Chapter 2, Shadow of the Wind

The golden retriever rushed forward, blocking the tall young man's path, and shouted angrily: "Damn it, are you the one who taught our brother a lesson? Who the hell do you think you are?"

"Laozi, I have finally matured completely." Fang Wen sighed a bit despondently, "What a spectacle, it is the first time in my life that I have discovered that their breasts have grown so large."

The Rainbow Rooster Heads saw Fang Wen's car perfectly execute a drift as it turned the corner ahead. Just as they were about to shout "Good!", they suddenly noticed large sparks erupting from under the chassis of Fang Wen's racing car. The vehicle lost control and crashed headfirst into the cliffside, flipping gracefully like a leaf, soaring to a height of over 30 meters. After several consecutive flips, it came crashing down heavily onto the road.

After bowing to Professor Feng at nearly a hundred degrees, Fang Wen straightened up and sprinted towards the teaching building. However, his speed was merely equivalent to a normal person's brisk walk. As he ran, Fang Wen muttered curses under his breath: "Damn Singaporean devils, traditional Chinese medicine, classical literature, damn it, am I going to Singapore to study classical literature? It's simply an international joke. Do I have a talent for classical literature? That was me copying Wen..."

"Get lost!" the Golden Retriever angrily shouted, "Am I afraid of you? Do you think I'm a country bumpkin? Fang, stop messing around. Once we win, you can collect that kid's money."

The rainbow-haired youth tilted his head slightly, letting out a sigh filled with discomfort, and patted Fang Wen's shoulder firmly. He squeezed Fang Wen's shoulder hard and said with a bitter smile: "Damn it, Young Master Fang, you—sigh, your Iron Triangle has fallen apart now, and from now on, you can only hang out with us brothers."

Since Fang Wen accidentally discovered the affair between his mother and her lover at the age of twelve, and subsequently stabbed that man thirty-nine times with a fruit knife, no one has dared to mention his mother in front of Fang Wen again

He turned his head and glared at Professor Feng, chuckling, "I don't expect you to understand the differences... Sigh, there's nothing we can do about it; this is the gap in our IQ!"

Two large white flags suddenly waved heavily towards the ground. Fang Wen stepped on the accelerator, released the brake, and sharply turned the steering wheel to the left. His sports car charged like a mad bull, crashing violently into the young man's car, tearing off half of his car door. Caught off guard, the young man fumbled with his hands, and the sports car crashed headlong into a roadside boulder, flipping over completely.

The young man with the rainbow-colored comb on his head shook his head, gave Fang Wen's head a hard pat, and comforted him, "Don't worry, it's just that Crazy Shao is feeling down and wants to run away from home for a bit. Hehe, besides, we have this group of brothers, right?" He quickly changed the subject, "Someone has issued a challenge to us. In seven days, there will be a long-distance race towards the Badaling Great Wall. Are you going?"

Professor Feng shot a fierce glare at Hua Jiu and scolded softly, "Noisy!"

The rainbow-haired youth stared for a while at the wound on Fang Wen's knee, furrowing his brow and saying, "This looks like it just happened, right? Ah? Young Master Fang, you really are reckless!"

At the foot of the cliff, the unruly youths had already lined up their sports cars in two rows, ready to set off. According to the order drawn, Fang Wen was the first on his side. It is said that enemies are often drawn together; the group opposite him, lined up in the first position, was precisely the young man with whom he had just had a conflict.

After a few violent coughs, Fang Wen forced a smile that did not reach his eyes and coldly said to the rainbow-haired rooster: "Who knows how long I can live? I will enjoy each day as it comes. Rest assured, with today's advanced safety technology in sports cars, even if you crash hard, you won't die; at most, you'll just be seriously injured"

Coughing and swaying his frail body, he weakly made his way along the tree-lined path towards the distant teaching building. Fang Wen was markedly different from his usual self, casting a lustful glance at the girls walking in the same direction as him.

Professor Feng, with his hands clasped behind his back, smiled as he looked at Fang Wen and said softly, "Hua Jiu, you must help me get this matter done well"

The youth on Fang Wen's side simultaneously let out excited shouts, while the others appeared extremely pale. More than twenty individuals hurriedly ran to the overturned racing car, dragging the occupants out through the windows.

