食堂里乱糟糟的，人声鼎沸。赵磊扒拉着碗里的米饭，眼珠子却瞟着一侧的林峰。那个家伙正跟几个人眉飞色舞地说着什么，时不时还比划两下，唾沫星子乱飞，也不知道在吹牛逼还是真有什么本事。

赵磊心里嘀咕，这小子最近是真走了运，之前还是个没人搭理的废柴，现在倒好，成了香饽饽。 Not only because of his newly acquired popularity, but also because of his unexpected performance in the latest group competition. They were all picked to fight against the upperclassmen, and surprisingly, Lin Peak had become the team's savior by relying on his hitherto undiscovered abilities.

“Feifei, did you see that? Lin Peak actually won with just a single move!” one of the classmates beside Lin Peak exclaimed, full of admiration.

林峰被夸得有点不好意思，嘿嘿一笑，“运气，完全是运气。”

林峰’s words didn't sound convincing, but everyone seemed to buy it. Alas, this didn't bother Lin Peak at all; instead, he felt pleased. After all, in this world, everyone likes to believe that success is due to good fortune. It's easier to accept than admitting that someone has extraordinary skills.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the dinner break.大家纷纷收拾餐具，食堂里的人渐渐少了。