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Warm is a very dedicated girl. When she was young and in love, she liked Fang Liucheng. She often ran from the junior high school department to the senior high school department to find him, so she heard quite a bit about what went on in the senior high school.

The student body at this high school is full of gossip, with many interesting stories. After all, there are too many second-generation rich kids and officials' children here. For example, who's competing for class beauty or school beauty.

Who is the current school heartthrob is a hot topic among female students.

Warm remembers that when she was in school, Fang Liucheng was clearly the school heartthrob. He excelled both academically and athletically; how many girls swooned over him But if Ye Feimo had been around back then, would Fang Liucheng still have held onto his position as heartthrob

Although thinking this way feels a bit unfair to Fang Liucheng, it's the truth.

"When we were in first grade, Ye Second Master was in senior high school and about to graduate. He kept a low profile at school; no one knew that he was Anning’s second master. Moreover... everyone thought he was just another poor scholarship student who had been admitted by favoritism. He wore ordinary clothes—none of us students had anything but brand names on our bodies. He didn’t have any brands and used an old phone that people couldn't even tell the make or model of, thinking it must be a knockoff."

Chortle!

Warm burst out laughing, clutching her stomach; she just couldn’t take it. "What knockoff I bet his phone was one of the most advanced phones in the world at that time."

Tang Mandong and Gao Chunmiao both shot daggers at her. "How do you know!"

Warm quickly adjusted her facial expression to a shrug, saying, "Guesswork."

Tang Mandon could guess the relationship between her and Ye Feimo, but Gao Chunmiao didn't know about it, and she also did not expose Nu Wēn.

"That's true. The high school department and middle school department are separate; us not knowing anything about him is normal. Ah, who would have thought that we're actually classmates with Little Second Master Ye This is so... melodramatic." Gao Chunmiao shook her head, looking profound while blushing like a fan girl, "Outstanding alumnus."

Nu Wēn smiled. After Ye Feimo's speech, the athletes' representative took to the stage to swear in, and then came the sports meeting.

Gao Chunmiao pulled them along to watch the sports meeting mainly because her brother was a 800-meter runner and relay race participant for second year high school. Gao Chunmiao, Tang Mandon, and Nu Wēn went up to the stands on the right side of the main stage.

The 800 meter run came after the 200 meter sprint. Gao Chunmiao was the most enthusiastic; when her brother warmed up down below, she bounced around on the platform and shouted loudly, "Gao Yuan, cheer up! Cheer up! If you win, I'll give you a kiss from me! Charge!"

Tang Mandon also cheered, "Don't want my sister's kiss, Gao Yuan. If you come in first place, Tang Mandon will send you an aromatic kiss! First place, Long live Gao Yuan!"

The students on the audience seats all looked at them collectively; neither did Tang Mandon and Gao Chunmiao care about it as they vied to give Gao Yuan a kiss. Just graduated from high school last year, Tang Mandon was a popular figure during her middle school days, who didn't know her in both middle and high schools

She, along with Gao Chunmiao and Nu Wēn were known as the trio of big sisters. Of course, "big sister" referred to Tang Mandon and Gao Chunmiao; Nu Wēn was just a little rabbit.

Nu Wēn covered her face and crouched down. So embarrassing... Oh dear... Don't shout so loudly, okay Brother Yuan hasn't even started the race yet, if you keep shouting like that he'll be too nervous to run.

One of Gao Yuan's junior brothers shouted from the audience seats, "Senior Sister Mandon, give a kiss as an incentive before the competition. After all, a man needs to have power to charge forward! If you wait until after the race you can't do it anymore. Go and give him a kiss now, Gao Yuan, are you going or not."

Gao Yuan had a pitiful look on his face as he decisively turned away from them; he already tried to stop his sister today when she wanted to go out and watch the sports meet.

Kiss my ass, I'm too weak in the legs to run.

The audience was stirred up with chaos. After Ye Feimo finished his speech and was about to leave, he frowned upon hearing Tang Mandong's voice, glancing towards the right side of the grandstand where he indeed spotted her waving a hat along with a pretty young girl.

He felt disappointed. Upon seeing Warming crouch down, she was immediately pulled up by Tang Mandong; how could the three-member group be short one person A glint flickered across Ye Feimo’s eyes as he realized where she was.

"Mandong, I am at least a public figure," Warming weakly said.

Tang Mandong remembered and pressed her to crouch down again. Gao Chunmiao laughed heartily, tugging on Mandong, "Alright, alright, let's stop shouting or else many of the junior and senior students will come looking for Senior Sister Warming."

A smile flashed across Ye Feimo’s lips.

After participating in the speech ceremony, he had a lecture at school in an hour. Ye Feimo originally planned to visit the library before heading to the multi-purpose hall when the time came. But upon seeing Warming, he sat motionless on the stage, leaving the principal and board members with grim faces as they accompanied him.

Young Master Ye, you never participated in a single school sports meet during your middle school days; why have you suddenly developed an interest

Tang Mandong and others were cheering for acquaintances among the junior and senior students. Although the 200-meter race was short, it was quite intense, with high school matches taking place in the morning and middle school ones in the afternoon.

Warming occasionally peered through the crowd to catch a glimpse of Ye Feimo on the stage.

He intently watched the competition as if he were very interested. Warming privately wondered, could Ye Feimo actually enjoy this kind of match

Tang Mandong said that during his student days, he hated sports the most and had never participated in any sports meets.

The girls in high school liked boys who were good at their studies, good at sports, and handsome like a prince. Ye Feimo must not have met those standards back then, which is why he wasn't as famous as Fang Lucheng.

Ye Feimo would occasionally glance at the audience seats where Nuannuan was sitting. Some distant memories seemed to break through time's barrier and flood back. He remembered a carefree little junior sister running up with an armful of books, looking for Fang Lucheng, in such a hurry that she didn't see him coming down the stairs and crashed into him, causing her books to scatter everywhere. She glared at him fiercely.

He had not been interested in this little girl who suddenly appeared back then; he coldly turned around and walked downstairs, seemingly hearing her cursing him as she retreated.

This was Nuannuan.

In those days, her features were still very young and delicate. She was particularly petite, with a pair of big, round eyes that looked especially large on her small face; they were beautiful almond-shaped eyes.

So they had actually met back then.

It just wasn't a deep impression.

High school was not where he wanted to be anyway. He had already finished his studies long ago, but Cheng Anya sent him here for some inexplicable reason to experience high school life with Tang Shuwen as his classmate.

Back then, he didn't care about anything other than his own affairs and certainly wouldn't pay attention to a careless little girl.

The corner of Ye Feimo's mouth curved upwards. Nuannuan, if only I had taken more notice back then...de with blood gushing from the corner of his mouth. The force behind Ye Ningyuan’s punch was immense, causing Ye Tianyu's cheek to swell up. It was the first time Ye Ningyuan had ever laid a hand on e...