I'm Super Brave, Okay?!

The next day, Yu Shao made it to school before seven-thirty. At least he hadn't missed morning self-study, barely saving his Conduct Points from total collapse.

At Jiangling First High School, seven-thirty to eight was morning self-study. No teachers supervised it, but if you missed it, the class monitor would write your name down and deduct ten Conduct Points.

Once your Conduct Points fell below sixty, you got the delightful "Have Your Parents Come to School" gift package, perhaps with a belt whipping thrown in as a bonus.

Yu Shao's Conduct Points were sitting at exactly sixty. He was all about chasing thrills and seeing it through to the end.

As a key high school, Jiangling First High School had plenty of slackers, but at this hour, half the students were still clutching books and desperately memorizing vocabulary.

With his backpack on, Yu Shao had just entered the classroom when he noticed Cheng Mengjie, seated in the second row, staring intently at him.

Cheng Mengjie seemed not to have slept well last night. Her face looked somewhat haggard, yet her bright fox-like eyes still shimmered with moisture, making men instinctively feel protective of her.

Those fox eyes were also one of the main reasons she had left the previous Yu Shao utterly infatuated.

But when Yu Shao looked over at Cheng Mengjie, she immediately turned her face away coldly. The meaning was obvious—I'm angry.

And she wasn't putting on an act.

Yesterday, Cheng Mengjie had realized that Yu Shao, who used to send her goodnight messages every day without fail, had suddenly stopped sending them for several days straight.

Thinking that perhaps she had been too cold toward him lately and should give him a little hope, Cheng Mengjie took the initiative to message Yu Shao on WeChat.

She had assumed that, just like before, she only needed to toss out a Zhang San, and Yu Shao would excitedly blow all his summoner spells and ultimate.

But Yu Shao had only replied with one word: "Eating."

No, if you were eating, then eat. Couldn't you at least follow it up with, "What about you?" Anyone who had watched short videos these days knew how to chat with girls, didn't they?

She had thought Yu Shao was simply a hopelessly blunt guy, so she sent him a photo of the sunset, even captioning it, "The dusk is beautiful today."

A girl was sharing her life with you! What did that mean? And she had even said the dusk was beautiful, practically handing you a topic. At the very least, shouldn't you reply, "Yeah, it would be even better if I could watch it with you"?

But Cheng Mengjie waited forever, and Yu Shao never replied!

She had even been unable to hold back and proactively asked him what he was eating. His answer had been: rice!

Could I possibly not know you were eating rice?!

Cheng Mengjie was genuinely furious, and she even felt wronged. She wasn't stupid; she could tell how cold and perfunctory Yu Shao's messages were.

Though she had indeed rejected Yu Shao's confession, she didn't dislike him pursuing her. She was even a little pleased by it and hoped he would keep at it.

Someone liked her, but he could never win her over. That gave Cheng Mengjie an indescribable sense of superiority and satisfaction.

Girls going through puberty were sensitive and proud. Being treated like this by someone who had once pursued her so desperately struck a heavy blow to Cheng Mengjie's self-esteem.

That was why she had slept poorly all night.

She had already decided that even if Yu Shao came crawling to admit his mistakes today, she would at most give him a couple of indifferent replies. As for what came after... that would depend on Yu Shao's performance.

Yu Shao, however, paid no attention at all to Cheng Mengjie's current mood, much less had any intention of begging for forgiveness. After withdrawing his gaze, he quickly made his way to his seat.

Just as Yu Shao sat down, another boy with dark circles under his eyes rushed into the classroom in a panic, backpack slung over his shoulders.

After taking the seat beside Yu Shao, he looked up at the clock on the wall.

"Phew... good thing I'm not late."

He let out a sigh of relief.

Looking at those two incredibly conspicuous dark circles, Yu Shao was startled and couldn't help asking, "Zhou De, did you cosplay a panda last night?"

"Old Zhang dragged me into ranked games yesterday. We kept losing, and I wanted to win it back, so I stayed up all night playing." Zhou De spoke with a face full of regret.

