Chapter 49 Showing Off

Grande Herói Interestelar Sal, o Furioso 3799 words 2026-08-04 06:11:58

"What do you think? Beautiful, right? Look at all the guys behind us, they're only here to see her," the male student said, noticing Lei Bin's slightly dazed expression.

Lei Bin turned his head and saw a vast sea of young men behind him, their gazes completely ignoring the blackboard and instead locked firmly on Baili Xue's back.

Lei Bin immediately curled his lip in disgust. These bastards, with nothing better to do than gawk at my wife. Neglecting their proper pursuits, this is simply outrageous!

"Since that's the case, she must have countless suitors. Does she have a boyfriend?" Seizing the opportunity, Lei Bin wanted to fish for some information about his wife's current situation, hoping to avoid waking up to find himself wearing a green hat.

"If she had a boyfriend, the guys in the academy would have gone insane long ago. Such a goddess, which man could possibly be worthy of her? You have to understand, the Baili family is one of the top families in the Federation, and she herself is exceptionally talented. Although there are countless suitors, including many outstanding scions from noble families, Baili Xue has never deigned to look at a single one of them. She truly lives up to her name, as cold as ice and snow, never sparing a pleasant word for any male. People call her the Ice and Snow Goddess," the student chatted enthusiastically with Lei Bin, eager to display his vast knowledge.

Hearing this, Lei Bin felt a surge of joy in his heart. It seemed his wife was truly pure and untainted.

"Maybe I can win her over," Lei Bin said with a rogue's grin.

"You? Pfft, buddy, aren't you a bit too delusional? Who do you think you are? Lei Lie from the Lei family? Back then, everyone said that if anyone was worthy of Baili Xue, it could only be Lei Lie of the Lei family. It's just a pity that Lei Lie's heart belonged to another—the school's former top beauty, Ding Shuxue. Now that Lei Lie is unfortunately dead, the only person truly worthy of Baili Xue, I reckon, is Ye Xiang from the Ye family, right? Ye Xiang has been pursuing Baili Xue for a long time, but she always keeps her distance from him and never gives him any opportunities." The student clearly took Lei Bin's remark as a joke.

Among the male students at Xinghai Academy, making such joking boasts about pursuing Baili Xue was commonplace. They were just empty jests, and no one took them seriously.

Hearing these words, a flash of coldness crossed Lei Bin's eyes. He snorted and said, "That Ye Xiang actually dares to fancy a swan. Sooner or later, I'll beat the living daylights out of him."

Thinking of the attitude Ye Xiang and Ye Zhaoyun had displayed at the funeral, a wave of anger surged in Lei Bin's chest. What business do I have with you lot? Looking at me with those eyes, as if my very birth was a disgrace.

"Heh heh, buddy, you sure talk big. In this Xinghai Academy, who would dare say they're going to beat up Ye Xiang? He's currently the primary heir being groomed by the Ye family, and his martial prowess is formidable." The student still assumed Lei Bin was just joking.

"Hmph, you just wait and see. Sooner or later, I'll beat him into a pulp," Lei Bin said with a cold huff. Harboring resentment toward Ye Xiang, he raised his voice slightly.

At that moment, the balding, fifty-something professor on the podium noticed Lei Bin and the student whispering and muttering in the back. A flash of irritation crossed his eyes. He pointed a withered finger directly at Lei Bin from afar and said, "This student, please stand up and tell me: how many analytical methods are there in market analysis, and what are they?"

In class, minor whispering among students was no big deal; every classroom had it. However, Lei Bin's voice earlier had been a bit too loud, crossing the line into disrespect.

Earlier, the professor had ignored Lei Bin and the student whispering because he knew full well that individuals like Lei Bin hadn't even brought textbooks and certainly weren't here to actually study. They were undoubtedly drawn by Baili Xue.

If they came, everyone tacitly understood. Even if they didn't listen to the lecture, they shouldn't disrupt it. Coming here with impure motives and then making a loud racket during class was simply crossing the line.

Therefore, the professor called Lei Bin up and hit him with a market analysis question, deliberately trying to put him on the spot and humiliate him.

In his view, since Lei Bin wasn't a major in this field, he naturally couldn't have any grasp of market analysis, and embarrassing him would serve as a fitting lesson.

Seeing the professor call Lei Bin up to answer a question, the students seated around them wore expressions of schadenfreude. Everyone present was here for Baili Xue, meaning they were essentially rivals in love. Seeing a rival make a fool of himself naturally brought secret delight.

As Lei Bin stood up, his collar slipped slightly, revealing more of his face. A few people glanced over, looked closely for a moment, and then stared in sudden, startled recognition—it was Lei Bin.

Up in the front row, Baili Xue heard the professor call out a name and immediately knew someone in the back was causing a disturbance. Her brow furrowed instantly. She loathed people who didn't listen in class and caused disruptions, and she despised those with impure motives who came solely to ogle her yet still disrupted the lecture even more.

Thus, she instinctively turned her head, casting a look of utter disgust toward Lei Bin. However, the moment her eyes landed on him, an expression of sheer astonishment bloomed across her face.

Then, she immediately whipped her head back around, refusing to look again.

Clearly, she had recognized Lei Bin instantly, and both her father and grandfather had already informed her of their arranged marriage.

