Chapter 126: Ye Shiyu, You Are the Challenger!

Chapter 126: Ye Shiyu, You Are the Challenger!

It was afternoon, and a sizable crowd of students who weren’t competing gathered at the edge of the expansive athletic field to witness this spectacular showdown.

“I heard the Comic Club didn’t lose a single match this morning? So Spencer has been competing all morning, and she’s not tired at all?”

“That jerk! She snatched our president’s black belt! Our current president hasn’t even recovered from it yet!!”

“Our club has that female bandit too, bah!”

“So, who’s challenging the Comic Club right now?”

“Seems like a sophomore from the Sewing Club. What’s her name, Ye Shiyu?”

As the chatter continued on the sidelines, Ye Shiyu, dressed in a white sports outfit, gracefully stepped onto the athletic field.

Her long black hair was tied back into a high ponytail that cascaded down to her waist.

Her left wrist sported an electronic watch, and her white short-sleeve shirt and shorts seemed almost dull against her fair, rosy skin, looking like a pure white lotus from a snowy mountain.

If

Ignoring the phone she tightly gripped in her hand.

On the other side, her opponent was—

At this moment, a blond boy with his arms crossed squinted his eyes while watching the scene unfold.

Behind him, Gongzi, Ye Shiyu’s classmate, approached with a bottle of water and handed it to him.

“Baby, drink some water.”

“Thanks.”

Owen, the president of the Athletics Club, twisted open the bottle and gulped down 500 milliliters of water in an instant.

Watching Spencer strut into the arena, Hua Zhaofeng frowned and said displeasedly,

“How could Spencer be this fierce? During the entrance physical tests, our Athletics Club administered it, and she was indeed impressive, but not to this exaggerated extent, right?”

Owen, however, remained nonchalant, laughing heartily.

“You’re not a parasite in her stomach; how do you know her true strength? This school has never run short of talents. Who knows, there might be stronger ones lurking outside the Athletics Club.”

Gongzi lightly tapped Owen’s head and scolded,

“Hey, stop reading those stories where the underdog shocks everyone with their hidden abilities!”

“Hahaha!”

One of the members in the back, eyes fixed on the two warming up in the arena, couldn’t help but ask,

“President, between those two, who do you think will win?”

Owen crossed his arms and replied without hesitation,

“Spencer will win, right?”

Hua Zhaofeng, hearing this, couldn’t help but ask again,

“Then president, how about you against Spencer?”

Owen chuckled but didn’t answer, only saying,

“The match is about to begin.”

“Now, I’m the judge of this match, You Anli Na. Hee hee, I’ve prepared a lot of fun ‘borrowed items’ that fit the theme of the club battle for you~”

You Anli Na, carrying two boxes for drawing lots, walked onto the field with Ye Shiyu and explained to Spencer,

“The start and finish lines are the same. That is, after getting the items, you need to run a full 400 meters~”

“We’ll run three rounds. If you’re not satisfied with the items you draw in any round, you can redraw once.”

“After getting the corresponding item, show me the note, and once the order is given, you can start running.”

“In three rounds, whoever wins two first wins!”

Ye Shiyu listened expressionlessly, while Spencer looked at her with displeasure, clearly ready to strike.

Beside You Anli Na, Yan Huan, wearing a referee uniform, glanced at the boxes she prepared with skepticism and quietly asked,

“You Anli Na, did you prepare these drawing boxes?”

“Yep, don’t worry, they definitely fit the theme!”

“…”

Hearing this, Yan Huan remained doubtful but shifted his gaze to the two in the center of attention.

Just in time to see Ye Shiyu turn to look at him, his face instantly shifted to a smile as he said,

“Sister Shiyu, good luck.”

Ye Shiyu maintained her indifferent expression, but for some reason, in the sun’s glow, a faint blush emerged on her pale cheeks.

Blinking, she opened her mouth,

“…Okay.”