With a furtive glance, Fang Wen walked to the edge of a small lake several hundred meters in front of the teaching building, where he was called to a halt by a middle-aged man standing by the lake, who was dressed in a peculiar set of azure scholarly robes.

The classroom where Fang Wen attends class is over one hundred square meters in size, yet it accommodates fewer than thirty students. As soon as Fang Wen entered the classroom, the young man with a rainbow mohawk, who had raced with him the previous night, suddenly jumped up from his seat, angrily pointing at his swollen forehead and shouted: "Young Master Fang! Look at my head! My head! I almost had a concussion!"

Having just taken a hard fall, Fang Wenli, with both knees scraped and bleeding, confidently sat down in his seat and raised his legs, saying: "Look, I am injured too"

When Fang Wen's car arrived at the designated location, nearly a hundred unruly youths in the venue looked at the dozens of various-sized phallic objects in his car with awe. A large group of girls also let out astonished and excited screams. As Fang Wen, dressed in tattered beachwear, climbed out of the car, a piercing laughter erupted in the venue. A girl with bright red-dyed hair, chewing gum, loudly mocked Fang Wen, saying: "Little brother, you didn't just recently develop, did you? Why are you so excited to have so many toys in your car?"

For instance, Fang Wen, who emerged from a taxi with a cup of soy milk in his left hand and two fried dough sticks in his right, was dressed in a brightly colored shirt on top and a pair of shorts with three holes on the bottom, sporting messy hair. While coughing and having breakfast, he casually tossed the cup of soy milk and a paper towel on the ground as he entered the school gate. He is indeed a representative of the outstanding students at this International Exchange College

The unruly youths present were divided into two groups, clearly standing on either side of the road. Dozens of various sports cars flashed their headlights, casting a layer of enchanting light and shadow over the empty street. Both sides were selecting candidates for the race. Fang Wen, gritting his teeth with a sullen expression, squatted among his group, his fierce gaze constantly darting towards the youth across from him. The young men on the opposite side were also watching Fang Wen warily, fearing that he might suddenly erupt and charge over.

Oh dear. This is quite troublesome! Professor Feng gently rubbed his beard with two fingers of his right hand. Frowning, he said with a wry smile: "This kid's family isn't exactly wealthy, but it seems to have a few billion. He won't have to worry about food and drink for a lifetime. The students at this school are all just here to get a diploma, so as not to bring shame to their families. Have I made the wrong excuse?" The students at this school are all just here to get a diploma, so as not to bring shame to their families. Have I made the wrong excuse?

Professor Feng rolled his eyes, and Fang Wen spoke ambiguously, saying: "Alright, I will think about it. I will think about it. Thank you, Professor Feng, for your kind intentions"

Oh yes! Damn it, this is the fate of that wretched person you mentioned!" Fang Wen's eyes sparkled with a mad light as he slammed the accelerator to the floor. The engine of the racing car roared, and the vehicle sped forward along the road. Not far ahead, there was a large curve, yet Fang Wen crazily pushed the speed to its limit!

Hua Jiu said with great enthusiasm: "Don't worry, although all the security systems are only functioning at half capacity and all the airbags have only deployed halfway, according to my calculations, we should... not die."

Professor Feng said coldly: "Where is Fang Wen?"

A few young men who had just discussed the betting amount with Jin Mao slowly approached. One of them shouted loudly: "Jin Mao, this is a bit too much, isn't it? Are we playing for such high stakes? If we want to settle this, let's do it with a race. Each side will bring ten cars, and we'll race a lap from below the Great Wall and back. The first side to have three cars arrive wins. Let's make the betting amount a round number!"

Suddenly, Fang Wen felt a sharp pain in his heart. He was quite indignant as he turned his head and glared fiercely at the culprit who reminded him of some unpleasant past events. His frail body lacked balance and coordination; as he turned, his feet immediately got tangled, and he fell heavily, landing in a position reminiscent of a dog eating excrement, nearly causing him to faint.

