Chapter 218: Chapter 219: Are You an NPC Sent by the System? (Added for 2500 monthly tickets.)

At the school leadership’s table, several deans looked at each other and couldn’t help but clap their hands in applause!

That was exactly the effect they wanted!

The star effect was very obvious.

When such an outstanding star emerges from your school, the school develops a sense of cohesion and a drive to strive.

Liu Jingsheng clapped his hands in satisfaction and looked at Qian Liang, “Not bad, right?”

Qian Liang nodded, “Really not bad!”

Liu Jingsheng laughed out loud, “I’m impressive, aren’t I?”

Qian Liang threw a glance at Liu Jingsheng, “Impressive… what does that have to do with you?”

Liu Jingsheng raised his eyebrows, “How can it have nothing to do with me? This is all my doing. Could he have been brought here without me? Without me…”

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Jing Ran’s appearance stirred up the atmosphere on the scene, and everyone set one goal after another in their hearts!

And Qian Lin finally finished his magnum opus!

He took a small notebook filled with dense notes, summarized it simply, and turned it into a well-crafted report.

Satisfied with his work, he turned and patted the daydreaming Chen Cang, “Little benefactor, I have completed all your small goals, big goals, and long-term goals for you. Just follow this, and you will surely beat him in the area he excels in!”

Chen Cang took the notebook and looked at it, immediately becoming dumbstruck, staring wide-eyed and speechless for a long time.

It had to be said that Qian Lin was really talented; at the very least, his step-by-step planning was scientifically rigorous, and each goal was crafted very cleverly.

To summarize the dense, four to five-page “Jing Ran’s Awesome History” into this, he truly was a genius!

“Award Goals: 1. A national-level inspirational scholarship; 2. A first-place prize in a professional competition (provincial level); 3. A place in a national-level competition;”

“Honor Goals: 1. Honor as a provincial-level organization director or above; 2. Join two or more national-level organizations and societies; 3. Obtain the title of special talent (provincial level or above).”

“Research Goals: 1. Publish a paper with an impact factor of 3; 2. Publish papers with a total impact factor exceeding 15 (Jing Ran’s current total score); 3. Publish a paper with an impact factor over 15.”

“Clinical Goals: 1. Complete 500 surgeries; 2. Develop and improve two new surgical procedures (recognized by professional societies); 3. Pioneer a new surgical procedure (recognized by professional societies);”

“Money-Making Goals: 1. A house and a car (equivalent to two million); 2. A nice house + a nice car (equivalent to ten million); 3. A luxurious villa + a luxury car (equivalent to one hundred million);”

“Girlfriend Goals: 1. Have a pretty girlfriend; 2. Have a girlfriend who is both pretty and practical; 3. Find a girlfriend who is pretty, practical, wealthy, capable, and powerful (a beautiful rich woman);”

Chen Cang, looking at the extensive list of goals spanning several hundred words, was truly taken aback!

Qian Lin whispered, “Little benefactor, I’ve set a goal for you in every field, 1 is a small goal, 2 is a medium-term goal, 3 is a long-term goal — you’ve got to work hard! If you achieve the first standard goal, you’ll be on the same level as Jing Ran. If you achieve the second, you’ll be fully capable of showing off and slapping faces. If you accomplish the third, you can ignore him altogether!”

As he said this, Qian Lin took a deep breath, as if he had to get it off his chest!

Chen Cang’s trembling hands looked at Qian Lin, and he couldn’t help but sigh, “This task is too daunting, it’s quite difficult.”

Upon hearing this, Qian Lin chuckled, “Ah… young people need to put some pressure on themselves. If I were Geng Yan, I wouldn’t even look at you!”

“Besides, what are these goals of yours? They are nothing compared to mine. Are you chickening out already?”

Chen Cang was startled, turning to look at Qian Lin, “You mean… you’ve been knocked down before?”

