..After school, the slanting sunlight illuminated the surroundings as Su Cen descended happily. During class, he had half-listened to lectures and half-thought about how to proceed with developing the...Chapter 14: Let's Go

"To catch his throw, is there any problem Do you know anything about baseball, Su Cang"

In Room 602 of the dormitory, Li Han's desk was used as an emergency war room. Around the table were figures of boys from neighboring rooms or even further away. Apart from the four in Su Cang's group, another person had joined them; someone left and others came in.

Room 602 has almost become a transition station for connecting relationships among dormitories on the same floor.

Zheng Rong, the captain of Nan University’s baseball team, challenged Su Cang to catch his throw during morning exercises tomorrow. He dared to say this because he had confidence in himself.

What made people nervous was that Su Cang, who barely settled into university life after just graduating high school, dared to take on Zheng Rong's challenge.

"The school only released a brief message about the autumn morning exercise mobilization for all freshmen yesterday. Today, it’s already becoming such a hot topic in several dormitory buildings. Some people think you are overestimating yourself, while others say Zheng Rong is not graceful enough to make such harsh remarks towards first-year students who are still new here."

"But to be honest, Qian Zhongyuan’s attitude seems too uninteresting; I thought he was in high school and now he wants someone else to fight for him. If he were a man, he would throw the ball himself and let Su Cang catch it. If Su Cang fails, he should take responsibility, but if he succeeds, Qian Zhongyuan should go as far away from Su Cang as possible."

"It shouldn’t be a problem to catch his throw; I will do my best. Alright, thank you all for your advice today. Tomorrow is the first day of morning exercises for all freshmen and we need to wake up early... Everyone can go back now and get some rest. We’ll see what happens tomorrow."

Su Cang waved his hand as he looked at everyone who was still chatting enthusiastically about this matter, guessing that those returning students from today's gathering might have spread the word of him and Zheng Rong in their respective dormitories.

As a result, even during the daily bedtime chats among girls after lights out in their dormitory, there were intense discussions about this incident.

The conflict between Su Cang and Zheng Rong started from when Qian Zhongyuan's group was completely humiliated by Su Cang at the freshmen meeting, escalating to this situation now.

If it had been someone else causing such a fuss, no one would have paid much attention to it.

After all, everyone has their own things to do. The conflicts and battles happening in Nan University every day are not rare. Dormitory bulletin boards are filled with posters declaring fierce hatred: "Vow of Revenge! High Polymer Science Department's Comeback Battle; the End of Days for Mechanics Engineering Department! Basketball Showdown, Watch at South District Sports Venue on Date and Time. Stay tuned!"

Many people have become tired of such gang rivalries.

In contrast, the rising conflict between Su Cang and Zheng Rong is more likely to attract attention.

Hence, some people support Zheng Rong. He is handsome with olive skin, clear bone structure, and a cool appearance, leading a baseball team, which naturally makes him professional enough to be considered an object of infatuation for many university girls.

Some others criticize those who are indecisive, saying that as freshmen themselves, they should support their fellow freshman Su Cang.

Furthermore, he is merely a first-year student and no one else has ever been so bold to stand up confidently against upperclassmen in their third year.

Countless people are discussing tomorrow's morning exercise throw like fans before the World Cup, wondering who will win and what kind of outcome it will be.

The most fashionable and trendy life at Nan University is sitting on the lawn outside the Department of Cultural Relics with a book, watching the lazy blue sky while gazing at distant figures of male baseball players, to which sweating men are very exciting for girls.

While the most miserable life at Nan University is participating in mandatory morning exercises during freshmen orientation. Usually, you can see a mixed group of students wearing different t-shirts and sports shoes running out into the early fog before six o'clock every morning with drowsy eyes, circling the stadium for two or three rounds, and then handing their exercise tickets to teachers at fixed attendance points.

Today was the first day of autumn morning exercises for all freshmen, and responsible teachers were already waiting in the track field early in the morning.

The dormitory counselor managing the attendance system looked over this crowd. In the somewhat bleak dawn of late autumn, these new students' faces showed excitement, enthusiasm, and even a bit of frenzy.

Some students who were boarding high schools before attending Nan University had participated in morning exercises but never seen such large-scale participation like this; they thought that university life was indeed different with more people and beautiful girls too.

The girls still looking slightly sleepy in the morning, dressed in thin clothing, shorts, and sports shoes stood there in clusters, making it easy for others to focus on their pale, trembling legs.

Su Cang's mood was as excited as those first-year freshmen around him. This scene is a beautiful sight whether before or after his reincarnation.

The number of people was overwhelming, and Su Cen tried to look for Tang Wu among the crowd but always in vain, not knowing where she was.

Li Han, Xiao Xu, and others beside him were excitedly talking non-stop.

Su Cen felt like he had returned to his high school sports meet. However, seeing the clearly wider activity area compared to a high school sports meet and the poplar trees in the distance, as well as the young men and women around him rather than the inexperienced boys and girls of high school, he realized that time would inevitably move forward.

