A higher-dimensional incarnation, starting by leveraging the stars.

Jiangcheng University, afternoon, Jiangcheng University Library.

Hu Biao sat in his usual spot by the window in the library, looking at the book "Advanced Bioinformatics Algorithms" spread out in front of him, completely immersed in the ocean of knowledge.

The light was blocked by a figure.

His gaze did not leave the pages of the book, nor did he seem to care that this was a library, and the lights were very bright.

"Excuse me, are you Hu Biao?"

The voice was deliberately lowered, but it was still clear in the quiet library, where the sounds of turning pages and scratching pens filled the air.

Hu Biao frowned slightly, slowly raised his head, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.

He was a very handsome young man, wearing a well-tailored light gray casual suit, with his hair meticulously styled. He looked like an elite young man, or at least he was trying to project that image. However, there was still a clear naiveté unique to college students in his eyes. In fact, Hu Biao's extremely keen senses allowed him to sense the other party's subtle, suppressed hostility.

Of course, Hu Biao was also very unhappy. He dared to disturb me while I was studying. He really had no sense of propriety!

"Hello, my name is Fang Wenyuan, and I'm a third-year student in the School of Design. I've come to talk to you about Lin Wanqing."

The other party got straight to the point, looking at Hu Biao with a hint of regret deep in his eyes.

After all, Hu Biao was not what he had imagined.

He thought Hu Biao was just a freshman from a well-off family, someone who would be easy to talk to. Who knew that after meeting him today, oh my god—

What a despicable scoundrel!

We're kindred spirits!

Moreover, it was a more complete defeat than I had ever suffered!

You think Hu Biao spends all his time in the library? With his looks, why don't any girls hit on him?

It's all because of that damned, scumbag-like aura!

He's definitely not someone to be trifled with!

"Lin Wanqing?!" Hu Biao curled his lip. "Who are you? Do I even need to talk to you?!"

After saying that, she lowered her head to read again, not wanting to pay any attention to him at all.

This actually stirred up Fang Wenyuan's rebellious spirit.

"Of course! If it weren't for you, she would definitely have joined my team and participated in this year's 'National College Student Design Competition.' Hu Biao, I don't know what your considerations were, but I think you need to understand clearly how much impact this decision might have on her!"

Hu Biao ignored him.

Fang Wenyuan leaned forward slightly, his tone carrying a hint of sincerity, "This is not an ordinary extracurricular activity. The 'National Undergraduate Design Competition' is a core competition included in the Ministry of Education's competition analysis report, and it is a top-tier competitive platform in the field of digital art and design in China. For design students, being able to participate in a team competition of this level during their undergraduate studies, especially in their first year, is an extremely rare opportunity."

Hu Biao remained unmoved.

Fang Wenyuan spoke faster and raised his voice slightly, "Don't you think you're being too selfish?! This competition is about her professional growth. This time we're connecting her with real cases, not just theoretical discussions. The works have the potential to be implemented directly, and even commercially. This kind of hands-on experience, from research and concept to facing market testing, is far better than any amount of theoretical lectures in a classroom! It can greatly stimulate creative inspiration and improve comprehensive professional abilities."

"Moreover, this is also related to her future resume. Awards of this level are highly significant 'landmark achievements' when applying for graduate school admission, performance evaluations, or securing excellent internships. Awards are a bright spot when applying for further studies both domestically and internationally. As her senior, I've seen her work; she's truly talented and shouldn't be overlooked. What she needs most now is to enter a high-level platform, receive systematic project training, and exchange ideas with outstanding peers, not…"

Looking at Hu Biao, who remained calmly engrossed in his book, his anger intensified, his tone carrying a clear hint of contempt. "Instead of wasting time on unrealistic, unrealistic game settings and visuals. Hu Biao, I don't care what your relationship with Lin Wanqing is. But if you truly care about her, you shouldn't let your selfishness interfere with her crucial career path. This is a key starting point that allows her to quickly distinguish herself and lay a solid foundation in the design field. Have you considered that this might jeopardize her future?"

"Are you done talking?!"

Hu Biao reluctantly put down his book and looked at Fang Wenyuan, whose face was filled with righteous indignation. "There are plenty of pretty girls in school. Go find someone else. Lin Wanqing is not suitable for you."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Fang Wenyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he became somewhat nervous.

"You're still too young!" Hu Biao closed his book, leaned back in his chair, and laughed. "We're all men, what are you pretending for? There are plenty of talented people in the design school, why are you fixated on her? It's just that she's pretty, what's there to be ashamed of? Don't make up a bunch of excuses."

"Hmph, judging a gentleman by your own petty standards. I only did this because I saw that he truly has talent and genuinely cares about her future..."

"Who are you? Does she need you to worry about her future? Do you even know who her father is?!"

"ah?!"

Hu Biao's question startled Fang Wenyuan, and his tone faltered. "Who is her father?"

I don't even know her well yet, how would I know who her father is?

"Do you know who the expert committee members are for this year's Southeast Region competition, or for previous national finals?"

"What does this have to do with her?!"

"Her father's name is Lin Boyuan. He's the vice president of our provincial design institute, a nationally renowned architect, and has been invited multiple times to serve as a judge for competitions like the 'National Design Master Award.' He's not only a judge for this year's university student design competition, but also one of the question setters. Do you think it's appropriate for her to participate in this year's university student design competition?!"

"And her grandfather is the chief designer of the Imperial Design Institute, a disciple of Grandmaster Liang, a supreme elder of a prestigious and righteous school. Would she, a top figure in the design world, have her future hindered by not participating in your team, a third-year university student? Aren't you overestimating yourself?!"

"Well!"

Fang Wenyuan's expression changed drastically. He had never expected that Lin Wanqing had such a powerful background, nor had he expected that there were such complicated relationships involved!

Lin Wanqing's father is actually a judge in this year's college student design competition!!

And her grandfather was none other than Master Lin, a towering figure in the domestic design world.

This……

This guy is definitely a top-tier talent in the design world!

However, this made him even more excited!

If I can win over Lin Wanqing, I won't have to take any detours on the path of design at all!

However, Hu Biao's next words made his face turn pale and then red. "Her future has nothing to do with you, her father, her mother, and her grandfather. Besides, before she went to school, her mother told me to keep an eye on her at school and make sure she studies hard, especially in her first and second years. She told me not to let her be distracted by trivial things. So, Fang, please stay away from her. Otherwise, if I tell her mother that you have ill intentions towards her, I don't know what the consequences will be."

"Are you threatening me?!" Fang Wenyuan's expression changed.

Hu Biao chuckled. "Of course! Do you think I'm some kind of good person?!"