"Ridiculous, I'm the most handsome in Linjiang, from eighty to eight, no woman can resist my charm."

After saying this, Huang Liwen smugly raised his eyebrows, confident to the point of narcissism.

"Stop being so full of yourself, it's useless. That perfect girl made it clear she's here for Ye Qingzhou. She specifically asked to transfer to our Class Seven, you don't stand a chance."

Nong Pengming's words were like a dagger, piercing through Huang Liwen's pride, making him howl in pain: "Damn it, could it be that Old Ye's flings have come knocking? Am I going to be an uncle? I'm not ready for that!"

"Get lost, you guy, stop reading those ridiculous romance novels."

Ye Qingzhou cast a disdainful glance at his deskmate, wondering what kind of indecent scenario this idiot was imagining again.

Then the homeroom teacher, Zhu Hanwen, walked into the classroom with Liang Yawen.

Today she wore a white dress, revealing a small section of her fair and delicate leg, looking exquisite and beautiful, exuding a pure aura that made the boys in the class overflow with hormones.

Many boys clutched their pounding hearts, experiencing what it meant to have a first crush, and the feeling of eternal longing at first sight.

Oh no, it's the feeling of heartthrobs!

However, Liang Yawen quickly demonstrated to the boys of Class Seven what heartbreak feels like through her actions.

After sorting out her seat, she got up, gracefully smiling and walked up to Ye Qingzhou, softly asking, "Can we go home together after school this afternoon?"

As soon as she said this, the boys in the class were stunned, wondering if there was something wrong with their ears.

The beautiful new transfer student in the class, planning to go home with Ye Qingzhou?

Ye Qingzhou lifted his gaze, not refusing.

Liang Yawen was new and unfamiliar with the place, probably just looking for someone she knew to go home with, it was on the way, so she nodded and agreed: "Sure."

"Thank you, Ye Qingzhou."

"You're welcome."

Then Liang Yawen obediently sat down next to Zhu Jinfeng, showing a quiet and relaxed side.

Huang Liwen nervously grabbed Ye Qingzhou's arm: "Damn, she's going home with you, and you're saying you two don't have something going on?"

Ye Qingzhou casually flipped through his book: "What the heck, she's my neighbor, she just moved in yesterday."

"!!!"

Learning the truth, Huang Liwen was still indignant, complaining about the unfairness of fate: "Why is your neighbor a rich and beautiful girl, while mine is a grocery-buying lady? This gap is too big, isn't it? Not fair!"

Ye Qingzhou put down his backpack, patted his deskmate's shoulder, and spoke earnestly, "That's the point of effort. Our house is in a villa, so the probability of rich and beautiful girls living next to me is high."

Huang Liwen was unconvinced: "You didn't work hard before either."

"But my dad did."

"That makes sense."

Huang Liwen seemed to understand and nodded, then energetically slapped the table and said, "When I get home, I'm going to urge my dad to work hard too, so I can become a rich second-generation."

"..."

Ye Qingzhou teased, "You are truly a great filial son to your dad."

Not feeling like he was being a burden, Huang Liwen proudly puffed out his chest, "Of course, I'm super filial."

Then, he brought up another topic: "By the way, at the Convenience Plaza, there are beauties forming groups for night runs recently, should we go join in the fun?"

"Beauties running at night, what fun would we two guys have?"

"Join them in running."

Huang Liwen said it matter-of-factly, showing unwavering determination when it came to picking up girls.

"Can't you do something more promising?"

"But I'm only 17, why should I be promising?"

Huang Liwen's words made so much sense that for a moment, Ye Qingzhou didn't know how to refute, so he directly refused: "I'm not going, I'm busy training these days."

The previous owner seemed to enjoy joining in such excitement with classmates, living like a typical 17-year-old, with the biggest worry being whether the girl he liked looked at him or who his heart's moonlight glanced at.

On the contrary, Ye Qingzhou was the odd one out in high school, whose life consisted only of training and more training.

To many, such a life might seem too dull and monotonous.

But Ye Qingzhou was immersed in it, enjoying the feeling of daily progress. He once stood at the pinnacle of the Martial Arts World on Earth.

Seemed glamorous, but in reality, for the strong, having no path left to advance is the greatest pain in life.

Because what you pursue has reached the end, no matter how much effort you put in, it's meaningless—there's no path ahead.

But now, Ye Qingzhou is on an endless path of the Martial Dao, with only endless joy in his heart.

After school in the afternoon, Ye Qingzhou and Liang Yawen went home together.

Liang Yawen's mother, Liu Lijuan, was very warm: "Ye Qingzhou, sorry to trouble you, here's some green dates, take them home to try?"

"Thank you, Auntie."

Ye Qingzhou took the fruit box and saw inside were glossy, juicy green dates, with a faint flow of Primordial Qi. Although far inferior to Rare Treasures like Fire Dates, they were definitely not cheap.

After dinner, Liang Yawen picked up her phone and called her cousin: "Cousin, I've returned to South Xiang."

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