252: Chapter 252 The Lively Class Group

Since last semester, she had noticed that whether in temperament or dress, Chen Fan was somewhat different from the other male students in the class.

Back then, Chen Fan was already holding the latest iPhone model, while most students in the class were using smartphones worth one or two thousand, or even just a few hundred yuan.

Furthermore, the clothes he wore looked unremarkable, but they all bore the logos of brands like LV, Hermès, and Versace.

At the time, Zhao Zitong had thought Chen Fan was just wearing high-quality replicas, but now it seemed they were all genuine.

The short-haired girl seemed to remember something and hurriedly pulled her phone out of her pocket, snapping a photo of Chen Fan and the car's position.

The girl with the ponytail stood nearby. She withdrew her gaze from the white Range Rover, let it fall on Chen Fan's profile, and sighed, 'He gets good grades, he's handsome, and he drives such a nice car. Even I'm a little tempted.'

'It's useless to be tempted; he wouldn't be interested in you,' the short-haired girl teased.

'True. Let's go.'

Choked up for a moment, the girl with the ponytail opened her mouth to argue, but on second thought, she felt there was nothing to refute. In the end, she just pursed her lips and muttered, 'True. Let's go.' With that, she linked arms with Zhao Zitong and quickened her pace.

The short-haired girl walked at the very back, looking down at her phone as she walked, her fingers swiping across the screen.

She opened QQ, found the class group, tapped the input box, hesitated for half a second, then selected the photo she had just taken and hit send.

The photo appeared in the class group.

After the photo was sent, the group went quiet for a few seconds.

Then, messages began to pop up one by one.

'Whose car is this?'

'Holy crap, a Land Rover?'

'Isn't this Chen Fan? Why is he driving this car?'

'What's wrong with a Land Rover? Is this car very expensive?' a girl who knew nothing about cars asked.

'This is Land Rover's luxury model, the Range Rover. It costs over two million.'

'Ah, really?'

...

After seeing someone explain that the car cost over two million, the group chat became even more lively, and several people started @mentioning Chen Fan.

They wanted to ask him if he was really driving a car worth over two million.

They couldn't believe that as fellow freshmen, while they were getting a monthly allowance of around a thousand yuan from their parents, Chen Fan was driving a luxury car worth millions.

Just then, their counselor, Counselor Shen Na, sent a message in the group.

'This is someone else's private matter. Let's not discuss this in the class group.'

After Counselor Shen Na's message, a few more messages from others popped up, but they soon stopped sending them.

However, although the discussion stopped in the group chat, it actually intensified in private, even spreading to the neighboring majors.

'Did you know? Chen Fan from our class was seen driving a car worth over two million to school today.'

'Holy crap, really?'

'Really, someone even took a photo.'

'Let me see.'

...

Chen Fan was completely unaware of everything happening at school; he was still driving on the road.

Just then, his phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID—Counselor Shen Na.

Chen Fan answered the call, his tone much more casual. 'Sister Na.'

'You sound like you're in a good mood.' On the other end of the line, Counselor Shen Na's voice carried a hint of 'how can you still laugh?' Her tone wasn't heavy, but she was clearly not just calling for small talk.

Chen Fan smiled and didn't take it seriously. 'It's alright. What's up?'

'Haven't you looked at the group chat?' Counselor Shen Na asked, somewhat helplessly.

Chen Fan was taken aback, his mind not quite catching on. 'What group?'

'The class group.' Counselor Shen Na paused. 'Someone took a picture of you. Your car was parked at the school gate, and someone snapped a photo and sent it to the group. Now the whole class is talking about you.'

Chen Fan was stunned upon hearing this. 'I was photographed? What's going on? I'm driving, so I haven't checked the group messages.'

No wonder he felt his phone buzzing constantly with message notifications while driving earlier; someone in the group was probably @mentioning him. However, he hadn't expected that parking his car at the gate just this once would get him photographed, and by someone from his own class at that. He was usually low-key enough at school, rarely attending classes or showing his face. His presence was so low that probably half the class couldn't even name him. Yet today, he came for just two classes, parked his car at the school gate, and got photographed.

'Alright, it's not a big deal. I've already spoken up in the group and forbidden any further discussion.' Counselor Shen Na's tone softened, as if she were comforting someone who had been put on display.

'Hehe, thanks for the trouble, Sister Na,' Chen Fan said with a smile.

'It's good that you know,' Counselor Shen Na said, somewhat exasperated. 'By the way, did you change cars? I remember you were driving a Porsche last time.'

'Yeah, the Porsche doesn't handle bad roads well and isn't very comfortable to drive, so I switched to this one,' Chen Fan said nonchalantly, as if he were talking about changing a pair of shoes.

'Then what about your Porsche? Did you sell it?' There was a hint of curiosity in Counselor Shen Na's voice.

'It's still there, just sitting at home.'

'What you're saying is really infuriating,' Counselor Shen Na said, amused. 'Your counselor is still riding a bicycle, yet you just stop driving a luxury car worth millions and leave it sitting at home.'

Chen Fan smiled. 'Then how about I give the one I'm not driving to you, Sister Na?'

'Stop right there.' Counselor Shen Na's voice rose a few decibels. 'Are you trying to get me investigated by the school's inspection office? I'm just a counselor with a monthly salary of a little over three thousand yuan. Driving a Porsche to work? Do you think I have too much free time and want to find some trouble for me?'

'How could I?' Chen Fan leaned back against his seat, his tone casual. 'When the time comes, you can just say I'm your younger brother and you're my older sister. What's wrong with an older sister driving her younger brother's car? Who can interfere in your family affairs?'

'Stop joking around. I'm hanging up. Drive safely,' Counselor Shen Na said, somewhat exasperated.

'Haha, bye, Sister Na.'

After hanging up, Chen Fan thought about what Counselor Shen Na had just said—about him driving the Land Rover, being photographed, and having it posted in the group.

Since he had been photographed driving today, it would probably be impossible for him to quietly come to school for classes in the future.

However, Chen Fan didn't care all that much. As his company grew larger and larger, his time spent attending classes would only decrease.

One day, he would step into the public eye anyway.

So Chen Fan had already prepared himself for this.

As for the class discussing it, let them. It wouldn't affect Chen Fan anyway.

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