"President! President! President!"

"Ssh... Ssh..."

"No really, does the president have such a good figure? I've never seen it before!"

"Is this freaking shimmering or what?"

Because of Yahashiki's drone broadcast, the scene below was displayed on the big screen, drawing everyone's attention to Yan Huan's figure.

Thus, temporarily suppressing the disgust towards Spencer, and the puzzlement about Yan Huan joining the Hentai Club.

Sakuragi Hitomi stared blankly at Yan Huan below, who cast aside all and wholeheartedly fought for Spencer, feeling both joy and sorrow, an uneasy feeling.

She was happy that the president was still the president in her heart, and she knew this was what he would do.

So before, when the president, altered by her own common sense, said "Peeping is just a normal thing," it completely broke her down, and she'd rather confess all her despicable deeds than continue that way.

At that time, she truly felt it was a defilement of the president.

But now, why does Sakuragi Hitomi feel like she's struggling to breathe, and her chest aches painfully?

Perhaps just because...

The person the president is venturing all for, isn't herself?

Sakuragi Hitomi took a deep breath, trying to distract herself by looking at her mother next to her.

But she saw her mother holding her phone up just like all the other girls around, capturing the image of the handsome young man with his upper body bare.

While taking pictures, she excitedly said,

"Wow, look, Hitomi, I took a clear shot, the muscles on your president's body… wow, so strong, he must be very powerful..."

"Mom!!"

Sakuragi Hitomi's face reddened, completely breaking down.

On the other side of the stand, in the sophomore section, Ye Shiyu's feelings were similar.

Watching the girls around her recording Yan Huan on their phones, she felt like stabbing someone.

But looking at her mother beside her, who covered her mouth, relieved that Yan Huan's now deceased birth mother would be comforted, Ye Shiyu had no good way to show it.

She just silently reached for her phone, planning to record this segment...

Forgot, her phone had been confiscated by Ye Lan.

In Holy Heart Hospital, even An Bang, who had been focusing on his phone, couldn't help but look up at the TV where the graceful young man was and appreciatively said,

"This kid Yan Huan, I knew he was extraordinary since he was little."

"Yes..."

Listening to the praises from the parents, An Le smiled faintly, somewhat relieved, and continued watching Yan Huan on screen.

But inside, his feelings are probably as complicated as Sakuragi Hitomi's, right?

...

...

"..."

On the green grass field, the sunlight broke through the clouds again, casting an explosive backdrop, just like the blood-red color of the synthetic track.

Having made that decision, Yan Huan finally turned back and looked at Spencer, still kneeling on the ground, eyes wide looking at him.

"Yan... Huan..."

Her eyes, still filled with tears, no longer solely in the peacock-like beautiful eyes of her own, made her heartbeat suddenly accelerate.

Hearing her own unclear call, Yan Huan blinked before not blaming her, but instead seriously extended a hand toward her and asked.

"So, what do you say, President Spencer, shall we continue the match?"

"..."

Looking at the hand extended towards her, Spencer's face still seemed a bit stunned.

But her body seemed to make a choice for her beforehand.

Spencer's hand, drawn by the hand Yan Huan extended, trembled as she raised it, wanting to reach him.

"Slap!"

The next second, Yan Huan's hand proactively moved forward, tightly grabbing hers.

His strong palm, enveloped with scorching warmth, dived into the icy depths of despair, pulling her out of the abyss of giving up on everything without hesitation.

"Click, click, click!"

Behind her, the previously shattered modifier, detached from her body, gradually repaired itself and returned to her body, causing anyone who saw it to sigh in pity.

But Yan Huan still looked at her intently, waiting for her response.

In that sincere gaze, in that unequivocal trust, tears involuntarily seeped out of Spencer's eyes again.

She sniffled, instinctively not wanting others to see her vulnerability, so she hurriedly wiped away her tears.

But at the same time, her body also firmly stood up, and she resolutely responded to Yan Huan,

"Yes!"

Yan Huan nodded, then, along with Spencer behind him who still had tears shimmering in her eyes, looked towards the powerful opponent in front.

"..."

But then, seeing Owen with his arms crossed, looking at Yan Huan and Spencer, his expression grew solemn.

In his mind, he repeatedly chewed over the words Yan Huan had just said...

But he still couldn't understand, how doing this for someone like Spencer had anything to do with becoming the student council president.

But hearing the cheers for Yan Huan from the spectators in the stands around them, he suddenly came to terms with it.

That would only lead to one outcome...

Battle!

Thinking of this, Owen closed his eyes, took a deep breath.

The next second, he suddenly opened his mouth, shouting loudly,

"Hua Zhaofeng! Get your ass here!!"

"Ah... President... President..."

Outside the arena, Hua Zhaofeng, hidden among the Track and Field Club crowd, shrank slightly due to this sudden yell.

He didn't expect Jiang Yun to record everything, and at the moment of the revelation, he felt like dying.

Thinking about the terrible Golden Lion Group, pondering his uncertain future, he sat dazed at ringside, but at that moment was shouted back to reality by Owen's yell.

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