Delta: The First Person at the Peak

Chapter 217 Class? Execution!

Jiang Feng felt a chill run down his spine.

As we all know, the typical way general education courses end is that everyone submits their final papers amicably, and then in the last class, the teacher randomly calls on a few unlucky students to come up and read their papers, and then asks a few related questions casually. That's how it goes, everyone just goes through the motions, you fool me and I fool you, and that's how it ends.

Aside from a few unlucky guys losing face, there's nothing wrong with it at all.

But once Anke arrived, everything changed completely.

The attention they attract is off the charts, reaching 200%. When the two of them sit together, it's impossible for anyone not to look their way.

Anke's face was already somewhat famous at school, not to mention that she wasn't even from this school. Just sitting in this classroom was already eye-catching enough, and when she was next to him, they instantly became the focus of everyone's attention. Even the students in the front row couldn't help but turn around and look frequently, and whispers of gossip drifted over, all speculating about the relationship between the two.

Even if they were huddled in the last row of the lecture hall, their good looks would make them no different from those in the front row.

This isn't random roll call anymore; it's mandatory roll call!

Jiang Fengguang broke out in a cold sweat just imagining himself going on stage with a ghostwritten paper that he hadn't even read.

A bitter smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he lowered his voice and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Anke tilted her head, a faint smile playing in her eyes, her tone perfectly natural:

"Didn't we agree to discuss the club's operations today? I figured I had nothing else to do, so I came early to wait for you."

What she didn't say was that she had specifically asked her best friend for advice that morning, saying that if she wanted to get closer to him, she should create more of these unexpected little surprises, and that catching him alone would be the most effective.

And if you don't have the courage to confess, then you have to use some clever tricks to assert your dominance—haven't you seen how popular Jiang Feng is among the female college students now?

As she spoke, An Ke took out a warm cappuccino from her canvas bag, the cup sleeve still printed with delicate patterns, and handed it to Jiang Feng, her fingertips lightly touching the back of his hand:

"Try this. I bought it from a coffee shop run by a local owner in Yunshui. Their milk foam is super creamy and I think it tastes especially good. I bought it for you to try."

The rich aroma of coffee mixed with a faint milky scent wafted over. Jiang Feng looked at the cup handed to him, then at An Ke's bright eyes. He was inwardly groaning, but he couldn't refuse. He could only grit his teeth and accept it, with only one thought in his mind: "Oh no, I'm going to be even more conspicuous now. I probably can't avoid being called out today."

The gossipy gazes around him intensified, and some people even secretly took out their phones to take a couple of pictures. Jiang Feng felt his cheeks burning; he had never been this nervous in his entire life, even when playing against Delta Force's 22-kill record.

Sure enough, as soon as the teacher pushed open the door and swept his gaze across the classroom, he was immediately struck by this peculiar sight—in a lecture hall that could hold dozens of people, half of them were looking back, and in the last row sat a strikingly handsome man and beautiful woman.

The teacher put down his lecture notes and jokingly said with a smile, "Wow, quite a few people have come today."

After speaking, his gaze fell directly on the last row. "Who are the two students at the very back? I know the male student, no need to say more. As for Jiang Feng, he's very famous. I've wanted to meet you for a long time."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Feng felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

As she spoke, the teacher's gaze fell on An Ke again, and she casually asked, "Which department are you from, female student? You look unfamiliar."

An Ke stood up gracefully, her voice sweet and obedient: "Teacher, I'm from Zhejiang University of Media and Communications. I've heard that your classes are exceptionally good, so I came here specifically to audit your lectures."

Upon hearing this, the whole class burst into laughter. Even the teacher was amused and waved his hand, jokingly saying, "Oh dear, didn't you come with your boyfriend? There's no need to give this old man such face."

One sentence brought the whole class's laughter to its peak.

Jiang Feng lowered his head even further, wishing he could disappear into a crack in the ground. Oh no, he was doomed. If they didn't call his name during roll call, he would just eat it.

An Ke wasn't intimidated at all. She smiled with her eyes crinkling, neither denying nor admitting it. She obediently sat down, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Jiang Feng's reddened ear tips and secretly curled the corners of her mouth.

But just as the commotion subsided, the classroom door was gently pushed open again, and a figure hurriedly walked in—it was Fang Ningxue.

She's been so busy with club stuff lately that she hasn't even had time for class. She was late, still clutching the club planning sheet she hadn't had a chance to collect. As soon as she came in, she started explaining to the podium, "Teacher, I'm sorry I'm late."

The entire class's gaze instantly shifted from Jiang Feng Anke in the last row to Fang Ningxue, the commotion abruptly ceased, only to erupt into an even louder uproar.

Everyone knows that Jiang Feng is accompanied by two beauties, Fang Ningxue and An Ke. Rumors about their relationship with Jiang Feng have been circulating all over the school, with all sorts of speculations. Today, the three of them actually ended up in this general education class!

Fang Ningxue was startled by the gazes of the entire class. Following their gazes, she turned around and immediately saw Jiang Feng huddled in the back row, with An Ke smiling beside him. In front of them was a cup of coffee with a floral pattern. The scene was glaringly obvious.

She froze for two seconds, her mind went blank for a moment, and then she came to her senses, picked up her books and walked towards the back row—in the huge lecture hall, there were two empty seats next to Jiang Feng, which was also the emptiest spot in the whole room.

As soon as Fang Ningxue took her first step, the whole class erupted in cheers.

"oh--!!"

Today's general education class was definitely worth it!

An Ke was also taken aback for a moment, clearly not expecting Fang Ningxue to come as well. She quickly forced a smile and raised her hand to greet her, "Ningxue, you're here too."

Fang Ningxue walked to the other side of the river and sat down, returning the smile with grace and poise:

"Coco, why didn't you tell me you were coming? I should have come with you so we could have talked about club matters."

An Ke was speechless for a moment after hearing this, and could only nod with a smile, but secretly glanced at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng sat between the two women. To his left was An Ke, whose eyes crinkled with laughter, and to his right was Fang Ningxue, whose features were delicate and beautiful. Both of them turned their heads to look at him, their warm breaths almost touching his ears. All eyes in the room were fixed on the three of them, and even the teacher on the podium watched the spectacle with a smile.

This isn't a general education class; it's a public execution!

To be honest, he'd rather gamble with the game than sit here.

Having watched the commotion unfold, the teacher cleared his throat, a meaningful smile playing on his lips:

"Alright, alright, stop making a fuss. Let's not waste any more time and start the class."

"In the last class, let's skip the small talk and get straight to checking the homework."

The teacher picked up the roster on the table. "We'll randomly select a few students to come up and share their papers, and then answer two short questions for me."

As he spoke, he pretended to flip through the roster, his finger pausing on the paper for a few seconds as if he hesitated, then looked up, his gaze precisely locking onto Jiang Feng in the last row, his tone light and cheerful:

"First up, let's have Jiang Feng come up and share his paper with everyone."

The moment he finished speaking, all eyes were on Jiang Feng's face, and thunderous applause erupted.

The river breeze is numb.