F-class thief? Sorry, I can steal anything.

Chen Yifan was stunned.

Fatty Wang behind him was also stunned.

Even the head of student affairs, who had been bowing and smiling obsequiously, froze, his facial muscles stiffening, his features displaying a comical solidification.

Three top universities.

Tsinghua and Peking Universities!

Wuhan University!

Dragon City!

Pick whatever you like?!

Are you really giving it to me?

What does this mean?

Every year, tens of millions of students in China compete fiercely for even one spot.

Countless A-level and even S-level geniuses wouldn't dare say they have the victory in the bag.

And now, this is the stairway to the clouds.

It was laid down so lightly on an F-grade surface.

At the feet of a thief who luckily finished off two bosses and got an SSS rating?

absurd!

Unbelievable.

The ward was completely silent.

Wang Pangzi's brain completely stopped working.

He stared at Chen Yifan with his mouth agape, then at the imposing Director Zhao.

ecstasy!

He was overwhelmed with unparalleled ecstasy.

So it turns out... it wasn't a change of heart.

They came to fulfill their promise.

Fanzi...

This time, his brother is really going to rise to the top in one fell swoop and ascend to the Western Paradise...

No, it transformed into a dragon and departed!

Meanwhile, Principal Zhou Dehai's expression suddenly turned strange.

He figured out all the joints in just 0.1 seconds.

Shameless...

No! It's high!

That's brilliant!

According to the ironclad rules of the Dragon Kingdom's "Extraordinary Education Law".

Any student who receives an SSS rating automatically qualifies for special admission to the three universities without needing anyone's approval!

This is the highest honor that the rules bestow upon a peerless genius!

Chen Yifan earned this right through sheer luck!

But when it came to Zhao Lixin's mouth...

This right, which was set in stone, has been turned into a "gift" that requires his approval to take effect...

A "reward" that Chen Yifan should be extremely grateful for!

Using borrowed flowers to present to Buddha, stealing the sky and changing the sun!

Once Chen Yifan nodded.

He started from a "trouble" that could potentially ignite public opinion.

He became a perfectly controlled pawn in the narrative.

Old fox!

As for Chen Yifan in this incident, his brain underwent a rapid shift from boiling to freezing point at that moment.

An immense wave of ecstasy swept over us like a tsunami.

That is only natural; it is the broad road to a bright future.

But what followed was a chill that penetrated to the bone.

An education bureau chief, so eager to come in person.

There was no probing, no questioning.

Let's get straight to the point and use the three top universities to shut him up.

This shows that the other party accepted his fabricated story of "luck," which was riddled with flaws.

It's not because the story itself is particularly clever.

Rather, it's because the other party needs this story.

I've figured that out.

The bewildered expression on Chen Yifan's face was gradually replaced by a deeper, unbelievable ecstasy.

This is the kind of reaction an eighteen-year-old should have.

His tone changed, with a slight tremor and crack.

"I...I'm just an F-class thief..."

"I...I...can I really choose whatever I want?!"

"certainly!"

Zhao Lixin patted his shoulder heavily, enjoying the sense of control that allowed him to decide someone's fate with a single word.

"Um...that..."

Chen Yifan swallowed hard, and in a curious and somewhat naive tone, he carefully raised his head.

He asked a question that made the air in the entire ward freeze instantly.

"So...which university cafeteria has the best food?"

"..."

The imposing demeanor that Zhao Lixin had just adopted was suddenly snapped with a crisp "crack".

He was stunned.

This time, even Principal Zhou Dehai, who had been keeping a straight face and playing a serious role, couldn't help but twitch his lips.

This kid...

He's a fucking clown!

This is a life-changing opportunity, a divinely granted chance that many people dream of and pray for but cannot obtain.

He's actually considering which school has the best food?

What an extraordinary brain circuit!

Zhao Lixin looked at the boy in front of him with clear eyes who seemed to be really troubled by "eating". He was first taken aback, but then a strange sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart.

He had seen too many ambitious people, whose eyes held both daggers and fire.

