Not long after, the school's commendation meeting ended. Song Qingmo politely declined the school's invitation to continue attending. Then he looked at Mu Hengshi, who also said he would consider it. He was quite puzzled. Did he not want to stay in the aristocratic college anymore? Where would he go then? However, Song Qingmo soon knew where Mu Hengshi wanted to go to school.

After the summer vacation, on the day when the new students entered the school, Song Qingmo went to the school to register with great excitement. Song Qingmo got off his bicycle and was full of hope to walk into this brand new campus and enjoy the wonderful life. But when he parked his bicycle and walked to the school gate with his schoolbag on his back, he bumped into Mu Hengshi who was coming towards him. He stared at Mu Hengshi blankly. "Didn't you say you wanted to avoid me? Why did you choose this place?" Song Qingmo pointed at Mu Hengshi and looked at him with a ghostly look on his face.

"I thought you were trying to lie to me about the No. 1 high school in the city, but I didn't expect that what you said was actually true." Mu Hengshi looked at the furious Song Qingmo and said these words mercilessly, appearing a little innocent.

"Do you think I believe you? I lied to you, the wicked complain first, you should be the one who lied to me." Song Qingmo now just wanted to go crazy and scratch his hair with his claws and roar. With his and Mu Hengshi's academic ranking, they might even be in the same class. Now not only do they have to be in the same school and class, but they will also stay here with Mu Hengshi for three years. Just thinking about it makes him want to go crazy. He couldn't understand why Mu Hengshi lied to him. He was really good at it. He even said that he felt he was lying to him. Song Qingmo didn't understand, and now he didn't want to understand. He immediately put on a cold face, put on his small schoolbag, and ran away with his long legs without looking at Mu Hengshi again.

Song Qingmo quickly found the location of the class and found his seat. Some classmates had already arrived. The class was divided into rows of two. Song Qingmo specially found an occupied seat. The seats in front, behind, and on both sides were also full of people. In this way, even if Mu Hengshi suddenly wanted to sit next to him, there would be nothing he could do.

Song Qingmo stared nervously at the door. Sure enough, not long after, Mu Hengshi also walked in from the classroom door with elegant steps. "Haha, I knew it." Song Qingmo's face showed an expression of as expected, and at the same time he felt a little numb. Although he had already known that this would definitely be the result, he couldn't help but feel speechless.

"What a coincidence, classmate Song, we meet again." Mu Hengshi walked to the side of Song Qingmo. Seeing that there was no room in front, behind, left or right of him, he did not say anything, but just stared at Song Qingmo and started chatting with him as if he was an old friend.

"Hmph!" Song Qingmo snorted sarcastically, turned his head away, buried it in the desk, and pretended to want to sleep. Now that he didn't want to pay attention to Mu Heng, he still felt that all this was too weird.

The teacher came in and introduced himself, and asked the students to introduce themselves one by one.

This is the best class in No. 1 High School. Song Qingmo doesn't know most of the people in the class, except Mu Hengshi, of course.

It was Song Qingmo's turn to introduce himself. He did not reveal his family background. He simply said that his name was Song Qingmo and he loved painting. There was nothing else to say.

When it was Mu Hengshi's turn to speak, he was even more direct than Song Qingmo. He simply said, "I am Mu Hengshi," and nothing more. Although Song Qingmo and Mu Hengshi were both taciturn and didn't say much, their good looks made them the subject of discussion among the entire class, both men and women, on their first day.

"Have you seen Mu Hengshi? He's so handsome, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He also has an aura about him, just like those abstinent male protagonists in novels."

"Song Qingmo isn't bad either. He's handsome and elegant, with gentle eyes and eyebrows, just like a noble young man from the south of the Yangtze River. I think anyone who can marry him in the future will be very happy."

"Haha, you guys didn't get the gist of it. You know what? Song Qingmo and Mu Hengshi's families are incredibly wealthy. Didn't you see the news broadcast in the capital the other day? Song Qingmo and Mu Hengshi were ranked first and second in the city, and they came from an aristocratic academy. The clothes they wore that day clearly showed they were wealthy, didn't they?"

"No way, no way, they are so rich and they got the first and second place in the city. They don't want to leave a way out for us poor kids." After introducing all this, Song Qingmo put his head on the table and continued to play dead. He listened to his classmates' discussions with his ears perked up.

He didn't see any movement from his deskmate, so he turned his head to look over and saw that his deskmate was sleeping with his head down, just like him. Song Qingmo looked at his deskmate who looked like a pig in silence, then turned his head to look at Mu Heng who was sitting in front of him. That guy also had no expression on his face.

"Oh, forget it. I'd better continue pretending to be dead." After Mu Hengshi, his old friend, Song Qingmo couldn't find anyone to talk to in the school for a while. Bored, he had no choice but to bury his head in his shoulder and continue sleeping.

After the bell rang, the teacher called a few students to get books. Song Qingmo was quite enthusiastic because he saw that there were many girls in the class and few boys. He thought it would be a bad idea to let a few girls get books. As a man, he should naturally step forward first. When the teacher asked the students who were interested to raise their hands, he actively raised his hand.

When Song Qingmo and the boys in the class set off, Mu Hengshi told the teacher that he also wanted to help, and followed them out.

"Hey, did you see that classmate Mu didn't want to go at all, but the moment he saw Song Qingmo, his eyes lit up and he followed him out. Do you think they know each other?"

"I don't know, but they are from the same school, so they should know each other, right?" The classmates were speculating among themselves.

"Song Qingmo, be careful." Song Qingmo was walking well, but when he heard Mu Hengshi's voice, he subconsciously turned his head. Then, because he was holding the book and was impacted by inertia, Song Qingmo was about to fall. Mu Hengshi grabbed Song Qingmo's waist in time from behind and barely stopped Song Qingmo from leaning out.

"Are you okay?" Mu Hengshi pulled Song Qingmo into his arms again, looking a little nervous. Song Qingmo raised his head and looked into Mu Hengshi's eyes. He withdrew from Mu Hengshi's arms, then said thank you softly and hurried away.

Song Qingmo hadn't realized yet that the culprit who almost caused him to fall was Mu Hengshi. Mu Hengshi stared at Song Qingmo's receding back and touched his hand, greedily feeling the warmth of Song Qingmo lingering on his fingertips.