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Liu Wei stood on his seat, his face flushed and neck bulging as he glared at Zhang Yang, his tone even more resolute than before:

"I believe Zhang Yifan! Otherwise, why would President Tian take the time out of his busy schedule to call him!"

After speaking, she looked intently at Zhang Yifan, her eyes seemingly sparkling, her expression as if she were watching her idol sign a new endorsement deal.

Zhang Yang was speechless, cursing inwardly: "Damn it, is this guy crazy?! You believe everything Zhang Yifan says? Why don't you believe me when I say I'm Luo Dazui?!"

He suppressed his frustration, turned to Zhang Yifan, and said in a desperate tone:

"Impossible! I don't believe Mr. Tian will call you!"

Unless you can prove to everyone that it was actually Tian Jun who called you!

As soon as he said this, the classmates around him who already disliked Zhang Yifan started to chime in.

"That's right! Just let Zhang Yifan prove it. Since the two of them can make a phone call, can't they call back to prove it? Or is Zhang Yifan feeling guilty?"

Someone chimed in sarcastically, "What could the top scorer in his province be guilty of? Of course, he's guilty of being exposed for showing off, which made him look bad in front of Lin Wanqing, hahaha."

Seeing the atmosphere getting increasingly tense, Fu Kai stood up to smooth things over: "We're all classmates, why make such a fuss?"

Zhang Yang immediately took over the conversation, speaking in an extremely sincere tone, showing utmost concern for Zhang Yifan:

"Teacher Fu, we are just concerned about our classmate, afraid that Zhang Yifan will be deceived."

Maybe Zhang Yifan was scammed by this conman, which is why he's become so extravagant. We're doing this all for his own good!

Fu Kai was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Although he believed that Zhang Yifan was not the kind of person who was extravagant and wasteful, it was really too far-fetched for him to say that he knew Tian Jun.

Could it be that this child really went crazy with joy after becoming the top scholar in the province, just like Fan Jin after passing the imperial examination?

Zong Wen tugged at Fu Kai's arm, urging him to sit down.

His tone was as relaxed as if he were watching a play that had nothing to do with him: "Don't worry, Lao Fu, this is nothing to Fan Ge."

Fu Kai grew anxious and lowered his voice, saying, "This is no small matter? Yi Fan has become the target of everyone's criticism! You're his best friend, aren't you going to stop him at all!"

Zongwen picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then slowly put it down.

He said in a knowing tone, "Old Fu, let me ask you this: has the Fan brother you know ever lied?"

Fu Kai was taken aback.

He thought about it and it seemed to be true.

Zhang Yifan had never lied to him. Even when he was pursuing Lin Wanqing, he openly admitted it and pursued her passionately, making the whole school aware of it.

Could it be that……

He looked at Zong Wen in disbelief and asked in a low voice, "Does Yifan really know General Manager Tian?"

Zong Wen nodded, his tone certain: "Pretty much. Let me tell you, Brother Fan is really super rich now. You can just relax and watch the show."

Fu Kai was completely bewildered.

A year ago, Zhang Yifan almost had to apply for poverty relief. In just a few months, how did he suddenly become acquainted with someone like Tian Jun?

But at the same time, a faint sense of anticipation rose in his heart.

He's also a fan of rice; his entire smart home system is made of rice, and his alarm clock is AreyouOK, just like Liu Wei's.

If I could get to know a big shot like Tian Jun through my students, even just to exchange a few words with him would be wonderful!

Zhang Yifan leaned back in his chair, his tone still calm and composed: "I have no obligation to prove to you whether I know Tian Jun or not. Believe it or not."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang felt even more confident.

Zhang Yifan dared not prove it!

There's only one explanation—he's hiding something!

He took a step forward and said in a confident tone, "How about this, Zhang Yifan, if you can prove that the person on the other side is Tian Jun, then I will apologize to you in front of the whole class."

If it wasn't Tian Jun, then apologize to all your classmates who care about you, and then return those two Land Rovers.

Do you dare?

Zhang Yifan chuckled, a laugh devoid of anger or tension, but rather one of genuine amusement.

"Zhang Yang, after all that effort, this is the simple bet you came up with?"

Zhang Yang frowned, looking at him warily: "What do you want to bet?"

Zhang Yifan pondered for a moment, then glanced around the private room.

He saw Zhang Yang's confident face, Liu Wei's sparkling eyes, Zong Wen's amused expression, and Fu Kai's still bewildered face.

Then he saw Lin Wanqing.

She continued to gaze at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of expectation and certainty, as if she had seen through all his pretense and was convinced that he had done all this for her.

Zhang Yifan felt a chill run down his spine.

This is so unlucky!

But at the same time, a brilliant idea exploded in his mind.

He looked at Zhang Yang, a slight smile playing on his lips, and uttered a sentence that instantly silenced the entire private room.

"Let's bet on whoever loses, they'll go to the same university as Lin Wanqing."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to Lin Wanqing.

Lin Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then her face lit up with joy.

Although she believed that Zhang Yifan had become rich, she did not believe that Zhang Yifan knew Tian Jun.

His saying that was definitely a disguised way of confessing his feelings to her, so that he could legitimately go to the same university with her.

As expected, Zhang Yifan still likes her!

Her smile grew wider and wider as she looked at Zhang Yifan with a tender gaze that seemed to say, "I've seen through you all along."

It's as if they're saying: Stop pretending, I know everything.

Zhang Yang froze on the spot as if struck by lightning. The confident smile on his face hadn't even faded before Zhang Yifan's bet shattered it.

He had considered that Zhang Yifan would raise the stakes, that Zhang Yifan would gamble with money, cars, or anything else, but he never expected Zhang Yifan to gamble with this.

Go to university with Lin Wanqing?

Is this some kind of punishment? This is a steal!

Zhang Yang remembered that Lin Wanqing's academic performance was not bad, and she should have no problem consistently getting into a top-tier university.

He understood! Zhang Yifan had put on a grand show! To make Lin Wanqing feel guilty, so as to achieve further progress!

Zhang Yifan, Zhang Yifan! So you're this kind of scheming dog!

The private room was silent for several seconds before Zong Wen broke the silence.

He leaned close to Zhang Yifan's ear, lowering his voice but unable to hide the fear in his tone: "Brother Fan, have you gone too far? What if you really lose? You'll have to go to the same university as Lin Wanqing! What about Shen Zhiyi?"

Zhang Yifan picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said casually, "I won't lose."

Seeing Zong Wen's terrified expression, Zhang Yang, as if he had seized upon some flaw, immediately pressed on with the bet and loudly proclaimed:

"Alright! Let's bet on this! All the classmates here are witnesses! You call Tian Jun right now! If it's true, I concede; if it's false, you have to keep your promise!"

He was betting that Zhang Yifan wouldn't honor the bet and give up Tsinghua University or Peking University!

Even if Zhang Yifan really knows Tian Jun, so what? He can still legitimately attend the same university as Lin Wanqing!

A good book, no worse than the one from the Central Academy of Drama!

Everyone looked at Zhang Yifan again.

Lin Wanqing sat opposite her, a smile playing on her lips, her eyes as tender as if she were looking at a lover about to fulfill a promise.

Zhang Yifan picked up his phone from the table, unlocked the screen, and scrolled to the number in the call log that Zhang Yang had hung up on.

His finger hovered over the redial button for a moment, then pressed it.