Chapter 240: Mu Sis is so cool!

Bai Yun heard this, immediately clutched her chest as if to faint, let out a wail and lunged at Mu Youyu, "Little Yu, how can I live without you!"

Her sobbing voice was full of grievance, yet there wasn't a trace of tears in her eyes, completely the picture of a pitiful little abandoned thing.

Wuwu, what should we do? The best sister in our class is going to skip a grade!

She'll be all alone.

She lunged too hastily, almost making Mu Youyu stumble; Jiang Liangjin reacted quickly, reaching out to steady Mu Youyu, "Don't pull her, what if she falls?"

Mu Xin nodded in satisfaction.

Mu Youyu was steadied by him, a warm sensation came from her waist, and she instinctively steadied herself, "I'm fine, I'm not over it that quickly."

Seeing her steady, Jiang Liangjin let go, following her meaning, "Around May."

Before the college entrance exam.

Mu Xin stood aside, finally got the exact time, so he could plan ahead from now on.

Bai Yun was still wailing on the spot, her little face scrunched up, "Then we won't see each other for a whole year!"

Mu Youyu sighed helplessly, "How could that be? We can still meet."

Mo Song was also reluctant.

Qing An chewed on a lollipop, watching with interest, then suddenly raised an eyebrow and proposed: "What's the big deal? Just skip a grade together, and you three can still be in the same class, keep chatting away."

Mu Xin glanced at him lightly, "So cultured, chattering away."

Qing An immediately raised his hand in surrender, putting on a placating smile, "Oh, Ah Xin, I was wrong, wrong, I shouldn't have said that last time—let me make it up to you!"

Mu Xin said nothing, just looked at his sister.

Everyone was amused by his demeanor, and the earlier sadness faded a bit.

Bai Yun also stopped her sobbing, sighed, and sprang to her feet; she wasn't unreasonable, looking at Mu Youyu with eyes full of pride, "Indeed, with your grades, staying in sophomore year is truly a waste—you'll surely move up to senior year to aim for top scorer."

But just as she spoke, her face fell again, "Skipping a grade could be tried, but it's hard to say with my older brother."

And there's still a test to take.

Mu Youyu soothed her with a few gentle words, and Bai Yun reluctantly relented.

Leng Yueyou undoubtedly won first place in the girls' 1500 meters.

The 1500 has two batches, each with a gold medal.

The girl on the podium wore a sports outfit, her expression still unchanged, she nodded lightly when receiving the medal, prompting cheers from below.

Next up was Mo Song's 1500 meters; class A prepared a banner for her early on, knowing this academic ace usually buried herself in books.

She rarely sets foot on the track, let alone practices running, so nobody expected her to win.

Worried Mo Song might feel too much pressure, they made another banner, unusually modest, just writing an encouraging sentence.

When the starting gun fired, Mo Song initially indeed fell to the back, her steps steady, showing no urgency; everyone thought she was just there to participate.

Who knew that, upon reaching the last 200 meters, she would whoosh past everyone from the rear; at the moment she crossed the line, the whole stadium fell silent for an instant, then erupted in thunderous cheers.

The crowd surged forward to encircle her, even more excited than when Leng Yueyou received her award.

"Holy crap! Our academic ace is too amazing."

Bai Yun squeezed to the front, grabbing her arm with an incredulous look, "Song Song, you can do it! Hiding your talents!"

Mo Song was supported by her and Leng Yueyou on either side; after catching her breath, she said, "Keep it low-key."

She still often goes for morning runs.

Mu Youyu was also genuinely surprised; she quickly walked over and handed her a bottle of warm water, the cap already unscrewed—exactly what Jiang Liangjin had just loosened for her.

After Mo Song took a sip of water, the sports committee came running over to remind her, "Yu Yu, there's still a 4×400 meter final; you can go check in."

Mu Youyu blinked at the words, then remembered she had also signed up for the relay, frowning in puzzlement, "Why schedule the final after the long-distance race? Who has the energy to relay right after running?"

Jiang Liangjin also thought it unreasonable.

The sports committee scratched his head, "I don't know."

Mu Xin stepped forward to comfort: "If you're tired, just sit it out and find a substitute."

Qing An also urged her to find a substitute: "Exactly, it's just a sports meet for fun."

Jiang Liangjin gazed at her intensely, "Right."

Mu Youyu resigned, "I'm not tired either, I was just saying."

She's been watching the matches these past two days, not running.

Saying that, she pulled Bai Yun and the other two girls who had signed up toward the check-in area.

Jiang Liangjin followed closely behind, silently staying at her side, whispering, "Don't worry about placement; I'll be waiting for you at the finish line."

Mu Youyu looked back at him; sunlight fell on his brows and eyes, making his deep gaze especially gentle.

The sports committee also nodded, "Exactly, we've got enough points—we beat second place by a full 101 points; this year ends low-key again!"

Even the one who pressures her, Jin Ge, doesn't dare to pressure her!

She smiled with curved eyes, "I know."

The four each took their own lanes; Mu Youyu was in lane three, having just warmed up her wrists and ankles, when a clear, familiar female voice suddenly rang in her ears, tinged with excitement: "Mu Sis! Go for it!"

Mu Youyu startled, her gaze instantly shifting from Jiang Liangjin to the trackside.

Only to see Liu Wanwan wearing a pair of light-tinted sunglasses, waving with a bright smile.

Standing beside her were Feng Cen and Yu Yu.

Feng Cen remained as before, in a trendy-brand hoodie, wearing a baseball cap, his brows and eyes expressive.

Yu Yu wore a short-sleeved short-skirt uniform from Sheng Luo Middle School, her long hair draped over her shoulders; compared to her previous gloomy demeanor, she finally broke into a cheerful smile, her brows and eyes relaxed.

She seemed much more lively, like a little sun that had shed its gloom, returning to her former self.

Mu Youyu raised an eyebrow and made a heart gesture toward them.

Feng Cen immediately shouted at the top of his lungs, voice booming: "Mu Sis is so cool! Charge!"

Yu Yu, seeing that there was no one she knew here, didn't bother with anything and shouted, 'Mu Youyu, go for it!'

These few words drew the gaze of most people by the track toward Mu Youyu.

Who are they?

A female student suddenly widened her eyes, pointed at Yu Yu, excitedly grabbed her companion's arm, and exclaimed, 'Holy shit! That girl is Yu Yu! She's the art big shot from the aristocratic private high school in A City, the sole perfect-score gold medalist in this year's National Youth Art Competition—so awesome!'

Her companion also recognized her, saying, 'I just remembered—I thought she was the aloof academic type.'

'I saw her at the last competition too; in person she's super aloof, and my teacher even wanted to take her as a disciple, but she politely refused.'

'Wow, she knows Artist Name Yue Shu—no wonder she's so amazing!'

'As expected, big shots only hang out with big shots.'

Yu Yu, thinking no one knew her, froze, then took Liu Wanwan's sunglasses and put them on her face, covering half of it.

Liu Wanwan always dotes on this little girl, so she naturally wouldn't mind.

Seeing this, Feng Cen thoughtfully took off his own baseball cap, placed it on her head, lowered the brim, and said, 'It's fine, no one will recognize you now.'

The murmuring reached her ears, but Mu Youyu didn't care at all; she just smiled and waved at Liu Wanwan and the two others, and when she turned her gaze back to the track, she happened to meet Jiang Liangjin's eyes.

He stood by the track, his gaze locked on her; seeing her look over, he raised his hand and made a heart gesture with slightly bent fingertips, as if responding to her earlier heart.