Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 81 Your accuracy is so good, even the Chinese national football team would cry.

The morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, landing precisely on Ye Fan's face, carrying an irresistible warmth.

Ye Fan was lying sprawled out on the bed, immersed in a sweet dream in the air-conditioned room.

Sudden.

Then I heard the bedroom door being pushed open with a "bang".

"Ye Fan! The sun's already high in the sky, why aren't you up yet!"

My mother, Gu Ruoning, rang out with her boisterous voice, accompanied by the crisp sound of her footsteps as she prepared to leave for work:

"3 PM! Nanzhou Station! Go pick up your sister! Don't you dare dawdle and be late! You hear me? The bullet train will arrive on time!"

Ye Fan was completely awakened by this "shrewish roar," and any remaining sleepiness vanished instantly.

He sat up abruptly, rubbing his sleepy eyes, and replied in a muffled voice:

"Okay, Mom... I won't forget, but it's still early! We won't arrive until the afternoon!"

"You'd better not forget! If you do, you know what the consequences will be! Cheer up!"

Gu Ruoning's voice disappeared outside the door with the sound of the door closing.

The room returned to silence, with only the hum of the air conditioner remaining.

Ye Fan lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, completely unable to fall asleep.

My older sister, Ye Zhuyan, is coming back.

Thinking of this older sister, Ye Fan felt a complex warmth welling up in his heart, mixed with a conditioned reverence that had been suppressed by his bloodline for many years.

Ye Zhuyan, who is four years older than him, has been the ultimate model of "other people's children" since childhood.

She was a top student and school beauty in high school, with a cool and aloof temperament. She had countless suitors but never showed any interest in them.

I was admitted to East China Normal University for my undergraduate degree in biology, graduated this year, and then passed the entrance exam for Zhejiang University for my master's degree with excellent grades.

She was exceptionally beautiful and talented.

To outsiders, she is an unapproachable, aloof beauty with an aura that keeps strangers at bay; but to her family, especially to her younger brother, her love always goes hand in hand with strictness.

She firmly believed that Ye Fan was no ordinary person, so she supervised, guided, and even "oppressed" him more strictly than his mother from a young age.

In his past life, Ye Fan had been "disciplined" by her quite a bit, but he knew better than anyone that behind it all was his sister's heavy expectations and unadulterated love.

The two can also stay up all night playing games together, discussing novel technologies that interest him and the cutting-edge biological research she is studying, sharing a tacit understanding and topics that are difficult for outsiders to comprehend.

"Sister Yan is back..."

Ye Fan muttered to himself, a smile unconsciously creeping onto his lips.

In his previous life, his older sister was very successful and made a name for herself in the scientific research field. She always gave him, her younger brother, unreserved support.

In this life, he has the power to change his fate ahead of time, and perhaps he can do something for his sister.

but.

It's only a little past eight in the morning!

There's still plenty of time until 3 PM! What should I do?

He sat up with a jolt, and a feeling of boredom instantly washed over him.

Scrolling through your phone? Boring. Reading a book? Come on, even a dog wouldn't read one.

"Let's find Old Zhao!"

Ye Fan's eyes lit up, and he grabbed his phone to call Zhao Mingzhe.

The phone rang seven or eight times before being answered. On the other end came Zhao Mingzhe's extremely dissatisfied, indistinct, and seemingly dreamy muttering:

"Hey...who is it...it's not even dawn yet...don't you know that disturbing someone's sleep deserves to be struck by lightning...?"

"Old Zhao! Get up! The sun's already high in the sky!"

"Holy crap... Ye Gou?! What time is it... are you crazy...?"

Zhao Mingzhe's voice became a little more clear-headed, but it was filled with resentment.

"Wake up! Get up and have some fun! I'll treat you to breakfast, then we'll go play soccer!"

Upon hearing the words "play football," Zhao Mingzhe's tone immediately changed:

"Play football?"

Zhao Mingzhe's voice visibly hesitated for a moment, clearly indicating that football held immense appeal for the two die-hard Barcelona and Messi fans:

"Okay, okay, give me twenty minutes. I need to calm down; my mind's still foggy!"

