Nighttime.
The usually ambiguous small garden was now filled with a somber atmosphere.
Chen Shuaishuai, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, was surrounded by the three major players of Class 8.
Chen Shuaishuai tried hard to remain calm; he was no longer the timid student he used to be; he was the class leader!
He resumed his class leader identity and berated: "Do you know what you're doing? Do you know!"
The most carefree Liu Chuandao said, "I know, I'm just blocking you."
Chen Shuaishuai looked him straight in the eye: "And what about the consequences?"
Liu Chuandao stretched out his finger and poked his forehead, making his head bob: "What damn consequences?"
Chen Shuaishuai suddenly knocked his hand away and shouted angrily: "Try touching me again? Don't cross my line!"
Zhang Chi got interested, stepped up, and poked his forehead: "So what?"
Chen Shuaishuai wished he could raise his fist and smash it into his face!
