After the fake young master left home, he discovered that it wasn't raining at all outside.

Zhu Yan was dissatisfied with Wen Chen's clumsy movements, and since he was already injured, he left him with Lin Shen and ignored him for a few days.

Thanks to the Zhu family's special medicine, Wen Chen's injuries had almost healed, and Zhu Yan allowed him to return to school.

During physical education class—

Seeing that Wen Chen had gotten out of the wheelchair and returned to school, Lu Ze leaned close to Zhu Yan and asked:

"Brother Yan, how is it?" Lu Ze asked with a look of eager curiosity. He hadn't seen Zhu Yan doing the problems before.

"What, how is it?"

"It's Wen Chen, didn't you take him back?" Lu Ze leaned even closer, thinking that Zhu Yan wanted to tell him secretly.

"Him? He's alright." Zhu Yan and Lu Ze were among the tallest in the class. Standing at the end of the line, his gaze pierced through the crowd and landed squarely on Wen Chen. "Wild dog, naughty."

Zhu Yan's words sounded like a low evaluation, but Lu Ze knew that Zhu Yan was quite satisfied with his usual performance; otherwise, he wouldn't have kept him around until now.

The two were interrupted by the PE teacher after only a few words, "Classmates, the school's basketball tournament is coming up soon, and each class needs a few students to participate. Does anyone from Class 1 or Class 2 know how to play basketball and would like to volunteer?"

When the PE teacher shouted, everyone expected a burst of enthusiasm, raising their hands eagerly to participate.

To everyone's surprise, both classes were completely silent.

"Ahem...no?" The PE teacher was a little embarrassed, not expecting these students to be so disrespectful.

"It's okay if you can't play, participation is the most important thing."

The student below: Oh.

I have read your message, but I will not reply.

At this moment, Xu Zhiyuan secretly ran from Class Two to Zhu Yan's side.

"Is this school right? So many people, and not a single one of them can play basketball?" Xu Zhiyuan stood with his arms crossed, looking nonchalant.

"You don't want to participate, do you?" Lu Ze heard Xu Zhiyuan's tone and it seemed like he wanted to join in the fun. "I advise you not to go. It'll be a waste of time. Our school will lose anyway."

?

Xu Zhiyuan didn't understand what was going on.

"Brother Yuan, your lie has been exposed. You don't even know anything about the schools in Beijing, yet you claim you want to study here." Lu Ze ruthlessly exposed Xu Zhiyuan's complete lack of knowledge about the schools in Beijing.

Xu Zhiyuan didn't respond to him because he was there for the banquet; he didn't care about the other schools.

"The champion is predetermined every year; it's the neighboring Huanyu Academy," Zhu Yan answered Xu Zhiyuan's question.

"It's also called the Imperial Academy of the Capital," Lu Ze added.

"Royal Academy? What's that?" Xu Zhiyuan had never heard of a Royal Academy in the capital before.

"Although most of the students in our school come from wealthy families, their families are all in business. The students in the school next door are the real big shots. Their parents hold great power, so everyone has to give them face."

Lu Ze's words were full of disdain for Huanyu Academy, "Every semester they clearly can't beat us, but they insist that we throw the game and let them win the championship. Who can stand that? So later on, no one was willing to participate anymore."

Xu Zhiyuan finally understood: it meant bowing down to the powerful and influential.

"Oh? Is that so? Then I'll go and meet them."

The reason I admitted defeat before was because I hadn't met someone as fearless as Xu Zhiyuan. He doesn't care about power or anything like that. Anyone who can't beat him should get lost and not even think about making him admit defeat.

"Okay, Yuan-ge, you've got guts." Lu Ze gave Xu Zhiyuan a thumbs up, but there was no sincerity in his words.

The teacher then let the students from both classes practice shooting freely, hoping he could catch a few unlucky ones... well, a few promising talents.

"Brother Zhu, Brother Zhu, is your class also selecting players for the basketball game? Do you want to participate?" It just so happened that Class 5 also had a physical education class, and Song Zhen spotted Zhu Yan from afar, so he sneaked out of their class to find Zhu Yan.

"I won't play," Zhu Yan said succinctly.

"Huh?" Song Zhen was incredulous. He thought Zhu Yan should be a well-rounded player, an all-rounder. How could he not know how to play basketball?

Hmm, it must be that Brother Zhu is being too modest.

Song Zhen nudged Lu Ze silently and whispered, "Brother Zhu, you really can't play basketball? Aren't you being too modest?"

"No, Brother Yan plays ball incredibly well, no one can beat him!" Lu Ze didn't bother to discuss it in a low voice with Song Qian, so he answered Song Qian directly with a loud voice.

He knew, of course, that Zhu Yan really couldn't play basketball, since he spent all his time at home typing on his computer.

But aren't friends meant to be betrayed?

However, by sheer coincidence, these words fell into the ears of the physical education teacher, and well then, he was bound to be rude.

"Zhu Yan, you're very good at basketball. Could you represent Class One in the competition?" But given Zhu Yan's status, the teacher's tone wasn't too forceful; instead, it had a questioning element to it.

Banquet:…

He glanced at Lu Ze sideways and gave him a dismissive look.

He'll always find a way to get things done for him.

Lu Ze covered his mouth with his hand guiltily. He hadn't expected his voice to be so loud that the teacher could hear it.

That's it, Brother Yan is going to get revenge on him.

(╥_╥)

"I don't know how to play," Zhu Yan said honestly.

"Hey, don't be modest, Zhu Yan. This is a great opportunity to bring glory to the school." The PE teacher tried to brainwash Zhu Yan.

……

It's more like a disgrace than a source of glory.

Zhu Yan didn't speak, staring at the teacher expressionlessly.

Okay, the teacher chickened out and still didn't dare let this young master participate in the competition. If something happened and he got hurt, he would be the first to be finished.

"Alright, how about this? You try shooting a three-pointer. If you miss, we'll switch to someone else, okay?"

I've already gone this far, so if you don't want to go, you can just throw your water in anywhere.

Zhu Yan took a basketball from Xu Zhiyuan and, without giving him any time to react, casually tossed it toward the hoop.

The basketball traced a beautiful arc in the sky.

"Bang—"

Then, it fit perfectly into the frame.

Banquet:…

teacher:……

Lu Ze almost thought through all the sad things in his life before he could barely suppress his laughter.

"Wow, Brother Zhu, I knew you were too modest. You're really hiding your true abilities."

Song Chen stood by and witnessed this perfect shot, his eyes wide with amazement.

"Wow, that was a great shot! You're really something, Xiao Yanyan!" Xu Zhiyuan, always eager for a good show, chimed in.

The banquet ended in silence.

I've never made a three-pointer in my life, but today I just casually tossed one in and it went in.

A tragic fate.

"Ahem—this…" The PE teacher was also dumbfounded. If you don't want to go, then don't come in. How am I supposed to handle this?

I'm so frustrated I could cry.

"Teacher, I'll go." At that moment, Shen Yan stepped forward like a ray of light and saved his teacher.

Very good!

"Okay, very good. Our classmate Shen Yan volunteered, so it's settled then."

Perfectly solved.

He solved it, but Lu Ze is doomed.

"Brother Yan, let me explain..."

"If you don't hand in the code I gave you this morning by tonight, you're out of my project." Zhu Yan ignored him.

Lu Ze: Waaaaah.

Oh no, we've gone too far.

╥﹏╥…

Zhu Yan's troubles had just been resolved when he saw Tang Chi leading a group of people toward Wen Chen not far away.

They came on strong and surrounded Wen Chen...