The award ceremony proceeded in sequence, and it finally came to the group awards.
"May I invite the female tug-of-war champions from the first, second, and third-year classes to come on stage!"
The representative for Class 8's awards presentation was none other than Yu Wen, who had been injured during the tug-of-war. Out of consideration, everyone gave her the opportunity to bask in the glory.
Yu Wen set down her iced milk tea, revealing a confident and composed smile.
Her foot had recovered a lot after resting for an entire afternoon, and she could walk normally.
"Qing E, Yanan, Qiqi, I'm going now," said the class monitor.
Yu Wen passed by the formations of each class, accompanied by thunderous applause, which nearly distorted her smile to the point of stiffness on her face.
In reality, Yu Wen had never experienced such a scene before.
But in her fantasies, she had long been a heartthrob.
