readease Chapter 597 The Mummy's Escape
Chapter 597 The Mummy's Escape
Upon hearing this, Ye Fan felt his head spin and gave her a suspicious look:
"Don't try to scare me! Do you think the security guards and teachers on duty at Nanjing University are pushovers? Believe me, they'll just use riot forks to fork you and your car out of here!"
"Fork me?"
An Qi seemed to have heard an extremely absurd joke, and the smile on her red lips deepened.
Instead of backing away, she moved even closer, almost to the point where they could feel each other's breaths. Her breath was sweet and her voice was very low, yet every word was clear.
"Didn't you know I graduated from Nanjing University? I'm very familiar with those security guards and the office manager. In addition, our company often donates scientific instruments to Nanjing University. I come here in person for all of them, so they shouldn't kick me out."
Holy crap!
Ye Fan was completely speechless. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
He had planned everything, but he never expected that this female devil who drove a 20 million supercar to his door would actually be his "hardcore senior"!
She's the kind of person who can do whatever she wants at school because of connections!
How can we play like this?
He has none of the advantages of favorable timing, location, or popular support!
"Fine, fine! You win! Go, go, go! Get out of here right now! Immediately! Leave this place of trouble!"
Ye Fan didn't dare to stay a second longer.
He frantically pulled open the cool scissor door on the passenger side, and with a "whoosh," he slipped into the low-ceilinged car, pulling his sun-protective jacket over his head down even further, trying to curl himself up into a ball.
An Qi then revealed a proud smile, undisguised as a victor, like a large feline that had successfully outmaneuvered its prey.
She gracefully sat in the driver's seat, fastened her seatbelt, and her long, straight legs, encased in black stockings, precisely pressed the clutch while her delicate hand gently pushed the gear lever.
Then, amidst Ye Fan's exclamation of "Wait! Slow down!", she slammed the accelerator pedal to the floor without hesitation!
"BOOM—!!! Rumble—!"
The Lamborghini Veneno's V12 engine instantly unleashed a roar like a prehistoric beast, the sound waves exploding across the campus, even more violent and unrestrained than before.
The silver-gray car body was like a bolt of lightning, carrying Ye Fan, who was wrapped up like a mummy in the passenger seat and wished he could disappear on the spot.
They left in an extremely high-profile, almost ostentatious manner, leaving behind only a long-lasting uproar and legend in the entire boys' dormitory building.
......
At this moment, Nanjing University's internal network and several well-known forums were completely abuzz and exploded, as if a depth charge had been dropped on them!
Many boys and girls are currently engrossed in their phones or computers, frantically uploading the first-hand information they just captured.
High-definition, blurry, with glare effects...
Photos of the Lamborghini "Venom" from various angles instantly went viral.
The most eye-catching of them all was undoubtedly the aloof and sophisticated woman who stepped out of the driver's seat, holding a tacky megaphone, and leaning against the door of a 20 million yuan supercar with her long legs in black stockings.
Her figure, in contrast to the simple dormitory building behind her, created a striking and thought-provoking image.
The forum's servers were under unprecedented pressure, with constant notifications for posts and replies, almost causing them to crash.
Fortunately, Ye Fan's "mummy-like" disguise when he went downstairs played a crucial role.
In the photos and videos, all that can be seen is a dark figure with its head completely covered by a black sun-protective shirt, moving stealthily and swiftly like a rabbit; its facial features are completely unrecognizable.
However, the name "Ye Fan" was once again thrust into the spotlight of the entire school after An Qi's shouts through the loudspeaker, becoming a mysterious "campus legend".
The forum discussion has exploded, with all sorts of speculations, exclamations, memes, and "sour grapes" comments emerging:
"Holy crap! It's confirmed! Isn't that Ye Fan from our school's Industrial Management department, the super handsome guy who was pursued by a top-tier heiress driving a Lamborghini Veneno and using a 20-yuan megaphone? "
"Who else could it be but him! There are quite a few people in our Industrial Management department with 'Fan' in their names, but to possess the charm to have a goddess of this caliber drive to your dorm and call you over in such a cool and domineering way—I can't think of anyone else but that great Ye!"
"Waaaaah... My heart is breaking, everyone! I thought my crush was just good-looking and smart, but I never imagined he'd already secretly mastered the ultimate 'living off a woman' level! This isn't just skipping twenty years of hard work, it's skipping three lifetimes!"
"Let's have a rational discussion. Could it be a case of the same name? But looking at the height of that shadowy figure and the cowardly yet hurried gait as it slipped down... hmm, the more I look, the more it seems like it."
"Stop guessing! I'm from Class 2! I can vouch for him, Ye Fan definitely went back to the dorm tonight! And that 'masked man' who rushed down just now, it was definitely him! I even recognize his clothes!"
"Master, I'm in awe! Please teach a course: 'How to make a rich, beautiful, and dreamy girl obsessed with you, even to the point of blocking your door with her car!'"
......
However, in another girls' dormitory building, Su Luming, who had just finished showering, was wearing soft pajamas and drying her wet long hair with a towel, accidentally turned on her phone.
On the screen, the topic that had been pushed to the top of the trending list and marked with the word "hot," along with the clear photos inside, made her freeze in her tracks.
Her two beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly as she swiped her finger across the screen, carefully examining the blurry but distinctive photo.
That boy... although he covered his head with his clothes like a suspicious person, his nonchalant gait—seemingly indifferent yet flustered at certain moments—and the black sun-protective shirt he was wearing, which she had seen him wear several times before, with slightly worn cuffs...
"Ye Fan!" Su Luming bit his lower lip and murmured the name. A slight sour annoyance welled up in his heart for no reason, as if a kitten was gently scratching him.
She angrily slammed her phone screen down on the desk, making a soft "smack" sound, but a few seconds later, she couldn't resist picking it up again to take another look.
Hmph, next time we meet, I'll definitely give you a good "interrogation"!
As she thought this, she felt her cheeks getting slightly hot.
As for the ancestral spirit, an "academic perpetual motion machine" that is always accompanied by study materials and postgraduate entrance examination questions, she seems to have her own soundproof barrier even when the outside world is in an uproar because of supercars and horns.
At this moment, she was wearing those thick black-rimmed glasses, the desk lamp illuminating the densely packed set of advanced mathematics problems in front of her, and the scratching sound of her pen gliding across the paper was the only melody in her world.
They were completely unaware of the "shocking gossip" about Ye Fan that was going viral on the forum.