I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart

While F High pays close attention to City No.1 High School, City No.1 High School is also keeping an eye on F High.

They are both competitors, and only by knowing the enemy and yourself can you be ever-victorious.

The senior second-year honors class at City No.1 High School was particularly silent; it wasn’t quite class time yet, and the students who usually were busy solving problems started to gather together and whine quietly after learning that this year’s term-end highest score from F High had once again surpassed theirs.

A girl, despondent, lay sprawled on her desk, mumbling to her deskmate, "Oh my God! Is Xie from F High defying the natural order? I thought Bai Wenxing’s 698 points were already the peak, but he actually scored 702 points?!"

Her deskmate, also a girl, lifted her head from her book upon hearing this: "What if I told you this Xie Ying’an is also really good-looking?"

"How could that be?" The girl waved her arm dismissively, but not a minute later, couldn’t help but lean in curiously, "From what you’re saying, Fangfang, have you seen that number one student from F High?"

"Mm!" Fangfang nodded, then added, "Saw him at the physics competition."

The girl didn’t have much confidence in her study-obsessed deskmate’s taste in looks; she pointed quietly at Bai Wenxing sitting in front and whispered, "So, how does this Xie compare to Bai Wenxing in terms of looks?"

Fangfang glanced at Bai Wenxing’s back and candidly replied, "Of course, Xie Ying’an is better-looking."

Her deskmate was surprised, "Eh? This time you didn’t mind me calling him ’Bai Wenxing’?"

Fangfang shrugged helplessly: "Even if I minded, you wouldn’t stop calling him that, so whatever."