"Ah, please, no need to treat me," the student in the tracksuit waved dismissively, "The food in the school cafeteria is all equally disgusting whether it's made from good ingredients or bad ones. The only difference is whether it's poorly made with good ingredients or poorly made with bad ones."
Feng Xue followed him to the cafeteria and, upon hearing this, she said,
"I remember there are a few restaurants near the school, right?"
"Don't even mention it. The school canteen is contracted to the vice-principal's brother-in-law, so the school prohibits ordering food from outside. Only the teachers can go out to eat!"
A slightly shorter boy next to them immediately started complaining, and Feng Xue felt a flicker in her heart, sensing another pitfall approaching.