Spencer clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction, stepping onto the track first to tighten her shoelaces.

As she watched Ye Shiyu step onto the track too, she sized her up and spoke,

“You and that Sakura Kyoko are cut from the same cloth.”

“…Sakura Kyoko?”

Isn’t she the vice president of the Student Council?

What’s up with her?

Ye Shiyu pondered doubtfully, glancing over at Spencer, who had straightened up.

The latter pointed a finger at her, a clear look of revulsion crossing her features.

It was as sudden and precise as the disgust felt in a gift shop before an Ocean Mansion.

“You all love to put on an act, pretending to be pure white lilies in front of Yan Huan. In reality, you’re all ugly, gross, and hypocritical deep down.”

“The more you pretend, the more I look forward to Yan Huan discovering your true selves~”

Although Ye Shiyu’s expression remained mostly unchanged, Spencer seemed to grasp the implications instantly.

Before her, Ye Shiyu felt oppressive and dark.

In front of Yan Huan, she appeared dazed, resembling an older sister who struggled to communicate.

All just a facade to mask the flaws within.

In Spencer’s azure eyes, Ye Shiyu’s figure distorted gradually, finally transforming into a hawk with pristine white feathers.

That hawk tilted its head, then suddenly spread its wings, casting a shadow that blotted out the sun.

“Buzz, buzz, buzz~”

Listening to her words, Ye Shiyu said nothing, but her grip on the phone tightened further.

A purplish aura flickered, making the screens around the athletic field and on phones onlookers held inexplicably flash.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

A chill ran up Spencer’s back, but she felt not a hint of fear.

Casting a glance back at Yan Huan, Spencer instantly figured out why Ye Shiyu was putting on an act.

She turned back to Ye Shiyu and gave her a mocking thumbs-up, smirking,

“So concerned about your older sister image in front of Yan Huan? Fine, just wait and see how I make you lose completely. Hehe.”

Also?

Ye Shiyu focused on a certain word in her sentence, pondering.

Meanwhile, You Anli Na approached with the two boxes, instructing them to each draw a slip of paper.

“The slips in both boxes are identical, so there’s a chance you’ll draw the same item~”

“After drawing, please read carefully. Once the president fires the starting gun, you can go borrow the items!”

Both drew at the same time, opening their slips in their palms.

Ye Shiyu: “A handwritten letter from a male.”

Spencer: “A belonging of my best friend.”

The two exchanged glances, each mentally searching for their targets.

Behind them, Yan Huan raised his hand once he confirmed they had finished reading:

“Ready… Start!”

Spencer clutched her slip and bolted toward the Comic Club’s direction, while Ye Shiyu’s gaze was fixed on Yan Huan.

“An Le! An Le!”

“What’s… What’s wrong, Spencer? What did you draw?”

“Give me your phone!”

“Eh, is it… is it my item?”

Spencer displayed the paper to An Le, and upon seeing “best friend” inscribed on it, An Le’s face flushed with emotion.

“Spencer, I’ll give you my phone right away!”

“Alright, this match is in the bag!”

Grabbing An Le’s phone, Spencer dashed into the arena.

As for Ye Shiyu, she arrived in front of Yan Huan, looking around for something.

“What are you looking for, Sister Shiyu?”

“A marker.”

“A marker? I actually have one. Do you want…”

Seeing Yan Huan take out the marker, Ye Shiyu stared at him directly, then gently tugged at her sports shirt.

In the next moment, her shirt was pulled outward, presenting a flat surface toward Yan Huan.

The moment her shirt slightly lifted away from her body, it instantly created just the right amount of space.

With a light floral fragrance wafting around, Yan Huan almost effortlessly caught sight of the edge of her pure white underwear and the silhouette of her curves.

His breath stuttered for a moment before he quickly averted his gaze.

What met his eyes was the emotionless Ye Shiyu, still scrutinizing him.

