Chapter 27: You Can't Represent Class S

  Ling Ye Xi said, stretching out his hand, just like a medieval European prince making an invitation to a princess, with the most sincere invitation gesture. Friendly reminder: The first update of this book is on Baidu, please search for 151+.

  Cheng Xiaoyou's heart was racing with his gaze and words, she stood up with a red face, dazed, and walked towards him as if under a magical spell.

  The afternoon sunlight pours through the floor-to-ceiling windows, spilling onto the two people, a blushing girl and a smiling prince, like a walking cartoon, looking peaceful and beautiful.

  Cheng Xiaoyou stood somewhat awkwardly on the stage, under Ling Ye's smiling gaze, she slightly flushed and looked at the bright eyes below, reintroducing herself once again.

  This time, it didn't seem like the previous times without any confidence. Ling Ye Xue, who had retreated to the side, seemed to have become her source of motivation to stand firmly here. Her chest felt full of something, allowing her to confidently stand there and reintroduce herself: "I am Cheng Xiao You, my dream is——one day, I will defeat Mgi with my own hands!"

  "Boom——"

  The whole class burst into laughter again.

  Because of what Ling Ye Xi said earlier, those unpleasant words were not spoken by anyone. However, there was still a girl who envied Cheng Xiao You for being noticed by Ling Ye Xi and sharply said: "Defeating Mgi? Don't dream about it!"

  Cheng Xiaoyou looked at the girl who was speaking, her mouth curled up, and her eyes shone with a dazzling light that made it impossible to look away: "If you don't even dare to dream, what's the point of living?!"

  They all say her dreams are ridiculous, they all say it's impossible!

  But this is a goal she absolutely wants to achieve. No matter how many people think it's beneath them, or that it can't be done, if you don't even dare to dream of something like this, then what's the point of anything?

  The classroom fell silent, the snickering, indifferent and contemptuous gazes all turned into astonishment, focusing on the girl at the center of the podium.

  What did she just say?

  What's the point of living if you're too afraid to even dream?

  Although she looked slender and thin, this frail girl had a pair of eyes that seemed to have been perfectly cut like diamonds, shining brightly.

  "That's a really cool dream, if you can achieve it, I'll admire you!"

  In a quiet classroom, Shen Mingxin looked at Cheng Xiaoyou on stage and said with a light expression.

  "There will be that day!" Cheng Xiaoyou looked at her roommate and nodded seriously. Defeating Migi was the biggest reason and goal for her to come here and study!

  Even now it seems ridiculous, but one day she will make these a reality.

  "Ah, yes! Cheng Xiaoyou, the teacher believes in you!" The teacher who had been silent for half a day finally found an opportunity to interject, looking at Cheng Xiaoyou on stage with a moved expression: "Class S is exactly what needs students like you who have ambition!"

  "Overconfidence, teacher, are you kidding me? If being reckless is also considered overconfidence, then let's just compare who's better at bragging!"

  "It's just that, how can you possibly beat Mgi, unless she is a super genius!"

  A discontented voice came from under the podium again.

  "Classmates, quiet down, quiet down. Actually, the thing about dreams is that they only make sense if you dare to think about them." The teacher finally came out to mediate: "Just like our school's upcoming sports day, this year our class S has a great chance of winning!"

  As soon as the teacher finished speaking, a burst of whispers came from below.

  "Come on, Teacher Zhang, isn't it unprecedented in Shengyu's history for an S-class to participate in the sports meet?"

  "It's true, isn't S class always the forgotten class? Sports Day, Arts Festival... why do teachers let us have unrealistic expectations!"

  ……

  "Everyone, please be quiet. Actually, our class S has high hopes for this year's sports meeting, which will start with a basketball game. In other words, the freshman basketball game, and the last-place class will lose its qualification to participate in the sports meeting. In my opinion, our class has great hopes this year." The teacher mobilized everyone again: "As long as we are not the last one, we can participate!"

  Sheng Yu's various activities have always been in the form of elimination, where only the strongest survive and the winner takes all. In previous years, Class S has always been eliminated early on in these activities. The people of Class S have also grown accustomed to this almost customary state of affairs.

  "Never mind, basketball game, teacher, look at our class, how many boys are there, how can we win?!" The students under the stage still said unconvinced.

  Cheng Xiaoyou looked at the faces below the podium, which clearly didn't hold much hope for this matter, then turned to look at Ling Ye Xi standing on one side who hadn't spoken for a long time. Just as she was about to say something, the teacher of Class S spoke up again: "So, are we going to give up as usual this year?"

  The teacher's words were devoid of emotion, as if it was just a routine inquiry.

  "Of course!"

  "Nonsense!"

  "Or else!"

  "It must be!"

  ……

  "No!"

  In a unanimous voice, Cheng Xiaoyou's clear and crisp voice was particularly firm.

  ……

  "Cheng Xiaoyou, what are you up to again?!"

  "That's right, Cheng Xiaoyou, you're already lucky to be in Class S, just don't drag us down!"

  "No! Teacher, we can't give up!" Amidst the chorus of dissenting voices, Cheng Xiaoyou said resolutely. Completely ignoring the opposing voices that erupted after her words were spoken, she looked at the teacher with a bright and determined gaze, shining with unyielding light.

  "You said no, then it's no. Who do you think you are? Teacher, you can't be serious about thinking that our class S might actually win a game, right?" A girl from the audience directly retorted in opposition.

  "Actually, the sports events in previous years were not very suitable for our S class, but this year it's a basketball game, as long as we have five team members, I think we can give it a try." The teacher said with an awkward smile, his voice was very weak.

  "Five of us are starters, what about the substitutes? Basketball games have to be played for the whole court!" Some boys also spoke out in opposition: "Besides, we're not good at playing basketball."

  "Yes, it would be too embarrassing if we went and lost! Class S has never participated in any activities before!"

  "Exactly! Why should we go and lose him!"

  "So, have you all decided to give up?!?" Cheng Xiao You's small face was flushed red with anger as she glared at these students who were already prepared to concede defeat before the competition had even begun: "Just because you're afraid of losing face, just because you think you can't win so you want to give up?!"

  "Or what?! Cheng Xiaoyou, don't pretend to be a savior, you can't even represent Class S!" The voices from below were even more sarcastic and ruthless in their response.

  Do S-class relatives like it? I quite like it, haha 58'