The man named Feng Cheng looked at Zhang Peng with a puzzled face, furrowing his brows, and curiously asked, "You are..."
Zhang Peng happily said, "Feng Cheng, it's me, you probably don't remember, I'm Zhang Peng, your high school classmate!"
"Oh!" Feng Cheng suddenly recalled, and the disdain in his eyes grew even stronger: "I remember now, you were that fat pig in high school, right? You had such a strong smell, so you always sat in the corner, didn't you?"
Upon hearing Feng Cheng's words, the smile on Zhang Peng's face instantly vanished, turning awfully awkward.
He didn't expect that upon meeting an old classmate, Feng Cheng would give him no face at all, and his words were so unpleasant.
Zhang Peng, looking embarrassed, finally nodded helplessly: "Yes... that's me..."
