The other people in the class may not recognize the young woman who took their class leader out. But Zhaoyu knows her well - she is the female boss of the internet cafe he often frequents.

Both in appearance and personality, she chose the route of being hot and spicy, thus wasting her naturally tranquil and elegant beauty. Zhao Yu dislikes this type; he prefers someone like Gong Yue, who has both intelligence and appearance, a distinguished lady. In his opinion, Zou Jing's weak and bookish personality would actually be a good match for Zhang Ziqiong.

Yu Zhaoyu carefully opened the back door slightly and listened to what the two people in the corridor were saying.

"I didn't say you couldn't come find me during work hours."

Zou Jing uttered this complaint with a tone of resentment, and just as Zhao Yu was about to eavesdrop on Zou Jing's privacy in order to make things difficult for him in the future, the damn school bell chimed in his ears, making him realize for the first time how annoying the school bell was.

Gong Yue's fondness for Zou Jing was guessed by Zhao Yu. Even his not-so-clever mind could see that Gong Yue treated Zou Jing differently compared to all the other opposite sexes in the world.

Because of this, You Zhaoyu, who already did not like Zou Jing, became even more unfriendly towards him. So what if he was the class leader? He wasn't afraid of the class leader as he was a good student. Moreover, in a relationship where they were rivals in love, as long as it was established, they were sworn enemies.

So when he squeezed into the crowd of students leaving school, he intentionally forcefully bumped into Zou Jing, who was walking shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Zijiong, in a conspicuous manner.

Yan Zizheng clearly saw this scene and caught up with You Zhaoyu, saying, "They openly crashed into each other."

Yao Zhaoyu hummed and said, "He blocked my path."

"That wide aisle and you're saying someone blocked your way?" Yan Zizheng tilted his body and lowered his head slightly, speaking in a serious tone,"You dare provoke the Young Master? You can't afford to provoke him."

"Blocked my path to love."

"Give it up, do you even have that road?"

"Why aren't you hurrying to Second Elementary School? What are you doing here so leisurely?"

Yan Zizheng took a deep breath and said, "I am liberated."

"What do you mean?"

"Isn't the weather getting colder? Several parents nearby have discussed and decided to rent a car together, sending and picking up their children on time every day."

Zhao Yu leaned on Yan Zizheng's shoulder and said, "Come on, let's go online. I can't stand it anymore. I don't see you around after school every day, and it's so boring being alone."

After the crowd of students dispersed from the main academic building after school, Lin Jinglei and Tang Shan turned right to retrieve their bicycles from the parking area.

Because Tang Shan had a few discounted coupons for a popular hot pot restaurant in the city center, which were about to expire, Lin Jinglei planned to go together and also invited Si Meiqi along.

Lin Jinglei: "Didn't I tell you to find two more people? Five tickets will be used up all at once."

Tang Shan: "Lei Zi, you know nothing about power. Simei Qi can eat three bowls by herself."

After these two people retrieved the car and met up with Simi Qi, who was waiting at the entrance of the school, a problem arose.

"You come, I can't carry her."

Tang Shan vigorously shook his head and said, "I can't do it either."

"I won't give you a ride."

"I won't give you a ride either."

...

Si Meiqi stood there, scanning the two people pushing each other back and forth with her eyes. "Are you going or not? If you don't go soon, I'll take the school bus home."

Tang Shan quickly boarded the car and said, "Lei Zi will drive you. You are the main force, hurry up and get in."

Lin Jinglei was exasperated as he watched Tang Shanyuan's disappearing figure. This kid had a habit of abandoning him and running off, and it was getting worse. Before he could even stabilize the car, the body of the vehicle swayed for a moment, almost tipping over.

He forcefully straightened the handlebars and turned his head back, saying, "Sis, can't you wait for me to ride away before getting on?"

Simayi sat firmly like Mount Tai and said, "No, what will you do if you run away too?"

Lin Jinglei pretended to nod approvingly: "You really go all out for the sake of food."

"Everyone has to be particularly interested in something. I enjoy eating, Tang Shan enjoys singing, and you..."

Lin Jinglei mounted the car and steadily moved forward, saying, "What am I? Don't speak in incomplete sentences."

Simei Qi sat in the back seat of the car and looked up at the sky. She said, "I actually wanted to say it, but I couldn't come up with it. Could it be because I'm lecherous?"

Lin Jinglei frowned and said, "Just keep quiet."

After crossing the road, Yan Zizheng stopped and waited amidst the honking of various vehicles for You Zhaoyu, who was squatting in the middle of the road, tying his shoelaces.

A middle-aged man emerged from the black car and shouted something angrily. The other person quickly stood up and kicked the car twice with his feet. My brother Yu is truly a formidable character, not one to be trifled with.

He had known You Zhaoyu for so many years, and this guy seemed to always have this kind of demeanor, always able to fully demonstrate a talent for pushing the boundaries of morality and expressing an "I don't give a damn" attitude towards whoever the hell he pleased.

"I just saw a girl sitting in the back seat of Lin Jinglei's car," Yu Zhaoyu chased after him, panting with laughter, his entire face contorted, "Haha, she's seriously a heavyweight level beauty, damn, I'm starting to look at that kid in a new light. If she's his girlfriend, then I wish them well."

