Super Soldier in Campus

Lin Feng wasn't interested in Liu Yunfeng's letter. Regardless of the reason or rationale, Liu Yunfeng had already betrayed him in his eyes. Any subsequent explanation would just be a waste of time.

If he truly considered me a friend, why couldn't he have discussed his problems with me? Lin Feng nonchalantly lit a cigarette. He paid no mind to Su Zi and Ning Aoxue, who were eagerly reading the letter, as he walked out of the School of Management Student Union headquarters.

Ma Enhua followed Lin Feng. Hearing Lin Feng's sigh, a bitter smile touched his lips. Indeed, Liu Yunfeng was too shortsighted. When it came to choosing someone to rely on, Lin Feng was clearly more than a level above Qian Duoduo! Thankfully, I mended fences before it was too late and managed to maintain a decent relationship with Lin Feng.

"Thanks for your help this time, Little Ma!" Lin Feng lightly patted Ma Enhua's shoulder, a knowing smile on his face. Hidden within that smile was an almost imperceptible trace of world-weariness.

Being called "Little Ma" made Ma Enhua slightly embarrassed. While the nickname wasn't unusual—many of his classmates called him that—hearing it from Lin Feng made his face feel a bit hot.

If he could, Ma Enhua would have much preferred to call Lin Feng "Brother Feng."

Lin Feng chuckled at Ma Enhua's awkwardness. How long has it been, he wondered, since I last patted the shoulders of my brothers in the White Wolf Squad like this?

In that sudden, terrible upheaval, I managed to survive. But what about you all? Where are you now?

It hasn't even been a year, yet it feels like a lifetime ago. I can barely recall your faces.

Zhou Yang, Xiang Wang, Ling Yun, Qing Han… As Lin Feng silently recited the familiar names, his gaze grew distant.

However, glancing at the bewildered Ma Enhua beside him, Lin Feng realized this wasn't the time for such sentiments. He shook his head, clearing the chaotic thoughts, and refocused on Ma Enhua.

"I won't pursue the matter with Liu Yunfeng any further. Regardless, he was the one who got me into the Student Union. But let's not talk about any friendship between us from now on," Lin Feng stated calmly. He guessed Ma Enhua and Liu Yunfeng must have some connection; otherwise, Ma Enhua wouldn't have delivered the letter.

Ma Enhua nodded. He was indeed quite close to Liu Yunfeng. After learning that Lin Feng had discovered Qian Duoduo was behind the scheme, he had urged Liu Yunfeng to write this letter, precisely so Lin Feng wouldn't pursue the issue.

Lin Feng's decision not to press the matter was already quite magnanimous, so Ma Enhua certainly wouldn't try to compel him to dwell on any past camaraderie with Liu Yunfeng.

"By the way, how did you persuade Li Liping to help me?" Lin Feng had a vivid memory of the remarkably elegant president of the School of Management Student Union from just a fleeting glimpse. The thought that he now unknowingly owed Li Liping a favor actually made him feel a flicker of delight.

"You… you don't know?" Ma Enhua, startled by Lin Feng's question, asked with a look of astonishment.

"What am I supposed to know?" Lin Feng paused, genuinely unsure what Ma Enhua meant.

"Li Liping is Cao Ying's cousin! When I found her, Miss Cao was there too. After hearing it concerned you, Miss Cao whispered with her for a while, and then Li Liping agreed to help without a second thought. I assumed you two knew each other!" Ma Enhua explained, looking slightly awkward.

She… she's actually Cao Ying's cousin! Lin Feng was momentarily stunned. He couldn't believe Li Liping was connected to Cao Ying. But on closer reflection, their facial features did bear some resemblance.

So, does this mean the favor ultimately falls to Cao Ying? Miss Cao has shown me such profound kindness. This handsome fellow, aside from his decent looks, has nothing else to offer. I can only repay her by offering myself! Lin Feng mused.

