"Lunchtime is almost here, let's discuss this in the afternoon! If there's nothing else, let's move on!" Duan Peng said, toughing it out.
"Alright then! I won some money this morning, so ice cream is on me! Don't rush off, everyone; I'm going to the store to buy some!" With that announcement, Yue Feng sauntered off toward the canteen's adjacent store.
Zhao Zheng originally thought that Yue Feng's offer to treat everyone to ice cream was only for the six who participated in the fish-off plus the judge, but after a while, he saw Yue Feng returning with two large plastic bags full of ice cream.
Good grief, there was enough for all thirty-one people in the class!
"The senior members of the club are treating everyone to ice cream, one for each person, no need to be shy!"