159: Chapter 159 Roll Out 159: Chapter 159 Roll Out Wu Ji’s face at this moment was as ugly as if he had eaten shit.
The total score was the last in the school, but the score in Chinese was in the top three in the school?
Was this deliberately targeting him?
Damn it, why had it to be Chinese?
Even Xu Jin and Liu Feifei were stunned.
Could this guy really do this?
Zhang Fan seemed to be here specifically to slap Wu Ji’s face.
Seeing Wu Ji’s constipated face, Zhang Fan smiled brilliantly.
“Humph, we won’t attend the class either.”
Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan said coldly together.
Dare to target my Zhang Fan?
The professor thinks he’s something special, asshole!
Wu Ji looked at Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan, who were clinging to Zhang Fan’s arm, and anger appeared on his face as he gritted his teeth and said harshly, “Vulgar, fine, don’t let me see you in my classroom again.”
Li Li chuckled softly, “Ye Xuan ranks third in the school, seems like she really doesn’t need to attend your class.”
“Zhang Xiaoyuan scored 21 points higher than the top student in the school, seems like she doesn’t need your class either.” Wang Rui took a bite of an apple and said indifferently.
Wu Ji’s expression froze again.
Third in the school?
Scored 21 points more than the first-place student?
Fuck, why would they hang out with a guy who’s the last in school?
“Fine, I’ll suggest to Principal Zhou how to deal with such losers who corrupt good students.” Wu Ji pointed at Zhang Fan, fuming with embarrassment.
“I’d like to, none of your fucking business,” Zhang Xiaoyuan said, tilting her head up.
Ye Xuan sneered coldly, “You really stick your nose into everything.”
Ouyang Feng laughed at this point, “So what if his grades are poor?
If Zhang Fan’s willing to join our provincial basketball team, I’ll pay him fifty thousand a month until he no longer wants to stay.”
“Just out of curiosity, how much is your salary now?” Ouyang Feng looked at Wu Ji with a mocking expression.
He didn’t care who this bald guy in front of him was.
Having the chance to sell Zhang Fan a favor now would help him later when inviting Zhang Fan to join their provincial team.
With a talent like Zhang Fan, other provinces’ teams would be like beating up vegetables.
As for the fifty thousand a month, what’s that to him?
His annual expenses at the provincial team ran into millions; such pocket change didn’t even register for him.
Wu Ji stared at Ouyang Feng, his eyes wide; his own salary was barely over ten thousand, and he was a professor, for god’s sake.
Fifty thousand?
Impossible!
Zhang Fan didn’t care about Wu Ji’s facial expression.
He walked over to Old Wang and said softly, “Old Wang, treat me to a meal when it’s over.
And remember, keep your cool; otherwise, you’ll only be left watching your own rise in anger.”
“Pah!”
Xu Jin and Liu Feifei both spat at the same time, their impression of Zhang Fan dropping sharply.
“Hehe, see you later, beautiful teachers,” Zhang Fan said with a grin, waving his hand and letting his eyes linger lasciviously over them before he walked out of the room.
Ouyang Feng followed closely.
“Brother Zhang Fan, how about it, join us in three months at the provincial sports meeting, and beat up other provinces’ basketball teams?” Ouyang Feng slowly spoke.
Zhang Fan nodded, “We’ll see then, I have to go and beat up the ‘Velocity’ guys first.”
“‘Velocity’?” Ouyang Feng almost bit his tongue before asking incredulously, “You’ve challenged them to a match?”
“Yeah, if someone sticks their face out for me to hit, I can’t not smack it, can I?” Zhang Fan said indifferently as he walked down the corridor, calling out to the familiar figures not far away, “Old man, Uncle Ye, Aunt Qin, let’s go home for a meal.”
Ouyang Feng was shocked beyond belief.
Holy shit, this guy had just trampled their provincial basketball team, and now he was taking on others from the provincial sports league.
Damn, basketball was one thing—after all, Zhang Fan’s basketball skills could be compared to his three years ago.
