We agreed not to date, so why are you crying now that I've become the richest man?

It's Lin Wanqing.

Today, she deliberately let her long, smooth, black hair down and changed into a slightly fitted summer school uniform.

Her neckline was slightly open, revealing her fair skin and delicate collarbone.

The form-fitting cut couldn't hide her budding, impressive bust, and her legs were straight and slender. Standing there, she was the epitome of pure and alluring beauty.

The boys who hadn't left the classroom all couldn't help but stare at him.

Lin Wanqing stopped in front of Ye Chen's desk and gently placed a beautiful black pen on it.

"Ye Chen, good luck on your college entrance exam." She looked at Ye Chen with pleading eyes. "This pen is for you; I wish you success in your exam."

The students around him held their breath, and Zhao Peng stared wide-eyed, looking back and forth like a spectator.

If Ye Chen accepts the pen, it means there's still a possibility of breaking the ice between them.

Ye Chen looked down at the pen, then looked up at Lin Wanqing's pure and beautiful face.

Then, he grinned, a faint, sunny smile playing on his lips, and pushed the pen back.

"Thanks, but I'm picky about pens; I'm used to my two-dollar ballpoint pen."

"You should keep this high-end stuff for your own Tsinghua and Peking University applications."

After saying that, Ye Chen slung his backpack over his shoulder, hooked his arm around Zhao Peng's neck, and smiled brightly: "Let's go, Fatty, let's go home for a big meal."

"Okay!" Zhao Peng responded loudly.

The two walked out of the classroom arm in arm, their laughter echoing far down the corridor.

Lin Wanqing stood beside the empty desk, clutching the pen that had been returned to her tightly, her knuckles turning white from gripping it so hard.

She watched Ye Chen's dashing departing figure, feeling an emptiness in her heart, as if she had completely lost something extremely precious at that moment.

As Ye Chen walked out of the school gate, he stretched out a big yawn in the scorching June sun.

The college entrance examination was just the first step in rewriting his life.

In this momentous year of 2010, countless opportunities for wealth were lining up for him to seize.

……

Stepping out of the school gate, a hot wind hits you in the face.

As I passed by the lottery station, the TV inside was broadcasting sports news.

"The South Africa World Cup is about to open, and the 32 teams are ready to go..."

Ye Chen paused for a moment, glancing at the Spanish odds scrolling across the screen, a slight smile playing on his lips.

The whistle of the South African night, Iniesta's winning goal, Paul the Octopus's prediction... all the memories were as clear as if they were happening yesterday.

After the college entrance examination, this World Cup is his first trump card to turn things around.

back home.

Mother Chen Xiulan, wearing a floral apron, was a little plump from hard work, but her eyes were full of gentleness as she carried out a steaming bowl of pork rib soup.

"Hurry up and wash your hands and eat. After you finish eating, get some rest."

Ye Chen took a sip of soup, the warmth flowing down his throat and into his stomach.

Looking at his healthy parents, he secretly clenched his fists.

With him around, this family will never repeat the same mistakes again.

After finishing his meal and returning to his room, Ye Chen opened a drawer and took out his piggy bank.

I counted it, and it came to a total of 542.5 yuan.

"The money is still too little. I need to find a way to get some start-up capital." Ye Chen wrote the three words "World Cup" on the draft paper and tapped the table lightly with the tip of his pen.

……

On June 7th, the National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao) arrived as scheduled.

Inside the examination hall, countless candidates were so nervous that their hands were sweaty, and some were even sobbing quietly.

Ye Chen sat in his seat, looking at the test paper that had been handed out. His pen tip landed on the answer sheet, making a soft, rustling sound.

Chinese, Mathematics, Science, and English.

With his incredible ability to create absolute memories, these questions were like open-book exams to him.

He answered all the questions in almost half the time for each subject.

5 PM on June 8th.

As the final, crisp bell rang, the entire school erupted in deafening cheers.

Countless exam papers and scraps of paper fell from the teaching building, like a grand snowfall.

"The exam is over. Candidates, please stop answering!"

Ye Chen carried a transparent stationery bag and walked out with the crowd with a relaxed expression.

"Chenzi! Wait for me!"

Sweating profusely, Zhao Peng squeezed through the crowd from behind, grabbed Ye Chen's shoulder, and yelled, "Holy crap, I'm free! Let's grab a couple of drinks tonight! By the way, what did you choose for the last multiple-choice question in math? I chose C, am I doomed?"

Ye Chen laughed and raised an eyebrow, saying, "It doesn't matter what I choose anymore, the exams are already over."

"You're bragging again!" Zhao Peng laughed and scolded, then sighed, "Want to go to an internet cafe all night tonight? I'm dying to go."

"Let's skip tonight." Ye Chen released his grip, patted Zhao Peng's shoulder with a smile, and said, "I've lost too many brain cells these past few days. All I want to do is go home, collapse on my bed, and sleep like a log. Let's do it in a few days! I'll treat you, buddy. We'll go to an internet cafe and book the whole night. Plenty of instant noodles and sausages, you'll have a blast!"

"You said it yourself! Don't stand me up later!" Although Zhao Peng was a little disappointed, he was overjoyed when he heard about the promise of staying overnight for a few days.