Teng Yi sat in the temporary office behind the podium, legs crossed, watching Tian Cheng and a male student named Wang Jing organize the cheering scripts on the desk. The bustling noise from the sports field made the room feel particularly peaceful in contrast.

“You’re about to compete, why aren’t you practicing? What are you doing here?” Tian Cheng turned around.

“I’m here to soak in the competition atmosphere.”

“How is your competition anything like this sports meet?”

“How is it not?” Teng Yi fiddled with the stapler on the desk. “The competitive spirit, it’s all connected. Street dance is also a form of competition.”

Just as Tian Cheng was about to agree with this reasoning, the cloth curtain serving as a door was lifted, and a petite female student walked in. She greeted Tian Cheng, placed some documents on the desk, then walked over to Wang Jing’s side.

“Wang Jing, that Ruan Yu from your class fainted,” the girl deliberately lowered her voice, but everyone in the room heard her words.

“Really?”

“Yes, I saw them taking her to the infirmary.”

Before Wang Jing could ask for more details, Teng Yi suddenly sprang up from his chair with a “whoosh.”

“Teacher Tian, I’m leaving first.”

Before Tian Cheng could respond, he had already lifted the curtain and left.

Wang Jing wanted to follow but didn’t dare – the broadcast was about to begin, and as the main announcer, he absolutely couldn’t slip away at this crucial moment.

The field remained incredibly lively, with continuous announcements for check-ins, starting gunshots, and cheering voices filling the air.

Teng Yi quickly descended the stairs, passed through the corridor, and went to the infirmary.

There was only one female school nurse in the infirmary, who was about to close the window when she saw Teng Yi approach. She paused.

“Has something else happened?” the nurse asked.

“No, I’m looking for someone.”

Teng Yi peered through the window – the room was empty, with no one else inside.

“The girl who fainted during the three-kilometer run?”

“Yes.”

“She woke up long ago, rested here for a while, and just left.”

“Thank you.”

Teng Yi expressed his thanks and turned back the way he came.

He wanted to make a phone call to check on the situation, but when he took out his phone, he realized he didn’t have Ruan Yu’s contact information. Teng Hao would certainly have it, but at this hour, he should be in class.

“Ruan Yu, you fainted on purpose, didn’t you? Then you took the chance to badmouth me to Teacher Cai, right?”

A sharp accusation suddenly came from behind the equipment room. The name the girl mentioned made Teng Yi stop in his tracks. He turned his head and saw Ruan Yu standing with a girl wearing a high ponytail under the osmanthus tree.

Faced with the girl’s questioning, Ruan Yu didn’t offer any defense. She tried to leave but was grabbed by the girl.

“I’m asking you a question! Answer me!”

“Yes.”

“Heh, so you admit it?”

“Yes, I deliberately fainted and took the opportunity to tell on you behind your back, to make things difficult for you.”

“You…”

“How does it feel?”

The high-ponytailed girl’s mouth full of words was suddenly stopped by this question.

Ruan Yu’s expression was cold, her bright black eyes like the muzzle of a gun: “You Yuexuan, I’m warning you – if you don’t like me, go ahead and target me, but don’t drag my roommates into this. Otherwise, I have plenty of ways to give you a taste of your own medicine.”