Made a Fortune

Honestly, today's match result had completely exceeded Zhou En's expectations.

He couldn't figure out why he had won.

"Yue Hua must have been showing off on purpose and let me win."

The more Zhou En thought about it, the more likely it seemed, so naturally, he had to get out of here fast!

Otherwise, if Yue Hua caught up with him later, wouldn't his act be exposed?

"Damn it, was it easy for me to put on an act?"

Zhou En groaned inwardly.

"Zhou En, you still haven't collected your winnings?" Chubby was panting heavily after being dragged along by Zhou En.

After finally catching his breath, he hurriedly spoke.

The only reason Chubby was being so kind was because he wanted to squeeze some benefit out of Zhou En. Otherwise, how could he make up for his twenty yuan?

"Oh, right!" Zhou En immediately stopped, silently cursing his own carelessness.

He had won the bet this time. Based on the odds, he should have made ten Mao Zedongs.

He glanced at the gymnasium, which was nearly empty by now, and couldn't help regretting it.

"The guy who took the bets is long gone. Where am I supposed to find him?"

Chubby curled his lip disdainfully. "That guy is Wang Hua from the Department of Economics and Management. I got his contact information ages ago."

As he spoke, Chubby took out his phone and called Wang Hua.

Wang Hua was a fourth-year student in the Department of Economics and Management. Unlike favored daughters of heaven like Zhang Li, who had already found work before graduating—

Wang Hua wanted to start his own business. That was why, the moment he heard Yue Hua and Zhou En were competing, he had rushed over.

Relying on the reputation he had built over four years at university, Wang Hua had opened a betting pool.

As long as a student joined the betting, no matter what they bet on, Wang Hua could collect a five-percent handling fee.

So after this match ended, Wang Hua had an extra three thousand yuan in his pocket.

That made Wang Hua feel wonderful, but out of long habit, he subconsciously calculated his earnings.

It would have been fine if he hadn't calculated them. Once he did, he was shocked, because someone still hadn't collected the one thousand yuan they had won from him.

Wasn't that student Zhou En?

It not only made Wang Hua secretly delighted, but also made him suspicious of Zhou En's true strength.

"Could Zhou En and Yue Hua have planned this together to scam money?"

Zhou En bet on himself winning, then Yue Hua deliberately lost to him.

Ten-to-one odds. Who wouldn't be tempted?

That suspicion surfaced in Wang Hua's heart.

Like venomous fangs, the thought began growing wildly inside him.

"Hello, who is this? What, you're Zhou En? Oh, okay. Come to the back entrance of the gymnasium!"

Wang Hua answered casually, but he became even more convinced that Zhou En and Yue Hua had something going on.

When he met Zhou En and Chubby at the back entrance of the gymnasium, Wang Hua's first question was whether Yue Hua had deliberately lost to Zhou En.

That startled Zhou En. Had someone seen through him?

Chubby, standing beside him, was unhappy. Pointing at Wang Hua, he said, "What, are you trying not to pay?"

"No, no. I was just asking." Wang Hua wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, which only deepened his impression that Yue Hua had deliberately lost to Zhou En.

He took out a full thousand yuan from his pocket and handed it to Zhou En.

"Count it, brother. Be honest in the future," Wang Hua said as he passed over the money.

That made cold sweat break out on Zhou En's forehead again. He accepted the thousand yuan and counted it.

"Thanks."

Then he turned and slipped away, afraid that if he stood in front of Wang Hua any longer, his guilty conscience would be exposed.

"Zhou En, you're treating me to dinner today." Chubby followed after Zhou En, sounding dissatisfied.

"Sure, sure." Zhou En answered absentmindedly. He was already planning to replace his iPhone 6.

"By the way, when are you joining the club?" Chubby suddenly asked.

Hearing that, Zhou En froze. Honestly, as long as he joined the club, with the move he had shown that morning—

He would definitely receive special training from the club. At worst, he could become a reserve trainee.

But when he thought about how defeating Yue Hua had been entirely luck, he hesitated. Maybe no one would notice for a day or two.

But after a month or two, someone would definitely spot the inconsistencies.

Zhou En gritted his teeth. "I'll register this afternoon."

But this was the only path toward achieving his dream. Zhou En didn't want to give it up.

While Zhou En and Chubby chatted, Yue Hua had already returned to the club.

But after humiliating herself in front of the entire school that day, Yue Hua didn't want to see her club friends so soon.

Standing at the club entrance, Yue Hua hesitated, then took out her phone and made a call.

"Hello, Brother Li? This is Yue Hua." After the call connected, Yue Hua spoke in an extremely respectful tone.

If Zhou En had been there, he would definitely have been shocked. Yue Hua now looked just like a lapdog, completely lacking the proud attitude she had shown before him.

"Brother Li, mm-hmm, it's like this." Yue Hua knew it was impossible to hide what happened today, so she carefully explained everything.

Except, in Yue Hua's version, Zhou En was completely a hidden master pretending to be weak.

She embellished the story and painted Zhou En as an expert hermit.

Brother Li on the other end of the call frowned. He was one of the World Combat Club's five official trainees.

Once Zhou En joined the club, five trainees would have to be selected from among six people.

And the weakest one would inevitably be reduced to a bench trainee, serving tea and running errands.

Brother Li just so happened to be the weakest among the five trainees.

Brother Li's brows furrowed tightly. But after pondering for a while, he relaxed them.

"Yue Hua, if things are really as you say, Brother Li will definitely help you get revenge."

After offering Yue Hua a few words of comfort, Brother Li hung up, the corners of his mouth curling upward.

