I'm not the underworld

Chapter 318 The Power of a Scholar

Hearing this, the pupils of the athletic boys who seemed to be full of strength shrank.

As expected of being the top scorer in the high school entrance examination, he was really crazy!

But, did he go crazy in the wrong place?

Here, it is not a prestigious school where grades are paramount.

The boy who had just talked to Chen Yifan raised his hand and slapped him in the face...

Ten minutes later, Chen Yifan and Luo Wensen came slowly to the infirmary.

"Bang bang!" Seeing that the door was closed, Chen Yifan knocked on the door.

Luo Wensen was supported by him stiffly, as if he couldn't even feel the pain in his feet, but he just lowered his head, not daring to look at Chen Yifan more.

If he was stabbed twice in the foot, let him know that Chen Yifan is not a soft persimmon that can be kneaded at will.

Then, the violent scene just now made him feel regretful.

Fuck you nerd, this guy is clearly a warrior!

The [-]th Taibao, who dominates the campus, is just a younger brother in front of him, and he has no enemy!
Not long after, the door of the infirmary opened, and a skinny old man wearing glasses, who looked like a pedantic old man, appeared in front of the two of them.

The old man invited the two of them into the room with a blank expression, asked Luo Wensen to sit down on an old hospital bed, treated his wound, and then told them to leave.

From the old man's expression, one can see that he is full of impatience and contempt for these hopeless waste materials.

……

Back in the classroom, the first class is over.

The classroom during class is still messy, let alone the classroom after class.

The girls gathered together in twos and fives to gossip, and some looked in the mirror smugly, stroking a few strands of their hair.

As for the boys, they were much more active. Some settled their "personal grievances" in the open space at the back of the classroom, and some played pranks and laughed.

The whole classroom was full of smog.

In front of Ao Lingyuan's seat, there are boys in the class.

Seeing Chen Yifan and Luo Wensen come back, the bustle here was quiet for a moment, and the students in the class looked at them one after another.

To be precise, looking at Chen Yifan, his expression was still so interesting, with malicious intentions.

Chen Yifan ignored them and walked straight to Ao Lingyuan's seat.

Pushing away a few students, Ao Lingyuan was wrestling with a tall boy in a sweatshirt.

"What is this for?" Chen Yifan was inexplicably upset, narrowed his eyes, and raised his eyebrows.

"He wanted to ask me out for dinner, but I just refused him and still couldn't figure it out, so I had to promise him that if he won the arm wrestling, I would agree." Ao Lingyuan's expression was flat, her brows were slightly frowned, showing impatience for this person.

Competing with Long, is this guy kidding?
Even though he knew he couldn't win against Ao Lingyuan, Chen Yifan still slapped the guy's hand that was grabbing Ao Lingyuan: "I'll do it!"

A trace of surprise flashed in Ao Lingyuan's eyes, and then she couldn't help but smiled, and quickly put away her smile, stood up and asked Chen Yifan to sit in her seat.

"Why?" Although he didn't think that Chen Yifan's thin body would be stronger than him, Wankang still frowned, not agreeing.

"Only she is my fiancee!" Chen Yifan looked directly at Wan Kangdao, with displeasure in his eyes.

"If you want to ask her out for dinner, you have to pass my test first."

"Fiancee? How old are you..." Wan Kang refused to believe it.

"Does this have anything to do with age?" Ao Lingyuan asked indifferently.

If Chen Yifan's strength is still there, even if Chen Yifan is only one year old, if he says he wants to hold a wedding, then he has to follow him.

"Can't you compare? If not, get out, don't pester her!" Chen Yifan reprimanded, not being as gentle as he had always been.

"Compare!" Wankang glanced at the two of them, raised his hand on the table and said.

Immediately, it was ridiculed again: "Eating alone can't satisfy me. Since you are confident in the competition, if you lose, how about lending me your fiancee to play for a few weeks?"

"It's a no-brainer to be the number one in the high school entrance examination! Even my girlfriend is so beautiful, I'm very interested."

"If you lose, I want you to kneel down and promise Yuan'er that you won't harass her anymore, and run around naked on the playground three times!" Chen Yifan said with a twitch of his lips.

He didn't intend to do anything to this guy, but since his mouth is so dirty, it's impossible not to make a big fool of him.

"You!" Chen Yifan's words changed Wankang's expression.

This time it was about Chen Yifan asking with a smile: "Are you still comparable?"

"Or, do you dare to compare!"

Wankang frowned. This kind of bet is really embarrassing.

But that also needs to be fulfilled only if you lose.

He looked at Chen Yifan again. Although he was not short, he was not very strong, and he was the top scorer in the high school entrance examination. Even though he had just deflected the "attacks" of so many students, it was because of his crushing IQ that he had predicted it in advance.

In terms of strength, how can a guy who has been studying all year round be able to compare with him?

"Bi!" Wankang sneered and opened his hands.

Chen Yifan shook hands with him calmly and put his arms on the table.

Almost at the moment when the two shook hands, Wankang exerted all his strength in an instant, trying to bring down Chen Yifan.

Chen Yifan's hands remained motionless, and Wankang's strength was not to be feared in the face of strength eight times that of an adult.

"Who's going to be the referee and start calling?" Chen Yifan asked with a smile while holding Wan Kang's hand.

Seeing his motionless hands, Wankang panicked at this moment, looked up at Chen Yifan in shock, and increased his strength.

But Chen Yifan's hand was still motionless.

Cold sweat broke out from Wankang's forehead. He seemed to be unable to hear the sound of the outside world, but kept increasing his strength, trying to bring down Chen Yifan, so that his face turned red.

In the eyes of others, the match hadn't even started yet, and they were a little puzzled by Wankang's flushed face.

Ao Lingyuan volunteered to be the referee.

If it was a competition from other people, she would be too lazy to take care of it.

But since Chen Yifan participated, she was afraid that other people would be the referee, which would be disadvantageous to Chen Yifan.

She didn't know why, but from the very beginning, she could feel that everyone here seemed to hold a kind of hostility towards Chen Yifan.

This is the envy, jealousy and hatred of the learning scum towards the learning god, and the indisputable anger at his own sorrow and misfortune.

"Three...two...one! Start!" Ao Lingyuan shouted unhurriedly.

"Bang!" Almost as soon as her words fell, Wan Kang's hand was pressed down on the table by Chen Yifan.

And Wankang just recovered from his "race vision".

"..."

"how is this possible?"

The surrounding students were full of disbelief. No matter how unbearable Wankang was, he couldn't be defeated in a second, right?

He was repeated for one year, but he was the sports minister of the school's student union!

Yes, in the eyes of others, Wankang lost in a second, but in Wankang's eyes, this match has lasted for a long time, and he has to accept it!
"I...lost!" Wankang said in a daze, got up numbly, and returned to his seat in the back row of the classroom, like a walking dead.

He couldn't accept losing to the "nerd" who was the number one in learning!

Since he was a child, he has been a study idiot, the kind with perfect scores in sports, the so-called academic master who knows how to study without disdain.

And now, the only pride in his heart crumbled.

(End of this chapter)