CHAPTER 1481: CHAPTER 1482: HEY, YU ZIXIAO

You shrugged at Zhao Lirong and said with a smile, "Oh, my selective syndrome acted up. I was just wondering whether to step with my left foot or right foot. Of course, I finally decided to step with the left foot first, left before right."

"You..." For a moment, Zhao Lirong was too angry to speak.

Originally, there were no students with sports talents in the elite class. It was hard enough to have someone like you who could easily win the championship, but you turned out to be a weirdo, almost making Zhao Lirong faint with anger.

After Zhao Lirong left in a huff, Xiao Feng and the others hurried over, and Zhang Dabao immediately started complaining, "Boss, what were you doing just now, just giving away the championship for free like that."

"What’s so good about being a champion?" Saying this, you turned to ask a girl next to you whose name you didn’t know, "So, what do you think, was my final leg movement cool or not?"

"Cool! Super awesome!"

In fact, the students admired your courage to stand up to the teacher more. Although it was just fun and mischief, it actually reflects the reality of youth—it seems brainless, but every time you think back, it’s interesting.

You put your arms around Xiao Feng and Zhang Dabao, smiled at the two of them, and said, "Come, let me tell you why I did that just now. Think about it, is it more memorable to be a champion or to do something like I just did?"

"Of course, it’s the just... oh—"

"I get it!"

Xiao Feng and Zhang Dabao suddenly realized.

"Hehe, understood, right? It’s just like those talent shows. Super Girl has been going on for years, right? Besides Brother Chun, you don’t remember any other champions, do you?"

"Hey, when you put it like that, I guess so."

"No, our Brother Yu was also the Super Boy champion! He was really popular, like fireworks!" At this moment, a girl, who seemed like you’d never seen her before, spoke up.

"Mars’ giant baby is practically on the same altar as Brother Chun, you know." Saying this, you winked at that girl.

"Exactly!" Xiao Feng and Zhang Dabao nodded in agreement.

"It’s all about hype, really. What’s there to say?"

At this moment, Chen Susu suddenly chimed in, making everyone around turn to look.

"You said it, I didn’t say anything, la la la la."

You skipped away in high spirits.

"Right, we didn’t hear anything, just the sound of the wind and rain, uh hmm hmm~~" Xiao Feng even sang a long note at the end.

However, before the three of you got far, Chen Susu added something that nearly made the three of you trip, "But, they have money for hype, what do you have? Eye boogers?"

The day was spent joyfully and bustlingly like this.

You walked toward Yan Zisu, who had been sitting like a wooden person in the corner of the stands, surrounded by the resentful gazes of dozens of girls.

Reaching out to take the full-English version of "Dream of the Red Mansion" from Yan Zisu’s hand, you sat down next to her and said, "You must balance work and rest in doing things. You can’t finish reading all the books, and human time is limited. If you can’t spend it happily in the limited time you have, then living would be meaningless."

"Mm." Yan Zisu never argued with you. She just nodded slightly with a faint smile, agreeing with your point.

The next morning, you had nothing to do and planned to loaf around at home watching TV, but your mother kicked you out. With nowhere else to go, you rode your bike to the classroom, only to find three people studying there.

At first glance was Yan Zisu, followed by the slightly chubby math class representative with black-framed glasses, and then—ha, Yu Zixiao.

As usual, you greeted with a yawn but didn’t sit at your own desk. Instead, you sat down next to Yan Zisu, at the empty seat beside her. Then, you slumped your neck, resting your head and face against the desk, watching Yan Zisu who was intently doing exercises with half-open eyes.

"Li Muyun, if you want to sleep, go to your own seat. Don’t disturb others." Yu Zixiao couldn’t stand it any longer, finally standing up and speaking out to stop you.

You usually couldn’t be bothered to deal with Yu Zixiao, but you happened to be in a good mood today, so you looked up and smiled at him, "I’m happy, I’m willing, so what? Besides, Classmate Yan didn’t say anything; it’s not your place to intervene."

Hate and fury suddenly flashed across Yu Zixiao’s face, and he took a step forward, but calmed down by the second step. He knew well he wasn’t your match—"Small patience is better than big schemes, just wait, I’ll make you beg for mercy!"

Out of sight, out of mind, Yu Zixiao held back his anger, grabbed his backpack, and left.

"Tch, spineless. I thought we might even have a fight."

Yan Zisu, who had been working on her exercises, suddenly turned her head to look at you, and softly said, her voice gentle, "Don’t be like that, the class rep is just looking out for you."

You shrugged and smiled at Yan Zisu.

Unable to withstand your direct gaze, Yan Zisu lowered her head again, knowing her words wouldn’t change you, and continued to focus on her exercises.

And you, at some point, fell asleep again.

It was a dream again, but this time it felt much more real than usual.

"Captain, wake up!"

Through the shaking, you heard a familiar voice. When you slightly opened your eyes, you found over a dozen faces that couldn’t be more familiar in front of you.

"You... you all..." You were too shocked to speak, just staring wide-eyed.

"Captain, we’re about to reach the destination, give us your orders quickly."

Turning your head, you realized it was Gong Wu speaking. At this time, Gong Wu was fully equipped, from helmet to shoes, all his gear covered in a matte black coating. Even if light shone on him, it wouldn’t reflect.

Looking around at the others, their gear was just like Gong Wu’s, and when you extended your hands, you found yourself the same.

Am I back?

You could hardly believe what you were seeing, now finding yourself in a slightly swaying carriage. Though small, it seated ten people.

"Captain, stop dawdling, give the order now." The only female in the team spoke, her skin as dark as the males’, with a plain yet very pleasing face, wearing similar attire except she held a large-caliber sniper rifle as tall as she was.

Your eyes slowly swept over the people in front of you. Among these familiar faces, a part of them were already gone forever.

Taking a deep breath, you slowly adjusted your heart rate before asking Gong Wu, "Tell everyone what the mission objective is this time."