The Aloof Male God Is No Longer Aloof?

Jinchuan Middle School, June 25th, the day when the national college entrance examination results are released. In the principal's office, Li Hejiang, the head teacher of Class 3, Grade 3, stood awkwardly in front of his desk, feeling heavy with anxiety. Principal Wang, who had sparse hair on top of his head, coughed twice, raised his eyes and looked at him, with a somewhat profound tone in his voice: "Teacher Li, I believe you should know why I am looking for you today." Li Hejiang's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously leaned forward slightly. With a trace of expectation in his eyes, he tentatively spoke: "Principal... Could it be that our class has won the top prize in the province?" Principal Wang laughed heartily and clapped the official transcript in his hand, unable to hide the joy on his face: "More than just the top scorer in the province! Our three classes directly took first and second place in the province in science! The two top positions are all from your class!" Li Hejiang froze suddenly, and his mind went blank for a moment. "Ye Ye, the first in the province in science, the real provincial champion, crushing the whole class, a full forty points ahead of the third place." Principal Wang slowly announced the first name, his eyes full of admiration. This young man was cold and scheming, with a deep and thoughtful mind. For three years, he had always managed to surpass Yu Shi in the class in all exams. After the words fell, he immediately read out the second name: "Yu Shi ranks second in the province in science, only three points behind Ye Ye." In the same science subject, in the same class, the provincial champion and the second place both ended up here. A thin layer of sweat suddenly broke out in Li Hejiang's palms, and thousands of emotions came to his heart. The three-year monthly exams, unified exams, and mock exams were all visible to everyone in the school. These two people were always far ahead of the rest of the students, forming a separate echelon of their own. Everyone only regarded them as fierce competitors. Su Qinghe was always a little behind Lu Shiyan. Only Li Hejiang could vaguely understand that every time the young man just surpassed her by a few points, it was not all about his desire to win. It was a cautious preference that was hidden in every test paper and every ranking, and it had been withheld for three whole years. The midsummer sunshine outside the window was blazing, covering the entire teaching building. Principal Wang looked at the two names next to each other on the list with a gentle smile: "Others think they are tit-for-tat rivals, but little do they know that the three-year rivalry is a long and pure struggle between two top academics." Li Hejiang nodded slowly. After three years of competition, we have been together step by step, and until today, we have reached the top of the province together. Intention: The best love is when we are equally matched, complement each other, and become better selves together.