Chapter 9: The Battle of the Cafeteria 3

  Yao Ding male endured the pain, stood up and also picked up the leftover rice box to throw at Yi Meng, but Yi Meng dodged nimbly and wasn't hit. Yi Meng also started picking up leftover rice boxes to throw at Yao Ding male, in an instant, the canteen was in chaos, leftover dishes flying everywhere, shouts non-stop.

  "What's wrong? What happened?" a voice sounded from a corner, but the voice was drowned out by the screams, so not many people noticed.

  Yi Meng continued to throw lunchboxes without stopping, as if she hadn't heard the voice. When Yi Meng threw a very heavy lunchbox at the bait boy, she secretly laughed in her heart, thinking that this time she would definitely hit him.

  "Bang......" This time her lunchbox was hit, but it seemed that the one who got hit wasn't the bait boy.

  Just as that unlucky person was about to brush away the remaining rice with his hand, a terrifying face appeared in front of Yimeng.

  "Ah!"

  "Director of Training!"

  "It's all over for Yi Meng."

  "What's going to happen? Yimeng is definitely dead this time."

  "He's known as the Iron Tyrant! If you provoke him, you're definitely going to die!"

  Yi Meng listened to the people around her discussing non-stop, and she couldn't help but swallow hard, becoming afraid.

  "Yi Meng, what do you want to do? Do you think this is your home? You're not studying well and all you know how to do is cause trouble. Come with me." The face of the Dean of Discipline, still with leftover rice on it, was already distorted in anger.

  Yi Meng glanced around quietly, only to find that the earring man had already run away without a trace. She bit her lip hard, shook her head and sighed "Really unlucky".

  "What are you still looking at? Are you not going with me? Do I need to invite you?" The instructor walked up to Yimeng and slapped her waist hard.

  "Ah!" Yimeng's waist was already in pain, and with this slap, oh! Poor baby...

  "What's going on? Are you looking for a fight? Come with me..." The training director glared at Yimeng, not giving her an inch of face.

  Yi Meng gritted her teeth in pain and followed the director of studies. "Damn it, why am I so unlucky?! Where did that bastard go? Ugh, I've never seen him before, I'm really cursed. If I see him again, he's dead for sure. Ah, my waist... What does he want from me? We don't even have a grudge against each other. Could it be Qian Cheng? Is it him? The one who spread the address was him, the one who hit me was him, and now... Right, it's him." Yi Meng followed the director of studies, thinking hard.

  Yi Meng cried with a sullen face and raised her head, looking at the instructor, "Ah, what's going on? How are we supposed to deal with him this time? He's Tieba Wang after all! If he doesn't make my life miserable, I'd be surprised."