The rainbow-haired individual suddenly pounced beside Fang Wen, wrapping an arm around him and shouting loudly: "Damn it, Young Master Fang, don't go crazy. If there's something, let's settle it on the racetrack."

Hehe! Gently patting Fang Wen's shoulder, Professor Feng smiled and said: "Alright, alright, you may go. Oh, by the way."

Oh yes! The perfect aerial flip of eighteen rotations! Just as I calculated!" The emaciated old man standing on the mountaintop danced with excitement, holding a camera that was capturing the scene of Fang Wen's car crash. He kept murmuring in admiration: "Look, how perfect and harmonious it is, not a single flaw in the aerial somersault! Especially the distance at which the car landed, it matches my calculations to the exact decimal. I told him to crash there, and he crashed there! It's just too perfect. " Especially the distance at which the car landed, it matches my calculations to the exact decimal. I told him to crash there, and he crashed there! It's just too perfect.

Fang Wen felt as if she had flown up like a leaf; after a whirlwind of dizziness, she suddenly felt a heavy sensation throughout her body and lost consciousness

Gently tapping his forehead, Professor Feng's eyes darted around for a moment before he suddenly laughed and said: "Forget it, hasn't Hua Jiu been on the mainland recently? He is always full of clever ideas..."

With both hands clasped behind his back, Professor Feng leisurely walked towards a teacher's villa area shrouded in a canopy of trees in the distance. If anyone were to pay attention to the ground beneath Professor Feng's feet, they would notice that the fine grass stood tall and undisturbed, showing no signs of having been trampled.

Lying weakly on the desk, Fang Wen asked faintly, "Haven't you all figured out where my elder brother has gone?"

Fang Wen revealed a hint of a sinister smile on his face, and through the car window, he made a gesture of cutting his throat towards the young man

The frail old man beside Professor Feng skillfully manipulated two copper coins between his fingers, which had transformed into two hazy yellow lights. He smiled proudly and said lightly: "If I personally take action, how could there be any mistakes? It's just a dilapidated sports car. I usually practice with satellites; satellites, you know? They are not on the same level as this low-end sports car."

Fang Wen let out a boisterous and maniacal laugh, and after a few violent coughs, drove forward rapidly along the road

Beijing Baifan International Exchange College

Fang Wen's scar was hit with pinpoint accuracy, as if struck by a laser weapon. His fragile self-esteem was instantly shattered, and a surge of rage erupted from nowhere. He jumped a few steps forward, pointing at the girl and shouting, "You filthy little brat, what the hell are you talking about? What did you eat yesterday, that you didn't brush your teeth today?"

The rainbow rooster's comb tightly gripped Fang Wen, not daring to let him go mad. He knew that Fang Wen, who had been seriously ill since childhood, was always on the brink of death and no longer regarded his life as a matter of importance. When he went mad, it was truly an indiscriminate attack

Fang Wen shuddered slightly, as he was lost in thought, observing a plump female classmate about five meters ahead of him, whose hips swayed continuously as she walked. It was as if someone had seen through his thoughts, causing his face to flush with embarrassment. He chuckled awkwardly a few times and turned to greet the middle-aged man in the blue robe, saying, "Good morning, Professor Feng! Yesterday, I went for a medical check-up at the hospital and have been coughing a bit." After saying this, Fang Wen deliberately coughed a few times, but to his surprise, the coughing escalated uncontrollably, turning his face purple. He quickly pulled out a spray from his pocket and sprayed it into his mouth several times, finally managing to catch his breath.

Fang Wen's once azure-green face had now turned entirely emerald green, and a faint, rigid green light flickered in his eyes. His frail little body was stiff, with his right hand tightly gripping the area around his waist. Only his childhood friends, the golden retriever and the rainbow-crested rooster, knew that Fang Wen had always carried a military knife at his waist.

Another young man shouted, "With so many of us, if we each contribute a hundred million, Golden Hair Brother, you wouldn't be afraid, would you?"

