Gao Qi didn't understand. Today's game left him absolutely stunned. Clearly, Zhang Fan hadn't touched a ball in over two years. How was he still this good? If Zhang Fan had been practicing these past two years, his skills could easily grow to dominate provincial basketball.
The ages of sixteen to eighteen are a period of rapid physical development after all.
Zhang Fan's eyes were deep, and he smiled: "You'll know when the time comes."
"When the time comes?" Gao Qi rolled his eyes. What kind of answer was that? But then, he squinted and glanced slyly at Zhang Fan: "Fanzi, how did Ye Goddess feel?"
Ye Xuan had fallen into Zhang Fan's arms. He saw it and would've started a fight if Zhang Fan wasn't his brother. Dammit, Ye Goddess is the top dream girl of countless guys at school, and this bastard got to touch her!
Zhang Fan had a mischievous smile on his face. How did she feel? Absolutely fantastic.
"Don't fantasize about my girlfriend anymore, or I'll make you pay," Zhang Fan said quickly, looking at the nearly drooling Gao Qi.
Gao Qi's eyes widened: "500 points, dammit, I'm not doubting you, but an improvement of 200 points in four months? Impossible."
Of course, Zhang Fan couldn't reveal that he had a badass Flower Protection System. He confidently smiled: "You'll find out then."
Haha, his Intelligence had doubled, and his Spirit attribute had doubled too. Plus, he had an incredibly OP skill for studying. If he couldn't improve his grades with all that, he might as well kill himself.
"Come on, play some ball with me," Gao Qi said, slinging his arm around Zhang Fan's shoulder.
Zhang Fan shook his head: "My girlfriend's waiting for me. I'm going to go study."
Just as he was about to head back to class, a girl walked up.
"Lightning Storm, can you give me your autograph?" The girl's voice was a bit shy. She blushed, walked up to Zhang Fan, and handed him a pen.
"Huh?" Zhang Fan looked at the girl skeptically. How did she know his old nickname?
Zhang Fan activated Perspective, examining the girl.
She was about 1.6 meters tall, had shoulder-length short hair, and a very refined face with a typical loli look. And she had a great figure....
"Where do you want me to sign?" Zhang Fan asked, enjoying the view as he took the pen.
The girl blushed deeper, lowered her head, and pointed to her chest.
"Pfft!" Gao Qi almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Whoa, this girl was a bit bold. Damn, when did Fanzi get fans?
Zhang Fan glanced at the girl. This was tricky.
With a few quick strokes, he signed his name and whispered: "Girl, eat more papayas, or exercise more."
The girl let out a sharp scream: "Bad guy!" Then she turned and ran off.
Zhang Fan rubbed his nose. Did that make him a bad guy? It was obviously a loyal suggestion!
Gao Qi had a sly grin: "Hey Fanzi, you wouldn't be interested in your little fan, would you?"
Zhang Fan raised his leg and kicked: "Do I look like that kind of guy? I've got Ye Goddess." He finished, shoved the pen into Gao Qi's hand, and turned towards the classroom.
Just as Zhang Fan stepped into the classroom, a hand grabbed his shoulder. "Zhang Fan, come with me."
Zhang Fan turned his head to see Yang Xu with a stern face.
"Why not say it here? I'm busy." Zhang Fan frowned.
Yang Xu placed both hands on Zhang Fan's shoulders, speaking menacingly: "Kid, do you dare compete with me for Ye Xuan?"
Yang Xu's mood was terrible. Everyone in the 26th class knew he liked Ye Xuan. He had confessed countless times, but Ye Xuan never paid attention to him. But just an hour ago, Ye Xuan said if Zhang Fan scored 500 in the college entrance exam, she'd be his girlfriend. What the hell is that?
Zhang Fan glanced at Yang Xu: "Compete? As if Ye Xuan is yours. Let go, I need to study."
"Haha, study? Everyone, listen up! The class's bottom scorer says he wants to study. Over 300 points and he thinks he can get 500?" Yang Xu's voice was loud and full of mockery.
"Yo, isn't this Zhang Fan the Master? Last time, even Old Wang called him out. With his scores, he might as well stay home and sleep. You really think you can improve by over 200 points? Wake up!" Zhao Yue said mockingly, his voice filled with anger.
Damn, why didn't Ye Goddess tell him she'd be his girlfriend if he scored 500 points in the exam? Hell, even 600 points would be fine. What's so good about this loser? Better looking? Zhao Yue wasn't convinced. Dammit, he's had three or four girlfriends himself. More money? His parents made over 10,000 yuan a month combined. Better grades? Zhao Yue could crush Zhang Fan's scores.
"What are you doing?"
Ye Xuan stood up from her seat, slamming her book on the desk, and looked coldly at Zhao Yue and Yang Xu.
Zhang Fan was dumbstruck. An overwhelming sense of happiness filled his heart. The goddess actually spoke up for him!
"Haha, Xuan, we're just stating facts. Zhang Fan's the bottom scorer in class, even the second worst beats him by over 100 points," Yang Xu said with a smug look, his eyes brimming with possessiveness as he gazed at Ye Xuan.
Zhao Yue chimed in: "Xuan, why not be my girlfriend if I score over 600 points in the exam?"
Zhang Fan was enraged. Damn, these two dared flirt with his girl right in front of him?
But before he could respond, Ye Xuan spoke: "Ha, just you two?"
Her gaze was chilling, sweeping disdainfully over Yang Xu and Zhao Yue.
"And stop calling me Xuan. You don't have the right to call me that." Ye Xuan's voice was icy. Then she turned to Zhang Fan: "Zhang Fan, come in. I'll tutor you."
Zhang Fan froze, and so did everyone else in the class.
When had Ye Goddess ever offered to tutor anyone?
Never.
Immediately, a killing aura filled the room.
All the boys in the classroom were glaring at Zhang Fan with bloodshot eyes. If looks could kill, they'd kill Zhang Fan a million times.
Zhang Fan brushed off the hand on his shoulder and rushed into the classroom: "Xuan, right away, right away."
"Mm." Ye Xuan hummed softly, sat down, and pulled out an English book.
Hmm?
Wait, Zhang Fan just called Ye Goddess "Xuan"? And she acknowledged? Did that mean she was okay with him calling her that?
Damn, where are the bricks! The guys in the classroom, filled with killing intent, started looking for weapons.
Yang Xu was furious, seething with anger: "Zhang Fan, if you're a man, come out here!"
Zhang Fan suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked coldly at Yang Xu: "I'm giving you face, got it?"