Luo Xinguang was the only person who persistently provoked Song Yaoyao. Even after several beatings, he did not stop.

The third class' motivated atmosphere attracted a lot of attention at Liyang. In fact, some of the teachers requested that their students jog with the third class.

Thus...

The winter morning was covered by a light fog as the sky slowly lit up. The once-useless rich kids had long crawled out of bed.

The sound of footsteps echoed through the athletic field combined with young, vigorous shouts.

"Exams, here I come!"

"I will rank #1!"

"Go, go, go!"

"Good luck..."

Looking out on the field, there were a few unfamiliar faces following behind. Unlike the third class, they were in a completely disorderly manner.

On the exterior track, two middle-aged men jogged slowly.

Looking carefully, they turned out to be Kang Yuan and Principal Wang Mingjiang.

"Oh, it's great to be young."

Wang Mingjiang grinned. "It's never too late to work hard. I really can't wait to be pleasantly surprised by these kids."

"Oh?" Kang Yuan raised an eyebrow. "How do you know it will be pleasant and not horrifying?"

"Ha! They are my students! They're definitely impressive!" Wang Mingjiang said proudly.

The two men jogged along with the kids. By now, the students had done two laps, but they had yet to complete one. However, they were in no hurry. When Kang Yuan first appeared at the school, everyone was excited, but now, they were used to seeing him.

These two men had already been jogging with them for half a month.

Kang Yuan laughed in frustration and did not respond to Wang Mingjiang.

He lifted his gaze, looked around, and spotted the dozen or so weaklings coughing and struggling behind. "Don't slack off! Hurry and run! I still need to work!"

That was right, Director Kang learned from what he observed and forced the youngsters in his crew to join as well.

The youngsters looked pale as they glanced at each other helplessly and continued to run with their weak legs.

The longer they ran, the slower they went...

All of a sudden, a slim figure flew past them and continued running.

The youth remained low-key in his black athletic gear. Around his neck hung a set of headphones and his hair was in a mess.

But this did not take away from his sparkling aura. Everyone quickly looked at him and locked their gazes. When he suddenly disappeared, they could only smile bitterly.

"Comparison is certainly infuriating!"

He was handsome, he had a lot of fans, and even his athleticism was good!

Tang Xinrou never imagined that she would be doing laps on the field. She had to admit that exercise brought about many benefits. Her immune system improved, and she didn't get tired as quickly.

She turned her head and discovered that someone was following beside her. When did this happen?

"Luo..."

"Don't!"

Luo Xinguang rolled his eyes. "Hey, do you want everyone to know that I'm here?"

"Then, how dare you come here on your own? Aren't you afraid that your fans will eat you alive?" Tang Xinrou refuted without holding back.

In the past, Tang Xinrou viewed Luo Xinguang as a cold person; a superstar who she could never meet.

But now...

Haha, a man who had been beaten by her Precious Yaoyao multiple times, was not worthy of being her idol!

Luo Xinguang licked his tongue and noticed the girl who was jogging beside Tang Xinrou.

The fog slowly faded, the horizon was a faint shade of blue, and the new sun was like an egg yolk. It wasn't that bright outside, but the girl seemed to have her own gentle glow that attracted attention wherever she went.

Her jet-black hair was tied into a ponytail, exposing her forehead. When the light hit, her skin looked slightly transparent.