Young Master Qin, You're Such a Good Man!

At Jinling University, on the volleyball court opposite Cafeteria One.

At that moment, the entire atmosphere had fallen somewhat silent.

Everyone stared at the dice on the square table, surprise written across their faces.

"How could it be two sixes? No, you must have cheated!" Qin Shou shook his head at the sight, his face full of disbelief.

With his experience rolling dice in a thousand gambling matches, he could guarantee that he had shifted the dice and changed their values the instant he lifted the cup. Yet when he uncovered them, they were still two sixes.

Unless Jun Wangchen had interfered, something like this simply could not have happened.

Beside him, Qiu Ya also glared furiously at Jun Wangchen and snapped, "You've got some nerve, cheating in front of all these people!"

"Cheating?" Jun Wangchen glanced at Qiu Ya and Qin Shou, a trace of mockery flickering in his eyes. With a cold smile, he countered, "That's a rather ugly accusation. Every student here saw that I kept my distance from the table the entire time, from when the cup was shaken to when it was opened. I didn't even touch the dice cup. So tell me, where exactly did I cheat?"

"You..." Qin Shou had wanted to say something, but when he caught the spectators' mocking looks, the words died on his lips.

True, Jun Wangchen had never touched the dice cup. No matter what tricks he used behind the scenes, he could not change the dice out of thin air.

At that moment, Qin Shou even began to wonder whether he had failed to change the dice at the last instant.

Seeing that Qin Shou had no answer, Qiu Ya opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing more.

Only the smile on her face had frozen. She could not believe Jun Wangchen had won this wager, much less accept that her current boyfriend had lost to a boy she had dumped.

Beside them, Wang Nuli's heart finally settled back into place. Seeing Jun Wangchen win, his first reaction was not joy, but relief.

After all, if Jun Wangchen had lost, he would have lost not only two hundred thousand yuan, but also other people's trust in him.

"This Jun Wangchen is no ordinary guy!" Yang Qiang adjusted his glasses, a meaningful gleam flashing behind the lenses.

Judging by Qin Shou's expression, as though he had swallowed a fly, Jun Wangchen must have used some method to get the better of him. Pulling a trick under so many watchful eyes was no easy feat.

What surprised Yang Qiang most was Jun Wangchen's composure. Anyone else facing a wager like this would have felt at least a little nervous. Even someone with exceptional self-control could never have reached Jun Wangchen's level.

Jun Wangchen was far too calm—frighteningly so. He gave Yang Qiang the impression that he had already known the outcome.

"Young Master Qin, I'll take this two hundred thousand, then. Thanks for your generosity." Jun Wangchen smiled faintly, reached out, scooped up the bank card on the table, and pocketed it.

He was an extremely cautious person who never entered a battle without confidence in winning. Although his Fiery Golden Eyes let him see through objects, he had still used Divine Calculations to predict what would happen to the Dice Cup.

Unexpectedly, that prediction had revealed that Qin Shou would secretly change the dice. Upon learning this, Jun Wangchen had acted without hesitation, deftly channeling Tai Chi Fist's Receiving Force into the Dice Cup to draw the dice together. No matter how Qin Shou tried to change them, that pulling force would ensure they ended up as two sixes.

The strange looks from everyone around him left Qin Shou burning with humiliation. Suppressing his displeasure, he said to Jun Wangchen in a low voice, "Everyone gets lucky sometimes. I don't believe your luck will keep holding. Do you dare make another bet with me?"

The spectators all turned toward Jun Wangchen. Beside him, Wang Nuli kept signaling with his eyes, urging him not to agree and to quit while he was ahead.

But Jun Wangchen ignored him. Instead, he flashed a bashful smile. "Of course I do. But this time, the stake is four hundred thousand!"

Everyone sucked in a sharp breath.

Jun Wangchen really was a gambling addict. A two-hundred-thousand-yuan wager had already been outrageous, yet now he had doubled the stakes outright. His confidence was downright excessive.

The corner of Qin Shou's eye twitched. Losing two hundred thousand had already hurt enough. If he lost another four hundred thousand in the next wager, he would be flat broke for the rest of the month.

However, if he beat Jun Wangchen, he could not only recover the two hundred thousand he had lost, but humiliate him as well. At that thought, Qin Shou gritted his teeth and nodded. "Four hundred thousand it is."

As he spoke, Qin Shou pulled another bank card from his pocket and placed it on the square table.

"The PIN is still six zeroes. I refuse to believe you'll win again."

Everyone nearby looked stunned. Qin Shou really was rich, carrying so many bank cards around with him. He certainly lived up to his wealthy background.

At the sight, Qiu Ya seemed to want to talk Qin Shou out of it. She knew this money was his entire allowance for the month. If he lost again, he would probably have to scrape by for the rest of it.

But looking at Qin Shou's livid face, Qiu Ya opened her mouth and ultimately said nothing.

Rattle, rattle, rattle!

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Qin Shou shook the dice cup again. This time, his gaze was intensely focused, and his movements were much faster than before.

