CHAPTER 436: 125. YE SHIYU, YOU ARE THE CHALLENGER!_2

"Brrrr~"

Listening to her words, Ye Shiyu remained silent, only gripping her phone a bit tighter in her hand.

The dark purple halo flickered; screens around the track and mobile phone screens all started to flicker inexplicably.

"I... don’t know what you’re talking about."

A chill once again ran up Spencer’s spine, but she was not at all frightened.

Glancing at Yan Huan’s figure behind her, Spencer instantly understood why Ye Shiyu was putting on an act.

She turned her head, gave Ye Shiyu a thumbs-down with a sneer,

"So concerned about looking like a big sister in front of Yan Huan, huh? Alright then, watch me make sure you lose miserably... hehe..."

Also?

Ye Shiyu concentrated briefly on one word in her statement, thoughtfully.

Meanwhile, Yuanlina approached with two boxes, asking them to each draw a piece of paper,

"The pieces of paper inside the two boxes are exactly the same, so you have a chance of drawing the same item~"

"After drawing, please read carefully, and after the President fires the starter pistol, you can go and borrow items!"

The two drew simultaneously, unfolding their respective papers in their palms.

Ye Shiyu: "A handwritten letter from a person of the opposite sex"

Spencer: "A personal item from a best friend"

They exchanged a glance, each mentally searching for their target.

Behind them, Yan Huan confirmed they had finished reading and raised the starter pistol,

"On your mark... go!"

Spencer, clutching her piece of paper, turned and dashed towards the Hentai Club area, while Ye Shiyu’s gaze landed on Yan Huan.

"An Le! An Le!"

"Wha... what is it, Spencer? What did you draw?"

"Give me your phone!"

"Ah, is... is it about something of mine?"

Spencer showed An Le the piece of paper with the phone, and seeing "best friend" written on it, An Le blushed with emotion,

"Spencer, I... I’ll give you my phone right now!"

"Awesome, I’ve got this win in the bag!"

Spencer snatched An Le’s phone and raced back towards the field.

On the other hand, Ye Shiyu approached Yan Huan, turning her head, searching for something,

"What are you looking for, Sister Shiyu?"

"A marker pen."

"Marker pen? I do have one... do you need..."

As Yan Huan produced a marker pen, Ye Shiyu stared straight at him and then gently pulled at her sports jacket.

The next second, the shirt pulled outward formed a flat surface towards Yan Huan.

Her sports T-shirt slightly separated from her body, instantly creating a not too big or too small space.

Amidst a faint scent of flowers, Yan Huan almost effortlessly saw the edge of her pure white bra and the outline of its curves.

His breath hiccupped for a moment, then he quickly lifted his gaze.

What he saw was Ye Shiyu’s expressionless face, sizing him up.

Yan Huan adjusted his breathing and asked,

"Sister Shiyu, this..."

"..."

Ye Shiyu just held up her piece of paper and said flatly,

"No time to find paper to write on, so Xiao Huan, write on my clothes."

"...Steady on."

Yan Huan shakily picked up the marker pen and began writing on her shirt, careful to control his pressure so the pen wouldn’t press through the T-shirt onto her skin.

"Sister Shiyu... good luck..."

"..."

Not uttering a word, Ye Shiyu only noticed when Yan Huan’s peripheral vision lifted to look at her face:

Her complexion had turned a bit more rosy.

Your face is blushing like a bubble tea kettle!

"Alright, the inspection for Spencer’s item is complete and she may start running!"

Not good, Spencer is about to take off!

Yan Huan slightly sped up his writing, finishing the handwritten letter with a signature,

"Okay, Sister Shiyu... best of luck!"

At that, Ye Shiyu showed a hint of disappointment.

But she didn’t express it, just glanced at Yan Huan’s chest where her clothes were and then returned to the track to continue the competition.

"Alright, Ye Shiyu’s item inspection is complete!"

Ahead, Spencer glanced back at Ye Shiyu’s running speed with disdainful laughter,

"That speed? You’re bound to lose, Ye Shiyu!"

With that thought, she increased her running pace, quickly outdistancing Ye Shiyu by over 100 meters.

Without hesitation, she sprinted with all her might and ultimately surpassed Ye Shiyu by half a track to claim victory.

"The Hentai Club versus the Sewing Club! It’s Spencer from the Hentai Club who takes the first round!!"

"Ah... I said it, no competition..."

"We’re done for."

The others sighed in disappointment, only Owen from the Track and Field Club furrowed his brow.

"Ha... ha... ha..."

Watching Ye Shiyu finally reach the finish line, Spencer wiped the sweat from her cheek, her laughter growing wilder.

"Ye Shiyu, you must be shocked by such a crushing defeat, right? So, let me remind you..."

She extended her hand, pointing at the calm-faced Ye Shiyu,

"You’re the challenger, roar!"

"..."

Ye Shiyu ignored her, just silently looked down at the writing on her chest from Yan Huan.

Then, as if more thirsty than before, she quickly grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the sideline and took a gulp.

"Tsk!"

Seeing she didn’t respond, Spencer wiped the sweat from her forehead and moved toward the track.

The second round, begins!!