Returning to my senior year of high school before college, I became addicted to dating.

While Lin Feng and his two companions were enjoying their meal and chatting happily...

A young man wearing a floral shirt walked in through the door. He had a perm with highlights, wore sunglasses, and had a gold chain around his neck. He was followed by two henchmen.

He glanced around the restaurant, his gaze landing on Liu Chengcheng. He took off his sunglasses and smiled.

"Chengcheng, didn't you say you had something to do today? Oh, so you're eating here."

Liu Chengcheng looked up, her expression changing:

"Zhang Hao? What brings you here?"

"I came with you." Zhang Hao walked over, pulled out a chair next to him, plopped down, and crossed his legs.

He glanced at Lin Feng, then at Song Yan: "These two are... your brother and sister-in-law?"

"This is my boyfriend," Liu Chengcheng said, pointing to Lin Feng.

Zhang Hao sized Lin Feng up and down, then chuckled, "Him? With two girls? Just because he drives a beat-up Audi?"

Raymond Lam's Audi A6 was parked at the entrance; it was definitely considered a nice car on this street.

The other party clearly had ill intentions, and Song Yan was a little scared. She moved closer to Lin Feng and took his arm.

Lin Feng gently patted Song Yan's hand and looked at Zhang Hao, "What kind of car do you drive?"

"I don't have a car," Zhang Hao said matter-of-factly, "but my dad does. My dad drives a BMW."

"That belongs to your dad, not you."

Zhang Hao's face darkened: "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, you have no right to act tough in front of me." Lin Feng put down his knife and fork, leaned back in his chair, and looked at him.

"We're eating, and you weren't allowed to sit at our table. Get out! Don't embarrass yourself."

Zhang Hao, his face contorted with rage, retorted, "Fuck your mother! I'm only sitting at your desk out of respect. Do you even know who I am?"

One of his henchmen leaned over and whispered:

"Brother Hao, this guy looks like Lin Feng from No. 4 Middle School. He's the school's top dog, and I heard he's pretty ruthless."

Zhang Hao's expression changed, but he still stubbornly insisted:

"What's so harsh about him? He's just a student."

Lin Feng looked at Zhang Hao with icy eyes:

"I don't want to know who you are, and I dislike empty talk, so if we can fight, let's try to avoid words. One-on-one or all three of you coming at me? You choose."

Zhang Hao glanced at Liu Chengcheng, who was grinning mischievously. Naturally, he wouldn't back down in front of his goddess.

"Whether you want to know or not, I have to tell you: my dad is the deputy director of the Forestry Bureau. Believe me or not, I'll kill you."

Lin Feng scoffed, "That's irrelevant. I'm asking you, is it a one-on-one fight or all three of you coming at me together? Don't you understand?"

Zhang Hao then looked at Liu Chengcheng.

Liu Chengcheng was quite happy to see Lin Feng stand up for her. She raised an eyebrow at Zhang Hao, not wanting to miss out on trouble, and asked:

"Zhang Hao, my boyfriend is asking you a question! Answer him! What's wrong? You're too scared?"

Zhang Hao thought to himself, Lin Feng is just one person, and the title of "top dog of No. 4 Middle School" is just an empty title. What's so scary about him?

He pointed at Lin Feng and arrogantly said, "You little brat, you're really good at showing off! You dare come out with me?"

Lin Feng stood up, and Song Yan immediately grabbed his arm, her eyes full of worry, and said, "Lin Feng, don't go! Don't fight."

He gave Song Yan a reassuring look and patted her hand, "A few punks, it's alright, trust me."

After comforting Song Yan, he looked at Zhang Hao and said, "Let's go."

Zhang Hao stood up and whispered to his two henchmen behind him, "Beat them to death later. I'll pay for any damage."

Another underling whispered, "Brother Hao, are we really going to fight? He's the top dog at No. 4 Middle School, I heard he's pretty good at fighting."

Zhang Hao glared at him: "Stop talking nonsense. We've been training you for a long time, and I've certainly taken you guys out for a good time."

