With only two months left before the college entrance exam, third-year students had no right to speak about human rights. Everyone wished they could spend all twenty-four hours of the day studying.
Most of the classmates in the classroom looked messy and numb, showing none of the vitality that belonged to eighteen- or nineteen-year-olds. Yet, in this hardship and simplicity, some people still stood out—like Shen Chenxi.
Three years ago, when Tianhua Entertainment scouted for trainees, the company visited dozens of high schools across the Sacred Capital and interviewed thousands of students.
In the end, Shen Chenxi was chosen at first sight from the sea of faces. In other words, she was likely the most beautiful girl among all high school students in the Sacred Capital.
Her figure was tall and well-proportioned, her facial features so exquisite that people could hardly look away.
After three years of professional training, she carried a refined and elegant aura that set her apart. The boys of Class Fourteen had talked about this countless times. They couldn’t describe it clearly, but they all agreed that her aura was striking and sophisticated.
Of course, Class Fourteen wasn’t without beauties. Aside from the yet-to-arrive domineering flower Zhao Shuangshuang, a few girls in the back rows also stood out. Unlike the messy students, some looked sweet and cute, while others wore heavy makeup. Normally, they could draw plenty of attention, but in front of Shen Chenxi, they weren’t even worthy of being called green leaves.
At the classroom door, Shen Chenxi wore a simple black tank top.
On another girl, it might have looked plain or outdated, but on her it was youthful, fresh, and even slightly sexy.
She exuded a natural confidence that radiated from within, making it impossible for people to ignore her even if she stayed silent. Carrying her handbag and sunglasses, Shen Chenxi wasn’t intentionally charming, yet the moment she walked in, she became the center of attention.
Three years.
Chu Feng had bootlicked Shen Chenxi for three years.
From Monday to Friday, even when she went to the restroom, he would wait outside the door. No one in the entire school knew her better than he did.
Last Friday, when the deal with Tianhua Entertainment ended, the manager asked if, after spending every day with Shen Chenxi, he had ever truly fallen for her. With over a decade in the entertainment industry, the manager had seen every scandal imaginable. That question wasn’t casual—it was a warning. Business was business; personal feelings had no place in it.
As a professional bootlicker, Chu Feng’s code was simple: take the money, do the job. Now that the deal was over, it meant he had to keep his distance from Shen Chenxi.
Shen Chenxi walked gracefully to her seat by the window.
Chu Feng winked at Shen Shuanglong. He said, “Old Shen, didn’t you always like Shen Chenxi? I’ll give you this seat, let’s switch.” This chapter was copied from novelping.com without permission.
Shen Shuanglong’s eyes widened in disbelief. The king of bootlickers was voluntarily stepping away from the goddess? He asked, “Wait, are you serious?”
When Chu Feng began packing his books, Shen Shuanglong quickly surrendered. “Chu Feng… Chu Bro… no, godfather, I was wrong, okay? Godfather, I really don’t dare. That’s Shen Chenxi! If I sit next to her, I’ll be crushed to pieces in minutes. And you know the rumors in class—I can’t handle that. I’m not like you.”
As he spoke, Shen Chenxi arrived.
She gently set her handbag down, glanced at Chu Feng who remained still, and frowned slightly. She took out tissues, carefully wiped the desk and chair, adjusted her skirt, and then sat down elegantly.
From the front row, Shen Shuanglong suddenly pitied Chu Feng. In the past, wiping desks and chairs had always been his job. Today, not only had he not walked with her to school, he hadn’t even shown his usual attentiveness.
Shen Shuanglong thought, “Looks like godfather really plans to change.”
Chu Feng used to fawn over her without any bottom line.
Forget wiping desks and chairs—he would have licked them if he had to. The whole school knew him as the king of bootlickers, and Shen Chenxi never spared him a glance. To their classmates, he was just a clown. His nickname Bootlicker Bro had spread far and wide. And now, he suddenly stopped?
Shen Shuanglong wanted to turn and watch but didn’t dare. He could only listen carefully. Then a voice like a melody rang out, “Chu Feng, I didn’t see you this morning!”
Shen Shuanglong almost choked. The ice goddess had spoken first? He couldn’t believe it.
Only Chu Feng knew the true meaning. She hadn’t seen him that morning because he hadn’t waited for her, and now she was still hungry. Nobody else knew, but Chu Feng did.
Every Saturday and Sunday, Shen Chenxi endured brutal training and a strict diet. On Mondays, he would always prepare her a hearty breakfast. But today, there was none.
Since Tianhua Entertainment announced the end of their deal, those breakfasts were gone.
Chu Feng pretended not to understand. He buried his head in his workbook and casually replied, “I came to the classroom first.”
There was no flattery. No bootlicking. Not even warmth—just indifference.
In the front row, Shen Shuanglong trembled all over, even his soul seemed to shake. This was madness.
Chu Feng used to be shameless, groveling at every chance. But now, Shen Chenxi had spoken first, and he seemed too lazy to care?
At the same time, Shen Chenxi’s gaze shifted toward Chu Feng. When she noticed the bandages still wrapped around his right leg, something stirred in her heart.
Last week’s “Voice of China” finals had been live. If she had been late, it would have been a disaster. Stuck in traffic, she thought her career would end before it began.
In the end, it was Chu Feng who grabbed her hand and ran frantically with her. Being carried on his back was her first close contact with a boy. She remembered the strong hormonal scent that surrounded him. Thanks to him, she arrived on time.
But when she looked back, she saw Chu Feng limping away.
Strictly speaking, he was her savior. For once, Shen Chenxi didn’t act cold. She asked, “Your leg… is it serious?”
Though cold on the outside, she wasn’t the kind of girl who only took without giving. Repaying kindness was her principle. Just as Chu Feng had provided breakfast for her, she always covered the expenses at the end of each month.
Last week, when he hurt his leg to help her, she never forgot. She had worried through her training sessions on Saturday and Sunday.
This morning, she had planned to thank him properly, but for the first time in three years, he wasn’t waiting for her. She worried his injury might be serious, that it could affect his walking in the future.
Seeing him sitting quietly at his desk now, she finally relaxed.
Chu Feng moved his ankle slightly. It was only a minor sprain and had already healed. He replied casually, “It’s nothing serious.”
Shen Chenxi nodded, her clear eyes flashing with light. She said, “You should still get an X-ray at the hospital, just in case. If there’s any lasting damage, I’d have to take responsibility for your future.”
Chu Feng’s pen paused. He turned to look at her enchanting face and said seriously for the first time, “You really want to take responsibility for my future?”
Shen Chenxi nodded without hesitation. No matter what, Chu Feng had been hurt because of her. If he truly ended up crippled, she would take responsibility.
Chu Feng chuckled helplessly, “If your admirers heard that, they’d be breaking their legs one after another just to get your attention.”
Shen Chenxi’s eyes turned cold. “I mean what I say.”