124: Chapter 124 How about we make a bet?

After Zhou Mingyuan and Wang Yuhong left, Counselor Shen Na, who had been holding it in for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak up:

"Why did you tell the leaders just now that you would rank in the top three for every subject?"

Although Chen Fan scored 709 on the college entrance exam and had the highest score in the School of Management, he had to manage a company while attending classes, so he would inevitably neglect his studies.

Passing might be possible, but aiming for the top three was basically unrealistic.

Looking at Counselor Shen Na's anxious face, Chen Fan knew she was worried about him.

"Teacher Shen, don't worry. The top three is nothing; it's no big deal to me. Your student here is a top scholar who scored 709 on the college entrance exam."

Hearing Chen Fan's words, Counselor Shen Na couldn't help but glare at him: "No matter how much of a top scholar you are, if you don't attend class or study, it'll be hard to even pass, let alone reach the top three."

"Teacher Shen, rest assured. Since I dared to guarantee it, I will definitely be able to achieve it." Chen Fan smiled. "How about we make a bet?"

"Bet on what?"

"Let's bet on whether I can make it into the top three. If I win, you agree to do one thing for me; if I lose, I agree to do one thing for you."

Hearing Chen Fan's words, Counselor Shen Na became interested: "I agree, but what you ask me to do cannot be illegal, immoral, interfere with my normal work, or…"

"Don't worry, Teacher Shen, it will definitely be something within your capabilities."

"Fine, I agree."

"Then it's a deal."

Counselor Shen Na wanted to say something else, but suddenly remembered something else: "Right, regarding your college entrance exam score, the school has a scholarship for outstanding freshmen. I'll send you the application form later."

"How much is it?"

"Four thousand yuan." Counselor Shen Na glanced at him. "But you're earning millions a month now, so you probably don't care about this little bit of money, right?"

Chen Fan smiled: "There's really no need. Let's leave it for classmates who are in financial difficulty."

"Are you sure?" Counselor Shen Na asked.

"I'm sure." Chen Fan nodded. "The number of school scholarship spots should be limited, so let's leave them for those who need them more."

"Alright, then I'll tell the school and give up the spot."

After she finished speaking, she raised her wrist to check the time: "It's getting late, I need to go too."

"Teacher Shen, let me give you a ride."

"No need, I'll just take a taxi. You go ahead and be busy with your things."

"I'm also going to school; I have a class this afternoon, so I'll drop you off on the way."

Hearing Chen Fan say he was going to class, Counselor Shen Na was taken aback, and a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes as she looked at him.

"You're not skipping class?"

Looking at Counselor Shen Na's strange expression, Chen Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Was he really that fond of skipping class in her mind?

"The company isn't busy for now, so I'm planning to attend the afternoon class."

"Alright, let's go then."

After leaving the company, they drove for half an hour and arrived at the school.

Counselor Shen Na got out of the car and headed towards the school.

Watching Counselor Shen Na's figure gradually walk away.

Chen Fan restarted the car and drove to the parking lot next to the school.

Actually, parking was allowed inside the school, but Chen Fan felt that driving a Porsche onto campus was still a bit too conspicuous, so he parked in the adjacent parking lot.

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The first class in the afternoon was Ideological and Moral Cultivation and Legal Literacy.

The teacher was a middle-aged man in his forties with a square face, eyebrows as thick as two brushes, and drooping corners of his eyes. When he wasn't smiling, he looked quite fierce, like an outlaw.

But as soon as he started lecturing, his voice was so gentle that he seemed like a completely different person, as if he had been replaced.

Chen Fan sat in the last row of the lecture hall, flipping through the textbook in boredom.

Actually, he felt there wasn't much point in attending this class; after all, his own ideological awareness was very high.

Since his previous life, he had sworn to have nothing to do with gambling or drugs; how could he need anyone else to teach him that kind of awareness?

He finally managed to endure the end of the class.

He checked his schedule and saw he still had to go to physical education class.

University PE classes were different from high school.

High school PE classes were generally free time; you'd run two laps and then be dismissed.

But in university, you had to choose a sport based on your interests—basketball, soccer, volleyball, badminton, table tennis, tennis, swimming, bodybuilding, yoga, taekwondo—a wide variety of options, everything was available.

He chose basketball.

In junior high, he quite liked playing basketball. Although he wasn't tall back then and was as thin as a bamboo pole, he could never get the ball, and he would get bumped away whenever he was under the basket.

But even if it was just shooting hoops or practicing dribbling, he still felt very happy.

So after starting university, when choosing a sports elective, he checked basketball without a second thought.

Actually, he was also quite interested in badminton, but he could only choose one, so in the end, he chose basketball.

4:00 PM.

On the basketball court, dozens of boys were divided into four rows, standing sparsely like four crooked utility poles.

Standing in front of the formation was their basketball PE teacher—Ma Qiu, a man in his thirties with dark skin and a robust physique. The muscles on his arms stretched his T-shirt tight; one look and you could tell he had trained.

Beside Chen Fan, the thin Zhang Yuhang sighed helplessly, his voice very low: "Why didn't I think of choosing bodybuilding or yoga back then? I could have had beauties for company. Why was I so short-sighted to choose basketball?"

Among the four people in Chen Fan's dormitory, he and Zhang Yuhang chose basketball, and Wang Lei chose soccer. Both of these sports were dominated by boys, with almost no girls signing up.

Liu Zhipeng, on the other hand, was quite cunning; he specifically picked a sport with many girls. It was said he chose yoga—though no one knew if he went to exercise or to look at the beauties.

The more Zhang Yuhang thought about it, the more unbalanced he felt, tilting his head to lean over: "Do you think that kid Liu Zhipeng is currently being surrounded by a bunch of girls doing stretches?"

Chen Fan glanced at him: "If you regret it now, there's still time. Go to the Academic Affairs Office and change it to yoga, and then you can be with the beauties in PE class from now on."

"Forget it." Zhang Yuhang wilted, his shoulders slumping. "Basketball is basketball. It's better than having no class."

Chen Fan knew that Zhang Yuhang was just all talk; he shouted loudly, but if he were actually put with a group of girls, he would be the first to chicken out.

Chen Fan in his previous life was much the same—envious to death in his heart, but when a real opportunity arose, he would shrink back. The root cause was a lack of self-confidence.

But now it was different.

Reborn once, he had money, looks, a physique he had trained, plus the wealth store and the experience of his previous dozen or so years.

With all these things combined, it would be hard not to be confident.

The PE teacher walked to the front of the formation and blew a whistle. The sharp sound pierced the air, signaling for silence.

"Today we are learning the running underhand layup. I'll demonstrate it once, watch the footwork closely—right-hand layup, jump off the right foot; left-hand layup, jump off the left foot. Don't get it mixed up. Don't turn it into a six-step; six steps is traveling."

After speaking, the teacher started dribbling from outside the three-point line, did a three-step layup, and with a light flick of his wrist, the ball grazed the square on the backboard and fell softly into the net. The movement was clean and efficient.