Happy Wind Man of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 14
Seeing that Jiang Xun didn't look at him or speak, Zhao Menghua thought that this guy was speechless by what he said. He thought that if he continued to ridicule Jiang Xun a few more words, it would be better to confuse his mind.

Jiang Xun's performance on the court had left a deep impression on him. Jiang Xun's skills could be said to be average, even poor.

But his physical fitness is so incredible that it doesn't look like what a Chinese high school student should have. American high school students, no, even NBA stars are probably like this.

How many NBA stars can take off from the free throw line and change hands to dunk?

Zhao Menghua applied to many American colleges and universities. Although he failed to pass, he also accumulated a lot of experience and knew that American schools have relatively high requirements for the comprehensive quality of students.

Students like Jiang Xun who are good at English, have no language communication barriers, and have a specialty may really be able to impress the American examiners.

And he also checked it on the Internet. The strength of Kassel College is really strong, and many professors from Harvard have transferred to it to teach.

This is the top hidden elite university in the United States, just like the hidden sect in martial arts novels. This kind of university should be prepared for future social elites like Zhao Menghua.

As for salted fish like Jiang Xun and Lu Mingfei, it's better to stay aside.

However, the number of people admitted to Harvard in mainland China each year is only in the single digits, and elite aristocratic colleges like Cassel College are more difficult.

This elite university itself is not large in scale and has very few enrollments. It would be a blessing if even one of them could be admitted.

Although Zhao Menghua looked down on Jiang Xun, it was good to be able to deal with a potential competitor.

"Zhao Menghua, are you sick?" A cold voice sounded in the lounge.

Everyone turned their attention to the owner of the voice, Su Xiaoqiang. She looked at Zhao Menghua with a icy face and said, "What is Jiang Xun wearing - your shit!"

Liu Miaomiao, who was beside her, carefully pulled her arm and said in a low voice: "Xiaoqiang, please calm down. Arguing here will leave a bad impression on the examiner."

Su Xiaoqiang broke away from her arm and said as proudly as ever: "I don't care. If they don't admit me, I will go to Stanford. My father has friends there."

After saying that, she looked at Jiang Xun tenderly and patted his back gently.

Jiang Xun looked at Su Xiaoqiang's beautiful face, which combined Chinese and Western styles. He wondered whether Su Xiaoqiang's ancestral home was Sichuan and whether she had learned the face-changing technique in Sichuan opera when she was a child. The expression on her face changed faster than turning the pages of a book.

Sure enough, he is an extremely superficial person, and he thinks it's cool and cute when a pretty girl talks dirty.

Seeing Jiang Xun looking at her, Su Xiaoqiang saw that her plain white face was lightly tapped with a pen stained with cinnabar, and the red glow spread on both sides of her cheeks, and her movements of patting Jiang Xun's back became more and more gentle.

Lu Mingfei on the side nodded slightly. Sure enough, the little Tiannu really liked Jiang Xun. He and Su Xiaoqiang were in the same class for three years, and this was the first time he saw her so gentle.

Jiang Xun didn't feel as deeply as he did. He just glanced at Su Xiaoqiang and went to find Zhao Menghua.

Zhao Menghua had a gloomy face, and he was probably harboring some bad idea in his heart.

If you don't want others to plot against you, then you should strike first and do it first - he will say it after one shot, villain logic is king.

Jiang Xun looked at Zhao Menghua and said, "Master Zhao, since you said that I am here to act as the denominator, let's make a bet."

"What are you betting on?" Zhao Menghua asked.

"Just bet on whether I can get into Kassel College, bet on money? It doesn't need to be too much, we are all classmates, too much will hurt the peace, how about 1 yuan?" Jiang Xun smiled Mi-Midi explain.

"Why should I bet with you? It's none of my business whether you get admitted or not. Besides, can you come up with 1 yuan?" Zhao Menghua asked with some lack of confidence.

Zhao Menghua's family is rich, but he is still a minor. No matter how much his family loves him, they will not give him too much money.

Although Mr. Zhao received a lot of red envelopes during the New Year and festivals, he usually spent money lavishly and raised a lot of brothers (who are bad guys). This 1 yuan was not a small amount for him.

Moreover, Zhao Menghua was not sure whether Jiang Xun would be admitted.

"No, no, Mr. Zhao can't even get out 1 yuan. You just laughed at me for not dressing up well, but I'm wearing a rent-collecting outfit. I'm just a It's reasonable for a rent collector to wear this kind of clothes."

