Feng Ze was tall for his age, but years of malnutrition had left him thin. You could tell just by looking at the contours of his face.
Meng Yang, on the other hand, had a perfectly sturdy build. He was tall and strong, and even his arms were noticeably thicker than Feng Ze's.
The two boys sat down opposite each other.
"Come on!" Meng Yang planted his hand on the table and glared at Feng Ze.
Feng Ze raised his hand and clasped his.
A crowd of children rushed over and surrounded them.
The chubby boy shouted, "Wait, wait! I'll be the referee! I'll be the referee!"
The children chattered away.
"I'll count down from three!"
The chubby boy settled into a wide-legged stance and held their joined hands, staring straight ahead with the utmost seriousness. "Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
The chubby boy let go. "Go!"
He had barely finished speaking and hadn't even blinked.
Then he watched that hand go straight down!
"Huh?"
The chubby boy's eyes widened.
It was over before it had even begun.
"N-no, that doesn't count!" Meng Yang shouted. "That one doesn't count! Let's go again!"
Feng Ze had little patience for this and was about to speak when he noticed Tao Zhiyan had practically pressed himself against him.
Those eyes were positively shining.
The little boy's eyes were round and wide, his mouth half-open, revealing the fruit candy tucked inside. "You're so amazing, big brother~"
Feng Ze was speechless.
He paused for two seconds, then turned back to Meng Yang. "Let's go."
This time, Meng Yang was serious. He loosened up his arm, clenched his fist a few times, then looked at Tao Zhiyan. "What do you mean, your big brother's amazing?"
"Watch closely. I'm definitely winning this time!"
Tao Zhiyan didn't believe him at