I'm A Baller

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Mentality, emotional intelligence, courage—how should he explain them?

Coming from a rich family didn't necessarily mean that one would be mature or have much empathy.

That was bullsh*t!

Even if one had received an elite education, they could still turn out to be like grown-up babies.

Wang Yang, on the other hand, was what they referred to as a "free-range kid," which meant that he was given greater autonomy as a child and subject to less adult supervision. Even before the System, he had been much more mature than Wang Yonglei, Zhang Yin, and the rest, so it was hard to tell how these things would turn out.

Gu Jiashu wasn't a giant baby per se. He was actually pretty normal and occasionally vulgar. But when placed next to Yu Qiuli, his intellect seemed to have dropped down a notch.

Just look at the pick-up lines he used—

"What time did you get here, Monitor?

"What have you been busy with, Monitor?

"When will you be hosting your graduation party, Monitor?

"Do you have any plans in the afternoon, Monitor?"

Wang Yan could barely stop himself from laughing.

"Datou, I bet you wouldn't dare tell the class monitor to fish out your Italian gun!" he snickered in his head.

"Although that sounds a little crude, it beats your current pick-up lines, right?"

Gu Jiashu was indeed a little slow, but being rich kind of made up for it.

Wang Yan realized that almost all the girls were trying to help him out, whether explicitly or implicitly.

Xiaomin was a bit more discreet in sucking up to him. "Xiaogu, your vacation was so carefree! I was so envious when I saw your story. You were having fun in so many different parts of the world…"

Gu Jiashu beamed at her and took the chance to brag. "My results were satisfactory, so my mom rewarded me with a two-week vacation in Europe. I didn't actually enjoy going around with a tour group."

Zheng Hong gasped. "Which tour group would that be? Your itinerary looked fantastic!"

Gu Jiashu pressed down his smile and tried his best to sound humble.

"Oh, it was just one of those premium tour packages designed for small groups! It cost less than twenty-eight thousand dollars per person. We basically stayed at five-star hotels and ate at three-star Michelin restaurants, that's all."

"Wow!"

"That's awesome!"

"Xiaogu, your family is really wealthy…"

Everyone was shocked. The average high school senior wouldn't be able to comprehend spending twenty-eight thousand dollars on a fifteen-day trip.

Playing games at the cybercafe for a month after graduation, going for barbeque and karaoke—that was a typical high schooler's idea of fun, and even that was considered by some to be a luxury. How much would all these activities cost?

Less than 700 dollars per month, that was for sure! Even if they went all out.

Wang Yonglei lamented sadly, "Damn! I thought my ideal life would be considered pretty high-end, but compared to Datou, it now seems boring and meaningless."

Gu Jiashou didn't take offence at being called by that nickname, which meant "big head."

"Leizi, what's your ideal life?"

"Yeah, tell us!" Even Yu Qiuli was curious.

Wang Yonglei didn't show any signs of shyness or awkwardness that would cause him to hesitate in telling them.

"My dream… is to head to the cybercafe as soon as I wake up in the morning. I'd order a bowl of rice with beef brisket and potato and a chilled bottle of coke. After I'm done eating, I'd light up a stick of Furong Wang, then kill my way out of Demacia while listening to Alaba's fight song. And later that night, I'd meet my buddies for some skewers or crayfish. I'd drink two bottles of ice-cold beer, then go home to get some sleep. I'll repeat the same routine the following day. And the day after."

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Everyone was taken aback by his somewhat expensive idea of fun.

The girls didn't get it at all, but Zhang Yin and Gu Jiashu nodded knowingly in anticipation.

"Damn, that sounds pretty fun!"

"Yeah, it does sound interesting. Now that you've mentioned it…"

Zheng Hong had enough of this topic and tried to steer the conversation elsewhere. "So, when do you intend to find a girlfriend?"

Wang Yan pursed his lips in disdain and looked at Zheng Hong out of the corner of his eye. "What girlfriend? That wasn't part of my dream?"

Jeez…

He was unbelievable.

For some reason, Yu Qiuli decided to ask him in jest, "What if we were to date? Would you still live foolishly?"

Wang Yonglei's face was flushed in embarrassment, and he was at a loss for words. His mouth moved, but no words were coming out.

Everyone broke into laughter and taunted him, "What do you say, Leizi? Would you choose gaming, or would you choose the class monitor?"

