I'm A Baller

Chapter 62: A Completely Different Starting Line

As the host, it was impossible for Wang Yan to accompany Zhang Yin all the time.

Wang Yan patted Zhang Yin’s shoulder. Then, he was pulled away by Wang Yonglei; Wang Yan quickly joined in the conversation with everyone else.

Across two separate tables, Wang Yan and Gu Jiashu were the focus of everyone else at their respective tables.

Datou’s charm naturally didn’t need to be mentioned. His family background was good and he didn’t know how to keep a low profile. He was treated like the crown prince.

If it was the Wang Yan of the past, he would definitely have become a foil to Gu Jiashu now.

However, the current Wang Yan was generous and calm. He could talk to anyone and join in any topic. This made the group of youths feel as if they were bathed in the spring breeze when they were talking to Wang Yan.

In comparison, Gu Jiashu was completely relying on his family background to attract attention. What Wang Yan displayed was a rare leadership potential.

However, everyone present were just teenagers, so no one noticed Wang Yan’s charm.

As they exchanged pleasantries, Wang Yan cast a glance at Zhang Yin, who was drinking alone quietly. Then, he looked at Gu Jiashu, whose family was extremely rich but had yet to learn how to use his advantage. He suddenly sighed.

Today’s scene made Wang Yan realize that everyone was at a different starting line.

For example, Zhang Yin was standing 20 meters behind the starting line after being punished by God.

In the past, Wang Yan was obediently squatting on the starting line, waiting for the starting gun to go off. Self-awareness and self-respect were the key to the 20-meter distance between them.

Gu Jiashu was standing 50 meters in front of the starting line, casually stretching his muscles and bones.

With Datou’s family background, he could have stood 80 meters in front of the starting line. However, his laziness made him rarely step out of his comfort zone. The 30 meters he lost was due to him not thinking ahead.

Yu Qiuli and the boys were not on the same track.

If one had to make an analogy, she was standing 30 meters in front of the starting line. However, she was outside the track, accompanying the runners. There was no chance of her winning the championship, but she could cheer for anyone and give a hug to the champion.

Finally, there was the current Wang Yan.

He was still standing on the starting line. He had his eyes set on the finish line, ready to go.

However, there was no one on the track beside him.

There was only one participant in the entire race.

This was a race that God had designed for His favorite creation.

Wang Yan didn’t need to defeat anyone. He just needed to run at his most comfortable pace and be the best version of himself.

He could even leave the track to roll around on the lawn, bask in the sun, and enjoy the breeze. He could smell the grass and take a nap first. The finish line would still be waiting for him.

That was how special Wang Yan was as compared to the rest. No one could stand against him.

…

After lamenting about their current situation, Wang Yan was in a good mood. God-picked Wang happily engaged in conversations and games with his classmates.

Everyone looked the same on the surface. However, some people were purely having fun while they were unaware of their current situation. Meanwhile, Wang Yan was truly free and easy as he was well-aware of how advantageous he was.

Actually, he was different from others.

One by one, Wang Yan gave toasts to his classmates. Even after drinking with more than a dozen of them, he still didn’t feel tipsy.

It was at that moment when Wang Yan discovered another benefit of modifying his physique – his drinking capacity soared.

If he had attended Liu Weilong’s graduation party with his current condition, he would have been able to drink as much as he did now. At the very least, he could have made half of those guys fuddle while they were drinking with him.

The summer vacation was about to end, so he probably wouldn’t be able to find a chance to take revenge. However, it didn’t matter. He could take his revenge during New Year!

The petty Young Master Wang made a mental note to himself. He turned around and made a move; he approached Gu Jiashu and Yu Qiuli again. He expressed his gratitude to Yu Qiuli in a serious manner.

“Now that I think about it, class monitor, you’ve taken care of me quite well,” Wang Yan said. “In the past three years, I’ve caused you a lot of trouble. I’ll remember all your kindness. I don’t know whether we will have the chance to meet in the future. Hence, I can only make a toast to you now. I wish you all the best in the future. ”

Not only was he grateful for the driving license, but he was also grateful for a lot of other small things in the past. Therefore, Wang Yan was serious about his appreciation for Yu Qiuli.

As a god-like tycoon, he would remember everything he needed to remember. He would definitely return the favor in the future.

It didn’t matter whether the other party believed him or not. All of them could only wait and see.

While Wang Yan was speaking, Yu Qiuli had been staring at him. Her expression was strange.

