Chapter 440 - Take Me Out For Lunch! (2/2)

“How old are you?”

Taken aback by the question, Wu Zhangkong went silent for a moment. Then he shook his head, declining to answer.

A playful light glinted in Yan Feng's eyes. “Okay. Let me guess. Twenty seven?”

Wu Zhangkong remained silent.

“That's not it, huh? Are you twenty-six? Or are you actually twenty-eight?”

Wu Zhangkong furrowed his brow. “Thirty-three.”

“Wow! Thirty-three?” Yan Feng stared at him in astonishment. “ But you look so young! You have such nice skin. If you weren't so mature, I would have thought you in your early twenties. I'm about to turn twenty-seven myself, so you're six years older than me.”

“Oh.”

“You're so concise. Do you usually talk like this?”

“Yes.”

“What's going on with your disciples?” Yan Feng asked. “You said they were in the middle of an exam?”

Wu Zhangkong's eyes brightened a bit. “It's their end-of-semester exam.”

Yan Feng groaned. “The boy that was leading them is no good, you know. He attacked me, then he lied and said I attacked him! He's a real actor that one. Did you teach him that?”

Wu Zhangkong made a helpless expression. “It wasn't me.”

“Who taught him that then?”

The corner of Wu Zhangkong's mouth twitched, and Yan Feng's heart nearly skipped a beat. It was her first time seeing his mask crack.

“He was born with that talent,” Wu Zhangkong said with a hint of resignation.

“You need to be more careful with how you pick your disciples,” Yan Feng said sagely. “That aside, the boy's like a sapling. As his teacher, it's your responsibility to make sure he grows up straight and proper.”

“He won't go astray. He's a good kid.”

Yan Feng pursed her lips. “I disagree. But enough about that, let's talk about you. Where do you teach? Which academy?”

At that moment, the plump restaurant boss brought the food over. There were candied yellow vegetables, fishy stir-fried strips of pork, spicy chicken, and a big bowl of tofu soup. Two bowls of rice accompanied the soup and the three side dishes.

Yan Feng was actually quite hungry. Due to her excitement this morning, she had skipped breakfast. Wu Zhangkong was hungry as well. Although the shop was small, the dishes sang to their appet.i.tes.

“No need to be polite. Let's eat!” Yan Feng grabbed her chopsticks, picked up her bowl, and began eating. She picked up a piece of pork and put it in her mouth. One bite, and her eyes flew wide open. “Delicious! I never thought such a small restaurant could have such good food. It's even better than big and fancy restaurants. Good pick!”

Wu Zhangkong picked up his own bowl and began eating slowly. He stared at the dishes in a daze as he ate. He picked up a piece of the yellow vegetable and put it in his mouth. He chewed slowly, as if savoring it and examining the flavor.

“You still haven't answered my question,” Yan Feng said as she ate. “What academy do you teach at?”

“Shrek,” Wu Zhangkong answered quietly.

“Shrek Academy, huh? Good one...” Then the realization hit her, and Yan Feng nearly dropped her bowl. She stared at Wu Zhangkong with wide eyes, her voice going up an octave as she yelped, “Y-you're a teacher at Shrek Academy?”

Wu Zhangkong glanced at her, then went back to eating. “What about it?”

“N-nothing.” Yan Feng fought to suppress her astonishment, but in her heart, she rejoiced. He's perfect!

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