The blonde teacher from a country known for its romance, named Crowley, was standing in front of the table with an air of superiority, ready to arm wrestle with Chen Yang.
Chen Yang gave a helpless wry smile and glared at Chen Liu. Chen Liu put on a very innocent expression, as if to say, "Who knew this idiot teacher would do this?"
"Teacher, maybe we should just forget about it," Chen Yang said in English.
Crowley shook his head vigorously, saying, "No, no, this is to set an example for the students. I want to show Xiao Chen the authority of a teacher."
"It's clearly a case of settling a personal score under the guise of official business," Chen Liu muttered under his breath.
Chen Yang had no choice but to give a perfunctory answer.
“If you beat me in ten seconds, I’ll agree to let Xiao Chen stay as my research assistant,” Crowley said.
Chen Liu's eyes lit up, and he immediately gave Chen Yang a wink.
Chen Yang originally wanted to hold back and let things drag on for a while before slowly winning, but seeing how much Chen Liu wanted the assistant position, he decided not to show any mercy.
"Three seconds is enough; we can't let him lose too much face," Chen Yang thought to himself.
"Hey, Crowley's arm-wrestling again."
Before they even started, they heard a woman's voice laughing.
A middle-aged woman at the entrance was watching this side with great interest; she appeared to be a teacher at the institution as well.
"Don't start, I'll just watch."
"Crowley's tricking me again! Hurry, save me a spot."
"Is it time for Crowley to show off again? Who's it this time? A newcomer?"
A group of people poured into the classroom through the door, with skin tones of black, white, and gray. Most of them spoke English, but a few spoke Chinese, and the classroom suddenly became as lively as a market.
Chen Yang stared in astonishment at the group of teachers, but the students all seemed unfazed, as if they were already used to the teachers' style.
"Go away, don't bother me," Crowley said to the group of teachers who rushed in. Then he turned to Chen Yang and said, "Let's begin."
Looking at the group of teachers, Chen Yang thought to himself that Crowley must take every opportunity to arm wrestle with people.
However, this time, Crowley didn't know that he had kicked a titanium plate.
"Little Chen, if you feel like you can't hold on any longer, you can tell me. I'll give you a little push so you can hold on a little longer. Here's what I'll do: I'll loosen my grip a bit, and you can push me down a little."
As Crowley and Chen Yang faced each other, preparing to begin, Crowley whispered to Chen Yang.
"No whispering, is that cheating, Crowley?" a teacher shouted.
“You’re the one who cheated,” Crowley snapped.
"Let's begin," Chen Yang said.
It's better to die sooner rather than later. If we drag this out any longer, it might lead to a crushing defeat and Crowley getting angry and embarrassed.
Crowley got into position, looking confident of victory, completely disregarding Chen Yang. He even rolled up the last bit of the sleeve of his short-sleeved shirt, revealing his well-defined muscles.
Chen Yang smiled, naturally placed his hand on the table, and grasped the other person's hand.
A middle-aged female teacher volunteered to act as referee, clearly not the first time she had done something like this.
"Three! Two! One!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Crowley immediately exerted his strength, his arm muscles bulged, looking full of power, and his eyebrows furrowed, clearly showing that he was using force.
However, the scene was quite awkward.
Because Chen Yang's hand was just placed there naturally, without moving or feeling any force, it was as if he was casually shaking hands with the other person, not like he was arm wrestling at all.
Crowley looked surprised, then let out a low growl, his face turning bright red in an instant, his other hand gripping the lever, the veins on his arm bulging.
*Smack*
His hand touched the table with incredible speed, leaving no room for resistance. Crowley didn't even feel any terrifying force before being easily overpowered, as if he were holding a mechanical arm instead of a human hand.
"Crowley, your acting is pretty good. If you want to recruit Chen Liu into your research group, just say so. This acting is going too far. Your acting is Oscar-worthy; even I, a biology major, didn't notice," a teacher said.
“I…I didn’t…” Crowley was on the verge of tears.
He really wanted to put on an act, which is why he said those things to Chen Yang, tricking Chen Yang into exerting force and unexpectedly losing to Chen Yang, so that Chen Liu could join his research group.
Chen Liu expressed his desire to join his research group, and he was very interested.
But Crowley also has his pride, you know. It's embarrassing to let a little kid join his research group, isn't it? Although Chen Liu always has great ideas and his knowledge is unexpectedly high, completely surpassing other geniuses, he is still just a child.
So, Crowley came up with this idea: to deliberately lose to Chen Yang and then "reluctantly" let Chen Liu join his research group.
But what's going on? I really used all my strength just now. I didn't hold back at all.
Crowley's loss was truly inexplicable, but to outsiders, it all seemed like a performance. With Crowley's strength, how could someone have veins bulging and their opponent completely unresponsive? Even a world champion competing against Crowley couldn't achieve that.
Therefore, even Crowley himself was puzzled as to how Chen Liu's father could possibly possess such power. This defied common sense.
"Professor Crowley, can I join your research group now?" Chen Liu suddenly asked.
Crowley paused for a moment, then gave him a reluctant look: "Oh... well, I lost to your dad. A man should keep his word. Although you're far from qualified, I'll let you join. Report for duty after this camping trip."
shameless!
This was the thought of everyone present.
Even Chen Yang noticed that Crowley really wanted Chen Liu to join, which is why he took the initiative to propose the bet and said those things to Chen Yang, all in an attempt to deliberately lose to Chen Yang when Chen Yang was putting in his best effort.
Although the process was different—Chen Yang won through overwhelming force—the result still aligned with Crowley's plan.
He successfully got Chen Liu into his research group, and in a rather unconventional way at that. Although many people present noticed, Crowley managed to save face, albeit somewhat.
Furthermore, they misunderstood Chen Yang's strength, thinking that Crowley was putting on an act to save Chen Yang some trouble.
The final result was satisfactory to everyone, except for Crowley, who was puzzled and didn't understand why he lost to Chen Yang.
Even after Chen Yang and Chen Liu left, he was still thinking about this question.
"By the way, I remember Xiao Chenliu was always practicing boxing, and he seemed really good at it. His father must be a legendary martial arts master. Although martial arts movies are all fictional, China does have real martial arts masters."
Crowley's eyes lit up immediately, and he rushed out the door to chase after Chen Yang, but Chen Yang and Chen Liu had already driven away.
“I must become his apprentice,” Crowley resolved silently.
(End of this chapter)
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