That very night after Ouyang Qianxue’s club visits, a post titled "Mysterious Transfer Student Sweeps Cherry Blossom’s Elite Clubs—Next School Beauty?" exploded on the academy’s campus forum. Click counts instantly hit 999+.
Attached were candid photos of Ouyang Qianxue snapped by students, alongside eyewitness accounts:
*"Holy crap—is this some celebrity’s photoshoot? Where’d you steal these?"*
*"Nope, I was there. She’s even prettier in person."*
*"So she really crushed those top clubs?"*
*"True. Nearly beat the Go Club’s genius, then totally wrecked the volleyball ace."*
*"That strong?!"*
*"You ain’t seen nothing. One piano piece in Music Club turned their advisor—a Juilliard grad—into her hardcore fan."*
*"No way! Their advisor’s legit!"*
*"Believe it or not!"*
Beneath this comment, a level-10 account tagged "School Beauty Committee" replied:
*"We’ve noted your reports. We’ll soon assess this student’s eligibility for School Beauty status."*
*"Whoa! The Committee’s here?!"*
*"A transfer student shook them up on day one?!"*
This so-called "School Beauty Committee" began as a fan club. Over generations of student reforms, it evolved into Cherry Blossom’s official authority—handling everything from daily fan management to electing the School Beauty.
*"Perfect timing. The throne’s been empty since last Beauty graduated two months ago."*
*"Finally! A new era begins!"* students cheered.
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Next morning, Ouyang Qianxue walked to class with Qian Wang. His signature golden hair drew stares instantly.
*"Hey—isn’t that—"*
*"Yeah. The one from the forum."*
*"Stunning. Can’t believe she’s talented too."*
*"Truly beauty and brains."*
*"Ugh…"* Overwhelmed by whispers and burning gazes, Ouyang Qianxue shrank behind Qian Wang. He’d never been this noticed.
*"Qianxue,"* Qian Wang hissed, *"you’re a guy aiming to conquer Cherry Blossom in a dress. Don’t hide now."*
He reluctantly stepped beside her, bracing against the attention.
*"Phew—made it."* At the classroom door, he sighed in relief—only to be swarmed by classmates.
*"Ouyang, you were amazing yesterday!"*
*"Go genius AND piano prodigy?!"*
*"I set your piano recording as my ringtone!"*
*"So selfish! I’m your fan now—can I call you ‘Lady Qianxue’?"*
Trapped in the chatter, he only escaped when the substitute teacher arrived.
*"I’m dead…"* He melted onto his desk like a soft-bodied creature. His eyes drifted to Bai Yuxuan—still icy, still reading. Today’s book? *Linear Algebra*.
*(Seriously? Self-studying college math? Terrifying.)*
As class began, Ouyang Qianxue reached into his desk—and froze. A black-and-gold envelope lay inside, elegant as a tycoon’s invitation. Bai Yuxuan hadn’t looked up. He slipped it open:
> *Dear Ouyang Qianxue,*
> *Congratulations on passing the School Beauty Committee’s preliminary review. Secure a top 20% rank in this month’s exams, and we’ll crown you Cherry Blossom’s next School Beauty.*
*"Review? School Beauty?!"* Utterly baffled, he dragged Qian Wang to the rooftop at lunch.
*"Prank?"* He thrust the letter at her.
*"The Committee?! Congrats, Qianxue! First step to your goal!"* She squeezed his hands, thrilled.
*"What goal?!"*
*"You didn’t know? The School Beauty is Cherry Blossom’s most popular girl. Win it, and you clear your aunt’s first condition. But top 20%? Don’t underestimate these students—countless candidates got axed for grades."*
*"Grades matter for a beauty title?"*
*"Shallow. This is Cherry Blossom—a powerhouse academy. Our School Beauty must excel in everything to represent us."*
*"Guess I’ll hit the books…"* He groaned. *"But a guy becoming School Beauty? I want to vanish into a crack in the floor."*
*"I think it’s hilarious,"* Qian Wang grinned. *"A crossdressing School Beauty? You’d be Cherry Blossom’s most legendary one ever—in every sense."*
*"Stop teasing me,"* Ouyang Qianxue sighed. After two days, he’d learned her sweet face hid a demon’s mischief.