I've also met people who are incompetent but arrogant.

But something as "pure" as this...

Uh……

Talent!

That really is the first one.

A hero whose mind is only focused on braised pork is far more reassuring than a tyrant who has the world in his heart.

Zhao Lixin smiled, a genuine smile.

"Okay! To the cafeteria!"

He waved his hand with great flair, displaying an air of heroic spirit.

"Once you've chosen a school, I'll personally speak to the principal and have them assign you three top-notch chefs to prepare three different meals a day!"

"Really?!"

Chen Yifan looked up with "surprise," his eyes sparkling with boundless longing for a better future, a genuine and unpretentious expression.

"My word is my bond!" (Zhao Lixin)

Having received a positive reply, Chen Yifan felt as if he had finally put down the biggest weight in his heart.

He let out a long sigh of relief, looked at Zhao Lixin with a solemn expression, and said something that almost made everyone present have a mental breakdown.

"Director, thank you!"

"For the honor of the school! For the braised pork in the cafeteria! I will definitely study hard and make progress every day!"

"I will never let you and the principal down!"

He clenched his right fist and held it to his ear, his eyes filled with unwavering determination, as if he were reciting the oath of joining the team.

At that moment, the ward was so quiet you could hear the dust settling on the floor.

Looking at this lively character in front of him, Zhao Lixin's last trace of doubt completely vanished.

He laughed heartily, his loud laughter so powerful it made the windows rattle.

Not bad!

He's a bit clever.

He patted Chen Yifan on the shoulder again, heavily.

"Good lad! You've got potential!"

"Take good care of yourself. The city will hold a special commendation ceremony for you in three days!"

"At that time, media from the entire city of Jiangcheng, and even the entire province, will be present."

"You will become an idol and hero for the younger generation in Jiangcheng!"

After saying that, he led his men away like a whirlwind.

The head of teaching affairs hurriedly followed, bowing and scraping, like a most loyal follower.

The ward door closed.

Fatty Wang was still in a state of extreme, unreal excitement.

He hugged Chen Yifan tightly, so excited that he couldn't speak coherently.

"Holy crap! Fanzi! Tsinghua, Peking University! Wuhan University! Longdu University! Take your pick! Did you hear that?! We're going to make something of ourselves!!"

Chen Yifan still wore that silly smile on his face, letting Fatty Wang shake him, like a lucky guy who hadn't figured out what was going on yet.

He's still acting.

It wasn't just to deceive Zhao Lixin, who had already left.

He didn't leave because of Principal Zhou Dehai.

At that moment, Zhou Dehai slowly pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses.

He walked over to the bedside.

Just now, as Zhao Lixin brushed past him, he used his mental power to transmit a message, leaving behind only one sentence.

Make sure everything goes perfectly!

"Chen Yifan."

He spoke, his voice flat and without any inflection.

"Your story is wonderful."

"You're very lucky too."

Wang Pangzi was still basking in the immense joy of Fanzi's "choose any of Tsinghua, Peking University, or Wuhan University" when the principal's two indifferent remarks left him completely bewildered.

Amazing? Just lucky?

This sounds... like an insult?

Chen Yifan's heart tightened suddenly, but he maintained his innocent expression and looked at the principal with a puzzled look.

"headmaster?"

Zhou Dehai ignored him and continued talking to himself.

"An F-rank talent, an F-rank profession, a thief."

"He crawled out of the pile of boulders and fell into a crevice in the ground."

"I accidentally stumbled into the final battlefield and happened to pick up the heads of two dying bosses."

"Finally, I even got an SSS rating."

With each word he uttered, the temperature in the ward seemed to drop a degree.

"The probability of any one of these steps happening is less than one in a billion."

"And all of them happened to you alone."

Zhou Dehai bent down.

Those eyes hidden behind the glasses were like two bottomless ancient wells, reflecting Chen Yifan's "innocent" face.

His voice was extremely low, as if it were pressed against Chen Yifan's eardrum.

"Child, tell me."

"You really think so?"

"Am I an idiot?"