Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 127 Reporting to Nanjing University!

First, send Zhao Mingzhe to Nanjing University of Science and Technology.

A black Audi A4L slowly came to a stop at an intersection near the entrance of Nanjing University of Science and Technology.

Before me was a traffic jam, mixed with excited new students, busy parents, and volunteers covered in sweat.

The sounds of horns and shouts mingled together, the air thick with the heat of summer and the hustle and bustle of the start of the school year.

"Well, with this kind of situation, it'll take at least half an hour to get out of here."

Seeing the almost frozen traffic ahead, Ye Fan decisively turned on his turn signal and parked the car steadily in a non-restricted parking area. "Zhezi, your time to test you has come. Carry it in yourself; the revolutionary road lies ahead!"

He pointed to the magnificent gate of Nanjing University of Science and Technology not far away, and the stretch of road between the gate and the registration point, which was white and exposed to the scorching sun.

Looking at the scorching sunlight outside the car window, and then at his heavy suitcase, Zhao Mingzhe almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

He opened the car door, and a wave of heat instantly rushed into the car.

"Old Ye! You did this on purpose, didn't you!" he accused indignantly.

But looking at the long line that wasn't moving an inch ahead, one has to admit that Ye Fan's choice was rational—to stubbornly block it would be truly foolish.

Tang Yanning leaned out of the passenger seat and waved to him with a grin: "Bye-bye, Mingzhe! Good luck! Remember to share fun things about your school in the group chat, especially about the pretty senior girls!"

She winked playfully.

Pei Yi'an, sitting in the back seat, turned slightly and nodded to Zhao Mingzhe through the car window, her cool voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible amusement: "Successful registration."

Ye Fan glanced at him: "Son, study hard and make progress every day. Your father will take the first step!"

After saying that, before Zhao Mingzhe could retaliate, he stepped on the gas and the car nimbly merged into the slightly wider lane next to him.

Zhao Mingzhe was left jumping up and down, cursing at the departing car: "That son of a bitch Ye Fan! He took advantage of me again! You just wait!"

Nanjing University of Science and Technology is not far from Nanjing University in a straight line, but the road conditions during the start of the school season are disastrous.

What should have been a short distance took more than half an hour to cover.

Although the air conditioning was on, the long period of inactivity and the stuffy heat from the engine still made people a bit irritable.

Ye Fan remained calm and composed, tapping his fingers lightly on the steering wheel.

Tang Yanning couldn't stand the quiet any longer, so she turned around, leaned against the back of her chair, and said to Pei Yi'an in the back seat, "Yi'an, look outside, there are so many parents, they seem even more nervous than us."

Pei Yi'an followed her gaze to the crowded people outside the window and softly hummed in agreement: "Yes, that's how parents feel."

Ye Fan glanced at them through the rearview mirror and laughed, "Don't worry, our school won't let you two carry boxes in such a disheveled state."

Tang Yanning immediately perked up: "Ye Zi, do you know the way? Where are we going to park later?"

Ye Fan smiled mysteriously: "I have my own brilliant plan."

Ye Fan didn't actually bring much with him; all he had was a backpack.

We finally arrived at the gate of Nanjing University, where it was just as bustling with traffic and people.

A smiling senior student stopped a slightly awkward but handsome young man: "Hi junior! I'm a sophomore, let me show you how to register!"

Another senior student eagerly offered to help a girl carry her suitcase: "Junior, is your luggage heavy? Let me help you... Uh, hello uncle! You're so strong! Please take it!"

One bold senior student even flirted directly with a handsome freshman: "Wow! You're so handsome, freshman! Come with me, I'll take you to the fastest exit!"

At the gate of Nanjing University, countless senior students braved the scorching sun to welcome new students.

Above the school gate, two bright red banners stood out prominently:

The first one is the usual one: "Welcome new students and show a fresh look."

The second point, however, dropped a bombshell on the crowd.

"A warm welcome to Ye Fan, the top scorer in the national college entrance examination, to our school!"

The first banner is nothing special; almost every school has something similar. But the second one is different.

Ye Fan's name sparked considerable discussion, and many parents who brought their children to school felt even more certain that their children had made the right choice in choosing Nanjing University after seeing the banner.

By the time sophomores, juniors, and seniors all knew the name of Ye Fan, the top scorer in the college entrance examination.

As for the freshmen, everyone knew that Ye Fan had applied to Zhejiang University.

The top scorer in the college entrance examination didn't go to Tsinghua or Peking University; instead, he applied to the same university as these ordinary people.

Meanwhile, the freshmen, who were also freshmen, were shocked but also felt a strange sense of pride – being classmates with the top scorer.

Rounding down, I'm now the top scholar!

He Bowen, the director of the admissions office, has been "squatting" in the shade next to the guardhouse for two days, and the mineral water bottle in his hand is deformed from being squeezed.

Today is the last day for Ye Fan, this great god. He's afraid of disturbing him by phone, but he's also extremely anxious if he doesn't call.

It was almost two o'clock when he took out his phone, his finger hovering over Ye Fan's number, ready to dial.

Just then, a black Audi A4L stopped in front of the school gate railing.

As usual, the security guard stepped forward and said, "Excuse me, vehicles dropping off new students are not allowed to enter the campus these days. Please park in the designated parking lot ahead."

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing a young and handsome face.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Uncle, I'm not a parent sending a new student off. I'm the new student myself, Ye Fan, here to register."

"what!"

The security guard was stunned.

These past few days, regulations have stipulated that vehicles dropping off new students are not allowed to enter the area, otherwise too many vehicles would cause chaos.

So Ye Fan drove in himself?

Should they let them in or not? The security guard was at a loss.

"Ye Fan?"

Upon hearing the name Ye Fan, He Bowen was jolted awake, looking up abruptly. The young man in the car was none other than the top scholar from the photo!

He rushed over in a few strides, his face instantly beaming with a relieved smile: "Ye Fan! We've been waiting for you!"

Seeing Ye Fan's slight surprise, He Bowen introduced, "I called you during the summer vacation. I'm He Bowen, the director of the admissions office."

After hearing the introduction, Ye Fan immediately remembered why the voice sounded so familiar.

So he quickly got out of the car, extended his hand, and said humbly, "Director He, thank you for waiting for me here on such a hot day."

He Bowen grasped Ye Fan's hand, looking him up and down with admiration in his eyes: "Seeing is believing! Ye Fan is indeed a man of great bearing and talent!"

He was increasingly pleased with Ye Fan: top-notch grades, humble and polite manners, neither arrogant nor impatient, truly a rare talent!

Ye Fan smiled and replied, "Director He, you flatter me. I think you are the one who is full of vigor and has the strategic mind of a hidden dragon and a phoenix!"

If Ye Fan had said this in his previous life, he would definitely have been criticized with, "Fine, fine, is this how you play? You've brought up both the Crouching Dragon and the Young Phoenix." Originally, this idiom was a positive term, but in his previous life, netizens had turned it into a derogatory term.

"Hahaha."

He Bowen was amused and burst into laughter, his shoulders relaxing considerably.