"Pffft!" Fatty Xu spat out a mouthful of water. Ye Tian, with his quick eyes and hands, grabbed an A4 sheet of paper from the desk and shielded his face, narrowly escaping Fatty Xu's saliva assault.
As the paper fell, Fatty Xu saw a calm face. "That's all I have to say. Don't be surprised. After all, I am a fine young man who was born under the red flag and raised in the embrace of the motherland. The nation has given me everything. I have no reason not to contribute to it. Please let me join!"
When his speech reached an emotional pitch, Ye Tian grabbed Fatty Xu's hand, giving Fatty Xu the goosebumps. These lines were usually uttered by Xu He himself; how come this kid could recite them too?
"Hold on, hold on! Don't rush, let me think this through."
Xu He, dumbstruck, pulled his hand back and then scrutinized Ye Tian, deep in thought.
