Chapter 546: A Special Move

Jun Chenling felt helpless for a moment, saw through everything but didn't want to expose it, and ultimately chose to keep speaking.

"He still has an older brother above him, named Shi Yan. The Shi family's external affairs are basically handled by that brother, and Shi Che is just an errand runner."

Mu Youyu silently recited the two brothers' names in her heart, confirming she had never heard or seen them in any situation in Y Guo, and bluntly said: "They don't sound like people from Y Guo."

Jun Chenling chuckled, "The Shi family's ancestors were from Z Country; they moved to Y Guo several hundred years ago, took root, and passed down generation after generation, with the Z Country name coming first. Their full names are too long, so when they introduce themselves they use their Z Country name, and people who know them generally just call them by the Shi surname."

He paused slightly, then added: "As the heir, Shi Yan has the most say in the family; everyone younger than him in this generation is rather afraid of him. However, Shi Che is not completely useless; in recent years he has enjoyed extremely high prestige in M Guo's investment circles, with connections everywhere. Mentioning his name in M Guo basically guarantees face."

That's what his subordinates have said—this person often acts as an errand runner for his brother in Y Guo.

Mu Youyu became interested and asked: "Is he more capable than Ling-gege?"

Jun Chenling raised his chin, "I'm not going to compare myself with him on this—we're not on the same track… but, little sister, didn't you say he harassed you? I can still warn him about that."

Mu Youyu blinked, didn't decline, and said: "Then trouble Ling-gege."

Jiang Liangjin also didn't decline, saying: "Yes, trouble Ling-gege."

Jun Chenling said in a flat tone: "... Not troublesome."

At month's end, the long-awaited sports meet of C University students began.

This school's sports meet differs from ordinary schools'; rather than saying it's a sports-and-entertainment competition, it's more like a large gathering among the various departments.

The opening ceremony featured college floats parading, sponsorship booths set up beside the track, and even a few exhibition matches with celebrity guests.

Students' enthusiasm for participating in the sports meet far outweighed their attitude toward final exams, with heated discussion already underway a week prior.

The Art School's formation was handled by freshmen; Mo Yuan posted a notice in the class group, requiring each class to contribute at least ten people for the opening ceremony parade.

At that time, school leaders and sponsor representatives will score on site, with the top-ranking colleges receiving extra funding.

Mu Youyu was urged by teachers and several classmates to go, said to show off before other specialized classes and uphold the college's image.

She finally agreed helplessly, and didn't forget to bring Jiang Liangjin along.

The sports meet opening ceremony was set for Monday morning at nine o'clock.

Mu Youyu arrived at the edge of the playground, which was already packed with people; each college's formation was making final preparations in the staging area.

The Art School's position was nearest to the track, with the best view; Mu Youyu pulled Jiang Liangjin and walked for a while before arriving.

Mo Yuan stood at the front of the formation, holding a flag bearing the college emblem, and was confirming the entry order with a teacher from the Sports Department beside him.

"Here?"

Mo Yuan saw the two approaching and said: "You two stand one in front of the other; I won't separate you. Just follow that float when the time comes—no need for any special movements."

Mu Youyu gave an "oh" and obediently took her assigned spot in the first row.

Jiang Liangjin stood behind her, his bangs blown up by the wind.

At a glance, their outfits showed they weren't thrown together last minute—matching style and color, even their sneakers were the same limited-edition brand.

Qiao Xin poked her head out from the second row, lowered her voice: "Goddess, are you two here to participate in the sports meet or to shoot a pictorial?"

Mu Youyu casually replied: "You too."

Qiao Xin half-covered her face, her heart thumping with excitement—she felt alive!

The broadcast announced in Mandarin and foreign language once each, asking each college's formation to report to their designated positions and wait.

The entrance music then started up, and the stands were already full of people.

The Art School's formation was seventh to enter; after waiting about twenty minutes, the preceding colleges filed through one by one, and when it was their turn Mu Youyu was already a bit bored, her smile turning stiff.

To keep up her image and persona, Mu Youyu didn't let the corner of her mouth drop.

She followed behind the flag, walking at a normal pace; as she passed the presidium, she instinctively glanced sideways with her peripheral vision.

Several school leaders were lowering their heads to flip through their order sheets; a few happened to meet her gaze, smiled, and someone even waved.

Mu Youyu felt that there were many acquaintances here.

The opening ceremony proceeded smoothly, and Mu Youyu and her companion naturally didn't do anything special.

Since the results would be announced later, Mu Youyu simply pulled Jiang Liangjin to go watch the competition at the venue.

Walking up to the trackside, Xu Zhiying was standing not far off, holding a large bag and gazing in a certain direction.

Following her gaze, Mu Youyu saw a female student in a school uniform walking toward them, her long hair tied into a ponytail.

She immediately recognized her—Xu Ying, a first-year graduate student from the Music Institute, who had previously approached Mu Xi in the Music Institute's lounge to discuss performance style.

She said the performance style matched her research focus and she wanted to get acquainted.

Mu Youyu tugged at her boyfriend's sleeve.

Jiang Liangjin narrowed his eyes, looked up, and asked: "What's up?"

The words she was about to say got stuck; Mu Youyu helplessly asked: "What time did you actually go to sleep?"

"Just ten o'clock."

"Really?"

"All right, two a. m."

Mu Youyu has recently adjusted her schedule, feeling that staying up this late is truly tiring and bad for her skin, and asked: "What were you doing?"

Jiang Liangjin tried to find an excuse: "I had a late-night snack?"

Mu Youyu had no intention of entertaining that, and planned to go find Mu Xi.

Seeing that, Jiang Liangjin's sleepiness vanished completely, and he quickly replied: "Actually, I couldn't sleep because I was thinking of you."

When Mu Youyu turned her head back, his eyes were blinking, making the tiny tear mole at the corner of his left eye especially clear and distinct.

Jiang Liangjin leaned in slightly, his breath faint, and lowered his voice amid the surrounding noise: "I'm not lying."

Mu Youyu straightened her small face: "Oh."

Jiang Liangjin, charmed, moved even closer, putting an arm around her shoulder before he could say anything, when Mu Youyu spoke: "Second brother said, here at school we need to be mindful of influence."

Jiang Liangjin laughed and replied: "I don't want second brother's say, I want A You's."

The two thus half-reluctantly walked toward the far end of the track.

Mu Xi stood a few steps away, looking this way with a blank Expression.

Jiang Liangjin leaned over to put his arm around his sister's shoulder; even from over ten meters away he could see it clearly.

He even felt that Jiang Liangjin's sense of boundaries in public settings had regressed inversely with time.

Song Lujing yawned, "They're talking about you; I can tell from reading their lips."

After submitting proof that he didn't need to attend class, he stayed in the training room, feeling every day that he wasn't getting enough sleep.

I'm just here to play around.

Mu Xi, who hadn't heard anything, only believed himself: "You're lying."