Going back to 18, demanding 30,000 yuan in compensation from the school beauty.

Chang Fei's challenge instantly ignited the entire audience.

The guys might discuss who has the longest legs or who is the prettiest in private, but when it comes to having fun, they definitely like girls who can take a joke the most.

The crowd, eager for excitement, banged on tables and chairs, creating an exceptionally enthusiastic atmosphere.

Lin Zhao, of course, couldn't back down at this moment. Shouting "Come on then!", she bit into a bottle of beer and slurped it down in fifteen seconds.

Zhang Fei was stunned; she hadn't expected this guy to be so fierce.

But she was the one who suggested the drinking contest, so he absolutely couldn't back down now. He gritted his teeth, tilted his head back, and was about to pour the liquor into his mouth.

Lin Zhao was unaware of Zhang Fei's alcohol tolerance, so she didn't stop him at first.

But seeing her resolute expression, as if she were ready to die, I knew this girl was just a hopeless case, so I absolutely couldn't push her too hard.

So, before Zhang Fei could even start drinking, he turned his head and with a "whoosh," sprayed a whole bunch of white foam onto the floor.

It startled everyone.

"No, no, Fei-ge, let's not fight anymore. Consider this bottle of wine as my apology, okay?" Lin Zhao pleaded pitifully.

These words immediately drew criticism from the boys, who said he wasn't a real man and was a disgrace to men.

Lin Zhao didn't tolerate it and started cursing at these bastards.

After a while, no one paid attention to the bottle of beer in Zhang Fei's hand, and the topic of drinking contest was diverted.

With this memorable moment as a foundation, the atmosphere at the dinner was lively throughout, without a single awkward silence.

The boys were all really drunk.

On the girls' side, several of them who initially said they wouldn't drink ended up taking the initiative to pick up their glasses.

Especially Zhang Luoyan, seeing that Lin Zhao and Zhang Fei were practically swearing brotherhood over their drinks, couldn't help but pick up her glass and, tossing her long, straight black hair, said with a smile, "Brother Lin, let's have a drink too~"

Lin Zhao was turning the table, bringing a cold tomato salad to her.

The spicy chicken feet were right in front of Xing Zhou. She had been staring at the dish from the beginning, but she hesitated to pick them up because she felt there were fewer chicken feet than the other students at the table.

Seeing that the round table had been turned around and around, and that few people were picking up their chopsticks, she finally picked up one dish after another, slurping them down with great enthusiasm from her small bowl.

Lin Zhao withdrew his gaze, a wild smile spreading across his face: "Since such a beauty has taken the initiative, I certainly have to do her a favor! Let's go!"

The glasses clinked lightly.

Lin Zhao downed the drink in one gulp and stared at Zhang Luoyan.

Zhang Luoyan thought he would let her do as she pleased, since no boy had ever dared to let her drink a toast.

But Lin Zhao didn't say that at all.

Zhang Luoyan was somewhat taken aback, then gave a seductive smile, tilted her head back and downed a glass of wine in one gulp, even provocatively turning the glass upside down.

"Sister Yan is awesome!!"

Geng Ziye led the applause.

Other boys noticed this and quickly joined in the praise, showering Zhang Luoyan with enthusiastic applause.

In terms of looks, Zhang Luoyan and Xiong Tingting are equally matched and each has their own merits, with roughly equal support among males.

But in terms of personality, everyone definitely prefers the wildcat-like Zhang Luoyan, while only daring to admire the icy Xiong Tingting from afar.

As for Lin Zhao's attitude, it was that she had no feelings for either of them.

no way.

He'd seen far too many beautiful women in the entertainment industry; he was no longer immune to mere physical attraction.

Besides, both of them are young and beautiful, and youth comes first.

Youth is something that university students have in abundance; Lin Zhao has it herself, so why should she look to others?

It was precisely because of this composure that he was able to remain completely unfazed by Zhang Luoyan's several "beauty offensives".

