CIATB Chapter 117 Encountering Li Wenbo Again!
Chapter 117 Encountering Li Wenbo Again!
Just as I was pondering this, a commotion suddenly broke out at the restaurant entrance.
"Wenbo, you're definitely going to get first place in our department again for the final exams, right?"
"Absolutely. Wenbo is a top student who got a full scholarship. It's said that Professor Yan's project has already been decided on Wenbo."
A group of men and women walked in.
The one leading them was Li Wenbo.
This guy has been quiet for several days since Zhang Yan publicly exposed his plagiarism in the library last time.
Today he was dressed in a well-tailored suit, his hair was slicked back, and he was surrounded by a crowd of people, with his signature fake smile on his face.
Enemy road is narrow.
The waiter led them inside, and by sheer bad luck, they passed Zhang Yan's table.
Li Wenbo suddenly stopped in his tracks.
He saw Zhang Yan.
His previously smug expression instantly darkened, as if he had swallowed a fly.
Especially when he saw the red wine and steak on Zhang Yan's table, and looked at Zhang Yan's lazy appearance, his anger rose up.
How come a gigolo who lives off women is living a more comfortable life than him?
"Hey, isn't this Zhang Yan?"
Li Wenbo stopped and said sarcastically, "What, not delivering takeout today, eating Western food instead? How many orders do you have to deliver to make this meal worthwhile?"
His henchmen behind him also joined in the laughter.
"Brother Wenbo, he's got a 'rich woman' supporting him now, why would he need to deliver takeout?"
"Exactly, being a kept man is a skill in itself, something we can't learn."
Upon hearing this, Wang Hao's chubby face instantly turned red. He slammed his fork on the table and was about to stand up: "Li Wenbo, watch your mouth!"
Zhang Yan reached out and pressed Wang Hao's shoulder, pushing him back into his seat.
He didn't even look up, continuing to slowly roll up the pasta: "Fatty, don't argue with a dog, it'll ruin your appetite."
"Who are you calling a dog?!"
Li Wenbo's expression changed.
Zhang Yan finally raised his head, took a tissue to wipe his mouth, and looked as calm as if he were looking at a wisp of air.
"Whoever responds is the one."
"you!"
Li Wenbo was so angry that his chest heaved, but considering that this was a high-end restaurant, it would be too undignified to resort to violence, so he could only suppress his anger.
He sneered and pushed up his glasses: "Zhang Yan, all you can do is talk big."
"I heard your absence rate this semester is as high as 80%, and the final exam is coming up soon. Moreover, the person who set the questions for 'Principles of Machinery' this time is 'Devil Yan'."
Li Wenbo leaned down, placed his hands on the table, and looked down at Zhang Yan with a condescending gaze.
"What Professor Yan hates most are students who don't want to study and only want to take shortcuts."
"Don't think that just because you're a little clever or have latched onto some powerful figure, you can get by at Jiang University."
"If you fail this exam, you will be expelled according to school rules."
At this point, a hint of satisfaction appeared on Li Wenbo's face: "After you get expelled from school, do you think your rich wife will still want a good-for-nothing who doesn't even have a college degree?"
The air around him seemed to freeze.
Those henchmen were all waiting to see Zhang Yan make a fool of himself.
After all, at Jiangda University, Professor Yan Zhenghua's exams are notoriously brutal, with a pass rate of less than 60% for many years.
Zhang Yan, the "delivery boy" who often skipped classes, was already seen by them as someone who would have to retake the exam.
Zhang Yan looked at Li Wenbo's smug expression and suddenly laughed.
His smile was very genuine.
"Li Wenbo, do you think that getting first place in an exam and winning a scholarship is the pinnacle of your life?"
"Isn't that right?"
Li Wenbo said proudly, "This is real strength! Unlike some people who only rely on their looks."
Zhang Yan shook his head and sighed.
He picked up the glass of red wine on the table and swirled it gently.
"Your vision is limited to this small patch of land."
I don't know how difficult Professor Yan's exam is.
"But I know that if I call Professor Yan now and tell him I want to be a teaching assistant in his lab, he might be so happy that he'd drive over to pick me up overnight."
"puff--"
Li Wenbo burst out laughing.
"Teaching assistant? You?"
"Zhang Yan, have you gone mad from living off a woman? Professor Yan is a national-level expert. Do you know how high the bar is for his lab? Even doctoral students have to wait in line!"
"You're a freshman, and you want to be a teaching assistant? You're dreaming!"
The surrounding diners also cast strange glances at him, thinking that the young man was just bragging without thinking.
Zhang Yan was too lazy to explain.
Yan Zhenghua?
That was his coach when he participated in the mechanical competition.
When he hand-wrote the circuit board and designed the "Wind and Fire Wheels," Old Man Yan almost knelt down to become his apprentice.
If Zhang Yan hadn't found it too troublesome, he would probably be Yan Zhenghua's "special consultant" by now.
"Whether you're dreaming or not, we'll see in the exam hall."
Zhang Yan put down his wine glass, waved to the waiter, and said, "Check, please."
He disdained arguing with such a frog in a well.
Just now, while looking at Li Wenbo's Porsche 718 parked outside the window, a sudden inspiration flashed into his mind.
Land-based aircraft?
Since it's an "aircraft", the traditional four wheels are definitely not suitable.
Too old-fashioned.
Two wheels are missing.
No, it could even be... without wheels?
Zhang Yan's eyes instantly sharpened.
He thought of the extra miniature anti-gravity balancing device that he had removed from Big Black's body.
What if we modified that thing and mounted it on a... motorcycle?
"Fatty, are you full?"
Zhang Yan suddenly asked.
"Huh? I'm...I'm full."
Wang Hao is still fighting for the last piece of beef.
"Leave when you're full."
Zhang Yan stood up, didn't even glance at Li Wenbo, and walked straight out.
"I have an urgent matter and need to go back to my dorm."
"Where are you going? You have class this afternoon!"
Wang Hao quickly wiped his mouth and followed.
"I'm not going."
Zhang Yan pushed open the restaurant door, sunlight shone on him, and a fervent smile curved his lips.
"I'm going to build a... big baby."
Li Wenbo stood there, watching Zhang Yan's departing figure, his teeth itching with anger.
"Stop showing off!"
"Let's see how you fail your final exams!"
He cursed viciously, but he didn't notice that the napkin used to wipe Zhang Yan's mouth on the dining table where Zhang Yan had just sat was covered with a bunch of complicated lines.
It was a strange sketch that looked like a motorcycle, but had no wheels.
A line of text was also scribbled next to it:
[Code name: Chengying.]
[Target speed: 400 km/h.]
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