Scratching at his neck, Wang Yonglei answered, "Gaming, of course!"

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"Hey!"

Naturally, no one believed him.

Everyone could tell that he was in denial and just reluctant to admit it.

If Yu Qiuli really was to date him…

Screw the games!

He would deny having played any games in the first place!

Xiaomin's attention shifted back to Gu Jiashu. "How about you, Xiaogu? Would you choose games over Qiuli?"

Gu Jiashu wasn't an idiot. Unlike that hopeless Wang Yonglei, who had nothing better to do, he had game!

He thumped his chest confidently. "Of course I'd choose the class monitor! I have no real interest in games anyway. I just play them to pass time. Besides, how could gaming be more important than my girlfriend?"

Upon hearing this, his teammates immediately started rioting.

Gu Jiashu couldn't stand being bombarded by them, so he tried to drag Wang Yan down with him.

"Hey, we should let the star of today's party express his opinion as well. Which one would you choose, Wang-er?"

"Me?! I'm not part of this…"

Wang Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was just having fun watching them from the side. What did it have to do with him?

"You're the host, so of course it concerns you! Anything that happens today concerns you!"

"That's right! Answer quickly!"

"Haha!"

Wang Yan had no choice but to answer them, since Yu Qiuli was already looking in his direction, and both the boys and the girls were growing rowdy.

"Alright, alright, alright. We're still talking about the class monitor, right?"

"Right! But don't be like that stubborn Wang Yonglei! Don't make everyone look down on you!"

"Hey!" he thought indignantly.

"I had no qualms telling a bunch of pretty girls that I'd like to pop my cherry in a nightclub. Do you think I won't be able to handle this?"

Wang Yan smiled, before calmly and slowly enunciating his words.

"I'd choose gaming."

Just like a drop of water that had fallen into a pot of oil, everyone reacted noisily.

"Oh my gosh, Wang-er! Do you not know the right thing to say?!"

"Yeah, man! Why are you like Wang Yonglei?!"

"This host isn't sincere at all…"

Wang Yan motioned helplessly. "Then what do you guys want from me? I'm not interested in the class monitor. You couldn't possibly make me, could you?"

"Right, 'cause you only have eyes for He Meng, right? Of course you wouldn't be interested in me," Yu Qiuli said through gritted teeth.

This idiotic Wang Yonglei immediately steered the topic towards Wang Yan, kicking him when he was down. "Speaking of which, why didn't you invite He Meng? What a pity! You could have confessed to her in person! Hehe! Since you're so certain of yourself!"

"It's alright." Yu Qiuli laughed coldly. "I'll be sure to convey your message to Mengmeng. You don't have to worry, Wang-er."

Gu Jiashu was another one to rejoice in other people's misfortune. "Haha, Wang-er. You're in for it…"

What a bunch of idiots!

Wang Yan was fuming but couldn't be bothered arguing with them.

As long as there wasn't any malicious intent involved, it was perfectly fine being the butt of a joke, especially when everyone was having a good time.

If one were to take such jokes to heart so easily, then one might as well not bother socializing or making friends. Otherwise, they might end up with more enemies than friends.

Of course, Wang Yan was no longer someone to be trifled with.

With a crack, he opened two bottles of beer and placed one in front of Qiuli.

"Alright, Class Monitor. I get why you're mad. C'mon, let's drink this toast together. Just let me keep my right hand, as I'll need it for the computer mouse. Deal?"

Wang Yan was teasing her outright.

It took a while for everyone to get it, but when they did, all of them were roaring with laughter.

Wang Yonglei and Zhang Yin pounded the table, and the girls were laughing so much that they were crying. Even Yu Qiuli couldn't help it; after glaring at him for about two seconds, she too broke into laughter.

"How have you become so cheeky, Wang Yan?!"

Wang Yan was now Boss Wang, who knew when not to show any mercy. Standing akimbo, he continued teasing her, "Deal or no deal! Since when have you become so wishy-washy, anyway?"

Yu Qiuli was getting ready to retort but was interrupted by another idiot. "Drink! Drink! Drink!"

A few guys who had been envious of Gu Jiashu immediately followed that with, "C'mon, Class Monitor! Do it! Teach him a lesson!"

Wang Yan wasn't flustered, but Gu Jiashu was.