Yan Huan adjusted his breath and questioned,

“Sister Shiyu, this…”

“…”

Ye Shiyu simply raised her slip of paper, calmly saying,

“I don’t have time to find a piece of paper to write on, so just write on my shirt.”

“…Wait.”

Yan Huan timidly lifted the marker, pressing it onto her shirt, writing the content of the letter.

He carefully controlled the pressure of his strokes, afraid the marker would see through the T-shirt and touch her skin.

“Sister Shiyu, good luck.”

“…”

Ye Shiyu remained silent, but when Yan Huan’s peripheral gaze met her face, he noticed her cheeks had turned slightly rosy again.

You’re blushing like a bubble teapot!

“Alright, Spencer’s item inspection is complete, and you may now start running!”

Oh no, Spencer was about to set off!

Yan Huan sped up slightly with his writing, finishing the handwritten letter swiftly.

“Alright, Sister Shiyu. Good luck!”

Upon hearing this, Ye Shiyu displayed a hint of disappointment.

But she didn’t show it, merely glancing at Yan Huan’s clothes again before sprinting back onto the track to resume the competition.

“Alright, Ye Shiyu’s item inspection is complete!”

Spencer turned around, casting a derisive glance back at Ye Shiyu’s running speed and scoffed,

“This speed? You’ve already lost, Ye Shiyu!!”

With the thought, she increased her running speed, quickly outpacing Ye Shiyu by over 100 meters.

She didn’t stop, putting her full power into the sprint, ultimately finishing half a lap ahead of Ye Shiyu and winning.

“The Comic Club faces off against the Sewing Club! Spencer from the Comic Club takes the first round!!”

“I said it’s not even a match.”

“Well, that’s a bust.”

The others were all sighing in despair, while Owen from the Athletics Club stood on the platform with a frown.

“Haha…ha.”

Watching Ye Shiyu struggle to reach the finish, Spencer wiped the sweat from her cheek, her grin growing more arrogant.

“Ye Shiyu, you must be shocked by this crushing situation, right? So let me remind you.”

She pointed a finger at the calm-faced Ye Shiyu and said,

“You are the challenger!”

“…”

Ye Shiyu ignored her, simply lowering her gaze to the writing from Yan Huan on her chest.

Then she, seemingly more thirsty, quickly grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the edge and took a sip.

“Tsk!”

Seeing her unresponsive, Spencer wiped her forehead of sweat and approached the track.

The second round, start!!

“Hee hee, both of you, please draw!”

They both reached into the boxes simultaneously again and pulled out slips.

Ye Shiyu: “A call to a father or mother.”

Spencer: “A crush.”

Ye Shiyu calmly pulled out her phone, while Spencer looked puzzled at You Anli Na.

“What’s this? I haven’t brought anyone over!”

“Eh? Spencer doesn’t have a crush? How surprising!”

You Anli Na’s curiosity was slightly dimmed as she shook her head and shrugged,

“Well, you might let a club member participate, or you can redraw once.”

Spencer understood that although Ye Shiyu was slower than her, she could easily outrun the few ‘pigs’ in her club.

“Then I’ll redraw.”

So she reached into the box again.

One draw.

“A call to a father or mother.”

Just looking at that slip, Spencer bit her lip, her expression suddenly going pale.

You Anli Na seemed to catch on to her expression and asked,

“What’s wrong, Spencer? Ah, you got the same slip as Ye Shiyu!”

“…”

Spencer helplessly glanced to the side at You Anli Na, feeling completely defeated.

She trembled as she pulled out her phone, responding,

“N-nothing.”

“Good, then let’s start the match!”

You Anli Na nodded, smiling, and said so.

Pulling out her phone, she deftly dialed “00-1-212”, entering a number.

On the phone screen, the call interface marked “Mom” appeared.

Spencer bit her lip as she brought the phone to her ear.

“Beep~ beep~ beep~”

No one answered.

