Take a deeper look

Chapter 213

The next day, the first class for the freshmen of Qingda University.

Teaching Building No. 1 of the School of Economics and Management, lecture hall.

When Gu Ran walked into the classroom, there were still ten minutes before class started.

The moment he pushed open the door, the originally noisy classroom fell eerily silent.

Hundreds of eyes turned to look at him in unison.

In those eyes, there was curiosity, awe, envy, and jealousy.

The name Gu Ran, after the Luxury Car Incident, the Police Report Incident, and the War of a Hundred Clubs, had completely become a legendary figure that everyone among the 2011 freshmen knew.

Holy crap, a living Gu Ran!

He is even more handsome in person than in the photos...

I heard that yesterday, even Skinner Liu from the Youth League Committee was taken down by him in public. Is it true?

Absolutely true! I also heard his girlfriend is Ye Zhenzhen, the military training goddess from the medical school. She often drives that Audi with five 6s on the license plate to pick him up and drop him off. It is so badass!

Whispers spread throughout the classroom.

Gu Ran calmly scanned the room and walked straight toward an empty seat in the back row.

Wherever he passed, the originally crowded aisle automatically switched to yield mode.

The students consciously shrank to the sides, forcefully making a wide, clear path for him.

Qin Zhaoyang, sitting in the corner of the back row, caught a glimpse of that familiar figure from the corner of his eye.

He subconsciously buried his head in his book, pretending to study earnestly.

He trembled just seeing Gu Ran now.

When he went home yesterday, his dad locked him in the study and yelled at him for two hours.

The core message was just one thing!

That Gu Ran was a god their family could not afford to offend.

He was told to take a detour whenever he saw him in the future.

Otherwise, his dad would break his legs and pack him off back to their hometown to farm.

Gu Ran walked up to him and paused his steps.

Qin Zhaoyang felt like his heart was about to leap out of his throat.

Morning, Class Monitor Qin.

Gu Ran's voice was flat, revealing neither joy nor anger.

M-morning.

Qin Zhaoyang did not even lift his head, his voice buzzing like a mosquito.

Gu Ran chuckled softly and did not make things difficult for the unlucky kid anymore.

He turned and sat down in the empty seat next to him.

Zhang Qi and Li Ming had already saved a seat for him, even wiping the desk spotlessly clean.

Brother Gu, have some water.

Li Ming handed over a bottle of water with the cap already loosened.

Brother Gu, this is today's class schedule.

Zhang Qi placed a printed schedule in front of him.

Their sycophantic behavior made the surrounding students' eyelids twitch.

The bell rang for class.

A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looking quite refined walked in.

He was the main lecturer for Macroeconomics, Professor Wang.

This man's nickname at Qingda University was Yama Wang.

He was famous for his high failure rate, foul temper, and absolute impartiality.

Anyone who dared to cause trouble in his class ended up in a miserable state.

He stepped onto the podium, pushed up his glasses, and routinely began calling roll.

Zhang Qi.

Here!

Li Ming.

Here!

...

The roll call went smoothly, until...

Gu Ran.

As soon as he spoke, Professor Wang deliberately stopped his pen.

He looked up, his eyes searching through the dense crowd.

Here.

Gu Ran lazily raised a hand.

An amiable smile appeared on his face.

Oh, so you are Gu Ran.

Professor Wang nodded, his eyes full of admiration.

I heard about it. Your WeChat project is doing very well.

Not bad, you are a young man with ideas. If you need anything in the future, feel free to come find me in my office anytime.

The whole class was in an uproar.

Was this still the legendary unsmiling, impartial Yama Wang?

Why was he so warm toward Gu Ran?

Qin Zhaoyang buried his head even lower.

This was not just differential treatment anymore; this was blatant favoritism!

Gu Ran also had not expected the teacher to pull such a stunt.

He was stunned for a moment, then stood up and said politely.

Thank you, Professor.

Sit down.

Professor Wang waved his hand in satisfaction, cleared his throat, and began the lecture.

Throughout the class.

For the first half, Gu Ran listened attentively and even took notes.

By the second half, those dry economic terms became a top-tier lullaby.

His eyelids began a fierce merging exercise.

Sure enough, the classroom was the ultimate cure for insomnia.

