Chapter 17

Apart from math class, Jiang Zhiyu liked other subjects quite a bit. She used to not understand why some people didn’t like attending classes, but now she realized: teachers tend to favor outstanding students, especially certain teachers.

Now, she had become one of the disliked students. In math class, she had to keep a low profile, suppressing her brilliance and scribbling down answers she could get right without even thinking.

This week, the math teacher didn’t make things hard for her but simply let her be.

Even though she had been the top scorer in the college entrance exam, if she were to take it again, the constantly changing question bank meant that she might not achieve the same score again.

After a whole day of intense study, there was finally a class for relaxation: physical education.

Lin Yeci was not only the class monitor but also the sports committee member. Under his leadership, the male and female students lined up according to their height and made their way to the sports field.

The PE teacher was quite satisfied with Lin Yeci and always looked at him with admiration.

Of course, the PE class also included students from the neighboring class, which was Ye Muwan’s class. Although she was a girl, she was the sports committee member in her class.

She stood with her chest out and head held high, exuding confidence. It was hard for any boy to refuse such a beauty.

The PE teacher stood in front of both classes, leading them in warm-up exercises while shouting instructions, “One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Two, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.”

Lin Yeci and Ye Muwan led the exercises in front of their respective classes, making nearly everyone think they were a perfect match.

After the warm-up, the PE teacher turned around, his broad chest muscles looking incredibly strong. “Now we’ll start running five laps. Female students with special conditions may step aside.”

Jiang Zhiyu was the first to stand on the teacher’s right side, along with a few other students.

The PE teacher widened his chest and cast a fierce look at Jiang Zhiyu, “You again? Are you allergic to your period or something? One month every time? Three hundred and sixty-five days a year?”

Jiang Zhiyu clutched her stomach, half-laughing, half-crying. The original owner really ruined her. Her tone was pleading, eyes watering, “Teacher, I swear, this time it’s real~”

The PE teacher rolled his eyes at her, “You always say that. You’re making me punish you. Now you’ll run five extra laps!”

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“Not only does she want to avoid the run, but she’s also annoying the teacher,” a girl from the neighboring class snickered.

Seeing Jiang Zhiyu still not move, the PE teacher said, “Can’t you learn from the sports committee member in the neighboring class? She’s a girl too, yet she’s so excellent! Hurry up and run!”

Excellent… Jiang Zhiyu couldn’t help but laugh. Being a sports committee member didn’t require running. You just needed to flatter the teacher. Of course, she would be “excellent”!

Lin Yeci hesitated, his expression uncertain. Last night, when Jiang Zhiyu sneaked out of the room, he had seen the pink sanitary pad package, which proved she was indeed on her period. But if he said it out loud, people would think he was a pervert…

“Teacher, I think Jiang might really be unwell,” Lin Yeci said, his face reddening. He couldn’t bring himself to mention seeing her with the sanitary pad, and anyway, he couldn’t convince everyone by himself.

The PE teacher patted Lin Yeci’s shoulder with his thick elbow, “You’re still too young. Don’t let this kind of student fool you.”

“And if she really is unwell, what do we do?”

“Enough!” The PE teacher was growing impatient. “I’ve already said everything, and you still don’t believe me? Fine, you can run with her. If she faints, you can carry her to the infirmary!”

The situation escalated, and in order not to drag others down, Jiang Zhiyu had no choice but to move her legs and run along with the group.

After just two steps, Lin Yeci caught up with her and ran in front of her, almost as though he was accompanying her.

Ye Muwan pouted, her dissatisfaction written all over her face. One of the reasons she didn’t want to run was so she could stand next to Lin Yeci on the teacher’s side, just like a pair of golden boys and girls watching others run.

The PE teacher had a look of gossip on his face. He had taught Lin Yeci for two years and had never seen him protect a girl like this.

The students’ group was running quickly, already a whole lap ahead of Jiang Zhiyu, but Lin Yeci didn’t speed up. It seemed like he was intentionally maintaining a steady pace for her.

“You didn’t have to run,” Jiang Zhiyu said, clutching her stomach. Large beads of sweat slid down her forehead, making her look pale and weak.

Lin Yeci didn’t look at her. He took small, steady steps, his hands clenched at his waist, moving rhythmically. “This is my way of thanking you for sheltering me last night.”

Jiang Zhiyu said nothing, only feeling the warmth inside her body flow out through her pants. The world around her turned black, and she weakly collapsed onto the track.

“What’s wrong with her?” A classmate who had caught up casually asked as they passed by her, but did nothing.

The PE teacher did nothing either, just watching as the boy who had turned back to carry the girl to the infirmary.

They really did go to the infirmary…

The PE teacher’s lips twitched. He hadn’t expected to become the top prophet.

Although Lin Yeci hadn’t changed clothes since yesterday, there was still a faint, refreshing fragrance on him. He must be a very clean person.

Sweat poured down his face, and his body unconsciously began to tremble. Cold. Endless cold.

At the infirmary, he laid Jiang Zhiyu on the bed, and the nurse was surprised to see her hair soaked with sweat.

The nurse touched Jiang Zhiyu’s forehead and was immediately shocked. “So hot!” She quickly took a thermometer and placed it under Jiang Zhiyu’s arm. “It was really cold last night with the heavy rain. She must’ve caught a cold.”

Lin Yeci nodded, thinking to himself that this little fox was also on her period, and it wasn’t surprising that she caught a cold from being soaked in the rain.

The nurse took the thermometer out and her expression grew serious. “40 degrees Celsius, a high fever. Which class is she from?”

“Senior Class 9. I’m the class monitor. If there’s anything, you can tell me,” Lin Yeci forced himself to calm down.

The nurse gave him a quick look and complimented him, “Oh, you’re the famous Lin Yeci, such a responsible class monitor. She needs an IV drip, and you should inform your homeroom teacher. She probably won’t be able to go to evening study.”

“Okay, I’ll contact them right away.” Lin Yeci was in a hurry and prepared to head to the homeroom teacher’s office.

Just as he turned around, he saw a streak of blood on the corner of Jiang Zhiyu’s clothes!