Spencer seemed all too accustomed to this, taking a deep breath and trying to laugh the situation off—letting Ye Shiyu win wouldn’t be such a big deal.

But just as she looked up, she saw Ye Shiyu had already connected and put her call on speaker.

“What’s up, Shiyu? I still have things to handle at the company.”

“Mom, we’re having a club battle relay and need to run 400 meters while keeping the call with you.”

“Right, your school is holding an event; I completely forgot!”

On the other end, Ye Lan’s cheerful voice came through.

“I’ve been a bit busy lately; let’s wait for the finals. I’ll come to see you and Little Huan then~”

“Okay.”

“Alright, run fast now, dear. I won’t hang up; I’m cheering for you!”

“Okay.”

Ye Shiyu hung up the call and looked at You Anli Na, asking,

“Is it okay now?”

“Ah, yes, Spencer’s side now…”

You Anli Na nodded, turning to Spencer.

But there, Spencer was frozen, staring blankly at her phone, her entire demeanor pale as if she had turned to ash.

“Spencer? You…”

Spencer numbly gazed at the seemingly emotionless Ye Shiyu, feeling as if she had just taken a crushing blow to the face, her eyes tearing up.

She extended a finger, pointing at Ye Shiyu, agitatedly declaring,

“Don’t think you’ve already won! Ye Shiyu! What if I let you win this time? It’s just my mom’s phone ran out of battery!”

Yan Huan wore an exasperated expression, repeating,

“…Ran out of battery?”

“Ugh!!”

Spencer bit her tongue, only realizing her slip of the tongue then, her entire face turning beet red.

Fuming, she shot a glare at Yan Huan, as if to say: If it weren’t for you mentioning that, no one would have noticed!

Then, pointing at Ye Shiyu again, she exclaimed,

“This round counts as your win, Ye Shiyu!”

“…”

Ye Shiyu uninterestedly replied to Ye Lan with something, then hung up the call, turning to Spencer.

Thus, it was a tie, one to one.

Now, it was time to execute the plan.

Ye Shiyu’s grip tightened on her phone, then as she moved towards You Anli Na to draw lots, she extended her left hand adorned with the electronic watch.

“Buzz, buzz, buzz~”

Hypnosis, activate!

A wave of chill surged up Yan Huan’s and Spencer’s spines, but compared to Yan Huan who scratched his head in confusion, Spencer looked immediately at Ye Shiyu, her brow furrowing deeply.

Ye Shiyu was cheating.

“…You Anli Na, I’ve drawn. This is my slip.”

Ye Shiyu hadn’t even drawn one yet; she simply reached for You Anli Na with vacant eyes and pulled out a prepared identical slip.

But if that was the case, Ye Shiyu could only hypnotize You Anli Na to confirm what she was about to draw; even though it made getting items easier, she still had to run, right?

Unless she could complicate things for Spencer.

Yan Huan blinked, suddenly recalling that Ye Shiyu had entered the arena with You Anli Na.

Could it be…

She’d already hypnotized You Anli Na before laying hands on Spencer’s box?

“Bang~”

Yan Huan looked at the box in front of Spencer, only to suddenly see her hair glow brilliantly, something resembling horns rising behind her.

“Woo woo woo~”

A chilling breeze swept across the field.

Spencer reached into the box and touched something, pulling it out.

Both girls opened their slips simultaneously, looking at each other, to find written,

“Student Council President.”

Ye Shiyu’s pupils contracted slightly, looking incredulously at Spencer.

This slip was prepared by her; it wasn’t even in the prize pool.

Except for two simpler slips, Spencer’s box was stuffed with all sorts of excessive ones Ye Shiyu had prepared.

How could there be an identical slip?

Unless

This chick also cheated?!

“Hehe, Student Council president, huh?”

Holding a slip identical to Ye Shiyu’s, Spencer momentarily paused, then turned to Ye Shiyu.

A wicked smile crept onto her face.