Richest Man: Getting 7 Billion Red Pockets To Start With

The next day.

The sun was shining brightly.

Lin Fan was lying on his bed, playing with his phone. He would occasionally look at the sparrows that were flying around by the window.

At this moment, Ma Zhong slowly opened his eyes. He rubbed his dizzy head and said in a hoarse voice, "Brothers, it's time to wake up."

"Alright," Lin Fan replied and immediately got up from the bed.

"Lin Fan, I rarely admire anyone," Zheng Jinbao said. "However, I have to say that I admire you!"

"Yesterday, we drank a lot of beer, right? You actually got the three of us drunk, but you were completely fine!"

Lin Fan would naturally be fine.

It was because he could drink a thousand glasses without getting drunk!

"Lin Fan, are you from the northeast? You can drink so much," Song Yi said.

"Northeast?" Lin Fan laughed. "I'm from Qing City. Alright, hurry up and get up."

The few of them hesitated for a while before finally getting out of bed.

It had to be said that it was good to be young.

When they had just woken up, Zheng Jinbao, Ma Zhong, and Song Yi were still extremely dizzy and light-headed.

However, after breakfast, the three of them were full of energy again.

In the morning, the old professor was teaching a mathematical theory class. Zheng Jinbao and Song Yi were drowsy listening to it.

Ma Zhong was a good student. He listened to the class seriously and kept taking notes.

Lin Fan would listen to the class and flip through his books.

After the bell rang...

Ma Zhong said, "Lin Fan, you just came to class. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me."

He noticed that when Lin Fan was in class, he did not really listen to the class but kept flipping through the book.

This was why he thought that Lin Fan did not understand.

However, Ma Zhong did not know that the reason why Lin Fan was not listening to the class was not that he did not understand. It was because he felt that it was too simple.

"That's right. Ma Zhong isn't very good in other aspects, but he's pretty good in his studies," Zheng Jinbao yawned and said.

"What do you mean by not good in other aspects?" Ma Zhong protested.

"Then, shall we make a trip to the clubhouse tonight?" Zheng Jinbao chuckled.

Ma Zhong's entire face instantly turned red. He opened his mouth, but no words came out.

"Alright, if we continue to chat, we won't even be able to squeeze into the cafeteria later," Song Yi interrupted.

One had to admit that the cafeteria of Jiangbei University was very different from Lin Fan's high school.

Lin Fan's high school cafeteria was similar to fast food restaurants.

However, the cafeteria of Jiangbei University was completely different.

Crock soup, roast goose rice, stir-fries, roasted meat, ramen, and so on. There was a wide variety of dishes.

The students of Jiangbei University also loved to eat, and there were long lines everywhere.

It was now 12:00 p.m.

Lin Fan's phone vibrated. A red packet had appeared.

Lin Fan took advantage of the free time in the queue to tap on the screen.

[Ding! Congratulations, you've received five yuan.]

[Ding! Congratulations, you've received 1,000 yuan.]

...

[Ding! Congratulations, you've received 10,000 yuan.]

[Ding! Congratulations, you've received three yuan.]

[Ding! Congratulations, you've obtained Professional Basketball Technique.]

When he opened the last red packet, it was already 12:01 p.m.

At this moment, it was Lin Fan's and the others' turn to choose the dishes.

Lin Fan and the other three were all young men. They chose a lot of meat of many types. They all ate happily.

"I don't have any classes this afternoon," Song Yi said. "I'm playing basketball with a few friends. Lin Fan, you should come along."

Lin Fan thought that since he did not have anything to do in the afternoon and he had just received the Professional Basketball Technique, he could use this opportunity to try it out.

When Lin Fan thought about this, he nodded and said, "Okay."

Song Yi put his hand on Lin Fan's shoulder and said happily, "What a good lad!"

Then, he recalled that Lin Fan had said that he had not played basketball for a long time.

"Don't worry," he said. "Our skills aren't that great. We just play casually."

After lunch, Zheng Jinbao went back to the dormitory to sleep while Ma Zhong went to the library.

Song Yi and Lin Fan bought a bottle of energy drink each and went to the basketball court.

At that moment, there were already four men in jerseys waiting on the basketball court.

A tanned, tall man greeted from afar, "Song Yi, you're finally here!"

"Let me introduce him to you. This is our new friend, Lin Fan. He hasn't played basketball in a long time. Don't play too fiercely later," Song Yi said.

"Alright," the other man said.

"No problem!"

The other four nodded.

Then, according to the rules of street basketball, they divided the teams according to the spinning basketball.

Very quickly, Lin Fan and the relatively thin men wearing the Number 1 and Number 3 jerseys were placed on the same team.

The two men looked at the divided teams, their faces full of bitterness and helplessness.

Their skills were not very good, and they did not have an advantage in height.

And now, Lin Fan, who had not played for a long time, was added to the mix.

The two of them could already see the scene of them being beaten to a pulp.

Song Yi, the tanned man, and the tall and strong man were the exact opposite.

The three of them looked at each other, and their faces almost bloomed with smiles.

"Don't worry, we'll just be playing casually."

Very quickly, Song Yi took the ball and passed it to the tall and strong man.

The tall and strong one then passed it to the big tanned one.

Then, the tanned man quickly dribbled the ball for a layup.

Swish!

The basketball entered the net and scored!

In the next round, No. 1 kicked off and he was quickly followed by the tall and strong one.

Helplessly, he could only pass the ball to No. 3.

After No. 3 dribbled the ball for a while, it was intercepted by the big, tanned guy.

Then, the tanned man dribbled the ball again and made a quick layup.

Swish!

Another goal!

In the third round, No. 1 started the game again. He saw that No. 3 was being closely marked by the big, tanned guy. Helpless, he passed the ball to Lin Fan.

Song Yi, who was standing not too far away from Lin Fan, chuckled. "Lin Fan, I'm going to be on guard against you. You have to be careful."

As he spoke, he walked toward Lin Fan unhurriedly.

Whoosh!

However, before Song Yi could get close, Lin Fan's ball was like a gust of wind, quickly passing in front of him.

The tall and strong man raised his brows and hurriedly stopped him.

Lin Fan did not care at all. He feinted and dodged the ball.

The tanned man quickly gave up on No. 3 and came to stop him.

However, it was too late.

Swish!

Lin Fan made a two-step layup and the ball entered the basket easily.

Score!

"Alright!" No. 1 and No. 3 both shouted happily.

"Lin Fan, your skills aren't bad!" Song Yi said in surprise.

"They're alright." Lin Fan smiled.

The street basketball match continued.

The tall and strong man kicked the ball off. He was tightly guarded by No. 1 and had to pass it to Song Yi.

Song Yi laughed. "Lin Fan, you were really fast just now. Come and see if you can steal my ball..."

Smack!

When Lin Fan heard that, he raised his hand and smacked the basketball. The basketball landed in his hands.

Song Yi was stunned.

That was right!

He said he would let Lin Fan try to snatch the ball from him, but he did not ask Lin Fan to be so fast!

However, Lin Fan did not care so much. He turned around and quickly dribbled the ball, going for a layup.

Swish!

He scored again!

"Good shot!" No. 1 and No. 3 shouted in excitement.

"Lin Fan, are you sure you haven't played basketball for a long time?" Song Yi was stunned.

Lin Fan nodded.

Song Yi thought, 'If this is considered as not playing basketball for a long time, then what about my skills?

'Have I never played basketball before?'