The two henchmen nodded repeatedly, their gazes toward Lin Feng turning fierce.

Liu Chengcheng then took Song Yan's slightly trembling arm.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, Lin Feng is very good at fighting, and I'm here for you! If things get bad, I'll step in." She patted her chest, looking confident.

Song Yan still looked worried. She couldn't understand why they had to fight! Couldn't they just explain things clearly?

As soon as they stepped out the door, Zhang Hao launched a sneak attack, trying to strike first. He jumped up and kicked Lin Feng in the back.

Song Yan screamed in fright, "Ah... Lin Feng!"

Liu Chengcheng, on the other hand, had a look on her face as if she were watching a show.

As Lin Feng turned to dodge the kick, he also grabbed Zhang Hao's leg.

Alright then. Raymond Lam's Showtime! is about to begin.

(Please imagine the dance music and background music yourself).

"Snap..." A right whip kick.

"Snap..." A left front kick.

"Snap..." Five lashes in quick succession.

Zhang Hao may have been careless.

No flash, just a smile.

"Smack..." An over-the-shoulder throw.

"Snap..." A cervical spine was chopped off.

"Snap..." A naked choke.

Stopping at the point doesn't work.

"Snap..." One of them broke a bone.

"Snap..." A sore neck.

"Snap..." There was another one pretending to be dead.

Connect...to...transform...and...hair!!

Finished, collect...

Zhang Hao and his two companions fell to the ground, groaning in pain, attracting a crowd of onlookers.

Liu Chengcheng clapped her hands excitedly, exclaiming, "Amazing! Amazing!"

"No wonder he's the man who was my equal at No. 4 High School."

Song Yan rushed forward: "Lin Feng, are you alright?"

Lin Feng took a couple of deep breaths and waved his hand:

"It's alright, let's go."

The three got into the Audi, and Lin Feng first drove Song Yan home. In the car, Song Yan sat in the back seat, and Liu Chengcheng sat in the front passenger seat.

When they arrived at Song Yan's apartment building, Song Yan got out of the car, walked to the driver's seat, bent down, and kissed Lin Feng.

"I'm leaving, bye-bye, drive carefully."

Lin Feng nodded. He then drove Liu Chengcheng home and parked the car downstairs at her apartment building.

Liu Chengcheng unbuckled her seatbelt but didn't rush to get out of the car.

"Brother Feng."

"Um?"

Thank you for today.

"What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for treating me to dinner, thank you for not looking down on me. And thank you for helping me beat up Zhang Hao."

Liu Chengcheng lowered her head, her voice much softer than usual.

"I know I'm not as pretty as them, nor as gentle; I'm just a tomboy. But I'll try my best."

Lin Feng looked at her and reached out to pat her head: "You don't need to try hard, just be yourself."

Liu Chengcheng looked up, grinned, and smiled like a fool. "Then I'm leaving."

"Um."

She pushed open the car door, got out, took a couple of steps, and then turned back.

"Brother Feng, do I look good in a dress?"

"nice."

Liu Chengcheng happily entered the building.

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair and lit a cigarette.

My phone vibrated; it was a text message from Liu Chengcheng:

"I'm so happy today. Thank you, Brother Feng."

My phone vibrated again; it was a text message from Liu Jiaqi:

"What time should you come to see me tonight?"

Raymond Lam replied: "Six o'clock."

I started the car and drove towards Jinxiu Garden.

He glanced at the storefront he rented as he passed by.

Construction is about to begin next week; the most awesome online entertainment city in Huanan County is about to be born.

Lin Feng stepped on the gas, and the Audi A6 sped through the afternoon sun in Huanan County.

(Dear parents who provide food and clothing, if you've read this far, calling me "Mom and Dad" isn't wrong.)

(Reply with 1 if you like romance novels.)

(Type 2 if you like watching the main character make money.)

(Type 3 if you enjoy watching the protagonist show off and get humiliated.)

(My storyline needs your participation. Please let the child know what you like to watch, okay?)