"What are you saying?" A tall and imposing young man, who was half a head taller than Fang Wen, rushed over and pushed Fang Wen back with a slap, causing him to stagger repeatedly. Relying on his physical stature and strength, the young man continuously shoved Fang Wen backward while loudly reprimanding him, "Where did this little brat come from? Didn't your mother teach you how to speak properly?"

Professor Feng, holding onto Fang Wen who was about to run away, smiled and asked him: "How have you considered the matter I mentioned to you last time? Your foundation in classical literature is excellent, and you have great talent. How about becoming my student? I am here on the mainland for exchange teaching for another two months. I can help you with the transfer procedures to Singapore, where the weather will also be beneficial for your health"

"The Iron Triangle." Fang Wen's gaze dimmed for a moment as he said in a low voice: "Yes, the Iron Triangle. Wenwen is going to Vienna. Big brother..."

Fang Wenshou relaxed his grip, and a pitch-black military knife suddenly fell to the ground. The sound startled the young people present, and the tall, handsome youth's expression changed. He instinctively took a few steps back and muttered angrily, "Is this how we play? Is it common to bring knives to our gatherings? Hey, has this kid gone mad?"

They all failed to notice that on top of the cliff by the roadside, two indistinct figures were standing, looking down below

Professor Feng raised his eyebrows, walked over to Fang Wen with his hands behind his back, and gently asked, "Is everything alright? While I was in Singapore, I met several highly skilled traditional Chinese medicine doctors who might be able to cure your ailment." He sighed slightly and said, "You cough all day long; what a fine young person you are... Alas, it is not a solution."

Seven days later, in the deep of night, Fang Wen drove his sports car out of the toll station heading towards Badaling. This time, the patterns sprayed on his car had transformed into dozens of engorged male organs, each appearing so proudly erect, so vibrant and full of youthful vigor.

This is a comprehensive college that was established two years ago, in 2013. It boasts a strong faculty and its hardware facilities are directly aligned with international standards, reaching the level of top universities abroad. The college has nearly one hundred renowned scholars and professors who have been hired at high levels, and every year, many visiting professors from prestigious universities around the world come to the college for short-term teaching exchanges. The students at the college are also a group of 'chosen ones'.

The middle-aged man wore a well-fitted long robe, complemented by his spirited short hair, two neat and tidy mustaches resembling a swallow's tail, and a lean, refined face, exuding the demeanor of a scholarly sage. Having just finished a set of health-preserving Tai Chi, the middle-aged man happened to see Fang Wen and immediately called out with a smile: "Fang Wen, did you skip class yesterday?"

Fang Wen's eyes lit up, and his spirit was instantly lifted. He eagerly asked, "What is the stake?"

The Golden Retriever stood by the roadside, excitedly shouting: "Young Master Fang, well done! Oh yeah! The match has just started, and you've already taken out a vehicle!"

To put it bluntly, this is an elite academy. The group of young people who raced with Fang Wen last night, along with the blonde youth who was in charge, are all students of this academy

The two individuals huddled together, whispering and chattering, completely disregarding the woman in her thirties standing at the podium. The woman, infuriated, turned pale and furiously scratched at an attendance book.

The Golden Retriever pointed at the tall and imposing young man and shouted loudly: "Damn it, apologize to my brother, or else we will have something to settle."

"National Medicine?" Fang Wen slowly straightened his body and said with a mocking smile, "Since the day I was born, I must have consumed hundreds of kilograms of ginseng, ganoderma, and cordyceps, yet my health has not improved. Ha. Professor Feng, it's time for class. Today is the lesson from that old female director of the education department. I really don't want her to... My dad is calling." Professor Feng, it's time for class. Today is the lesson from that old female director of the education department. I really don't want her to... My dad is calling.

While discussing the amount of the bet next to a nearby off-road Jeep, the Golden Retriever and the Rainbow Crested Chicken suddenly heard this and exclaimed, "Oh no"

The young man moved his lips slightly through the car window, and it was vaguely discernible that he was saying: "Fuck!"

The golden retriever and the young man leading the opposing side each carried a large white flag to the roadside ahead, shouting loudly. The two large flags waved wildly. The engines of twenty sports cars roared simultaneously, their tires screeching against the ground, producing billowing clouds of blue smoke and a piercing noise