Su Cen thought about how if he met Tang Wu during morning exercises later on, holding her hand would also teach his dorm mates to distinguish between true and false statements in their speech. Wouldn't evidence be needed This was a simple yet dramatic form of evidence.

The more Su Cen thought about it, the happier he felt, with excitement like clear water overflowing from a dam, unstoppable.

Tang Wu was among the crowd, surrounded by girls from Building 17. In this sea of people, these girls who were used to getting up at clock times during summer and complaining about insufficient sleep affecting their beauty would be surprisingly energetic today, showing no signs of fatigue.

They talked about how some boy they knew was the one who danced vigorously at the welcoming party or that a girl didn't wear a bra over there, which put all male students in an awkward situation.

And also about the conflict between the baseball team captain and Su Cen, which had just spread yesterday.

Tang Wu looked around and noticed the most obvious thing was that on one side of the lawn in the center of the track field were members of the baseball team wearing red sports uniforms warming up on the spot. These male students from the baseball team drew a lot of attention.

Zheng Rong felt he was very smart, as he had already prepared to establish a research room project under his father’s department head's care. This meant he could directly stay in school after graduation and had good relations with Qian Zhongyuan.

After all, if such an incident happened to Qian Zhongyuan, it was understandable that he wouldn't know about it but couldn’t just stand by once knowing. However, when the other party wanted him to step in, he obviously couldn't just rush up and fight.

Mixed into Zheng Rong's age group and with concerns regarding his future, Zheng Rong naturally couldn't invite Qian Zhongyuan to beat up Su Cen for venting anger.

Although he was on good terms with Qian Zhongyuan, if the department investigated this matter, he wouldn’t be so foolish as to take a direct action himself.

But he also couldn't let Qian Zhongyuan harbor resentment.

Hence, Zheng Rong could only use such methods. Upon careful thought, he felt incredibly smart, and when dealing with the freshmen in such a grand morning exercise scene, defeating Su Cen would be so impressive before these new freshmen.

Su Cen was the first to run around and after submitting his attendance ticket at the check-in point, he came to the center of the track field.

The baseball team members had long been warming up on the spot impatiently; seeing him approach, they suddenly became spirited.

Zheng Rong looked around at the freshmen lined up on the track and clearly knew through last night's dorm talks that this matter had spread widely.

"Are you ready" Li Han worriedly asked. Su Cen gave him a reassuring gesture.

Qian Zhongyuan and Zhang Xiaqiao were a pair of perfect troublemakers, standing at a distance from each other with mutual resentment in their eyes, as if there was an invisible mountain separating them.

Su Cen stood in the center of the football field, facing Zheng Rong directly opposite him.

On both sides were supporters, young men from the baseball team on one side and some senior students who had come over upon hearing the news. Clearly more interested in Zheng Rong.

The other side was occupied by Su Cen's roommates and freshmen who had just completed morning exercises, even those not finishing their rounds were watching them from outside in groups.

On this lawn of the track field, which had been trampled into a mess, there wasn't even a proper baseball field. In his hand was a baseball bat that one of the boys from the baseball team threw to him.

Zheng Rong appeared calm and said, "Let's play a game. Afterward, we'll apologize and go for breakfast. I'm still waiting for those scallion pancakes at the East District canteen."

Qian Zhongyuan was initially unsatisfied but seeing so many people came to watch this throwing match and Zheng Rong previously said, "Are you dumb When I throw, if I aim right at his forehead, can he dodge it" Qian Zhongyuan felt that Zheng Rong was a true brother.

So when Zheng Rong stood in front of Su Cen, Qian Zhongyuan's heart was stirred. Everyone knew Zheng Rong was an excellent pitcher, even though he was about fifteen steps away from Su Cen, or twenty meters, more than the standard throwing distance of 18.4 meters.

But Zheng Rong didn't mind Su Cun taking such a big advantage.

His fast pitch was precise at this distance, hitting where he aimed.

The moment Zheng Rong's fingers gripped the baseball seams, he had already prepared himself.

Zheng Rong leaned back, his fingers holding the ball with varying degrees of force. He stepped back and lifted his leg.

Early morning mist still lingered on the track field as sunlight streamed down, casting a faint golden hue over the sea of people present.

This was a refreshing morning, yet an atmosphere filled with tension at the packed stadium.

The surrounding crowd held their breath; they might not know this senior baseball team member who exuded menace from his head-first diving catch, but they knew Su Cun.

A rising star among freshmen was playing out a confrontation.

Su Cun gripped the bat tightly, drawing admiration from some of the girls. Ruan Sio in the crowd had her hand pinched by a close friend; despite the pain, she didn't dare to complain due to the tense atmosphere.

Zheng Rong lifted his leg to its highest point, bringing his shoulders forward with bent knees and optimal body balance before transferring it.

A beautifully arced ball was thrown out of his hand.

This crystallized effort from each connected movement from feet to fingertips caused an involuntary gasp from the crowd at the moment of release.

It was too fast.

During the flight and approach, most would have had no time to react. Zheng Rong's menacing pitch arrived instantly, prompting Su Cun to quickly reverse his bat in front of him upon realizing it was aimed at his head.

