Chapter 16

On campus.

In a secluded spot.

"Who would have thought that Lin Beichen, that scoundrel, actually had hidden strength and defeated Feng Lun."

"Indeed, it was a surprise, but he is only slightly stronger than Feng Lun."

"Senior Brother Wu, this scoundrel actually knows how to hide his strength. He's not as simple as he seems. Can you really make him fall into the trap, sign the contract, and become your slave?"

"Hehe, the more complicated, the better. It's worth me personally dealing with him. Don't worry, Junior Sister Xin Yue. I have a hundred ways to make this arrogant fool jump into the trap willingly."

"Alright, then I'll wait for good news from Senior Brother Wu."

…

Noon.

The early summer sun was already scorching hot.

Lunchtime.

Inside and outside the second-year cafeteria, students were everywhere, eating their meals.

Lin Beichen and the old butler Wang Zhong were squatting on the steps about a hundred meters away from the cafeteria entrance.

Both were quietly swallowing their saliva.

Numerous students, eating their meals, cast malicious glances from all directions.

Lin Beichen, you wastrel, you deserve this today.

It's a joy to see you suffer like this.

Time passed slowly.

Lin Beichen felt dizzy.

He was so hungry.

The feeling of hunger was driving him crazy.

Damn it.

Forget it.

Steal.

Steal some food.

The school can't expel me just because I stole food from a classmate, right?

Lin Beichen gritted his teeth.

Anger rose in his heart.

Evil thoughts filled his mind.

Just as he was about to act, suddenly—

"Hey, Lin, that squatting posture of yours is quite unique."

A seemingly gentle voice came from behind.

Lin Beichen looked up.

A student was walking towards him with a smile.

This was a young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes.

His face was fair and handsome, with a red mole between his eyebrows, which was probably a birthmark.

This mole did not mar his appearance; instead, it made him look even more handsome and noble, exuding confidence in his demeanor.

"Lin, I think you should know me, right?"

The young man smiled, starting with a proud opening line.

He had every reason to be proud.

When he appeared, all the second-year students eating their meals around him looked at him with adoring and passionate eyes.

Lin Beichen had seen such looks before, in the eyes of brainwashed fans at pop concerts in his previous life.

Lin Beichen stood up.

Who is this guy?

Another one here to mock me?

Should I just deal with him now to maintain my wastrel image?

Three questions popped into Lin Beichen's mind instantly.

But he quickly decided to be low-key.

Stay low and bide your time.

So, Lin Beichen glanced at him and said indifferently, "I don't know you. Who are you?"

The young man continued to smile, maintaining his good manners, and said, "My name is Wu Xiaofang."

Wu Xiaofang?

One of the three geniuses in the second year of the Provincial No. 3 Junior College.

Indeed, his name was well-known.

Wu Xiaofang smiled and said, "Lin, I'm here to help you."

"Oh? To help me?"

Lin Beichen crossed his arms and asked curiously, "Why, were we good friends before?"

It was all because of the incomplete memory fusion.

Was I good friends with this guy before?

The young man shook his head and smiled faintly, "Not really... but helping someone has nothing to do with our friendship."

"Then what does it have to do with?"

"It has to do with my mood."

"Mood?"

"When I'm in a bad mood, even if someone kneels down and begs, I won't show any mercy. But when I'm in a good mood, hehe, I might even help a starving stray dog on the street."

"You damn scoundrel, are you mocking me? Are you saying I'm a starving stray dog?"

Lin Beichen played along, showing a look of furious rage.

Wu Xiaofang smiled and shook his head, quickly explaining, "Don't misunderstand, that's not what I meant... in fact, in my eyes, you're not even as good as that dog."

The surrounding students burst into laughter.

Senior Brother Wu is indeed sharp.

He can insult someone without using foul language.

"You damn bastard, you're asking for it."

Lin Beichen continued to act furious.

But in reality, he was excited.

Because he had confirmed something.

This Wu Xiaofang is definitely not a fan of my looks.

He clearly despises me, yet he came over to offer help?

That's against logic, right?

There's a mole in the house, stop…

…

Spit, continue the deal.

For Lin Beichen, he couldn't let any opportunity slip by.

"Don't be in a hurry to tear things apart. Hehe, I think Lin, you must be very short of money right now, right? Do you want me to lend you some?"

Wu Xiaofang continued to smile.

"Hmm? Lend money, really? Ha, ha, ha... that's great, that's great…"

Lin Beichen immediately put on a look of ecstatic anticipation.

I'll play my part to the fullest.

Wu Xiaofang smiled even more broadly.

So smooth?

He's really a brainless scoundrel.

Greedy for money.

I just started digging the pit, and you're already eager to jump in and bury yourself?

"Hehe, of course, Lin, tell me, how much do you want to borrow?"

Wu Xiaofang said calmly.

"Hmm, not too much, let's start with twenty gold coins."

Lin Beichen said.

The surrounding students were shocked when they heard this.

This wastrel really has a big mouth. Twenty gold coins, how can he even say it out loud?

But to everyone's surprise, Wu Xiaofang actually nodded and said, "Twenty gold coins? Fine, but I have a condition."

"What condition?"

Lin Beichen's eyes narrowed.

Really lending?

This is getting interesting.

"I'll lend you twenty gold coins, and in one month, you have to pay me back forty. How about that?"

"Oh, so you're trying to take advantage of my situation and lend me money at a high interest rate."

"Indeed, it's a high interest rate, but Lin, you don't seem to have any other options. No one in the entire Third College or the entire Yunmeng City is willing to lend money to a scoundrel like you. Without money, you can't survive even if you hide in the school like a turtle."

"The interest is too high."

"If Lin doesn't agree, I can offer you another choice."

"What choice?"

"How about we make a bet? If Lin can win the mid-year championship the day after tomorrow, you don't have to pay back the money. I'll consider it a gift. If you can't do it, you don't have to pay back the twenty gold coins either, but you have to sign a slave contract and become my personal slave... hehe, what do you think of this proposal?"

Wu Xiaofang smiled.

On the surface, Lin Beichen seemed to be deep in thought.

But inside, he was almost laughing out loud.

He had figured it out.

This damn Wu Xiaofang is definitely up to no good.

He's digging a pit here.