I Just Want to Deliver a Normal Takeout

"I am Chen Feng."

"..."

The voice on the phone froze for a moment, followed by heavy and rapid breathing.

"What are you asking Clover for?"

"This... This is a private matter of our track and field department. You can't control that... Chen Feng, can you?"

"What if there is no track and field department?"

Chen Feng's tone of voice was very calm, and he couldn't hear any emotional fluctuations in him.

The female voice from the track and field department was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Even if you are the one, it is impossible for the track and field department, which has been a club department since the school was founded, to be abolished!"

A certain girl who was having lunch in the classroom gritted her teeth. Chen Feng has never actually hit a woman since she entered school, and there is a Nakano Yotsuba under her department. Yotsuba often chats with her during club activities The things about Chen Feng made her think that Chen Feng didn't dare to take the risk of ruining his reputation and really rushed to beat her up.

After all, he also has to take care of his friend's mood, doesn't he?

However, Chen Feng on the other end of the phone said grimly:

"Then tomorrow, I'll go to stand at the door of your club activity room, and I'll beat up every person I see. I remember that five people can't form a club at once. Are you right?"

"I... there are girls in our track and field department!"

Chen Feng sneered: "Aren't girls human? I have always treated people as equals."

"..."

"Listen well, if there are so many shits coming to Yotsuba again..." Chen Feng's voice became so soft that only he and the person on the other end could hear, "I'll just twist your head while you're sleeping Come down and hang it at the door of your bedroom, it won't hurt your family, I'll just rest assured of you."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The girl on the other end of the phone was frightened and cried by Chen Feng, is she still a minister because of her psychological quality?shame.

Chen Feng nodded in satisfaction and returned the phone to the dazed Clover, who put the phone to his ear.

"minister……"

"I'm sorry, Nakano-san. We shouldn't leave everything to you. Each of us will do it ourselves. I'm very sorry, Nakano-san!"

The phone was hung up quickly, and Chen Feng said lightly: "Since you have chosen to take action, you should let go of the tool of escape."

The meal was almost finished, and Chen Feng was the only one who hadn't finished eating at the scene. He stroked his mouth from bottom to top to say that he would eat up the food in the bento quickly, and Wu Yue looked aggrieved.

"Student Chen forgot again, mom, I'm very sad..."

"?"

Wuyue's strange words increased again, and Chen Feng was no stranger to this.

After packing up his lunch box, Chen Feng glanced at the time, he had already taken the ancient Chinese class in the morning, and in the afternoon there were two classes that were of little significance to him, so he said to May [-]:

"I'll send this kid back. In May, please help me take a leave of absence from the teacher of the first class. I will call the teacher in charge."

"No problem, wrap it on me!"

Walking out of the school gate, Ruijier looked at Chen Feng and pointed to another path:

"Feng, the station is over there."

"I know, I'm going to go to the supermarket now. Are the ingredients at home almost used? Buy more and go home."

"Ok!"

Chapter 22 thump thump thump!Nakano, danger! (4k5)

The temperature in Chiba on rainy nights continued to drop, the flow of people on the streets became thinner in the heavy rain, and even the vehicles on the driveway speeded up in an attempt to get home faster.

Many people went to bed early, praying that it would not rain again in the coming weekend.

Only in the workshop in one apartment building, Chen Feng still sat hard at the workbench and worked.

"The last point... the last point is going to be..."

Chen Feng on the chair was holding a small model with both hands to cut and polish it. He was careful during the whole process, even though his eyes were dry and astringent, he still didn't dare to blink.

The door of the studio was tightly closed, and the room made and painted with special soundproof materials completely suppressed the noise of the machines inside.

He is working hard to make the next figure that will be collectible in his eyes.

Time passed slowly, the sound of the machine in the room stopped abruptly, Chen Feng sat down on the chair and sighed.

"Ugh……"

He failed again, the model was so poorly made that it didn't deserve to be in his collection cabinet at all.

"Another failure."

Standing up from the chair, Chen Feng stretched his waist and yawned.

"It's already past 1 o'clock?"

I actually stayed in the studio for more than 5 hours!

Looking at the model parts on the table, Chen Feng quickly assembled them, and finally threw them into a small cardboard box beside the table.This cardboard box was filled with all kinds of girls' figures and gun models, but it was a pity that these were all Chen Feng's failures, and they were the ones he didn't like at all.

Just sell these.