Compared to Chai Wei the diligent committee member, Ma Shicheng and his friends were far too degenerate, actually leaving school during class time to buy midnight snacks.
"Hey kids, shouldn't you be in class at this hour?" The fried skewer vendor deftly fried the skewers. He was in his early thirties with a sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked face. "Don't tell me you're ditching class? Haha."
Ma Shicheng thought to himself: *No wonder people say that even though his stall tastes good, the boss has terrible emotional intelligence and is completely unlikable.*
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