I just wonder if Miss Cao will accept my method of repayment… COUGH, COUGH…

Speaking of which, I haven't seen Cao Ying in days. Lin Feng's heart gave a little flutter. That girl actually dared to forcibly kiss me in the car before we parted last time! I haven't even had a chance to settle that score with her yet!

While Lin Feng was still lost in his fantasy of how to get even with Cao Ying, Su Zi emerged, pouting. "How boring," she grumbled, clearly dissatisfied. "I actually thought that Liu Yunfeng would write some sob story about him and his girlfriend to try and move Lin Feng! Who knew it would just be a few lines? He said he's sorry, that the money he took is now a debt to you, and he'll repay you when he gets the chance!"

"Hmph, I'd like to see when that 'chance' will be..." Lin Feng scoffed at Liu Yunfeng's words. He didn't believe for a second that Liu Yunfeng would voluntarily return the money. After all, that sum was obtained by selling his positions as Vice President of the Student Union and Head of the Sports Department—what Liu Yunfeng would undoubtedly consider his "hard-earned money."

However, Lin Feng had an excellent memory. Since Liu Yunfeng had brought it up, he made a mental note of it.

Su Zi, on the other hand, couldn't be bothered. In her mind, the actual sum of money held no concrete meaning.

"The department head just called to tell Miss Ning to go for her styling and makeup. Let's go!"

"Well, you all seem busy, so I'll get going then!" Seeing Lin Feng had things to attend to, Ma Enhua discreetly excused himself. He acted as if he hadn't noticed Lin Feng with two stunning beauties, and as if he'd completely forgotten that Lin Feng and Cao Ying were supposedly an "item."

But deep down, Ma Enhua was incredibly envious of Lin Feng's luck with women. This wasn't just a case of having a beauty on each arm… it was a one-drags-three situation! And all of them were top-tier campus beauties! Awesome!

Seeing Ma Enhua leave without taking any credit, Lin Feng felt even more strongly that this "Little Ma" knew when to advance and retreat, understood how to conduct himself, and could be quite useful.

The welcoming party was to be held at the First Sports Field. Dozens of Student Union members, along with students from the event planning team, had toiled all afternoon. They had already set up a presentable temporary stage. A large, deep-red backdrop emblazoned with the words "Welcoming Freshmen Gala" was already in place. Colorful streamers fluttered around the venue, neatly demarcating the areas for each class.

The First Sports Field lacked the facilities of an auditorium; there were no dedicated makeup rooms or lounges. Consequently, the organizers had repurposed several rooms near the back of the stage—originally used for storing sports equipment and as table tennis rooms—into temporary dressing rooms for the female performers.

Lin Feng, Ning Aoxue, and Su Zi had just reached the entrance of a temporary dressing room when several other female participants immediately surrounded them, chatting animatedly. After rehearsing together for some time, everyone had become quite familiar. These young women knew that while Ning Aoxue might appear cold on the surface, she was actually quite approachable. They all flocked around her, showering her with compliments and encouragement for her performance, making her the center of attention.

Lin Feng was able to enter the female performers' dressing room because he wore a badge on his chest that read "Special Assistant." It was signed by Chen Chuanfeng, the director of the evening's gala, leaving no doubt as to its authenticity.

Some of the young women who hadn't seen Lin Feng before were initially a bit wary. However, after noticing the badge on his chest, they relaxed and continued their cheerful chatter.

Meanwhile, in the bustling crowd about ten meters from the temporary dressing room, Zheng Xiaolong, the principal's son, glared with resentment at Lin Feng's back. He turned his head slightly and said to a tall young man beside him,

"Han Bin, that kid just now was Lin Feng. See those two girls with him? Both top-notch! He bullied me just because I glanced at them a couple of times! Han Bin, I pay you several thousand in protection money every month. You have to stand up for me! Make him understand who the real shot-caller at Jiangzhou University is!"