He pulled out his phone and quietly sent a message to Ye Zhenzhen.

[Clumsy Bear: The class is too sleep-inducing. I miss you. Seeking comfort.]

Soon, his phone vibrated.

[Doctor Ye: No spacing out! Listen to the class properly! If you dare fall asleep, I will break your legs! Wait for me at the cafeteria after class. I want to check your notes!]

Gu Ran looked at this very mom-like text message and smiled helplessly.

He put away his phone, forced himself to perk up, and started writing and drawing in his notebook.

Zhang Qi, who was next to him, peeked over.

He originally thought Gu Ran was deriving some complex economic model, but when he looked closely.

Good heavens!

He saw that the other party's notebook was filled with cute, chibi-style stick figures.

Next to them were labels like Skin Design and Item Shop.

Zhang Qi gasped.

Brother Gu was... physically here but mentally miles away!

He could still find time during class to plan his next business empire?

This kind of brainpower was truly beyond the comprehension of ordinary mortals like them!

...

Noon, Cafeteria No. 2.

Gu Ran and Ye Zhenzhen sat across from each other.

On the dining table, there were four dishes and one soup.

A mix of meat and vegetables, nutritionally balanced.

Where are the notes?

Ye Zhenzhen put down her chopsticks and stretched out her fair, tender little hand.

Here, please take a look.

Gu Ran, with a perfectly open expression, handed over the notebook full of drawings.

Ye Zhenzhen opened it and her pretty brows instantly furrowed.

Gu 'Dog' Ran! You call this notes?!

She pointed at the rows of stick figures wearing bizarre outfits and holding swords, spears, clubs, and sticks, so angry she wanted to bite someone.

Are you kidding me? You call this notes?

How is this not notes?

Gu Ran said righteously.

This is called the visual memory method. Look, this little guy represents supply, and that little guy represents demand. They are fighting, which is called market competition. See how vivid it is.

Ye Zhenzhen: ...

She felt her intelligence was being insulted, and her blood pressure spiked.

Just as she was about to use family discipline.

A tall, burly boy wearing a basketball jersey walked over carrying a food tray.

Hello there.

The boy wore a confident smile on his face, staring at Ye Zhenzhen with burning eyes.

I am a sophomore senior from the Sports Department. My name is Zhou Hao. I saw you over there just now and thought you had a really great vibe. Are you interested in joining our Sports Department? I can personally guide you.

This pick-up method was old-fashioned and greasy.

But with his 1.85-meter height and muscular build, it could indeed fool quite a few naive junior girls in college.

Ye Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment and had not yet had time to speak.

Sitting opposite her, Gu Ran slowly raised his head.

He wiped his mouth with a napkin, then reached out a hand.

He naturally tucked a stray lock of hair that had fallen against Ye Zhenzhen's cheek behind her ear, the gesture intimate.

Sorry about that, senior.

Gu Ran smiled harmlessly, but the words he spoke carried a sharp edge.

She is not available.

All of her time has to be spent with me.

As Gu Ran spoke, he picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork with his chopsticks and brought it right to Ye Zhenzhen's lips.

Their gazes locked, thick with chemistry.

"Here, open up."

Ye Zhenzhen's pretty face flushed, but she obediently opened her mouth and took the piece of meat.

Seeing this intimate feeding, Zhou Hao was completely dumbfounded.

His face turned from green to pale as he stood there in sheer embarrassment.

He didn't know whether to stay or leave.

"Then... sorry to intrude."

After struggling for words, Zhou Hao picked up his tray and scurried away in disgrace.

Watching his retreating figure flee the scene, Ye Zhenzhen couldn't hold back a sudden giggle.

She stretched out her foot and gave Gu Ran a gentle kick under the table.

"You're terrible."

"Am I?"

Gu Ran raised an eyebrow. He leaned forward, closing the distance between them, and lowered his voice.

"You haven't seen anything yet. I can be much worse. Would Dr. Ye like an in-depth demonstration? Free of charge."

Ye Zhenzhen's face instantly burned crimson.

Pervert!

She shot him a playful glare, picked up a large bunch of greens with her chopsticks, and stuffed them right into Gu Ran's mouth.

"Not even food can shut you up!"

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