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Several minutes later, most students were seated and eating, and the vast cafeteria was well-ordered and harmonious.
At table 7, Zhao Xiaofeng took a bite of beef and said to Qi Tianheng, "Brother Tian, why aren't you eating?"
The whole table was eating, except for Qi Tianheng, who sat there motionless.
Qi Tianheng lazily smiled, "I'm waiting."
Zhao Xiaofeng asked, "Waiting for what?"
"Waiting for the person who should be here," he replied.
"Has he arrived yet?"
"He'll be here soon."
Their conversation drew curious looks from Dong Jiayi, Fang Qiuyue, and Yun Tingting at the neighboring table.
Wei Xiu Yuan pushed around some rice in his bowl, internally grumbling, 'Freaking psycho.'
30 seconds later, a man in a suit appeared at the entrance of the cafeteria, carrying a large brown wooden food container, and walked up the steps.
Soon, under the gaze of students and teachers, he made his way to table 7.
The man in the suit said respectfully, "Mr. Qi, here's your lunch."