Qian Lin’s eyes suddenly turned murky, as if a more world-weary aura enveloped him, making Chen Cang feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Qian Lin sighed, pulled out many pieces of paper from his pocket, and said, “As an outstanding man, how can I not have rivals in love? I have many rivals and many goals; this is the direction of my lifelong efforts.”

While talking, Qian Lin carefully smoothed out the papers, his gaze as tender as one looking at his lover.

Seeing this, Chen Cang wanted to see Qian Lin’s goals as well, but seeing him in such a state, he didn’t dare to touch them.

Qian Lin said, “It’s okay, take a look! We are comrades in battle, the kind that fight side by side. So, little benefactor, Jing Ran is just a minor figure, you can’t cower. Although you can’t compare to me, you still have to compare with yourself!”

“My goals are the biggest motivation of my life.”

Chen Cang became even more curious, unable to resist taking a piece of paper.

“Surpassing Goal: Qian Liang! Difficulty Level: Five stars.

Scientific research goals… Academic goals… Honorary goals…”

Chen Cang almost spat out a mouthful of blood, turned around, and looked seriously at Qian Lin, “Are you serious?”

Qian Lin nodded seriously: Serious!

Chen Cang saw that the difficulty had skyrocketed to the level of the Wu Jieping Medical Award and truly sighed, looking at this 200-pound soul, you really have it tough.

“Why do you want to surpass your uncle?”

Qian Lin shook his head, “When I was 6, I liked my uncle’s daughter, but he told me close relatives can’t get married. I thought he looked down on me, so I had to be better than him! That was the goal I set when I was 6, but as I grew up… Although I know my uncle was right, I still have to surpass him!”

Chen Cang took out another piece of paper.

“Objective to surpass: Qian Mingda? Task difficulty: Six stars.

Financial goal: … the richest man in Anyang; Spousal goal: Prettier than my mother??”

Chen Cang couldn’t help but take a step back from Qian Lin, “Is this your dad?”

Qian Lin nodded, “That’s right, when he was young, he wouldn’t let my mother sleep, saying that she should sleep with my dad. Then, when I was 5, I set this goal.”

Chen Cang continued to flip through the list: “Chen Moufei? Influence goal: Make five stars famous, at least more so than Liu Yifei?”

Qian Lin nodded, “When I was 15, I was obsessed with Liu Yifei…”

Chen Cang saw the next one: “Kurosawa?”

Qian Lin laughed embarrassingly, “Lin Chiling…”

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The more Chen Cang flipped through, the more nervous he felt. What kind of heart does one need to accommodate so many goals?

Until Chen Cang got to “Tiancan Taro,” he could understand Qian Lin.

“This is because you liked Eve from the game, right?”

At this point, Qian Lin looked at Chen Cang with the same affinity as looking at his own brother and smiled affectionately, “Right!”

Chen Cang carefully folded each objective neatly and orderly.

When he looked at Qian Lin again, it was different from before.

Inside this 200-pound body, there was at least 200 tons of soul and 20,000,000,000 tons of goals…

Comparatively speaking, Chen Cang suddenly found that Qian Lin had become much more lenient towards his own goals…

But at that moment, Chen Cang heard an alert sound!

[Ding! Challenge task triggered: Defeat Jing Ran, breaking through one by one in his fields of expertise! For details of each specific task… After completing each task, you will receive corresponding rewards. Good luck, young man!]

Chen Cang was startled, and he noticed a horrifying thing.

That was the specific tasks of his own challenge were alarmingly similar to the goals Qian Lin had written!

At that moment, Chen Cang was baffled. He turned to look at Qian Lin, you must be an NPC sent by the system, right?

He suddenly felt that if Qian Lin had a system, his life… must be a difficult life.

No wonder he wanted to escape from Meng Xi, right?

Such a life, too bitter to bear, every time thinking of so many fearsome adversaries, how could one possibly sleep soundly?

Alas…

Chen Cang patted Qian Lin’s shoulder sympathetically and sighed.

Qian Lin turned around, looked at Chen Cang, and also patted his shoulder.

The two exchanged a smile and couldn’t help but feel a surge of fighting spirit!

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