It wasn’t until she confirmed that Wang Yan didn’t have any other ulterior motives that she smiled.

Her smile was radiant.

“We’re classmates and I’m also your class monitor. Why are you being so polite? I have merely carried out my responsibilities. I feel like I don’t even know you anymore. Come on, let’s not beat around the bush. Cheers! I wish you all the best. May you attain great success in the near future.”

After making a toast to Yu Qiuli, Wang Yan silently sighed in his heart.

This was yet another aspect which Wang Yan didn’t like about Yu Qiuli. She had very obvious double standards.

This girl seemed to treat everyone equally. She appeared warm, generous and was willing to help others. However, in reality, she always maintained a high degree of vigilance when she was interacting with losers.

When she interacted with the rich kids and the top students, she was far more open and sincere than she was now.

When she interacted with Gu Jiashu, she repeatedly gave opportunities to him and was extremely patient.

When she interacted with Wang Yan, she appeared warm on the surface. However, in her heart, a wall was erected high up, strictly guarding against him.

There was nothing wrong with her. Everyone had their own way of living, but it still made Wang Yan feel uncomfortable.

Wang Yan felt that rather than drawing a line silently, it would be better for girls to be like He Meng. With a proud face, He Meng made it clear that she did not want to have anything to do with the losers.

At the very least, He Meng was much more sincere. She would not keep others’ hopes high for something impossible.

This Yu Qiuli would surely become a heartbreaker in the future.

But, what does it have to do with me? With this thought, Wang Yan concluded his inference.

…

After a round of toasts, Wang Yan returned to his family’s table to take a look.

The Wang family was a big family. In the early years, they all lived in Wangjiaao. Later on, the family spread and moved to Shangwa Village and Xiawa Village.

When it came to Wang Yan’s father’s generation, the five siblings had bad luck. Now, only Wang Dayou and Wang Dayuan were left.

Wang Dayou was Wang Yan’s uncle. He never left Wangjiaao; he managed the ancestral house and took care of their grandmother.

Therefore, Wang Yan usually interacted with relatives on his mother’s side.

They were his elder aunt Wang Xiuqin and his younger aunt Wang Xiumei.

The families of Wang Yan’s parents were not prominent families. Their living standards were average. Wang Yan’s younger aunt and uncle-in-law were civil servants. Hence, their social status was slightly better than that of the rest of them.

What made Wang Yan especially gratified was that although everyone was not rich, the relationship between his relatives was very good. There were no such things as looking down on others, hiding their intentions, and scheming against each other.

The most interesting thing was that his elder aunt and his mother both liked his younger cousin, Zhang Yao. They would not let go of her once they had her in their arms.

On the other hand, younger aunt Wang Xiumei especially doted on Wang Yan. She gave him whatever he wanted.

Unfortunately, her eldest cousin brother, Liu Yupeng, was not doted on by others. He was a poor child.

Seeing Wang Yan coming over, Wang Xiumei immediately held on to his hand and talked to him. His relatives were all praising him. One by one, they stuffed red packets into his hands.

“Don’t give this money to your mother. Save it for yourself and buy something. Sister, do you hear me? Don’t think of taking this money away from Wang Yan!” Wang Xiuqin stuffed a red packet into Wang Yan’s hands while warning Wang Xiufan, his mother.

Wang Yan took the extra pocket money that his elder aunt gave him. He felt warm inside, but he also felt embarrassed.

“Elder Aunt, I can earn money by myself now. You don’t have to give me any pocket money. Give it to Yao Yao.”

His elder aunt glared at him and said, “You keep what you earn. I give what I want. I heard that you earned a lot from selling watermelons during the holidays?”

Wang Yan’s younger aunt was excited when this topic was brought up. She started telling everyone about it.

Actually, she didn’t know how much Wang Yan had earned. However, she roughly knew his process of earning money. She told the stories with an expression that implied she was proud of Wang Yan. All the relatives were tranced by her stories.

Everyone complimented Wang Yan non-stop. Wang Dayuan and Wang Xiufang were smiling from ear to ear; the table was filled with joy.

Wang Yan secretly stuffed a few red packets to Zhang Yao under the table. He winked at the little girl. Zhang Yao’s face turned red from excitement.

His younger aunt noticed their actions and glared at them. The two children made faces at her at the same time.

Wang Yan patted Zhang Yao’s head. His sister, who usually would not allow him to touch her at all, was obedient under the control of the money. Wang Yan’s heart was at peace. He felt that life was so different.

It was good to be rich.