Bang!

About a minute passed before the blur in Qin Shou's hand stopped. By the time everyone registered it, the dice cup had already landed in the center of the square table.

Seeing this, Jun Wangchen moved the hands held behind his back. A force invisible to the naked eye flowed through the air and surged into the dice cup.

Once he had done this, before Qin Shou could speak, Jun Wangchen calmly said, "One three and one four."

"Hm?" Qin Shou's gaze sharpened, then he sneered inwardly.

He had just rolled two fives, but Jun Wangchen had called a three and a four. Clearly, this time he had failed to hear the dice correctly.

"That four hundred thousand is mine!" A smug gleam flashed in Qin Shou's eyes as he lifted the dice cup.

However...

The expected pair of fives was nowhere to be seen. The final result was actually a three and a four!

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" Staring at the dice inside the cup, Qin Shou's eyes widened. He could not believe any of it.

He had clearly rolled two fives. Why had they become a three and a four?

"Hmm, not bad. I heard them right again." Jun Wangchen feigned delight, scooped up the bank card containing four hundred thousand yuan, then walked over to Qin Shou and clasped his hand. "Young Master Qin, thank you so much! I've been short on spending money lately, and I never expected you to be so kindhearted as to give me six hundred thousand outright. You're such a good man!"

Qin Shou's face darkened beyond measure, his expression utterly wretched, like a man heading into battle while desperately holding in a load of shit.

"Oh, right! I just remembered that Young Master Qin's monthly allowance is only five or six hundred thousand. I just won your entire month's allowance in one go. You must be feeling a little upset right now." Seeing Qin Shou's expression, Jun Wangchen deliberately patted his forehead, pretending to have suddenly realized this.

"Don't be angry, Young Master Qin. Here, take this hundred yuan. They sell two steamed buns for one yuan outside the campus gate. If you eat buns every day this month, you should be able to get through it."

As he spoke, Jun Wangchen took a hundred-yuan note from his pocket and stuffed it into Qin Shou's jacket pocket.

As he slipped in the money, Jun Wangchen leaned close to Qin Shou's ear, lowered his voice, and sneered, "I'll admit you're pretty good at rolling dice, and you're decent at shifting them, too. Unfortunately, I can do everything you can—and I'm much better at it."

"Jun... Wang... chen!" Qin Shou trembled, his face twisting viciously. His fists clenched tight, and fury blazed in his eyes.

Jun Wangchen paid it no mind, naturally. With the hint of a smile, he asked, "What's wrong, Young Master Qin? Is a hundred yuan not enough?"

"Just you wait!" Barely suppressing the rage threatening to erupt inside him, Qin Shou grabbed Qiu Ya and turned to leave, his face dark.

Just then, Yang Qiang suddenly stopped them. "Hold on!"

"What do you want?" Qin Shou asked expressionlessly.

Yang Qiang's face was cold. "You two falsely accused our Student Union staff for no reason, then stirred everyone up against Jun Wangchen by claiming he'd 'bribed the dealer.' Do you really think you can just walk away without an explanation?"

"What false accusations? What stirring people up? We merely had some suspicions. You'd better watch your words!" Qiu Ya linked her arm through Qin Shou's, showing not the slightest sign of remorse.

"Is that so?" Yang Qiang's expression darkened, and he signaled to the other Student Union members.

At once, a group of them set down their staff badges and slowly gathered around.

"Hey, hey! What are you trying to do?" Qiu Ya shuddered, shouting as she backed away.

"Our Student Union has always stood for fairness and impartiality. Since someone has chosen to show contempt for our principles, there's no need for us to stick to those principles when dealing with them," Yang Qiang said grimly.

"Apologize to our Student Union members, and we'll consider the matter settled. If you don't, don't blame us for getting rough."

The Student Union members behind him all nodded, clenched their fists, and advanced on the pair, looking thoroughly intimidating.

Watching the dark figures close in together, Qiu Ya no longer dared argue. She could only obediently apologize and slink away with Qin Shou.

After watching them leave, Yang Qiang called out to everyone, "Everyone, our Student Union has always been fair and impartial. We would never allow staff members to collude with event participants, so please keep your eyes open and don't blindly believe one person's side of the story."

The spectators who had joined in the suspicions earlier all averted their eyes. Clearly, they now felt rather embarrassed and guilty.

However, with the pretty female staff members helping things along, the incident soon blew over, and the event returned to normal.

Afterward, Yang Qiang and the others discussed it and still agreed that Jun Wangchen's event results were valid and that he could receive his prizes.

Jun Wangchen did not refuse. He collected the three-thousand-yuan happy date fund and two vouchers for a three-day trip to the Maldives, then accompanied Wang Nuli for another round of flirting with girls before finally leaving.

Watching Jun Wangchen's retreating figure, Yang Qiang adjusted his glasses, a meaningful smile quietly curling his lips.

Jun Wangchen, huh?

Interesting. It looks like Jinling University will be quite lively from now on!