But ‘Velocity’, that was the sprinting sports team!
Although this guy far exceeded expectations in the marathon, the folks from ‘Velocity’ had oiled legs!
However, just then, Ouyang Feng saw two very familiar faces.
Ye Jingtian?
Qin Shuang?
Uncle Ye?
Aunt Qin?
Holy crap, Zhang Fan, this guy, has quite a background!
No wonder he dared to mess with the provincial sports team.
The amount Ye Jingtian donates to them annually is not small at all.
“Uncle Ye, Aunt Qin,” Ouyang Feng also greeted them.
Although Ye Group had no business dealings with the Ouyang Family, he was familiar with the Ye Jingtian couple.
As someone who started from scratch and accumulated several billion in assets, even his own grandfather greatly admired the Ye couple.
Ye Jingtian nodded at Ouyang Feng and then said to Zhang Fan, “Let’s go to your house, let Yanran cook; I’d love to try Dongyang brother’s aged Da Hong Pao (Big Red Robe tea), hehe!”
Ouyang Feng was startled again.
Aged Da Hong Pao?
That’s grandpa’s favorite thing.
His eyes immediately lit up, blazing intensely as he looked at Zhang Fan’s dad.
“Uncle Zhang, is your aged Da Hong Pao for sale?”
Zhang Fan rolled his eyes, reached out, and pushed Ouyang Feng to the side, “Beat it, stop eyeing my dad’s stuff, it’s not for sale, no matter how much you offer.”
Ye Jingtian immediately chimed in, “Little Feng, that’s more than ten years old.
We ourselves find it too little; don’t even think about it.”
Ouyang Feng was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened suddenly.
More than ten years old?
Holy crap, grandpa was already over the moon when he got just over 10 grams of Da Hong Pao from a year ago on New Year’s, damn, ten years, if I could get some, it would absolutely delight the old man to death.
Immediately, Ouyang Feng ran over, trying his best to flatter, “Uncle Ye, as you know, this is grandpa’s only hobby, just share a bit, even 10 grams would be great!”
“Get lost, get lost, I’m already scraping by, don’t even talk to me about it,” Ye Jingtian hurriedly waved him off.
Are you kidding me?
Yesterday’s brew of Da Hong Pao almost sent me to heaven, this tea isn’t meant to be sold, no way.
“Ahem, Little Fan, um, can I come to your house for a cup of tea?” Gao Yuan’s complexion was excessively rosy, a mix of excitement and embarrassment.
Ten years old Da Hong Pao, even if it costs my old life, I need to have a taste.
Zhang Fan was somewhat dumbfounded.
It’s just Da Hong Pao, I’ve had it plenty over the years, but I never found anything special about it.
But who is old Master Gao, a national treasure of Huaxia.
Zhang Fan immediately nodded, “Of course, Grandpa Gao, let’s head over right now.”
Xiong Lin chuckled, then said, “What tea are you talking about, I’m hosting today, let’s go to Starlight Hotel and have a nice meal together.”
“Get lost!”
“Get lost!”
“Get lost!”
The three thunderous shouts startled everyone.
Ye Jingtian, Gao Yuan, and even Ouyang Feng shouted simultaneously.
What tea?
Damn, that’s more than ten years old Da Hong Pao.
Besides, that garbage five-star hotel Starlight, who the hell hasn’t eaten there before.
Countryside bumpkin!
Screw your meal!
Xiong Lin was taken aback, looking at the three furious men, and immediately shrank his neck.
Damn, those three, how could he afford to offend them?
Ye Group boss, Huaxia’s national treasure Ghost Hand Grandpa Gao, young master Ouyang Feng of the direct lineage of the Ouyang Family, anyone of them telling him to get lost meant he had better scram!
“Uncle Ye, Uncle Zhang, please wait up, I’m going to call my grandpa over right now; you must let my grandpa have a taste, otherwise, he’ll literally kill me,” Ouyang Feng said, then immediately ran down the stairs, pulling out his phone to make a call.