Yan Zizheng didn't bother to delve deep into the sarcastic undertones of You Zhaoyu's words. Once he heard the first sentence, he immediately changed the subject and his eyes unconsciously glanced in You Zhaoyu's direction. Although he didn't see the scene that You Zhaoyu was describing, he felt restless and couldn't bring himself to join in the laughter of those around him. He changed the topic and asked, "Which internet cafe are we going to?"

"Aurora," Zhao Yu continued with an intriguing tone, "while we're at it, let's reacquaint ourselves with a certain sister..."

Yao Zhaoyu's words suddenly came to an abrupt end as his gaze was drawn towards two people turning into the snack street not far ahead. He patted Yan Zizheng's arm and said, "Let's go, catch up."

Yan Zizheng saw that You Zhaoyu wanted to follow Zou Jing, and puzzledly said, "You can pick fights in school, but why do you have so much trouble outside of school?"

"You don't know squat. If we catch them going to some small hotel or something, then my suspicion of them having an affair will be confirmed. Such juicy gossip should be shared with the girls in our class, before he corrupts the hearts of innocent girls with his poison."

Yan Zizheng was completely bewildered and couldn't understand at all.

"I want to expose his hypocritical side. He may seem sophisticated on the surface, but in reality, he is a manipulator of emotions. Just thinking about it brings great satisfaction to people's hearts," Yu Zhaoyu disdainfully commented. "With such sharp wits, I can't understand why you can't see through it. I really don't know how you became the top scorer in the city's entrance examination."

After finishing the spicy hot pot, Lin Jinglei rode his bike back home, deliberately taking a few extra rounds on the way in order to let the smell absorbed by his clothes get carried away by the wind.

Once, he went out for barbecue with Tang Shan and a few of their bandmates. When he got back, his aunt was so furious that she wished she could throw him in the washing machine and clean him up as well.

The man sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching the news, saw him come back. It took him a while to find the words to say: "You did a good job during the flag-raising ceremony."

Lin Jinglei nodded and bent over to pick up the cat on the floor near the door, walking towards the bedroom.

After confirming that the two women were not at home, he walked out and asked, "Where are my aunt and uncle?"

Lin Guodong's voice was not loud: "Lin Tai hasn't come back from school yet. Your aunt went back to her parents' house."

Every time his aunt went back to her family home before, she would always be driven back by her husband's anger. Judging from his uncle's tone, it seems that she won't be able to escape this time either.

Lin Jinglei sighed and asked, "When are we going to pick up this time?"

Lin Guodong stared at the TV screen, murmuring, "We might not be able to recover it this time."

Lin Jing Lei was taken aback and exclaimed, "Ah?"

"I'm getting divorced from your aunt."

Lin Jinglei's heart skipped a beat.

Yan Zizheng is very surprised that Shen Ling came to his house to find him. He speculates that it must be because he had someone send Yan Ziqing home last time, and this girl remembered the address.

He and You Zhaoyu didn't leave the internet cafe until it was dark. When they arrived home, they saw a girl sitting on the stone steps outside the front gate, wearing a white off-the-shoulder short-sleeved top and denim skirt.

He walked up and, recognizing the person, asked, "How did you end up here?"

Shen Ling smiled as she got up and said, "I'll wait for you."

Yan Zizheng slightly frowned, "Wait for me?"

"It's like this," the girl said while playing with a strand of hair on her shoulder, her eyes fixed on the boy in front of her. "It was my fault for involving you in the fight last time. I was too eager to have someone stand by my side at that time. I came to say sorry to you."

It has been quite some time, and this apology is a bit late, not to mention unnecessary. Yan Zizheng simply said he knows and pushed open the door to enter the courtyard.

"Wait," Shen Ling grabbed Yan Zizheng's arm. "So, have you forgiven me?"

Yan Zizheng slowly withdrew his arm and turned around with a slight hint of impatience, saying, "Hmm."

The girl giggled and said, "So we're friends now, right?"

Yan Zizheng didn't understand this kind of logic, but in order to get away as soon as possible, he uttered a perfunctory "uh-huh".

Shen Ling hurriedly took out her mobile phone and anxiously said, "Quickly, give me your phone number."

Yan Zizheng's patience had run out, so he turned and walked away, without hesitation, leaving the girl who kept talking behind the heavy iron door.

Just as I took a few steps forward, a bright arc under the light in the courtyard flashed before my eyes, accompanied by the splashing sound of water pouring onto the ground ahead.

Yan Zizheng turned his head to look at the girl holding a basin standing at the door and said, "Can't you see if there's anyone else who might throw something?"

Ma Liangli tilted her head and chuckled, "I did it on purpose. I wanted to see if you would let that beautiful girl outside the door steal your soul. You sure hid fast!"

Yan Zizheng walked briskly into his own house and said, "Nonsense, I'm not familiar with her."

"I didn't speak nonsense," Ma Liangli said with her hands on her hips, "I've been waiting for you for almost three hours, and you didn't even give me a phone number. How stingy."

