It was an exquisite glass cart, wrapped with a string of lights, shining brightly, making the fruit cake on it look beautiful. Around the edge of the cake, there were also several jars of colorful fruit juice carefully arranged.
Zhao Xiaofeng and two of his little followers pushed the glass cart, walking past countless students who were dining. Zhao Xiaofeng was protected by a top guy, so he didn't fear teachers at all.
He pushed the glass cart all the way to the table where the first-year students were.
Zhao Xiaofeng looked at the neighboring table's Lan Zichen and Wu Yunzhi and shouted, "Cut the cake!"
He then motioned, and the two little followers picked up the cake knife while Zhao Xiaofeng lifted the cake and said to the people around, "Today's my birthday, everyone have some cake."
His students, who were bought off beforehand, immediately stood up from the table and said enthusiastically,
"Bro, happy birthday, let's share the joy!"
He handed them the cake.