As someone involved with the underworld, handling something like this was far too easy.

If he found a few lackeys to cripple that Zhou En, wouldn't his position as an official trainee be secure?

Back then, Brother Li had become an official trainee through just such dishonorable means.

"Li Hui, hurry over and train." Coach Liu Yu had just returned to the club when she saw Li Hui standing there, and she gave a sharp reprimand.

"Yeah, okay." Li Hui answered. Watching her slender figure walk away, he secretly swallowed.

Li Hui hadn't joined this club to become some Combat Champion. He wanted to get his hands on that alluring babe.

Thinking of her voluptuous figure, Li Hui swallowed again.

"Achoo."

"What's wrong, Zhou En?" In a luxurious private room, Chubby looked at Zhou En with confusion.

Of course, the word "luxurious" only existed in their minds.

Zhou En stuffed the last bit of tomato beef from his plate into his mouth and said with a pained expression—

"This one meal cost me over a hundred yuan."

Chubby shook his rather oversized head. "Alright, I'll go with you to the club to register later."

Zhou En planned to go directly to the club after eating. As for calling the number on that pink business card—

He still felt a little embarrassed. After all, he had never had any experience picking up girls.

"Let's go." After Zhou En paid the bill, he and Chubby headed toward the club.

By the time they reached the club, it was already past three in the afternoon. Seeing the classroom bearing the words World Combat Club—

Zhou En couldn't help feeling sentimental. He remembered how, the first time he came, he had been mocked as a martial arts rookie.

But this time, he saw himself as a promising talent who had defeated Yue Hua.

Though he was still a martial arts rookie, at least he was a rookie wearing a tiger's skin.

Thinking that, he knocked on the classroom door.

Bang, bang, bang.

"Who is it? Damn it, didn't you bring your key?" The voice from inside was full of impatience.

As the door opened, a college student wearing black sweatpants and a khaki hoodie walked out.

"Excuse me, is this the World Combat Club? I'm a student here to register," Zhou En said politely.

The college student froze, then split into loud laughter.

"Buddy, did you take the wrong medicine? Registration closed yesterday."

"I was invited by your coach, Liu Yu, to join the club," Zhou En kindly explained.

When Zhou En competed with Yue Hua, this poor fellow had still been training hard at the club.

So he had no idea Zhou En had defeated Yue Hua.

"Hahaha!" The college student was stunned at first, then burst into uninhibited laughter.

Who was Liu Yu? She wasn't some decorative figure, but a beautiful coach who had once coached at the national level.

So far, the only person she had ever invited was the club captain.

And this kid...

"Brother, having dreams is a good thing, but not being able to tell dreams from reality is your problem." The college student's grin nearly reached his eyes.

"Qiyu, what's going on?" At that moment, some club members who enjoyed a spectacle noticed the situation.

They gathered around to ask what had happened.

Qiyu laughed and explained what had just happened, immediately drawing another burst of laughter from the crowd.

"Kid, this isn't the place for you. Go back where you came from." Qiyu had been fairly polite, but this person's words were much harsher.

"Yeah, classmate, stop daydreaming."

"Idiot, you think you could get an invitation from Coach Liu Yu? What a joke."

All kinds of mocking voices followed.

"Hey, hey, did any of you even ask Coach Liu Yu before making things up?" Chubby, standing beside Zhou En, couldn't stand it anymore.

They said you should look at the owner before beating a dog. These people clearly didn't take him seriously at all.

If Zhou En knew what Chubby was thinking, he would probably strangle him alive.

"Hahaha!"

Chubby's words only made everyone laugh harder. In their eyes, there was no way what Chubby said could be true.

"Huh, I know you. You're the guy who lost to Yue Hua during registration yesterday."

Just as everyone was laughing loudly, a little girl behind them suddenly spoke up.

She was clearly the little girl who had handled registration the day before.

The reason she remembered Zhou En wasn't because he was particularly handsome, but because his Moonlit Peach Snatch yesterday had been far too shameless.

It would have been better if the little girl had said nothing. The moment she spoke, everyone became even more agitated.

"Damn, so he was rejected during registration and came here to cause trouble."

"Brothers, get him! Teach this ignorant punk a proper lesson."

The little girl's words instantly ignited the crowd. No wonder he dared to provoke the coach; he was here to challenge the club.

When Zhou En and Chubby saw a large group of men charging toward them menacingly, their expressions changed slightly.

"Ah! Help!"

Chubby turned and ran at once. At a time like this, who cared about brotherhood?

Hadn't they heard that brothers were like limbs, while women were like clothes?

Whether limbs or clothes, they were all things outside one's body. In a crisis, take off what should be taken off and cut off what should be cut off.

Just as Zhou En and Chubby were preparing to flee, a chilly voice rang out beside everyone's ears.

"What are you doing?" Though the voice wasn't loud, it carried an air of authority.

Everyone looked toward the sound and saw the beautiful coach approaching with an unhappy expression.

Her tight athletic tank top made the curves of her chest appear even more impressive, while her tiny shorts stirred primal desires in the many males present.

Everyone who looked at the beautiful coach unconsciously swallowed.

"Hello, Coach." The men all greeted the beautiful coach.

Liu Yu responded indifferently, then turned toward the little girl.

"What's going on?"

The beautiful coach was extremely dissatisfied with the commotion outside the club.

After all, a good mood was enormously beneficial to training.

And with this group making such a racket outside, they would clearly affect the athletes' training.

"Sister Liu Yu, this boy came to challenge our club." The little girl pointed her tiny finger at Zhou En and spoke pitifully.