Lin Fan didnât say anything, yet somehow he still got caught in the crossfire, leaving him a bit speechless.
He partially agreed with Lai Xiaomeiâs point of view because itâs very realistic; what she said reflected some real-world situations.
In our real-world society, itâs true that excellent men have a priority in choosing a partner. Outstanding men wonât lack for women; they donât even have to pursue them, and lots of women will come to them willingly.
So many men work hard to become excellent, to become CEOs, marry rich and beautiful women, and reach the pinnacle of life. Itâs not just a joke; itâs the aspiration and goal of many men.
However!
Lin Fan didnât agree that unsuccessful men have no right to like goddesses. Thatâs wrongâliking someone is a personal matter. A beggar can like a queen, qualification doesnât matter, or rather, everyone is qualified.
"Oh."
Faced with Liu Qiangâs confident provocation, Lin Fan couldnât be bothered to respond.
Though he didnât agree with Lai Xiaomei, he also wasnât interested in refuting her, since he preferred to keep a low profile.
Now, he was just taking the stance of a bystander, watching the drama with indifference, just waiting for the rental car company to come and take the car back, and then heâd leave.
Liu Qiang saw Lin Fan ignoring him and became even more excited.
"Lin Fan, what do you mean by âohâ? Are you admitting that youâre not qualified to like Lai Xiaomei?" Liu Qiang pressed aggressively.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "I think youâre qualified."
This was the truth. In Lin Fanâs view, loving someone isnât a crime. A beggar can like a queen. Of course, Liu Qiang is qualified to like Lai Xiaomei.
However, to Liu Qiang, Lin Fanâs words sounded sarcastic, like he was suggesting Liu Qiang wasnât qualified either.
Liu Qiang was instantly annoyed: "Lin Fan, you should look in the mirror. Youâre a delivery guy, what qualifications do you have to talk about me? I donât have the right to like her, but do you? What have you got?"
Lin Fan spread his hands, feeling that explaining anything more to this guy was just a waste of effort.
At this moment, Meng Xiaoming on stage noticed the commotion over here and laughed, "Junior Sister Lai, your words were quite fierce just now, quite intense. It seems thereâs already a dispute over them in the audience, and Iâd also like to know what everyone thinks of your statement."
Meng Xiaomingâs words led everyone to follow his gaze, turning to look at Liu Qiang and Lin Fan.
Suddenly, Liu Qiang and Lin Fan became the focus of attention.
Principal Zhao saw Lin Fan and wanted to cry. Why was this guy still here? This failed student, why hadnât he left yet? And now he had attracted everyoneâs attention, so now everyone would know Tianhai Middle School had such a failed student.
Lai Xiaomei also noticed Lin Fan and slightly furrowed her brows. She still couldnât remember who Lin Fan was.
Liu Qiang pointed at Lin Fan and said, "This guy is Lai Xiaomeiâs middle school classmate. I just want to say, heâs exactly the kind of person Lai Xiaomei was talking aboutâso ordinary, yet so confident!"
"I didnât say anything," Lin Fan said, spreading his hands in speechless exasperation.
Liu Qiang snorted, "You didnât say anything? Didnât you say I wasnât qualified to like Lai Xiaomei? If Iâm not qualified, do you think you are?"
Lai Xiaomei let out an "Oh" and sized up Lin Fan. He was actually her middle school classmate. No wonder he looked so familiar, but she just couldnât remember who he was.
Jia Xiaoling couldnât help but retort to Liu Qiang, "Liu Qiang, stop being unreasonable. He clearly said you are qualified to like Lai Xiaomei!"
"Hahaha..."
A young man sitting below the stage suddenly burst into laughter and stood up.
"What, you think youâre qualified to like my sister?" The young man pointed at Liu Qiang. "What makes you qualified?"
Liu Qiang instantly turned red with embarrassment: "I..."
Meng Xiaoming laughed and said, "Itâs nothing. Fellow student, I believe most of those present today are alumni. This brother here should be too, right?"
Liu Qiang said, "I am from the class of 2008, my name is Liu Qiang."
Being asked by Meng Xiaoming made Liu Qiang feel greatly flattered, so he promptly introduced himself. After all, Meng Xiaoming, the vice-president of Orange Airlines, he wouldnât normally have the qualification or opportunity to speak with him. Now given the chance, he absolutely couldnât let it slip and had to make a good impression.
Meng Xiaoming said, "Come on, Junior Brother Liu Qiang, feel free to tell us, why do you think youâre qualified to pursue Lai Xiaomei?"
Liu Qiang said, "Iâm currently a supervisor at a factory with a scale of 50 million, with an annual salary of 300,000, and I just bought a BMW outright. I think Iâve got some skills."
Upon hearing this, many people nodded and showed agreement.
Being a supervisor at a 50 million factory with an annual salary of 300,000 was indeed not bad, not to mention buying a BMW outright, which would cost at least tens of thousands, starting from fifty thousand!
Such a person was indeed commendable.
Meng Xiaoming smiled and said, "Junior Brother Liu Qiang, youâre indeed impressive, but I dare not say whether you qualify or not; that decision must be confirmed by Junior Sister Lai Xiaomei."
The young man sneered, "Liu Qiang, right? Do you know what kind of people pursue my sister? There are rich second generations, successful entrepreneurs, none of whose assets are less than a hundred million. You think your 300,000 annual salary and a BMW qualify you to pursue my sister? How overconfident!"
"What?"
Everyone was stunned.
That was just too extraordinary, wasnât it? Assets over a hundred million just to pursue Lai Xiaomei?
That was incredible.
Does that mean if your assets are not over a hundred million, you canât even like her?
This seemed too excessive.
Liu Qiangâs face flushed red with shame, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into. He had been very confident just now, thinking he was doing quite well.
But now, after the young manâs words, it seemed like he really wasnât qualified. Compared to those rich second generations and entrepreneurs, his assets seemed pitiful, and how could he be qualified to like Lai Xiaomei?
Turned out the clown was actually himself, the person Lai Xiaomei referred to as so ordinary yet so confident.
"You think youâre not an average Joe just because you have a BMW and a 300,000 annual salary? Sorry, youâre still just an average Joe, and youâre overly confident." The young man sneered.
Liu Qiang felt like dying. He regretted arguing with Lin Fan. Now, he was being laughed at.
However, he immediately found a way to save face.
"I... If Iâm not qualified, then heâs even less qualified!" Liu Qiang pointed at Lin Fan.
Meng Xiaoming gave an "Oh" and said, "Why, fellow student, whatâs the situation now?"
Liu Qiang sneered, "Iâm afraid heâs too embarrassed to introduce himself, so let me do the honors! His name is Lin..."
Principal Zhao interrupted Liu Qiang, laughing warmly, "Ladies and gentlemen, today is the school anniversary; I think thereâs no need to continue discussing such topics. Letâs get back to the main agenda!"
He certainly didnât want Lin Fanâs identity to be made public, too embarrassing.