Hi! Big Shot!

"HAHAHAHA!" Ever since Shen Fangli said that thing Yan Xianjue had not really understood,

Zhou Ye let out that bizarre laugh whenever he saw Yan Xianjue.

Yan Xianjue endured it again and again.

Until he finally could not take it anymore on the way home from school.

He approached Zhou Ye from behind.

Caught completely off guard, Zhou Ye casually swung his empty backpack around.

"Can't you really take me with you? I want to watch your second brother's team scrim too! Urgh... urgh... waaah..."

Yan Xianjue was a little taller than Zhou Ye. He carried his backpack in one hand and looped his other arm around Zhou Ye's neck.

If they had been enemies, someone could have easily broken free from that one-handed chokehold.

But they were just fooling around, so of course he could not use that kind of force.

Zhou Ye put on a weak cough.

He theatrically clawed at Yan Xianjue's arm with both hands and begged, "Spare me, Brother Yan! Brother Yan, I was wrong."

"Blech!"

Yan Xianjue asked coldly, "You've been laughing all day. What exactly are you laughing about?"

"HAHAHAHAHA." Zhou Ye ignored his act and burst back into his usual laughter.

Yan Xianjue tightened his hold.

"Ha... cough... cough cough..."

Zhou Ye hurriedly raised his hands in surrender. "Brother Yan, you're pretty famous at school too."

"Believe me, you're no less popular than Lin Shi and Ji Xi. You just don't pay attention to it yourself." Yan Xianjue suspiciously loosened his grip.

His lips pressed into a thin line. "Why?"

Was he not low-key enough?

Zhou Ye seized the chance to escape Yan Xianjue's hold, casually slinging his backpack behind him.

He strode toward the school gates. "Do you remember the day we registered?"

Yan Xianjue's lips pressed together even tighter.

This high school had a fairly high admission score, while Yan Xianjue's grades had only ever been average.

His family had already made preparations. If Yan Xianjue did not get into this school, which was close to home and offered such good teaching,

they would donate a few school buildings.

But then things took an unexpected turn—Yan Xianjue had actually gotten in on his own!

Father Yan and Mother Yan had been overjoyed.

Put it this way: the commotion at the Yan Household on registration day had been no less than when they visited his grandfather's grave—all of them had come.

Even Yan Ci, who had been reluctant, had been dragged along by Mother Yan.

Remembering that scene, Yan Xianjue could not help covering his face, while Zhou Ye continued obliviously.

"People driving themselves to register, getting dropped off by assistants, or simply not showing up at all—that's nothing unusual."

"But for an entire family to turn out like yours did..." Zhou Ye looked utterly sincere. "Brother, trust me! In the entire ten-year history of our school, there hasn't been a second case besides you."

The Yan Household's actions had made the school forum's trending topics that very day.

Yan Xianjue knew about that forum. He did not like using it himself, but he knew Zhou Ye loved hanging around on it.

Yan Xianjue pursed his lips, and Zhou Ye comforted him, "Sure, it made you famous at school, but it also showed outsiders how much the Yan Household valued their young master."

"Otherwise, why do you think no one's come looking to pick on you in nearly three years?"

It certainly was not because Yan Xianjue had to call his parents in every so often for failing physics.

High school students might be innocent, but they were not stupid.

Especially those from families like theirs. They might not be much good at studying,

but when it came to reading people, every last one of them was sharp.

Yan Xianjue reluctantly accepted that explanation.

At least it was better than having no one at all in his previous life, right?

Yan Xianjue comforted himself inwardly.

Even before his memories awakened, Yan Xianjue had never been the type to stir up trouble at school because of his privileged family background.

On the contrary, because he had known since childhood that he was not particularly smart,

he had always studied very seriously.

"So, you really can't take me with you?" Zhou Ye asked again when he spotted the Maybach parked brazenly across the school entrance.

Yan Xianjue shook his head.

The team could not just let anyone visit.

Besides, that new player, Heaven-Shaking Thunder, was there too.

Before that person was dealt with, Yan Xianjue did not want any more complications.

He used the excuse his mother had once used to fob him off. "Wait until after the Gaokao. My second brother and the others have a match coming up soon, so it wouldn't be appropriate. During summer break, I'll tell my second brother in advance and have him arrange a suitable time."

Zhou Ye smacked his lips. "Fine."

Yan Xianjue waved to him and got directly into the Maybach's back seat.

"Big Brother." Yan Xianjue greeted him very politely.

At the same time, Yan Yi'an heard the same voice by his ear:

[Hi! Big Shot! Good evening!]