Juren High.
The crown jewel of secondary education in Shanghai.
It was a place where students were polished into scholars and where the elite minds of tomorrow were shaped.
Yet, despite its reputation for academic excellence, there was one thing that truly set Juren High apart from all the other prestigious schools in the city—basketball.
The moment the bell rang for morning assembly, the school came alive.
Students streamed into the halls, chattering excitedly about the latest games, upcoming tournaments, and, of course, the man of the hour—Jian Niu.
Jian Niu was a name that echoed through the halls of Juren High.
Everyone knew him.
Whether they admired him, envied him, or secretly feared him, one thing was certain—Jian Niu was the king of the court.
His footsteps were followed by a chorus of greetings as he made his way down the hallway, heading toward his classroom.
"Morning, Jian!"