........

Half an hour later.

The two guys, both sporting dark circles under their eyes (Ye Fan was woken up by the noise, and Zhao Mingzhe was also woken up by the noise), wolfed down their mixed noodles and wontons at a Shaxian snack shop near their homes.

Zhao Mingzhe slurped his noodles, mumbling incoherently:

"Hey Ye Gou, what's gotten into you? Dragging me out of bed to play soccer this morning? Aren't we supposed to pick up Sister Yan this afternoon? Aren't you afraid she'll beat you up if she sees you all sweaty?"

Ye Zhuyan's aura was so strong that Zhao Mingzhe would become as docile as a mouse seeing a cat whenever he saw her since he was a child.

"What's the rush? After you finish playing, have a meal, take a shower, and then go pick them up. The timing will be perfect."

Ye Fan waved his hand dismissively:

"But you, Lao Zhao, your skin color... tsk tsk, Sister Yan would probably think you just came back from aiding Africa."

"Get lost!"

Zhao Mingzhe was hit where it hurt and immediately bristled:

"I call this healthy! Radiant! Manly! Understand?"

He tried hard to look handsome on his dark face, but the result was unusually comical.

The two bickered as they rode their electric scooter straight to the familiar open-air public football field on the outskirts of the city.

At this time, the court was already quite crowded, mostly with students on summer vacation and elderly men doing their morning exercise.

Ye Fan and Zhao Mingzhe found a corner of the field, warmed up, and then began practicing passing and shooting.

"Hey! Ye Gou! Watch this world-class goal!"

Zhao Mingzhe unleashed a powerful shot, and the football whistled towards the goal—a few meters away from the barbed wire fence.

Ye Fan stared at the ball's trajectory, speechless for a moment. He could only jog over to retrieve the ball, shaking his head as he did so.

"Old Zhao, your accuracy is so good, even the national football team would be moved to tears."

Zhao Mingzhe stubbornly retorted without batting an eye:

"Bullshit! This is called the boundary of a tactical testing area! Don't you understand?"

The two were having a great time when a few young men dressed in flashy, tight vests, with dyed yellow and green hair, and looking rather slovenly, strolled over.

There were about seven or eight of them, clearly a group, eyeing Ye Fan and Zhao Mingzhe who were playing football with hostile intent.

A blond-haired man, smoking a cigarette, kicked the soccer ball that had rolled to the sidelines with his toe, speaking arrogantly:

"Hey kid! We've booked the whole half! You two, get lost!"

Ye Fan frowned, but before he could speak, Zhao Mingzhe's fiery temper exploded.

Already feeling resentful from being teased for having tanned skin, this incident completely ignited his anger.

"Who the hell are you? Do you own this stadium? Is it in your name? We were here first! Why should we give way?"

"Oh ho? Pretty cocky, huh?"

The blond-haired man threw down his cigarette butt, took two steps forward, almost touching Zhao Mingzhe's nose, and spat everywhere:

"I said I'd book the whole place, so I'll book it. You want to fight?"

Several thugs surrounded him, rubbing their fists together and looking menacing.

Zhao Mingzhe couldn't stand this insult. His blood boiled, and he stiffened his neck:

"Fight if you want! Are you afraid of us?"

As he spoke, he reached out and shoved the blond-haired man.

"Damn! He dared to make the first move? Brothers, let's beat him up!"

The blond-haired man stumbled a few steps after being pushed, and enraged, he swung his fist at Zhao Mingzhe's face. The other thugs also rushed forward, cursing and swearing as they pounced on Zhao Mingzhe, and the scene instantly spiraled out of control.

Ye Fan's eyes turned cold.

He didn't want to cause trouble, but this group was clearly looking for a fight! Seeing that Zhao Mingzhe was about to be surrounded and beaten, he acted instantly.

The exceptional physical attributes and extraordinary reaction speed brought about by his rebirth were fully unleashed at this moment!

Ye Fan moved very quickly!

"Old Zhao, step back!"

He gave a low shout and darted into the fray.