Yan Zizheng couldn't be bothered to discuss this matter further with Ma Liangli. He simply entered the house without even looking back.

Grandpa Yan heard his grandson coming back and stuck his head out of the room, asking, "Zizheng, have you had your meal?"

I have finished eating.

"Big brother."

"Why haven't you gone to bed yet?"

"Watch an animated film."

"Don't look anymore, go to sleep."

Yan Ziqing was particularly skilled at using her big watery eyes to observe and understand others. She noticed that her older brother was in a bad mood, but she didn't argue back and dejectedly took the small blanket to go to sleep.

Yan Zizheng watched as Little Bud climbed onto the bed, closed the door, and returned to his own room next door.

He did not turn on the light and sat on the chair beside the bed, tilting his head back and using one hand to massage his neck. Perhaps it was because he saw what happened to Shen Ling, he was reminded of the fight that had taken place before.

What he found most unforgettable was the night when Lin Jinglei stood beside him and watched as You Zhaoyu dealt with those few troublemakers.

The streetlamp was not very bright, but the man's eyes were very bright.

Having fought with Lin Jinglei so many times, this was still the first time I had the chance to observe him up close.

A pair of very unique eyes, incredibly beautiful, once he glanced at them, he could not forget them.

Yan Zizheng had never imagined that he would develop tender feelings towards the person who always scowled at him angrily. Perhaps they could stop opposing each other at every turn, perhaps they could become friends.

"Damn it, what a mess."

He impatiently scratched his head, got up, and took the basin to wash up.

Lin Tai was never worried about his parents arguing because they always made up within a few days. However, his older brother told him that this time their parents might have had a serious fight.

After his mother refused to answer his phone calls, he couldn't sleep as he worried. He went to his older brother's room and said to the person lying on the bed, about to sleep, "Brother, can you accompany me to our grandmother's house after school tomorrow?"

"Looking for your mother?"

"That goes without saying."

"No."

Lin Tai widened his eyes, "Don't you want her to come back?"

The fact that his aunt is not around means that he can't even fulfill the most basic task of having a decent meal. Principal Lin can't even cook instant noodles. Lin Jinglei lies there, resting his arm as he gazes at the ceiling. "Of course I want her to come back, but she has to be willing to come back as well."

Lin Tai insisted, "We will definitely be able to come back if we go and find it."

"Don't be foolish. Your mom is just venting her anger at your dad. What use do we have in going there? Whoever caused the trouble should be the one to pacify. Lin Jinglei turned over and said, "It's better if you advise your dad."

Lin Tai angrily punched Lin Jing Lei on the back and said, "You're so heartless."

Lin Jing Lei turned around and said, "Am I heartless? Who stood up for you when you were being bullied?"

"When did I ever get bullied?"

Hey, you have a bad memory, don't you? Have you forgotten how you let Yan Zizheng beat up that bear?

Lin Tai snorted, saying, "How would I know that he would get into fights? With such good grades, I thought he was just a bookworm."

This is not the first time I have heard others say that Yan Zizheng is doing well in his studies. Last time Zheng Qiaoyin said she didn't believe it, and this time Lin Tai said that Lin Jinglei has started to believe it a little. After all, people always have a tendency to specially understand their rivals.

He asked, "Was that kid really good at studying in middle school?"

Lin Tai moved closer to the bed and said in disbelief, "You're asking me this? He was the top scorer in your class for the Senior High Entrance Examination, didn't you know?"

Lin Jinglei was completely confused, his eyebrows furrowed, and he asked, "What?"

He had no idea. It was too normal. When had he ever cared about anything related to academics? Suddenly, it was unbelievable. How could he not associate the book-smart overachiever with that face of Yan Zizheng?

"Most of those who got high scores in the exam are distributed among the first few classes, so why is he the top scorer in Class 17?"

"Well, I'm not sure," Lin Tai pondered for a moment and said, "Several prestigious schools were competing to have him, but he only came to Yi Zhong because of a condition my father agreed to."

Lin Jinglei, rarely showing interest, asked, "What are the requirements?"

It should be his girlfriend, but he says she's just a friend. Anyway, she's not doing well academically. If he comes, he'll have to bring that girl along with him.

Lin Jinglei's lips curled up: "Damn, he's such a sentimental guy."

Just as Lin Jinglei was secretly sneaking away, his younger brother asked a thought-provoking question.

"Brother, aren't you having your mid-term exams next week? How low do you want to score this time?"

"Go away, get lost!" Lin Jinglei kicked Lin Tai's thigh, "Go to sleep."

Lin Tai, who was nearly kicked off the bed, muttered something and left with a door.

It is estimated that due to the incident involving Yan Zizheng before going to sleep, Lin Jinglei unexpectedly dreamt about Yan Zizheng that night.

In the midst of the fight, the scene was blurry, and faces were indistinct. However, he knew that the person standing beside him was Yan Zizheng.

Upon waking up, he recalled the fight once again. How could he have thrown the stick to Yan Zizheng instead of Tang Shan?

After pondering over it for a long time, he could only come up with this explanation: perhaps, at that time, he felt that compared to Tang Shan, his combat power was too weak, so giving it to him would be a waste.