The fencing club’s activity room was quite spacious, bustling with roughly thirty to forty people. Some, in professional fencing attire, were engaged in fierce sparring matches.
Others, dressed in casual clothes, stood on the sidelines, applauding and cheering. The atmosphere was incredibly lively.
The fencing match, already underway, appeared to be an evenly matched contest, with no immediate victor discernible. It filled the onlookers with a palpable anxiety, each person fretting over their preferred contender.
Fencing was an ancient yet elegant ‘sport of knights’.
Clad in handsome white uniforms, donning mysterious masks, and wielding graceful longswords, fencers would raise their blades to their brows, saluting each other before a clash. Even when facing a formidable opponent, they never forgot courtesy and grace.
This inherent elegance imbued the sport with a refined, gentlemanly aura.
As a ‘rich and willful’ aristocratic academy, it was no surprise that Feng Hua High’s fencing club was immensely popular. After all, it was only natural for affluent second-generation students, with their various private tutors, to cultivate unique hobbies.
Feng Hua High boasted over five hundred existing clubs, spanning a vast range of interests. Even obscure societies like the ‘Alien Research Club’ and the ‘Do Elves Really Exist Club’ had sprouted up, not to mention countless other bizarre organizations.
Jiang Zhe felt rather fortunate that Ning Ran didn’t have any particularly unusual hobbies. Among the clubs she had signed up for, fencing was her absolute favorite, finding it both stress-relieving and enjoyable.
This was precisely why they had arranged to meet at the fencing club. However, the moment Jiang Zhe stepped through the door, carrying the lottery box, the first person to spot him let out a gasp of surprise.
This immediately drew the attention of everyone else.
As if a domino effect had been triggered, the spectators who had been engrossed in the fencing match uniformly turned their heads, their gazes fixed on Jiang Zhe. They were all incredibly curious about the most beautiful school heartthrob of Feng Hua High.
After all, Jiang Zhe, despite his ‘widespread reputation for beauty,’ disliked being in the spotlight. He spent his days gloomily and silently in corners, avoiding contact with others and rarely venturing out.
This meant that interested students could only learn about Jiang Zhe through photographs.
However, the photos were so strikingly handsome that many people voiced doubts.
‘He must have used a beauty filter!’
‘Is this really Feng Hua’s most beautiful young man?’
‘A beauty filter can turn an egg with drawn features into a beautiful girl, let alone a person. Don’t you know how many internet celebrities have ‘crashed and burned’? Perhaps Jiang Zhe is the next one.’
In short, because the photos were too good, many disbelieved their authenticity, assuming they were faked.
Yet, at this very moment, after seeing him in person, they discovered that someone could indeed be even more handsome than their photographs.
Just look at his rosy lips and pearly teeth, his eyes as deep as black obsidian. When he blinked, his long eyelashes fanned out like delicate brushes, and his soft, slightly upturned black hair only enhanced his beauty. Even though his physique appeared slender, this very fragility added to his endearing charm.
‘Where did this beautiful little puppy come from?’
‘He’s absolutely adorable!’
Unlike the crowd at the gymnasium, who had already interacted with him for some time, the students in the fencing club were from various grades. Most of them had only heard of Jiang Zhe but had never actually seen him.
Upon seeing him in person, they could only conclude that the rumors had certainly not exaggerated!
With Jiang Zhe’s debut-worthy looks, he truly deserved the title of Feng Hua’s most beautiful young man!
Perhaps the human pursuit of beauty is always the highest priority. The thrilling fencing match, which had previously captivated them, suddenly lost its allure. One by one, people subtly shifted their feet, pretending to casually drift closer to Jiang Zhe.
Most of them were girls, their eyes alight with fervent admiration. Some of the bolder ones had already taken the initiative.
“Hello, big brother! This is my first time seeing you. I’m a first-year junior. Can I add you as a friend?”
The bold first-year junior, new to Feng Hua High, wore her hair in pigtails. Not having classes, she wasn’t in her school uniform, so her petite figure was adorned in a cute Lolita dress. Her excellent makeup skills made her appear as exquisite as a doll.
She was an impressive eight out of ten in looks, even without any beauty filter enhancement—a rare beauty indeed.
As she spoke, she glanced at Jiang Zhe with a shy expression, yet secretly resolved to reel in this ‘big fish’.
She believed that with her exceptional cuteness, no man could resist her charm!
If she could make him her boyfriend, it would bring her immense prestige wherever they went.
“No, thank you, not interested.”
Unfortunately, Jiang Zhe ignored her, offering a polite triple rejection. He had an important matter to resolve at the fencing club and no time to entertain the ‘little peach blossoms’ fluttering around him, nor to deal with irrelevant women.
Had he been one to love every person he met, he would have been a notorious playboy before transmigrating into the game.
Jiang Zhe had always been as ruthless as autumn winds sweeping fallen leaves when it came to women he wasn’t interested in. He didn’t even spare a glance at the Lolita junior’s face, which instantly contorted in frustration. Instead, he scanned the crowd, searching for Ning Ran.
They had already agreed to meet at the fencing club, and Jiang Zhe didn’t believe Ning Ran was the type of girl to be late.
However, after sweeping his gaze around, he couldn’t find her, leaving Jiang Zhe somewhat puzzled.
This obvious search for someone piqued the curiosity of the surrounding girls. Although the Lolita junior had been rejected, some girls, who simply appreciated his good looks, immediately volunteered to help, asking, “Who are you looking for?”
“I’m looking for Ning Ran.”
“!!!”
Jiang Zhe didn’t refuse the offer of help. However, the moment he uttered Ning Ran’s name, the people around him immediately gasped softly, their faces filled with shock, as if they had just witnessed an alien invasion.
This unexpected reaction made Jiang Zhe raise an eyebrow. He understood their surprise, as the rumors between him and Ning Ran hadn’t fully spread to every corner of the school, and their veracity was uncertain. Furthermore, Ning Ran’s arrogant, trouble-seeking nature meant no one dared provoke her.
No male dared to associate themselves with Ning Ran for marketing purposes!
Lin Moshu was an exception due to a family arranged marriage, but other men shouldn’t even dream of getting close to Ning Ran.
Now, with Jiang Zhe actively seeking her out, everyone immediately became excited, sensing a major scoop was about to unfold.
How thrilling!
“Senior, you must have the wrong name! Senior Ning Ran isn’t someone just anyone can seek out, you know~”
Upon hearing Jiang Zhe’s intention to find Ning Ran, the Lolita junior, who had just been rudely rejected, spoke with obvious displeasure. Love and hate shifted in an instant; the same admiration and longing she had felt for Jiang Zhe’s looks now transformed into intense dislike and resentment.
If he couldn’t be hers, why hold back? Why wait until New Year’s to confront him?
Who was Ning Ran?
Feng Hua’s most beautiful, most powerful, and most formidable woman! Such a perfect girl had always been an untouchable high-mountain flower. Jiang Zhe was merely a commoner; even with his handsome face, he wasn’t even qualified to polish her shoes.
She was certain Ning Ran wasn’t a superficial woman who judged by looks.
“He came to find me. What concern is that of yours? If you have nothing better to do, eat one less bowl of rice. That way, you won’t be so full you have nothing to do.”
However, no sooner had the Lolita junior’s words fallen than one of the two fencers, who had stopped sparring, removed their white helmet. A cascade of red curly hair was revealed as Ning Ran lightly shook her head.
Her attendant, seeing this, quickly stepped forward with a handkerchief to wipe her sweat. Ning Ran, however, swept a mocking glance over the Lolita junior, her sharp tongue already in action.
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