"Hiss."

Yu Shao couldn't help sucking in a breath. High schoolers really did have tough bodies if they could stay up all night gaming.

Old Zhang was the one who had invited Yu Shao to the internet café yesterday. Yu Shao couldn't help feeling glad that he hadn't gone, or he would have lost rank right along with them.

Yu Shao suddenly felt that perhaps because he had transmigrated into a high school student, his mentality had become younger too. In his previous life, he hadn't cared at all about losing game rank.

But on second thought, he had barely had time to play games in his previous life. He only occasionally played ARAM with friends, and his rank was merely Bronze.

Oh, then never mind.

He couldn't drop any lower. No wonder he didn't care.

After thinking for a moment, Yu Shao asked, "So, did you win it back?"

"I've already dropped below Gold."

Yu Shao nearly lost it.

"Old Zhang invited you yesterday, and you actually didn't go. You really deserve to die!" Zhou De beat his chest and stomped his feet, too lazy even to hide his dark, twisted thoughts.

"Aren't you sleepy now?" Yu Shao asked.

"Obviously I'm sleepy. My eyelids are fighting each other. I can only catch up on sleep during class later."

Zhou De rolled his eyes. "Quick, did you do the homework? Let me copy it. I'll sleep after I'm done."

"Seriously?"

Yu Shao handed over his homework, somewhat doubtful. "First period is math. You dare sleep?"

"Of course I dare! What the hell is Li Kang? Why would I be afraid of him?" Zhou De looked utterly defiant.

Yu Shao didn't believe a word of it.

He knew Zhou De too well. A giant in talk, a Yordle in action. During first period, Zhou De would definitely have his eyes wide as bells, practically radiating lightning-fast alertness.

Still, Yu Shao didn't expose him. Zhou De would definitely just stubbornly deny it, so he merely gave him a sidelong glance and said, "Really? Then you're pretty brave."

Zhou De patted his chest and said proudly, "Are you kidding? I'm super brave, okay?"

"So there's really no class you don't dare sleep through?"

Zhou De thought seriously for a moment before answering, "The chemistry teacher? She's too old. I can't really sleep through her class. Even if I'm hungry, I still have standards."

Yu Shao nearly choked on his own saliva at that answer, almost unable to follow the train of thought.

"No wonder your parents named you Zhou De." After catching his breath, Yu Shao sighed. "They really had foresight."

"Huh? Why?"

Zhou De looked puzzled.

"You need to charge forward."

Zhou De didn't understand at first. Once he did, he flew into a rage, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to settle both superiority and life-and-death with Yu Shao.

Morning self-study ended, and first period arrived soon afterward. Li Kang entered the classroom carrying his signature thermos.

Just as Yu Shao had expected, Zhou De, who had previously declared, "What the hell is Li Kang?" was now so sleepy he could have fallen asleep the moment he lay down, yet his eyes were wide open.

"Ring-ring-ring."

The class passed quickly, and the dismissal bell rang.

Li Kang's lecture stopped abruptly, but he did not leave right away. The students immediately knew he probably had something to say.

Li Kang was strict, but he had one good quality: he never dragged out class. If the bell had rung and he still hadn't left, that meant he had an announcement.

"Next week, our school has invited your senior, Wu Shuheng 3-dan, who is now a Professional Go Player, to hold a Go lecture here and promote the game," Li Kang said.

The moment Li Kang finished speaking, the students below immediately became excited.

It wasn't for any other reason. If the school was holding an event, that meant at least one morning or afternoon—there would be no classes!

The words "no classes" held immense magic for students, comparable to an adult saying, "I didn't bring my house key."

"Quiet!"

Li Kang frowned. Only after the classroom had quieted down did he continue.

"At that time, your senior will also play simultaneous games against students from our school. You'll have the chance to compete with a professional Go player. It's a rare opportunity."

"So, any students who know how to play Go can come register with me."