The moment Baili Xue turned her head, Lei Bin caught a clear glimpse of her. Though it was only for a split second, those sword-cut brows, those autumn-water eyes, that smooth jawline, and that delicate, exquisite nose and pair of lips caused Lei Bin's heart to skip a beat.

*Although she may not possess Loulan's exotic allure, this face is simply breathtaking—even a cut above Ding Shuxue's,* Lei Bin couldn't help thinking to himself.

It seemed his decision to propose to the old patriarch had indeed been the right one.

"This student, if you have no interest in this course, you can choose not to attend. Don't come to class, refuse to listen, and..." the professor sneered, assuming Lei Bin was utterly clueless given his dazed expression.

However, before the professor could finish, Lei Bin spoke up in a clear, ringing voice: "Market analysis methods can generally be classified according to statistical analysis for trend and correlation studies. From the perspective of estimating market sales potential, one can also utilize existing market research data to adopt direct data methods, inevitable outcome methods, and composite factor methods, among others. The understanding of any thing involves a process from the abstract to the concrete. When conducting a systematic analysis of the market, as it is a highly complex phenomenon, our analysis and research must also follow this law of cognition..."

Amidst the utter astonishment of the professor and all the students, Lei Bin spoke without pausing for a breath for a full four to five minutes. Not only did he provide a detailed exposition of market analysis methods, but he also cited classical precedents and offered various case studies for analytical illustration. His explanation was thorough, crystal clear, and far superior to the professor's own lecture.

"That guy... could he be that Lei Bin?"

"Looks like it. What's he doing here?"

"Need you ask? He's definitely here for Baili Xue. Young masters like him never pass up a chance when a beauty is involved."

"True, he's definitely here for Baili Xue. But how does he know about market analysis? And he seems to understand it inside out."

"Sigh, he's a scion of a major family; they undoubtedly receive rigorous training from childhood. Is there any member of the Lei family who is truly mediocre? Look at how brilliant Lei Lie was back then. It's just a pity he died."

"Didn't they say this Lei Bin grew up in the old slums? There were even rumors that he was a street punk who countless times got beaten up for peeping at women bathing."

"Are you an idiot? That was just a smokescreen by the Lei family to make people think their descendant was good for nothing, while they secretly groomed him as an elite."

"Ah, makes sense. If he weren't an elite, how could he have led thousands of people to break through heavy imperial blockades and rescue so many prisoners?"

"Yeah, I used to be skeptical about the truth of that incident myself, since it sounded completely fantastical—basically an impossible mission. But after the Fang Haoshi incident a few days ago, more details were disclosed and countless witnesses stepped forward to verify that it actually happened. If that's true, then he's terrifyingly capable."

"And look at him now, he *is* terrifyingly capable. That professor wanted to humiliate him, but ended up getting humiliated himself! Look at his profound knowledge—it completely eclipses the teacher's."

"Seriously! If he could only recite textbook theories, it might just mean he happened to study the course by chance. But the fact that he can cite historical precedents and explain the problem with such crystal clarity proves he genuinely understands the subject deeply."

"Damn, if he's this overpowered, is Baili Xue actually going to fall for him? My goddess!"

"Unlikely. After all, Baili Xue didn't even care for Ye Xiang of the Ye family."

"That's true too."

By this point, Lei Bin had been speaking for seven minutes, and the longer he went on, the uglier the professor's complexion became. Everything Lei Bin stated was not only accurate but offered profoundly deep analysis—the kind of insight only someone who had studied the discipline extensively could articulate.

Even the professor himself could not lecture with such effortless fluidity, conjuring case studies out of thin air with a clear and smooth train of thought, speaking with the poise of a seasoned scholar delivering a keynote address.

"Ahem, alright, student. Your answer was excellent, you may sit down. Let's resume the lecture," the professor had no choice but to cough a few times, signaling for Lei Bin to sit. Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to finish teaching this class.

Hearing the instructor's words, Lei Bin smiled faintly and sat back down, wearing an utterly nonchalant expression as if the entire incident had nothing to do with him.

Inwardly, however, Lei Bin was basking in supreme vanity.

*Damn, I played that brilliantly! I totally showed off in front of my future wife. This teacher is quite accommodating, giving me such a golden opportunity to shine.*

In reality, Baili Xue, who had maintained her posture facing forward the entire time, found her expression growing increasingly astonished as she listened to Lei Bin's discourse.

*Weren't they saying he was just a street punk? How does he possess such profound knowledge? And with the Fang Hao incident a few days ago proving that the heroic feat was real... these two evaluations are polar opposites. I genuinely can't figure out what kind of person he really is.*

"Holy crap, buddy, you're that Lei Bin?" the student next to him asked, staring with wide-eyed shock the moment Lei Bin sat down.

Lei Bin smiled faintly. "What? Is there a problem?"

"No wonder you talked so big about pursuing Baili Xue—you actually have that kind of deep background. Still, even if you're a scion of the Lei family, Baili Xue might not necessarily accept you. She's turned down plenty of people already." The student still harbored doubts about Lei Bin's chances with Baili Xue.

Lei Bin smiled enigmatically. "I'm not like the others."

With that, Lei Bin offered a mysterious smile and sat quietly without another word.

After all, since he was about to meet his future wife properly, it was best to act like a gentleman. Weren't women supposed to love gentlemen, after all?