Chapter 0002 I am very gratified
If Liu Bin drinks like this, they can still understand, but is Lin Fan not afraid of drinking himself to death
When Lin Fan reported to the Academic Affairs Office, he was unexpectedly notified by the office to go to the principal's office
Li Weimin looked at Lin Fan, whose complexion was alternating between green and white, and asked, "Classmate Lin Fan, are you feeling unwell?"
"Fan Ge, what a rare guest! You just took a year off from school without saying a word, what have you been up to?" Xu Dong asked, laughing as he put his arm around Lin Fan's neck.
Wang Zhengwei and others were somewhat dumbfounded; it is true that they often drink, but they have never had the experience of boasting while holding a bottle of Moutai.
When he was in the first year of high school, he had only seen Principal Li once at the opening ceremony
The lighting in the KTV rooms is relatively dim; if the lighting were better, Wang Zhengwei and others might be able to see a wisp of white mist rising from Lin Fan's head
Li Weimin, in his fifties, was bald and overweight. He originally had a serious expression, but when he looked at the person walking in through the door, a smile instantly appeared on his face: "Is it Classmate Lin Fan?"
Liu Bin gritted his teeth and continued to drink from a bottle of wine
If they come to provoke me, I assure you that they will be the ones to suffer. If you truly are his girlfriend, please advise him well and do not let them come to bother me
He directly took the Moutai and started to boast.
Although Huang Qing was unwilling in her heart, she could only awkwardly say to Wang Zhengwei, "Zhengwei, let's get together again another time, let's just forget about today."
This is already a precursor to alcohol poisoning
Upon thinking of this, Lin Fan opened the letter, and in an instant, his expression turned to stone.
Huang Qing furrowed her brows tightly, and Lin Fan said: "Your aunt probably doesn't want to know what kind of people you are mingling with"
Upon careful consideration, he felt a warmth in his heart. In Qingcheng City, the only person who had a key to his house was his aunt.
"No, there is none..." Lin Fan took a deep breath, forced a smile, and said slowly, "I am greatly comforted by the broad-mindedness of my esteemed mentor!"
Lin Fan, upon hearing this, looked at the passing vehicles on the road and slightly nodded: "Then should I not thank you?"
Early the next morning, Lin Fan changed into the school uniform he had treasured for a year and headed to Qingcheng City No. 1 High School
Please take a seat quickly
Liu Bin also opened a bottle and said: "I have been drinking alcohol like milk since I was young, how could I be afraid of him?"
No wonder the principal smiled at me like a complete fool, one million!
Despite his good intentions in offering a reminder, Lin Fan still displayed a nonchalant and indifferent demeanor, which left Huang Qing feeling somewhat displeased
"I won't sit anymore, Principal Li. Just speak your mind," Lin Fan said with a smile. "I am taking a year off from school; there are reasons for this..."
Come on, you have no idea how your departure has been discussed in our class. Some say you were deceived into a pyramid scheme, while others claim you were arrested for fighting
This is Lin Fan's classmate, desk mate, and close friend
Dear, it won't be a year of suspension; the school is going to expel me, right
Lin Fan looked at Huang Qing and thought to himself that he did not expect his distant cousin, although her personality seemed rather poor, was not too bad at heart
This is the alcohol in the wine being evaporated by the de-alcoholization symbol, and Lin Fan is drinking it, truly indistinguishable from plain water
At this moment, Lin Fan was drinking while watching Liu Bin stop. He raised his hand slightly, signaling him to follow.
Soon, Lin Fan finished a bottle of Moutai and picked up a second bottle, drinking it nonchalantly
Li Weimin was very enthusiastic and even personally brewed a cup of tea. Lin Fan couldn't help but wonder what this was all about
Lin Fan felt somewhat perplexed, having never heard of the need to go to the principal's office for school enrollment.
At the entrance of the KTV, Lin Fan and Huang Qing walked out
"Is it the one in Zhong? It's our school, right?" Wang Zhengwei sneered and said, "Alright, the green mountains remain unchanged, and the clear waters flow forever. We will have plenty of opportunities to enjoy ourselves slowly in the future. Let's go."
No need.
Do you want to know? Lin Fan asked Xu Dong mysteriously
It is like this. Li Weimin sat on a chair, took out an envelope and said: "You have a good teacher."
He originally thought that after being away for a full year, this place would be filled with cobwebs and dust
Wang Zhengwei's words imply that it is not merely a simple invitation for him to come out and play; he is likely unable to swallow this grievance and may seek an opportunity for revenge later.