The ball was intercepted by the bat tip just as it neared Su Cun.

Thud! The ball ricocheted off at an angle. Su Cun retreated a step, caught off guard and somewhat disheveled by this sudden attack.

Fury burned inside him; that was deliberate!

The pitch was completely non-compliant and not fair play, but fortunately, he managed to catch it.

Everyone let out a collective sigh of relief, only to immediately start criticizing this senior's provocative behavior.

Zheng Rong looked at his palm in surprise; he hadn't expected the kid's quick reaction.

Qian Zhongyuan was livid and prepared to leave without an apology, which wasn't possible under such circumstances.

Zheng Rong reached into his pocket again for another ball: "One more pitch, I missed earlier."

He immediately gathered himself into a quick and seamless pitching motion, this time with no room for suspicion of faking.

A second pitch was thrown.

Su Cun was about to complain when the呼聲迎麵撲來，手中的球棒揮起格擋，球體在棍邊緣猛烈一撞，甚至發出砰的一聲巨響，偏離了軌跡，在蘇燦額頭擦過。

掠起了他的發線，甚至擦過了他的額頭，一陣火辣辣的疼痛。

蘇燦退後兩步，心頭怒火暴漲。

周圍一陣轟然。在旁人看來，他這是針對蘇燦，朝著他的腦袋丟過去的，這個學長真是太冇風度了。

The second ball was thrown, and as Su Cun swung to complain, the pitch came right at him. He raised his bat to block it, but the ball collided fiercely with the edge of the bat, producing a loud bang and veering off course to graze Su Cun's forehead.Bang! The ball grazed his hairline and forehead, leaving a scorching pain.Su Cun took two steps back; anger surged within him. The crowd was stunned. To them, this seemed like an intentional act against Su Cun, aiming at his head. This senior showed no sportsmanship whatsoever.

"What were you saying before What's going on with you You failed once and now you're trying again!" shouted someone from Su Can's dormitory.

In fact, Zheng Rong regretted throwing the ball as soon as he did it.

The people from the baseball team stood rooted to the spot, thinking that Zheng Rong’s behavior under such public circumstances was a bit too persistent and annoying.

Those second- and third-year students found this all very boring.

Seeing some restlessness among the spectators, Ru Siou finally couldn’t hold back any longer and shouted, "What's your deal Do you have no shame What are you trying to do"

The first-year freshmen doing morning exercises around them felt indignant but dared not say anything due to Zheng Rong’s professional baseball attire.

Zheng Rong was deeply affected by the pressure from those who had once idolized him and now stood against him. He was also somewhat不服氣，冷冷地看著蘇燦，看到他額頭似乎有些淤青，捏緊的棒球棍，心想怎麼著，難道你要打架？奉陪啊。

Tang Wu, who had been frowning all along, finally relaxed her clenched fists.

Among the crowd of first-year freshmen watching from around, a girl suddenly stepped forward. She was wearing a white sports t-shirt with an inward-curving waist and hips that seemed to be bursting out of her clothes, paired with denim shorts and purple-red Nike sneakers. Her ponytail bounced lightly as she moved.

Everyone’s eyes were glued to this girl.

Ru Siou, Cheng Congcong, and Tong Tong all looked on in surprise as Tang Wu walked right past them toward Zheng Rong.

The scene froze.

Zheng Rong sized up the girl standing before him. She was about 5'7" tall with a very appealing figure dressed simply yet radiating an aura that made even the most alluring girls pale in comparison.

Initially, he felt proud, thinking that his display had attracted her attention. Moreover, she seemed to be of such high caliber; could it really be true

But Zheng Rong’s pride was quickly crushed when he saw the girl's gaze.

Cold and contemptuous.

This deep disdain threw him off balance, wanting to curse but not daring to in front of such a clear-eyed young woman. He said, "What are you looking at If you have something to say, just spit it out."

The early morning sun seemed to freeze, and the mist around them solidified like ink on paper.

In this bustling track field with students in their sports uniforms crowding around, grass fragments danced lightly underfoot.

Tang Wu bit her lip and kicked Zheng Rong’s shins decisively and accurately.

Steady. Precise. Violent.

Painful.

But more than the pain, Zheng Rong was shocked by Tang Wu's action.

Holding his shin and staring at her with a mix of shock and disbelief.

The track field had been lively but fell silent as the commotion died down layer by layer.

Each roommates from around campus, now silent except for their breathing. Li Han felt relieved, thinking, "So it's true, this is Su Can’s sister... She’s really good-looking and has a great personality."

Xiao Xu, the bookworm, adjusted his glasses and looked at Tang Wu in amazement from behind them. “Ms. Can”

Tang Wu turned back to Su Can, grabbed his hand with her ice-cold one, and said, "This is so boring; let's go."y of noble birth but possessed an extremely cheerful disposition.Aside from Su Cen, these surrounding people were beyond the scope of whom Wang Weiwei introduced, so Ye Huishang couldn't help but pay...