Waste is just the threshold to my meeting.

Chapter 56 How Many Minutes Are in Life?

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

When he carried large bags of breakfast, without even bothering to cover them with his luggage, he confidently stepped into the school gate.

He then realized that the reality was far different from what he had imagined…

No one stopped him.

Throughout the entire process of entering the door, no one stopped me from having so much breakfast.

It's important to know that most students actually bring their own breakfast.

The security guards usually turn a blind eye; as long as you don't make things difficult for other people, very few people will make things difficult for you.

Since no direct conflict of interest had arisen, everyone was strictly adhering to an unspoken rule:

Bringing breakfast is perfectly acceptable, but it shouldn't be too obvious.

If that happens, and someone connected to the cafeteria discovers it, they will report it.

The Academic Affairs Office will also collect and punish such items in accordance with the student handbook and rules.

Therefore, most students who bring breakfast to school can easily enter the school gate by simply disguising themselves with their luggage bags.

But Fu Chen at that moment didn't even plan to act anymore. He simply carried the breakfasts he had brought for his classmates in plastic bags.

The three security guards each glanced at him before turning their heads away, no longer looking at him. There were two teachers from the Academic Affairs Office guarding the entrance.

One of them was Teacher Tian Tian, ​​and Fu Chen had never met the other one.

But putting everything else aside, why didn't anyone stop him when he swaggered into the school gate at this moment?

Of course, no one stopped him.

Yesterday, Principal Li Rong, in his own imagination, confirmed that Fu Chen 100% possessed a system and that his personal abilities had not disappeared.

From that moment on, he resolutely decided to give Fu Chen an absolute green light.

Whether it's his studies or the various privileges he enjoys on campus, he should be treated like royalty.

After all, he understood the principle that when one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

The underlying logic of everything is the same: value.

If a person has inherent value, then countless people will surround him.

That's why people are now more than just tolerant of Fu Chen, who comes to school early in the morning.

It wasn't a matter of turning a blind eye, but rather closing both eyes and letting him come in as he pleased.

This is a terrible situation.

Fu Chen never expected the situation to become so complicated.

If the academic affairs office doesn't confiscate all his breakfasts today, then those students will have to be responsible for their own breakfasts from now on.

Putting aside the fact that they are too stingy and unwilling to pay too much for running errands, the most important thing is that Fu Chen doesn't need a little something extra.

It's just too time-consuming and troublesome, and I don't want to lose face.

Just when everyone was ignoring his action of bringing breakfast into school.

He encountered a very familiar person walking towards him.

To be precise, it was the first person in this school with whom I became very familiar, and that person was Wang Aiguo.

Wang Aiguo had classes all afternoon yesterday, so the two of them barely saw each other.

Now that he saw him, he felt an opportunity had come.

Then, a thought struck him. As Fu Chen brushed past Wang Aiguo, he instantly pretended to accidentally bump into him, stumbling as if he were about to fall…

He accidentally spilled all the breakfast he was holding. When Wang Aiguo saw this, he hurriedly squatted down and helped him clean it up.

In that instant, Fu Chen pretended to fall accidentally, knocking Wang Aiguo to the ground. The two rolled over on the ground, completely overturning the breakfast.

Wang Aiguo looked at Fu Chen with a bewildered expression.

A few minutes later, Fu Cheng arrived at Class 5 of Grade 11 empty-handed.

"Where's our breakfast?"

The students approached, puzzled.

Fu Chen glared angrily at the cross on Yang Mike's chest and said, "You're a Christian, right?"

Mike Yang nodded: "So, you want to join us? May God bless you, the Lord will answer all our questions."

"It's all your fault that my breakfast was confiscated this time."

Mike Yang looked completely bewildered: "What do you mean by that?"

"How does your God work? Didn't you say God would bless me?"

"How come even my breakfast was confiscated? Call God down here, I want to ask him why he didn't bless me! It's all your fault, all God's fault!"

Yang Mike was speechless. He wanted to speak up and explain, but Fu Chen's gaze had already turned to Edwards.

"Edwards, you're a Buddhist, right?"

Although Edwards' skin was entirely black, his heart was yellow.

It doesn't just refer to a specific aspect, but also to his faith.

He is a Buddhist, and he goes to various temples to burn incense and pray during holidays.

He nodded.

Fu Chen scoffed, "That's terrible. It seems Buddha doesn't like you. Your Amitabha is useless."

Edwards was speechless on the spot.

He turned to Chen Jiaxin and Hua Gua, saying, "Neither of you predicted that the breakfasts would be confiscated today. How exactly did you divine? Is it even remotely effective?"

The two of them were speechless for a moment.

He then walked over to Liu Haitao and said, "So? Are you going to say again that you knew I'd get my breakfast confiscated, and why didn't you say so sooner?"

Liu Haitao seemed to have had a loophole in his language thinking system exploited by Fu Chen, and he stammered:

"Uh... I... I know you're going to have it confiscated, but..."

Click.

Under Fu Chen's highly persuasive explanation, everyone seemed to have more or less accepted the fact that their breakfast had been confiscated.

Even so, feelings of frustration were still unavoidable, and at that moment, Wang Dong came out.

"Then you're really enjoying yourself..."

Enjoy your mother's pleasure.

Fu Chen stopped his nagging in time, saying, "You're trying to steal my job, you little rascal."

"It's a good thing that breakfast has been taken away!"

"What's good about him?" Everyone looked at him, including Wang Dong.

As a psychology committee member with high emotional intelligence, he coughed twice.

"Look, none of us have any talent anyway, so cultivation and learning are useless. It's just a waste of food. Why eat so much breakfast?"

What's more, the money for one breakfast is enough for you to do a lot of things; it's almost equivalent to a pack of Double Happiness cigarettes, a first-time game recharge, one-tenth of the entry fee for Fuliji, and one-fifth of a pack of original flavor...

Besides, doesn't it take time to eat breakfast? Don't think you're useless and that time is worthless.

"So, in my opinion, you should just skip breakfast altogether. That would save you money and ten minutes of time spent eating breakfast. How many ten-minute intervals do you have in your life?"

Yup!

A single word awakened the person from their dream.

Most people suddenly realized this!

[Number of times offering comfort increased by 39]

Fu Chen turned around, and Quan Jiafei patted him on the shoulder.

"But I don't eat breakfast, how am I supposed to use the toilet in the morning?"

Fu Chen asked, "Why are you eating breakfast while squatting on the toilet?"

Family Flight: "Saves time."

Fu Chen: "That's simple, just don't squat on the toilet."

Quan Jiafei: "What if you can't hold it in?"

Fu Chen: "Then hold it in."