Watching Shan Jian talk incessantly, performing a solo comedic act, Ningchuan shook his head and found him somewhat interesting.
Little did he know that Shan Jian was eager to curry favor with him, with the intention of seeking his help when Shan Rou oppressed him in the future.
After dinner, Qin and Shan Jian accompanied Ningchuan to the alley entrance.
Ningchuan leisurely strolled along the alley in front of the courtyard.
Drip, drip. Sounds of high heels clicking on the stone pavement reached him, along with the dragging noise of a suitcase.
Ningchuan turned around and saw Sophie returning.
Watching Sophie's rhythmic footsteps and graceful figure approaching from the alley entrance, Ningchuan sincerely admired her, thinking she was a beautiful woman.
Dragging her suitcase, Sophie stared straight ahead, expressionless, with no trace of the alluring woman he encountered in the bathroom.
As she passed by Ningchuan, Sophie didn't even spare him a glance but left behind two words in disdain—"jerk"—before heading straight to the courtyard.
Ningchuan chuckled helplessly and shook his head.
...
The next day at noon, Ji Xingyu and the other two insisted on celebrating Ningchuan's success and dragged him to the cafeteria.
As the top-scoring student in the School of Management, he was like a hero in the dorm, attracting attention and admiration.
Taking advantage of their status as Ningchuan's dormmates, the three of them received numerous friend requests from infatuated girls.
Although these girls were trying to gather information about Ningchuan, it made countless single male students green with envy.
After arriving at the cafeteria, Ningchuan and his friends were treated like celebrities, attracting a lot of attention.
People were discussing and curious to see what this legendary figure from the School of Management, Ningchuan, looked like.
Wang Xianmin and Zuo Enhua were particularly enthusiastic, eagerly buying drinks for Ningchuan and saving seats.
"Brother, you have to teach us a few moves."
"That's right, our lifelong happiness depends on you."
"If you have any difficulties, you can come to me. As for lifelong happiness, that depends on individual choices."
Ningchuan smiled and agreed, enjoying the simple campus life.
Ji Xingyu teased, "Old Wang, Old Zuo, have you two made up your minds about your choices?" He burst into laughter.
At that moment, the air around them suddenly quieted, and Ji Xingyu's laughter became particularly noticeable.
Embarrassed, he covered his mouth.
Everyone looked up and saw the four campus beauties standing there, holding their trays, looking elegant and charming.
"Excuse me, is there any available seat?"
Jiang Churan and her friends stared directly at Ningchuan.
Ningchuan furrowed his brows, about to refuse. Couldn't they see whether there were empty seats or not?
Before Ningchuan could respond, Ji Xingyu and the others quickly nodded and said, "Yes, yes, there are seats."
They warmly pulled out the chairs next to them.
Ningchuan had no choice but to give in.
Jiang Churan and her friends responded with polite smiles, asking Ji Xingyu and the others, "Do you mind if we sit next to you?"
"Not at all, not at all."
Ji Xingyu and the others suddenly realized, quickly making room for them.
Mo Wanqiu and Xie Yanran immediately occupied the seats on either side of Ningchuan.
Jiang Churan and He Lingling ended up sitting opposite.
"Ningchuan, congratulations on getting the highest score in the year."
"You're amazing! The teachers were full of praise for you yesterday."
"That's right, how did you become so outstanding here?"
...
Jiang Churan and the other three girls showered Ningchuan with compliments.
"Alright, what exactly do you want from me?"
Ningchuan shook his head helplessly.
Jiang Churan and her friends looked at each other in silence.
Finally, Jiang Churan gathered her courage and said, "Can you help me with some tutoring?"
"I want help too."
"I want help too."
Mo Wanqiu, Xie Yanran, and He Lingling also spoke up, afraid of being left out.
"Tutoring? I don't have time." Ningchuan calmly refused.
Jiang Churan became anxious. "It won't take up much of your time. The four of us can study together. You can choose the time and place."
The surrounding area erupted in commotion.
Am I hearing correctly?
The Four Campus Beauties are requesting Ningchuan's help for "individual" tutoring.
They want to study together, with Ningchuan deciding the time and place.
This is some audacious request.
It's simply... so envy-inducing.
Jiang Churan realized that her words seemed ambiguous and blushed, quickly explaining, "I... I mean, you can give all four of us tutoring together."
Ningchuan decisively shook his head. "I don't have time."
What?! How infuriating! He actually refused.
Four delicate and beautiful campus flowers, making a gentle request, and he straightforwardly rejected them.
Lacking humanity, lacking compassion!
"You..."
The four girls were immediately frustrated.
"Let's go, we're done eating."
Ningchuan stood up without hesitation, motioning for Ji Xingyu and the others to leave.
Wang Xianmin gave a thumbs up.
"Boss, you're awesome. The Four Campus Beauties' request was rejected with such ease. If it were me, I would have definitely agreed."
"Tsk, and then you would be in trouble when the Four Campus Beauties come looking for you?" Ji Xingyu looked at him with disdain.
"Old Ji, let's stay united. Hahaha! Words should be more tactful."
The three of them laughed and joked, following behind Ningchuan.
Ningchuan watched them play around and felt a sense of calm in his heart.
...
In the afternoon, after sending Qin Shiyun home, Ningchuan went with Shan Jian to the outskirts, Qin's residence.
As soon as Ningchuan arrived, Qin warmly greeted him. "Mr. Ning, you're here. Please have a seat. I should have personally come to pick you up, but I've been busy with preparations and couldn't spare the time. I apologize."
Ningchuan waved his hand casually and sat down in the main seat.
Shan Jian stood beside him.
At that moment, several young people accompanied an elderly man in his sixties and walked in. The man was dressed in a white training suit, his eyes shining brightly, exuding a martial artist's aura as he walked.
Qin quickly went forward, clasping his fists. "Master Tan personally came, I'm deeply grateful. Please, come inside."
Qin introduced him to Ningchuan. "Mr. Ning, this is Master Tan Wu, the acknowledged top martial artist in our Jiangcheng." Ningchuan nodded casually.
Master Tan Wu, seeing Ningchuan sitting in the main seat without standing up to pay respects, became displeased.
He coldly snorted, "Is he the helper you invited? Such an arrogant attitude?"
Qin felt embarrassed and quickly explained, "Master Tan, this is Mr. Ning, my friend. He is also quite skilled, capable of taking on dozens of opponents and faster than a handgun."
Tan Wu couldn't help but laugh.
Faster than a handgun? Many martial artists who specialize in speed can achieve that. Taking on dozens of opponents is even more of a joke.
In his eyes, Ningchuan was just a show-off expert, and Qin, being a non-martial artist, didn't understand.
"It seems you still don't understand. You have no knowledge of internal energy martial artists. With his superficial skills, no matter how many opponents he faces, it's useless." Tan Wu looked disdainful.