Ye Youran and the other students in the class all thought that Ye Tianxin had been having fun while she was away from school. They did not know that Li Qingcang had been helping Ye Tianxin with her studies.
Ye Tianxin did not get much sun in the capital, so her skin was pale but smooth.
When she smiled, the phrase, "the face that launched a thousand ships," flashed through Di Shanshi's mind.
"I'm just afraid that someone will be a sore loser. Ye Youran, have you thought it through? If you lose, you have to go up the stage and dance during the flag-raising ceremony."
Ye Youran had thought about this. Her grades had been stable during this period. How could she possibly lose?
If someone were to lose, it would be Ye Tianxin.
"I won't lose!" Ye Youran replied confidently.
Ye Tianxin nodded and said, "So you think I'll be the one who will lose?"
"Of course, it would be you, Ye Tianxin!"
