"Regarding the old-fashioned types, we're on the same page. I'm in!" After clapping hands with the three, Gao highlighted each of their palms, then the four hands overlapped and laughed together. From F3 to F4, the united front expanded—now a four-member alliance, full of joy. Zhao Yuanhang, Zuo Tianpei, and Fan Weizhe unanimously elected the confident and commanding Gao as the new leader of the F4. After cleaning the main hall of the library, the four stood together and walked out with pride. "Wow! They look so cool!" a girl exclaimed. "Now it's F4—what a thrilling evolution!" another girl gasped. "They truly are our girls' dream matches!" another excitedly remarked. Xia Le Tao clapped and cheered, "Four young princes stepping onto the stage together—how many girls will be enchanted?" Gao Ruolan, however, remained unimpressed. One afternoon after school, the F4 gathered to discuss their experiences in class. Zhao Yuanhang was full of confidence and joy, pulling out a sleek smartphone and proudly declaring, "This book captures my ultimate vision, accompanying me through every moment during class breaks!" Left Tianpei snatched the phone away and glanced at the screen—displaying an e-book titled *Campus Romance: The Ever-Admirable*. He chuckled, giving Zhao a punch and saying, "That's why the girls in our class always say you're a 'flower-hearted, easily distracted guy'! With a shelf life of just one week, you truly leave their hearts aching!" "To love every beautiful woman in the world—that's my best achievement, Zhao Yuanhang!" Zhao took back the phone, flipping through a series of stunning photos of beautiful women, radiating confidence and delight. "And what about you?" Left Tianpei asked, turning to Fan Weizhe beside him. "Me? I carry this!" Fan proudly displayed his high-end laptop, saying with pride, "I'm hooked on playing 3D street basketball video games—it's absolutely thrilling!" "Haha! Playing basketball games during class!" "It's no wonder your game is so excellent!" Lu Tianpei raised his thumb in praise. At this moment, Zhao Yuanhang put down his e-reader and asked Lu, "Tianpei! Don't you always ask us about everything—what are you doing in class?" "Well, well... lately, a campus song titled 'Dreams' has been really popular. I bought a portable stereo and play the original CD with the stereo output. I listen and sing along—it's absolutely wonderful!" Lu Tianpei looked completely immersed in the music. "So it seems we each have our own passions, and we're all enjoying our own little joys!" All three laughed. After laughing, Zhao Yuanhang noticed that Gao Liang beside him looked unhappy, so he asked him. Gao Liang looked visibly displeased and said, "I'm not as lucky as you guys. As soon as the new teacher starts lecturing, I fall asleep. And when I do, I get criticized. The fact that I've already been considered a 'lucky star' who brings bad luck is enough—now, I've got another 'enemy' on top of that!" "Which teacher has the nerve to manage our captain?" Zhao Yuanhang felt indignant on behalf of Gao Liang and said, "Let's take him on together some other time!" Gao Liang was just about to respond when he was surprised to see someone standing in front of them. The four looked up and there stood Song Si'an, the newly hired teacher, who had just passed by. "I've heard everything you've said," Song said, "but I'm amazed at how little you care about studying. You're truly unlearned, wasting your time, and showing no ambition at all!" Gao Liang replied, "Shut up!" "You—you—you're simply unteachable!" Song shook her head and walked off with a sigh. "That teacher is so stiff!" Zhao Yuanhang spat out, expressing his frustration. "Give her something to see!" Fan Weizhe and Qi Tianpei said in unison. "I know exactly what to do!" Gao Liang said, a smile spreading across his face as he watched Song Si'an's retreating figure. The school basketball court. Fan Wei Ze was playing basketball when someone approached from behind and gently pulled him aside. When he turned around, it was Chen Yanling. Seeing her excitedly, she said, "Thank you so much for your help over the past few weeks. I've now passed my computer exam completely. Look, here's my exam paper—I scored first in the class. I really need to thank you sincerely!" "You're welcome!" Fan Wei Ze replied. "This is your book—I'm returning it to you