bullyxtreme Chapter 311
Chapter 311
The students of the Tianxingjian class were thirsty for knowledge.During Academician Yun's lecture, no one dared to lose focus for even a second. They scribbled furiously, diligently noting down every single detail in their notebooks, even his pauses.
Xue Yun pushed up her glasses and whispered, "What kind of qualifications do you need to become Academician Yun's student?"
Yu Kexin, who browsed the forums every day and knew all the gossip, replied in a low voice, "Academician Yun pours all his heart and soul into mathematical research itself and isn't very keen on taking students. Look at his top disciple, Lin Rang. See how outstanding he is? If you can become like him, maybe Academician Yun will give you a second glance."
After reading Lin Rang's profile, Xue Yun instantly looked as if all the spirit had been drained out of her.
She lowered her head and went back to her books.
For students, studying was always the main theme of life, and the day's classes quickly came to an end.
After class in the evening, Rong Yu was called to her counselor Cheng Rui's office. "Rong Yu, a senior is doing her graduation project and needs a student assistant. For a freshman, this is a great opportunity to gain experience. Once the project is completed, you can earn an extra credit. Are you interested?"
Initially, Rong Yu wasn't very interested.
But the moment she heard about the extra credit, she nodded immediately.
She planned to complete all four years' worth of college credits within a single year. There was no precedent for this at Huaqing University, where the current record stood at nearly two years.
She needed to max out her core and elective courses as quickly as possible.
If she didn't learn as much as possible while she was young, was she supposed to just let her youth go to waste?
Cheng Rui took her to the laboratory.
The senior was named Zhai Weitong, a graduating fourth-year student who had won the National Scholarship three times in a row. She had been fiercely recruited by MIT and Stanford with full scholarships, but ultimately chose to stay at her current university for a direct Ph.D. program. This was Zhai Weitong's final project as an undergraduate—a highly creative endeavor fully supported by the school.
"Thank you, Ms. Cheng, for recommending a junior to me," Zhai Weitong said with a smile. "Let's add each other on WeChat first. Send me your class schedule, and I'll arrange the time."
Rong Yu nodded. "I look forward to learning from you."
After chatting with the senior, Rong Yu received a call from Ji Zhouye. "Great-Grandma, we're at the gates of Huaqing University. We're at a roadside barbecue stall, you'll see it as soon as you come over."
At dusk, many barbecue stalls opened for business along the snack street.
As soon as Rong Yu walked over, she saw a group of people sitting there: Ji Zhouye, Zhou Shiyu, Tang Mi, Si Lin, and Hai Chang'an. The whole gang of rich kids was present. Perhaps because it was their first time doing something major like starting a company, they were all dressed quite formally.
Among them, a girl in a tight black top stood out. She had straight black hair cascading over her shoulders, a tense expression, and a pair of cold eyes that continuously sized up Si Lin's group. Rong Yu couldn't read the meaning behind her gaze.
"Miss Rong is here!"
Zhou Shiyu was the first to spot Rong Yu. She stood up to greet her and naturally took Rong Yu's bag for her.
Tang Mi kicked Hai Chang'an aside. "Move away, let Miss Rong sit next to me."
When Hai Chang'an stood up, he even wiped the chair clean.
Si Lin picked up the menu and handed it over. "Miss Rong, see what you'd like to eat. Order whatever you want, it's my treat today."
Ji Zhouye rolled his eyes. "Why are you all kissing up to her? Get lost!"
He led Rong Yu over and assertively seated her right in the middle.
Yaoyao looked at the approaching girl in disbelief.
This girl was treated like the moon surrounded by stars—no, that was an understatement. It was more like an empress dowager arriving. These wealthy young masters and socialites didn't dare to neglect her in the slightest.
She stared at Rong Yu for quite a while, frowning slightly.
At the same time, she remembered that during her first official meeting with Ji Zhouye, this very girl had been by his side. Just like now, she was completely unreadable.
"You must be Yaoyao, the one Ah Ye is always talking about," Rong Yu said, flashing a smile. "I'm Rong Yu, Ah Ye's friend."
"Hello, Miss Rong." Yaoyao reached out her hand. "Nice to meet you."
Rong Yu shook her hand.
She felt the strength in Yaoyao's fingers as they pressed heavily against her palm, as if searching for something.
She quickly let go.
"Our gang is finally all here," Hai Chang'an announced. "Ah Ye is the founder. Ah Lin, Tang Mi, Shiyu, and I are the four investors, each putting in ten million. Yaoyao is our technical consultant and the face of the brand. Miss Rong, you're in charge of steering the company's direction. Now, I declare the first partners' meeting officially open!"
Rong Yu was speechless.
When did she ever say she wanted to join?
Whatever.
She glanced at Yaoyao.
For some reason, she felt a little uneasy.
But she had checked Yaoyao's background, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Was she just overthinking things?
"Yaoyao, we haven't exchanged contact info yet," Si Lin said, pulling out his phone. "I have a few buddies who are also your fans. When do you think you could sign a few autographs for them?"
Yaoyao smiled and added his contact. "Anytime."
Her pinky seemed to unconsciously brush against the back of Si Lin's hand.
Si Lin frowned.
He dated frequently and flirted with all sorts of women. In his book, this kind of behavior was defined as seduction.
But...
He took a look at Yaoyao.
She looked completely righteous, her gaze sharp, showing absolutely no hint of such intentions.
Hai Chang'an and the others also took the initiative to add Yaoyao on WeChat.
Yaoyao bumped Hai Chang'an's shoulder, voluntarily threw an arm around Tang Mi, and helped Zhou Shiyu fix her hair.
These guys all loved playing video games and had almost zero resistance to Yaoyao. They chattered away, asking her all sorts of questions.
Suddenly!
"Watch out!"
A passerby's exclamation rang out from the side.
Rong Yu had been quietly observing Yaoyao the whole time, not immersing herself in the chat. The moment she heard the shout, she reacted swiftly, leaping to her feet. Looking up, she saw a waiter carrying a bucket of charcoal tripping over a beer bottle on the ground. A large bucket of glowing, red-hot charcoal was hurtling straight toward their table.
It was aimed directly at the backs of Si Lin and Ji Zhouye.
Rong Yu lunged forward and forcefully yanked off the tablecloth. The cups and plates on the table crashed to the floor, shattering into pieces. The tablecloth snapped in her hands, forming an iron-gray barrier that forcefully intercepted the trajectory of the flying charcoal in mid-air.
The red-hot embers smashed against the taut fabric, burning several large holes into it.
Tang Mi and Zhou Shiyu finally snapped back to reality. Seeing the burning charcoal scattered across the floor, their faces turned pale with fright.
"You've got to be kidding me. We come out for barbecue and run into this crap?" Ji Zhouye looked deeply distressed. "My luck has been terrible lately. If it's not a light fixture falling from the ceiling, it's a random car accident. If that charcoal had landed on me today, my face would have been ruined!"
Si Lin moved a little further away from him. "It's one thing for you to have bad luck, but don't drag us down with you. I almost died here."
Hai Chang'an suggested, "I recommend looking into some metaphysics. Go pray to the gods and ward off this bad juju."
Ji Zhouye wanted to say he didn't believe in that stuff.
But he glanced at Rong Yu.
If soul transmigration existed, what else was impossible?
"I have some things to take care of," Yaoyao said, standing up. "Let's chat later."
She picked up her bag and left without another word.
Ji Zhouye instinctively moved to walk her out, but Rong Yu grabbed him and held him back.