Jiang Xun's expression was exaggerated and his tone was old-fashioned. "A well-off family like ours only has ten apartments in the city. Although it is not as profitable as Mr. Zhao's family's company that is about to go public. We can't collect a few dollars a month, just ten thousand yuan. There are still some, but I’m just tired. Look, I’m wearing rent clothes here for the interview. I really don’t have time to change, so I just earn some hard money.”

Zhao Menghua said with a livid face: "I told you, I don't need to bet with you. Don't try to use any provocation method against me. I'm not that easy to deceive."

"Hey, do you think this will work? I won't just bet on myself, but also on one more person."

Jiang Xun turned sideways and pointed behind him. Just when everyone thought he was talking about Su Xiaoqiang, and even Su Xiaoqiang was about to issue a declaration of cooperating with Jiang Xun to defeat Zhao Menghua, Jiang Xun's finger fell in the direction of Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei?
The most unlikely person in this room is Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei looks like a passerby, has an average height, average family background, poor grades, and has no special skills except playing in StarCraft.

At this time, games are still regarded as a scourge by the mainstream society. An Internet addicted boy like Lu Mingfei who can't fight is as shameless as the mouse woman under the rock. He is a marginal person and a low-level creature in the class.

Lu Mingfei also pointed at himself, and said in disbelief: "Ah Xun, when you say that you bet on another person being able to enter Kassel College, you mean me, right? Did you stay up too late lately and your strabismus and astigmatism recognized me Have you become Su Xiaoqiang?"

"That's right, it's you." Jiang Xun nodded towards Lu Mingfei, then turned to look at Zhao Menghua and said, "I bet that Lu Mingfei and I can both enter Kassel College, ten thousand each, calculated separately, Mr. Zhao Dare you take it?"

Zhao Menghua looked at Jiang Xun like a boy giving money and clapped his hands and said, "Take it, why don't you pick it up? That's it. Everyone is listening. Don't be shameless then."

"It's not like I'm cheating," Jiang Xun shook his head and said nonchalantly, "It's just 2 yuan."

Zhao Menghua was in a good mood. He was not sure whether Jiang Xun could be admitted, but he knew that Lu Mingfei would definitely not be able to get into Kassel College. He was already in an invincible position from the beginning.

You want to win with a test that can drag down the average score of our class by a small amount, just dream!
Zhao Menghua thought that 2 yuan was waving at him, and he even felt that Jiang Xun's pretentious face didn't look so hateful anymore.

Risk is the natural enemy of businessmen. Zhao Menghua, who comes from a businessman family, is very satisfied with fools like Jiang Xun who propose zero-risk transactions.

At this time, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and a handsome Chinese young man walked out, "I am the examiner Ye Sheng, is Liu Miaomiao here?"

"Tell the examiner, I have something urgent. Can I apply for an early interview?" Jiang Xunxian and Liu Miaomiao stood up and said.

Ye Sheng looked at Jiang Xun's outfit and was stunned for a moment and said, "No problem."

what's the situation?
Did you agree without even asking why?

Zhao Menghua felt that there must be something fishy about this matter.

Jiang Xun stepped forward, put his arm around Ye Sheng's shoulders and whispered in his ear, as if he had been brothers for many years, as if he had known each other before.

The examiner Ye Sheng did not push him away, but let him hug him and walked slowly to the examination room. He was very cooperative and stayed beside Zhao Menghua for a while.

Jiang Xun's voice was loud or soft. Except for Ye Sheng, only Zhao Menghua next to him could barely hear it.

My mentor appreciates me... My mentor is your boss... Internship with Senior Ye Sheng...

Zhao Menghua half-listened and half-guessed the above information. The above information had already surprised Zhao Menghua. He felt that he had been deceived by Jiang Xun. This guy was not a boy who gave away money at all, but was obviously an insidious person with connections.

Lu Mingfei was the second to arrive. Lu Mingfei's predecessor, Zhao Menghua, had already talked with them.

Everyone came for the interview after receiving a letter from Norma, the secretary of Kassel College, and no mentor was assigned to them. Currently, only Jiang Xun is known to have a mentor. This guy is definitely a well-connected person.

Zhao Menghua suddenly realized something. He turned around and looked at Lu Mingfei, who looked like a loser. Could this guy be a related person?
Impossible, impossible. Zhao Menghua pushed out of his mind the terrible thought that he might lose two five-digit figures. He raised his head and met Jiang Xun's eyes.

Before entering the door, Jiang Xun gave Zhao Menghua an evil smile like Dragon King Shura's crooked lips and the God of War.

Zhao Menghua's heart felt cold when he saw it.

(End of this chapter)