Chapter Thirty-two: Foreign Superstar

  The century-old history of Jiangning University has nurtured the small saplings into towering old trees, and transformed the spacious sun-drenched avenues into quiet lovers' lanes.

  In many people's eyes, the lush greenery of the tree-lined road becomes deep and secluded, the spacious teaching building becomes majestic, and the clear lake water becomes desolate...

  Xiao Yu led the way with a spirited twelve million points, bringing the two to a small two-story building in front of a five-star hotel, introducing them to Chen Yi with a hint of mystery: "Don't look at this old building, other clubs are envious of us. Independent and modern decoration, electronic equipment is complete, you can even sleep inside if you want. If you're not a core member, you usually don't have the chance to come."

  The door opened, and inside was indeed renovated to be very modern. Looking at the complete set of audio equipment, a 60-inch or larger LCD screen, except for the fruit peels and paper scraps on the floor that had not been cleaned up yet, it looked quite decent. Chen Yi thought for a moment, raised an eyebrow and said: "I'm afraid you guys paid for the renovation yourselves?"

  "The iron rooster can't pluck its own feathers, so it has to pluck its own instead." Xiao Yu smiled awkwardly: "Look inside, although we don't have a supercomputer link, we still have large-scale machine resources..."

  "You need to report three days in advance, fill out a thick stack of forms, and it can take up to two hours at most." Lin Xiuli said with disdain: "The school is just for show, if you really want to use something, you have to rely on yourself."

  Chen Yi let out an "oh" and then narrowed his eyes with a smile: "What's the point of explaining it to me in such detail?"

  "Aren't you supposed to be going to Jiangning University?" Lin Xiuli asked in surprise.

  "It's still uncertain whether I can come or not..." Chen Yi shook his head and asked the little sister: "How are you? Living here?"

  The last sentence was just a joke.

  A few young men who had just crawled out from upstairs, hearing the fright, hastily crawled back. Having never eaten pork and seen pigs run, Chen Rongxi's name had long been taught by Xiao Yu and others.

  The little sister nodded with her hands behind her back and said, "Not bad, I can live here with Han Jie."

  Han Jie often comes and goes at Chen's house, and their relationship is extremely close.

  But compared to Xiaomei's anything goes, Han Jie could only shake her head and say: "I'm not living here at all."

  "Miss Han's noble body, even in a humble abode, will still shine with splendor." The speaker used peculiar words, and upon closer inspection, he turned out to be a foreigner.

  High nose and deep eyes, long legs and arms, tiger back and bear waist, still a tall and handsome foreigner.

  The newcomer's interjection made Chen Yi frown slightly, and his inquiring gaze turned to Little Sister.

  The latter also didn't know and spread his hands in a helpless gesture.

  It was Han Jie who chuckled and introduced with a big smile: "Everyone, this is Stanik, a Catholic. Stanik, this is Xiao Yu, you've met Chen Rongxi, and there's also Chen Yi..."

  "Are you Italian? I often hear the names of Serie A players." Xiao Yu walked up familiarly.

  "The Vatican man." The foreign handsome guy had fair skin, especially eye-catching was his standard physique, as if from a movie. His face always wore a sunny smile, his right hand stretched out, clean and slender, with an air of nobility in motion. Plus the humble action, instantly changed from being polite to being down-to-earth.

  Chen Yi's eyebrows furrowed even deeper.

  His family's old master had always hated foreigners. Under his influence, Chen Yi divided the people of the world into three categories: Chinese, foreigners and Westerners.

  Those who are not of our kind, whatever we like is called "foreigner"; whatever we dislike is called "Western people".

  Without a doubt, the handsome non-Chinese person is almost certainly a foreigner. As for Vatican and whatnot, this tiny country hasn't caught his attention.

  Chen Yi turned his head disdainfully, and the foreign handsome guy also didn't put others first, but politely came to Han Jie's side, revealing a smile of a human overlord elite, saying: "It's been a month since we last met, it feels like an eternity. Taking advantage of the inspection team's visit, I arrived in Jiangning and as soon as the plane stopped, I came to find you, hoping to have the opportunity to invite you to attend the delegation's dinner party."

  His wording and sentence structure were still a bit strange, but they had a sincere tone. The girl standing behind Han Jie's back was staring with sparkling eyes, her hands clasped together in front of her chest, as if urging her to agree. Even the otaku who had just walked down from the stairs looked at Yang Ren with admiring eyes, thinking that his tone and actions were all carefully chosen, and they quickly memorized them in their hearts for future reference.

