.

In the corner, Wei Kai and Shi Lei, who were eating, had their eyes light up instantly.

"We've got a good show to watch!"

Wei Kai put down his chopsticks, making no effort to hide the excitement on his face.

He looked at Shen Youchu, who was surrounded by the crowd, a flash of greed in his eyes.

Although this woman wasn't very bright, she certainly looked good.

If he could manage to get Shen Youchu, wouldn't that be the same as rubbing Qin Feng's face into the dirt repeatedly?

It would also prove to everyone that Qin Feng was just a useless piece of trash!

Following Shen Youchu's shout, more and more people gathered around.

Among them were some upperclassmen who were no strangers to the name Qin Feng.

"Look, is that Qin Feng?"

"Which Qin Feng?"

"Who else could it be? The one who's famous for being Shen Youchu's simp!"

"I heard from Youchu that this guy has been chasing her for three years, rain or shine, like a pug."

"Oh, oh, oh! I remember now! The infatuated fool who scrimped and saved to buy his goddess bags while eating steamed buns himself every day?"

"Tsk tsk, finally saw the real thing today. He looks decent enough, so why is his brain so broken?"

These comments reached Shen Youchu's ears, every single word.

Hearing everyone dissecting Qin Feng's past behavior as a simp, she felt even more confident.

See! Everyone is on my side!

She became even more self-righteous, pointing at Qin Feng and saying loudly to the surrounding crowd, "That's right! He is Qin Feng! He has chased me for three whole years!"

"Seeing that I wouldn't agree, he's now playing these childish games with me, trying to use all sorts of methods to get my attention!"

"Boo—"

A wave of unmasked booing immediately broke out in the crowd.

Wei Kai and Shi Lei seized the moment, immediately squeezing out from the crowd to play the role of righteous "insiders."

"That's right! I can testify to this!" Wei Kai said with a serious face.

"Qin Feng likes Shen Youchu, and he's always been pestering her relentlessly!"

"He came to the Canteen today on purpose to follow her!"

Shi Lei nodded repeatedly from the side, "Right! We all saw it! He's a stalker!"

In an instant, the wave of public opinion completely submerged Qin Feng.

"Bullshit!" A roar, like a thunderclap on a clear day, erupted.

Zhao Hu's fan-sized hands pushed through the crowd, and he stood in front of Qin Feng like an angry bull.

He pointed at Wei Kai and Shen Youchu, cursing, "My Brother Feng would stalk you? Why don't you take a piss and look at your own reflection! Do you really think you're a fairy?"

"Exactly!" Li Lang also squeezed in, looking disdainful. "Some people's level of unearned confidence really resets the bottom line of humanity."

Even the usually timid Liu Wei gathered his courage and chimed in, "Brother Feng is absolutely not that kind of person!"

Murong Zhe could no longer sit still.

He straightened his clothes, walked to Shen Youchu's side with what he thought was a dashing gait, and shielded her behind him.

He cleared his throat, swept his gaze over everyone with an "I see everything" look, and spoke with absolute certainty.

"Fellow students, don't be deceived by him!"

"This is exactly one of the tactics Qin Feng is deliberately using!"

Murong Zhe pointed at Zhao Hu and Li Lang, a confident, knowing smile playing on the corners of his mouth.

"Qin Feng, don't think that just because you hired a few shills to help you act here, you can cover up the fact that you're stalking Youchu!"

"In truth, you can't let her go at all! That's why you're playing these 'hard to get' games, trying to recapture her attention!"

"It's just a pity that your little tricks were long ago seen through by us!"

This "brilliant" analysis caused the onlookers to instantly emit gasps of sudden realization.

"Holy crap! So that's how it is!"

"Brilliant! He's practically a PUA master!"

"First neglect, then stalking, then finding people to perform a double act—these tricks are one after another, impossible to guard against!"

"No wonder he suddenly got so tough, it was all an act! This level of scheming is just too deep!"

"Poor beauty Shen, she almost got tricked by him!"

Hearing the crowd's discussion, the smugness on Murong Zhe's face deepened.

Qin Feng was truly amused to the point of anger by this group's train of thought.

An unearned-confidence woman. A clownish man. And a crowd of onlookers, all performing in this annual absurd drama—he felt utterly speechless.

Chase her? Qin Feng felt that even looking at this woman for one more second was a nuisance.

"I say..." Qin Feng finally spoke. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a cold, piercing power that instantly drowned out all the noise in the Canteen.

He took a step forward, closing in on Shen Youchu. Within his pitch-black eyes, a chilling, bone-piercing gaze emerged.

"Shen Youchu, who gave you this confidence?"

"I was blind before, that's why I played the simp for you. Now that I've woken up, I have no interest in you at all."

"Is it because of that face of yours painted like a ghost? Or that heart of yours, which is filthier than a sewer?"

"Or perhaps, the 120,000 you swindled from me for food and drink is what gave you the courage to think you'd be fawned over forever?"

The series of questions fell like hailstones, every word carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

Shen Youchu's face turned pale in an instant, and her body involuntarily took a step back.

Qin Feng didn't give her any chance to catch her breath; his gaze shifted, piercing toward Murong Zhe like a sharp sword.

"And you, what's-your-name... cosplaying every day, do you really think you're Murong Fu? Does your family have a throne for you to inherit?"

"What? Did you forget the beating you took last time so quickly? Was the taste of kneeling on the ground particularly intoxicating?"

"Aren't you awesome? Aren't you the protector of flowers? Didn't you say, in front of everyone, that you would pay back that 120,000 for her?"

Qin Feng's voice suddenly rose, each word like a loud slap, fiercely striking Murong Zhe across the face.

"Where's the money?!"

"I'm asking you, where's the money?!"

"I've been waiting a long time, and my patience is limited!"

Murong Zhe's face instantly turned the color of pig liver, and he couldn't say a single word.

Qin Feng sneered, scanning the entire room, his gaze sweeping over the face of every person pointing fingers.

Finally, he spoke with a declarative tone, his words ringing out clearly: "Everyone, listen clearly!"

"This simp—I, Qin Feng, am done being it! From now on, whoever wants to be one can go ahead!"

"Whoever wants to take over this 'public bus,' I, Qin Feng, support it with both hands and feet, and I'll even chip in for the wedding gift!"