Lin Hanyun held a towel and a water bottle, her face expressionless. "This is for you. But don't get the wrong idea—I'm only doing this for the class."

Xiao Mu froze. Was this... tsundere?

He couldn't help but smile gently, his white teeth flashing. His eyes shone with sun-like radiance. Though pale-faced, he brimmed with vitality.

"Thanks."

That was the essence of a sunny youth. His unique aura made it feel like stepping into a teen idol drama.

Ding! Lin Hanyun's affection for the Host increased by 3 points. Keep it up, Host!

Lin Hanyun kept her composure. After handing the towel and water bottle to Xiao Mu, she walked away.

Only the system prompt revealed that Lin Hanyun had just been charmed.

With that episode over, the second round began.

Winning this round would advance Class 2 to tomorrow's matches.

As the game started, Xiao Mu grabbed the ball first and scored quickly.

"Damn it!" Xiong Yuan grumbled. No one could keep up with Xiao Mu's moves. They could only watch him score again and again.

At this rate, they were sure to lose.

What caught Xiao Mu's attention was the girls' screams after every score. Unconsciously... he'd gained a wave of fangirls?

Honestly, this feeling was amazing!!

After each basket, Xiao Mu flashed a brilliant smile at the stands. His handsome face radiated charm. Underclassmen girls cried, "So hot!"

Hearing them, Xiao Mu's fighting spirit surged. Roar! Class 4... tremble!

Xiao Mu charged like a beast in heat—no, like a sick cat turned fierce tiger. His attacks overwhelmed Xiong Yuan's team completely.

By halftime, Xiao Mu was nearly exhausted. But the huge lead meant Class 4 had no chance.

"Brother Mu, you've worked hard. Leave the rest to us," Jie Wu said, handing him water.

"Mm." Xiao Mu took it. Class 4 couldn't win, but he'd still play just in case.

He glanced at Lin Hanyun in the distance. She was watching too. Xiao Mu smiled. She immediately turned her head away.

Xiao Mu sighed helplessly. With her personality, raising her affection to 90 would be tough.

Pushing that aside, the second half began.

To everyone's surprise, Xiao Mu switched to defense. Even more shocking—he didn't attack?

Now the game felt real. Both teams sprinted across the court. Only Xiao Mu stood like an observer, silently watching.

Xiong Yuan didn't understand why, but saw a chance to turn the tables!

Yet it wasn't easy. Jie Wu's defense held firm. Class 4 couldn't break through.

Time passed. Still no scores.

"I'm going all out!" Xiong Yuan gritted his teeth. He eyed the hoop and launched a three-pointer.

Winning was impossible, but at least they wouldn't lose face badly.

Mid-flight, a figure leaped high and intercepted the ball perfectly.

It was... Xiao Mu!

Xiong Yuan's face turned bitter. Continuing was pointless. They weren't weak—their opponent was just too strong.

"Referee... we forfeit."

Class 4 walked away, heads hung low, desperate to escape the shame.

"I declare, Class 2 wins!"

The arena erupted in cheers. Jie Wu and the others yelled loudest, surrounding Xiao Mu, faces beaming with excitement.

Xiao Mu scanned the crowd. No Night Glass—only Lin Hanyun.

Ding! Lin Hanyun's affection for the Host increased by 2 points. Keep it up, Host!