now!" She said, then handed the book back to Fan Wei Ze, who took it and set it aside. Fan Wei Ze continued playing basketball, and Chen Yanling left. When he returned to his dormitory in the evening and opened the book, he found a note tucked inside, which read: Fan, Hi! I am Chen Yanling from Class E-Commerce. Since the first time I saw you on the basketball court, my eyes have never been able to leave you. Whether you were playing basketball, racing on the sports field, or singing karaoke at the club, I could always quickly find your place among the crowd and know exactly where you were—like your light seemed to shine wherever you were. You've been tutoring me once a week, and my notes are always full. Every night before sleeping, I review them carefully and fall asleep holding the notebook. I was initially quite shy to express myself so directly, but your excellence has deeply moved me. If I don’t say it now, I’m not sure when I’ll ever have the courage to speak up again. To avoid making this feeling a forever regret, I’ve gathered my courage and am writing this letter to express my feelings to you. Fan Wei Ze. I like you. Will you accept me? Fan Wei Ze read it, and felt a little stirred. That day, Gao Liang returned home and, in front of his parents, took lessons in the course "Introduction to Business Management" from his elder sister, Gao Qingxue. This made his parents genuinely happy—clearly, Gao Liang was now truly committed to his studies and had a promising successor for their family business. Gao Qingxue, an outstanding graduate of Saint Dorothy Mary Business School, naturally had the time and ability to teach Gao Liang. Gao Liang took meticulous notes and also asked several thoughtful business questions, and the whole family was delighted by his diligence. Yet, they had no idea what Gao Liang's next goal truly was. Only Gao Liang himself knew—he was studying hard at the last minute, yet he clenched his fists, turned to the sketch of a figure he had just drawn on the board, and said, "Song Si'an, I'll make you look bad!" Then, he smiled gently. Song Sian arrived at class one day. As soon as she pushed open the classroom door, she noticed that a plastic bag filled with water on the door frame had burst, spilling a large amount of water directly onto her head, turning her into a soggy chicken. The whole class burst into laughter. Song Sian was furious and exclaimed, "Who did this?" "Me!" High Light stood up from his seat, surprising everyone. "Last time you slept through class, and now you're pulling another prank—what do you want?" Song Sian clearly sounded annoyed. "Teacher, I've never been particularly interested in your business course. Starting today, I'm going to be disruptive in class. If you can expel me, I'll be deeply grateful!" High Light spoke fluently in English. His words left the entire class stunned—such a prestigious school where it's hard for anyone to get in, and yet he wanted to leave. "I teach business management, not English. Please don't speak to me in English!" Song Si'an felt a bit embarrassed. "Teacher, let me translate for you! He said he wanted to be mischievous—should you be able to dismiss him, he'd be deeply grateful!" Gong Ruolan stood up and said. Gong Liang gave Gong Ruolan a withering look—what a constant interrupter she was! Gong Ruolan met his gaze with equal determination. Song Si'an was only a new teacher, and only the principal had the authority to dismiss a student, so he was momentarily stunned. Gong Liang grew even more mischievous, declaring, "Teacher, from today on, you're no longer to teach—today's class will be mine!" The announcement left everyone astonished. Behind them, Zhao Meixuan and Xu Xinyan's eyes instantly lit up. "What a delight! Our idol is going to teach us!" Xu Xinyan's eyes were wide open. "I knew it! Our idol won't be outdone by anyone—ever since that race, I've seen it clearly!" Zhao Meixuan believed in her own insight. Gaoliang spoke confidently on the podium, and everyone became students. "Today I'd like to deliver my second lesson. Please turn to page three. Today's topic is..." "Wow! What a great performance! Such a standard, fluent English presentation!" Zhao Meixuan beamed with admiration. "Meixuan, look at how well-organized and lively he is speaking—completely outshines Teacher Song. I truly enjoy listening to him teach!"