According to the internal rules of the joint exam, students who have ranked among the top 100 nationwide twice in a row will have their test papers graded by specially assigned examiners. Since the number of such students is small, their scores can generally be compiled within a few hours after the exam ends.
Sun Kaiyuan was waiting for the results of the third national joint exam. This was the final national joint exam, and any student who managed to earn bonus points three tis would be almost guaranteed a spot on the Genius Ranking as long as they perford steadily in the college entrance exam.
Among these students, two were undoubtedly the most dazzling. The most crucial part? These two students were from the sa school.
Zhenhua!
That's right, these two students were Ye Fan and Ning Xi.
In the first two national joint exams, Ning Xi had ranked third once and second once, while Ye Fan had secured first place twice in a row. They were the elite among the elite!
The reason Sun Kaiyuan was still in his office so late at night was precisely so he could be the first to know their three-exam results.
"Ding dong—"
As he waited, Sun Kaiyuan started feeling drowsy. But as soon as he heard the notification sound for a new email, he instantly beca alert.
Clicking on the email, his breathing grew heavy.
After about ten seconds, a burst of satisfied laughter echoed in the office.
Fortunately, there weren't many people around at this hour. Otherwise, soone would surely have been startled.
The night grew darker, and the evening breeze rustled the branches, producing soft whispering sounds.
Until the first rays of dawn appeared on the eastern horizon, like the blush on a young girl's face, silently announcing the arrival of daylight.
Morning, a world of silence.
In the bedroom.
Ye Fan slowly opened his eyes. After a brief mont of confusion, he sat up energetically. His upper body was bare, exposing his well-defined muscles, especially the eight-pack abs, where the grooves were exceptionally prominent.
However, this sight was soon concealed by a T-shirt.
After freshening up, Ye Fan changed into a loose sports outfit and jogged around the residential complex. As he passed by the community park, a lively noise caught his attention.
"Good!"
"Amazing, that's already the 85th pull-up. Tsk tsk!"
"This young man is impressive. Nowadays, kids are spoiled—forget about 85, most can't even do 8 pull-ups. Society is really declining!"
A dozen elderly n and won gathered around a horizontal bar, watching a young man in his early twenties doing pull-ups. Praise and admiration filled the air.
Curious, Ye Fan walked over. But when he saw the scene, he shook his head slightly.
So that's what it was?
Imdiately, he lost interest. Just as he was about to turn and leave, a voice suddenly called out to him.
"Hey, don't go!"
Duan Zhicheng, who had just graduated from university, was a special admission student for sports. However, finding a job was extrely difficult, and he had faced repeated rejections. Originally, he had just wanted to exercise and vent his frustration. He hadn't expected to receive so much praise from the elderly onlookers, which instantly swept away his gloom.
Just as he was feeling pleased, he suddenly noticed soone shaking their head at the edge of the crowd. His temper flared instantly. Letting go of the bar, he landed steadily on the ground, his flushed face showing a trace of relief.
Hearing his na called, Ye Fan turned around and t the unfriendly gaze. He asked, puzzled, "Are you talking to ?"
"Yes, I'm talking to you."
Duan Zhicheng stepped out of the crowd, standing two ters away from Ye Fan, displeased. "Why were you shaking your head just now?"
Faced with Duan Zhicheng's aggressive tone, Ye Fan remained unfazed and said indifferently, "Shaking my head is my right. What does it have to do with you?"
"Hmph!"
Being called out in front of so many people by a kid who looked only seventeen or eighteen, Duan Zhicheng imdiately got angry. He sneered, "Everyone here was cheering for , but you shook your head. What, jealous?"
Ye Fan shook his head again, his expression full of speechlessness.
This guy was a little too self-absorbed, wasn't he?
He had shaken his head simply because he wasn't interested in pull-ups, not because he was denying the other person's efforts.
Without saying anything more, Ye Fan turned around to leave.
No point arguing with an idiot!
"Stop right there!"
Seeing that Ye Fan was about to walk away, Duan Zhicheng felt even more frustrated. He accelerated and blocked Ye Fan's path, a mocking smile on his face. "Kid, dare to compete with ?"
"Boring."
Ye Fan had absolutely no interest in such matters.
Wouldn't it be better to spend this ti reading a book?
If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have bothered watching.
Ye Fan stepped to the left, intending to leave.
Noticing this, Duan Zhicheng blocked his way again, sneering, "If you don't dare, just say sorry."
This scene sparked a wave of discussion among the onlookers.
"This young man is being unreasonable, isn't he?"
"I take back what I said earlier. He really lacks manners!"
"Young man, this is too much. The other guy didn't even say anything."
...
Hearing these remarks, Duan Zhicheng's face turned red with embarrassnt, his anger burning even hotter.
He blad everything on Ye Fan. If it weren't for this kid, none of this would be happening!
"If you don't apologize today, you're not leaving!"
As he spoke, he rolled up his short sleeves, revealing his well-toned muscles, and smirked proudly. "Just so you know, I'm a sports student. Beating you up would be like hitting a child. If you don't want to get hurt, just apologize."
"You want to hit ?"
Ye Fan's expression turned strange, but deep inside, he felt a bit eager to try.
His physique had been enhanced multiple tis by the system, and he was curious to test his current physical capabilities.
Fighting was undoubtedly the most direct way!
"If you're scared, just apologize."
Duan Zhicheng cracked his neck, crossed his hands, and his bones made cracking sounds, looking rather intimidating.
For an ordinary person, this would have been enough to scare them into submission.
But instead of showing any fear, Ye Fan smiled brightly and shook his head indifferently. "Apologizing is impossible. If you hit , you better be careful."
As he spoke, he clenched his right fist and waved it in front of Duan Zhicheng. "Who knows, I might end up beating you into a pig-headed ss."
"Hahaha..."
Duan Zhicheng laughed wildly, his expression turning sinister. "Kid, since you refuse to take the easy way, don't bla for being ruthless. I've been in a bad mood lately, so I'll use you to vent!"
With that, he threw a punch straight at Ye Fan's face. His speed was so fast that the surrounding elderly onlookers gasped in shock.
Just as the punch was about to land, Ye Fan slightly tilted his head and effortlessly dodged it.
At the sa ti, he kicked out, hitting Duan Zhicheng right in the stomach.
Worried that using full force might injure him too badly, Ye Fan only used 50% of his strength.
Even so, Duan Zhicheng couldn't withstand it. His face turned ashen as he fell to his knees, vomiting bitter liquid, his features twisting in pain.
He looked as pitiful as one could possibly be...
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