Lin Fan said: "On this day last year, an old Taoist priest saw my extraordinary talent and said he would take me to learn how to catch ghosts"
Two people chatted casually while playfully wrestling as they walked into the school
His usual drinking capacity allows him to consume two to three bottles without issue, but this is not how one should drink
During the year he spent traveling with the old Taoist, he encountered countless tempests and trials; these matters truly did not pique his interest enough to concern himself with them
In no time, two bottles have already been consumed
"If we don't continue drinking, we will leave," Lin Fan said, looking at Huang Qing
Good teacher
Lin Fan said lightly: "One Middle."
True blow
Huang Qing watched Lin Fan leave in the car, feeling somewhat frustrated and scolded, "Stubborn as a dead duck!"
Lin Fan reached for the third bottle, but Wang Zhengwei raised his hand and grabbed Lin Fan's hand, saying, "That's enough."
Lin Fan casually bought 2 buns, took a bite, and walked towards the school gate, not yet having entered the school
Good disciple, as practitioners of the Dao, we must accumulate good deeds. The one million I promised you has already been donated in your name to Qingcheng City No. 1 Middle School. There is no need to thank me. In the future, remember to do more good deeds and accumulate virtue
Lin Fan pushed open the door, inside sat the principal of Qingcheng City No. 1 High School, Li Weimin
Soon, Lin Fan arrived at the door of the principal's office and knocked on the door
Lin Fan opened a bottle of white liquor, and the white liquor in this KTV is not cheap, all of it is Moutai
"Tomorrow is the day I report in, yet I have no idea when the one million given to me by the old Taoist will arrive." Lin Fan lay on the sofa, lost in thought, and eventually fell asleep right there on the sofa.
Indeed, that's correct. Lin Fan nodded.
Arriving at the school gate, today marks the beginning of the new school year. The small stalls at the entrance of the school are bustling with people, and the aroma of steaming noodles and buns fills the air
So you are using your own one million to accumulate virtue for yourself, are you
Huang Qing said: "You are an orphan, with no connections or background in Qingcheng City, and no parents. The relationship of Wang Zhengwei's family is enough to get you expelled. Since we are relatives, I can take you to his house tomorrow to apologize, so that..."
Isn't it sufficient to send the letter directly to oneself? Why send it to the school?
Suddenly, a person beside him slapped down on his shoulder. He turned around and saw a thin, pale-faced individual standing in front of him
Xu Dong
Lin Fan looked at the contents of the letter, his eyelids twitching, and the veins on his forehead bulging
Let me report first before we discuss further
However, Lin Fan was completely unconcerned; even if a fight broke out, these few individuals combined would probably not be enough for him to handle alone
This can be considered a veiled threat; Lin Fan did not wish to involve himself in Huang Qing's affairs, he was merely fulfilling his aunt's request
Qingshan Community is a resettlement housing area in Qingcheng City, where the residents are primarily households relocated by the government
Wang Zhengwei and others watched with their scalps tingling
Huang Qing was dressed beautifully and said by the roadside: "Cousin Lin Fan, do you know who Wang Zhengwei and the others are? You have offended them this time, and at the very least, for my sake, they will find someone to beat you up."
Xu Dong nodded: "Nonsense"
"Fatty, can you do it?" Wang Zhengwei asked in a lowered voice
"Pah, I don't believe you at all." Xu Dong cast him a sidelong glance and said, "Are you going to continue studying in the second year of high school when you return?"
Lin Fan opened the envelope that Li Weimin had given him, and to his surprise, it contained a letter left for him by the old Taoist priest
This is also a somewhat troubling issue for Lin Fan, as his former classmates have all become his seniors, and this feeling is quite uncomfortable
Wang Zhengwei called out to several others, lifting Liu Bin as they headed outside, while Lin Fan kindly reminded from behind: "I have already called an ambulance..."
Come in
He shouted inwardly: "Damn it, old bastard! Have I really been running around for a year with you for nothing!"
Liu Bin finished a bottle of liquor, and his chest was already burning with heat, feeling uncomfortable as he clutched his chest
Wang Zhengwei stared into Lin Fan's eyes and said, "Brother, your drinking capacity is quite impressive. Which school do you attend? Let's make plans to hang out together sometime later."
There is no connection in this matter; where there is an anomaly, there must be a hidden truth.
Lin Fan displayed a faint smile on his face as he looked at Liu Bin and asked, "Shall we continue?"
After Lin Fan finished speaking, he casually hailed a taxi and got into the car
Lin Fan shot him a glance and said, "I went to learn some skills"
Lin Fan opened the door to his home with a key, only to find that it was unexpectedly spotless and immaculate inside
Liu Bin could only drink half of the second bottle, and he could no longer drink any more. He was already sitting on the sofa, feeling somewhat drowsy.