  Han Jie's face broke into a smile, neither saying it was good nor bad, but instead turned her head to Chen Yi and said: "Do you have anything going on tonight? How about attending the embassy dinner together?"

  The foreign handsome guy obviously didn't expect a pheasant to fall from the tree, and hurriedly said: "Miss Han, the diplomatic dinner has strict rules, only nobles can attend. My Chinese is not good, please don't mind, your father is equivalent to a congressman or bishop, so you can attend."

  He cited his poor Chinese as an excuse, but actually set out all the restrictions, and it can be said that he was quite unwilling to let Chen Yi attend the dinner party. After all, the number of people at the dinner party is limited, the purpose is clear, and the invited girls bring their own dance partners, which is really a bit embarrassing.

  Han Jie said discontentedly: "China has no nobility, Chen Yi and I are equal in status, you should apologize."

  The foreign man was taken aback for a moment, then nodded in agreement and said: "Since you put it that way, I must have been wrong. Mr. Chen, please accept my apology."

  He said, bowing deeply towards Chen Yi.

  Such performance not only saves face but also gains impression points.

  Chen Yi didn't even need to turn his head, he could hear the sound of gasping for air behind his neck. It was three girls who had appeared out of nowhere, transforming into white snakes, with an excited and flirtatious tone, as if they had just met Xu Xian.

  Xiao Yu stepped forward and blocked the door, puffing out his chest and raising his head: "This is the territory of the Computer Association, you can't come in..."

  The leading "white snake" pulled him away and cleared out a space for watching handsome guys.

  It seems that this place is no longer under Xiaoyu's control.

  Thus interrupted, Chen Yi also collected his thoughts and nodded slightly, saying: "We will be attending the embassy dinner together tonight, Mr. Stanik."

  "Us" certainly includes him and Han Jie.

  In terms of demeanor and temperament, the foreign handsome guy has been tested for a long time and is equivalent to the top card in the beauty pageant. Chen Yi has his own merits, although he can't be the best, but won't lose too much face.

  Chen Rongxi stared at her second brother as if she didn't recognize him. In her impression, Chen Yi had always been a sloppy figure, but unexpectedly, he was also quite dignified in front of international friends.

  Posture comes from confidence. When one is humble, they bow their knees; when one is noble, they hold their heads high. Chen Yi, who was the top young master of Jiangning a few months ago, was still just a young master after all. He can't compare to now, holding several scrolls in his hand, making him confident and not intimidated by anyone.

  Stanik watched countless people, and also secretly praised Chen Yi's performance. He stretched out his hand and said: "Mr. Chen's demeanor is certainly that of a noble birth. You will like the team's dinner party tonight."

  He then turned to Xiaoyu and broke the awkwardness by saying: "Computer Association... can I visit?"

  Xiao Yu's slightly gloomy expression suddenly lifted, and he replied without hesitation: "No problem, no problem, I'll do the explanation. We're currently inside the Computer Association, what you see now is the association's main workspace..."

  Chen Yigang abruptly flipped up his eyelids, looking at Xiao Yu's humble and bullied appearance, if you didn't know better, you'd think he was giving a tour to the Pope.

  Chen Rongxi made a ghostly face and whispered to him: "Do you feel ignored?"

  "It's that you feel ignored, right?" Chen Yi raised an eyebrow and smiled: "I don't know what others think, but it seems that your coronation ceremony won't be held."

  Chen Rongxi hummed and whispered: "I've thought about it long ago, we'll hack into the association's mainframe, they'll be convinced then."

  "No matter how many times, it's all you." Chen Yike didn't have a second skill to copy the scroll, now he just stuck with the intelligence scroll, still an atypical black hat, commonly known as a player's goods.

  The brother and sister were talking and lagged behind.

  Chen Rongxi secretly took out one of her notebooks and began scanning and other preliminary work.

  Chen Yi couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at her excited appearance, and at the same time, he felt a little itchy in his heart.

  He somewhat misses the feeling of dominating the world and the mentality of killing in all directions back then.

  It is unknown whether the small program planted in "Hai Yao" played a role at the last moment.

  Chen Yi's mind wandered for a moment. Having the administrator password of a supercomputer and having terminal privileges on a borrowed supercomputer are worlds apart.

  "Where can I find a computer to use?" he asked involuntarily.

  "Can't bear it anymore?" Chen Rongxi smiled like a mouse sneaking into a rice bag, shook his hand and handed him a thin notebook, saying: "Don't mess it up, I've had it for many years."

  Chen Yi grunted and clumsily lifted the lid.

  He no longer has the skill duplication scroll, now he can only follow the steps in his memory, and it's coming slowly.

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