This left Zhang Luoyan, a candidate for class beauty, somewhat frustrated, but she became even more determined and her fighting spirit intensified.

The first dinner party ended in a chaotic mess of people stumbling and falling over.

Among the girls, only Zhang Fei got drunk, while all the boys except Lin Zhao were completely out of commission.

Someone like Li Shun, who doesn't drink alcohol, turned completely red after the first glass and collapsed before all the dishes were served.

Gao Bo and Zhou Rui are the type who can hold their liquor quite well. They were jumping around a lot in the first half of the night, and even started walking around in circles in the private room.

They maintained good manners with the girls, letting them feel at ease, but with the guys, they pushed them to the limit, saying things like "Are you looking down on me?" and "If you don't drink, you're not a brother." They were a bit overbearing.

Since Lin Zhao had already decided to take over as class monitor, she naturally couldn't just stand by and watch this disharmonious scene unfold.

So in the second half, they focused on those two and tried to break through one-on-one against them.

"Gao Bo, you're so tall for nothing! Dare to chug three bottles in a row?"

"Zhou Rui, with your drinking capacity, you think you can be the class monitor? Finish this bottle before you talk!"

"..."

At first, the two of them were definitely not intimidated, thinking, "How can we lose two against one?"

Unexpectedly, after finishing a case of beer, both of them started to feel dizzy and lightheaded, but Lin Zhao remained calm and talkative, as if nothing had happened.

The two were shocked, thinking that this guy might have learned Qiu Chuji's secret technique and could use internal energy to force the wine out of his body.

Then the two of them completely behaved themselves.

After drinking two more bottles, he passed out completely.

The restaurant was not far from the school gate, so the girls went back together.

The boy wasn't in a hurry to go back.

Lin Zhao asked the restaurant owner to make six servings of fried rice with eggs, and paid for the meal, which cost more than 1400 yuan.

After paying the bill and taking his fried rice, he woke up a few of the still-conscious people and told them to stop pretending. Then, one by one, they carried the remaining drunkards back to their dormitories.

Two servings of fried rice with eggs were left in each dormitory.

The next morning, Zhou Rui came to Lin Zhao to return the money.

"I promised I'd treat you!" Zhou Rui said angrily.

Lin Zhao immediately raised her voice: "Oh, we're all classmates, it doesn't matter who pays!"

Zhou Rui insisted on returning the money to him.

Lin Zhao resolutely refused.

The two were arguing in the dorm room, waking up the people in the next and opposite dorm rooms.

Only then did everyone realize that Lin Zhao had paid for yesterday's meal and had no intention of asking Zhou Rui to pay her back.

This generosity, coupled with his act of shielding everyone from drinking last night, instantly won the admiration of the four boys in room 314.

9 o'clock, First Teaching Building.

The second class meeting of the journalism class.

Knowing that today was the day for class monitor elections, the students arrived very early, with almost everyone present ten minutes ahead of time.

After last night's dinner party, the boys and girls are much more familiar with each other today. The classroom is no longer clearly divided between boys and girls, but rather a chaotic free-for-all.

As they chatted, the girls naturally learned that it wasn't Zhou Rui who paid last night, but Lin Zhao.

Lin Zhao, having estimated that the news had spread sufficiently, strolled leisurely into the classroom with his hands in his pockets and slapped Tian Kepeng on the back of the head: "It's not a lot of money, why are you shouting it everywhere? Are you afraid people won't know your brother Lin is a rich second-generation?"

Tian Kepeng grinned like a husky: "Brother Lin, you do good deeds anonymously, but our classmates can't accept that favor unjustly. That wouldn't be fair to us, wouldn't you all agree?"

The girls were half supportive and half genuinely agree, all saying "yes."

Lin Zhao put on an act as if she really couldn't do anything about them, reluctantly accepted the students' gratitude, and plopped down in the middle of the classroom.

Zhou Rui stood in the back row, watching the whole scene, his teeth practically grinding to dust.