With no other choice, Zhu Xing selected Song Yingying.
The newly tasked Song Yingying looked a bit thrilled. After Zhu Xing left, she unusually zoned out during class, passing notes to Zhu Lexing: 【This is my first time getting picked to shine in an event like this】
Zhu Lexing scribbled back: 【Wasn’t it the same last time?】
——It’s different. Thank you, Lexing.
Zhu Lexing pocketed the note and whispered, “What for? You earned it yourself.”
But Song Yingying just gazed at her, smiling without a word.
The next day.
Before the Sports Meet kicked off, there was still an early reading period. Zhu Xing lectured from the podium about precautions, his core message being: “Friendship first, competition second.”
Don’t get injured in the process, and don’t maliciously target anyone else.
Zhu Lexing found it dull. Glancing around, she saw plenty of others zoning out or doing their own thing. Right then, Qiao Qiao sent her a link. She peeked at it, fired off a few “hahas,” and scrolled up—straight to that post whose title alone had left Zhu Lexing drowning in question marks the other day.
《My Limp and Boneless Alpha Girlfriend》
She tapped it open, all while keeping an eye on Zhu Xing up front.
Until she looked down again.
【Chapter 1
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Zhu Lexing awoke on a 500-square-meter mega-bed…】
That single line had Zhu Lexing choking back a cough on the spot.
Up on the podium, Zhu Xing paused his lecture and looked her way. “Zhu Lexing? Got something to share?”
Zhu Lexing: “…”
She stood there, acutely aware of a gaze landing on her from not far off.
It was Yan Mian.
Forcing down the embarrassment, Zhu Lexing said, “No… just a bit of a cold. Coughing.”
Zhu Xing quickly replied, “Sit down, then. Everyone, take care of your health day-to-day too. Next, the third point to watch out for at this Sports Meet—”
Zhu Lexing sank back into her seat, swallowing her mortification as she kept reading.
Five hundred words straight, all waxing poetic on how opulent “Zhu Lexing’s” home was—no repeated descriptors in sight.
Zhu Lexing figured the author was either a copy-paste bot or someone who’d actually mapped out a palace one-for-one.
She thought that was the peak of cringe, but what followed plunged even lower.
【Leaving Mars behind, Zhu Lexing rode in a stretched Lincoln, arriving at school after a ten-minute drive.
In truth, the Zhu Family—far off on Mars—was a full fifty thousand star-miles from No. 1 High School. But thanks to Zhu Lexing’s modifications, the car could cross planets in a second. That was Zhu Lexing: the genius Alpha who controlled the world’s economic lifelines.
At No. 1 High School, the entire school’s Omegas lined up at the school gate. Dressed in matching uniforms, faces alight with adoration, eyes sparkling like stars, they all awaited Zhu Lexing’s arrival! In their eyes, Zhu Lexing was No. 1 High’s most… most… most…
Twenty bodyguards formed ranks by the car door, a red carpet rolled out from Class 7 all the way to the school gate. As the bodyguards swung open the door and Zhu Lexing slowly poked her head out, the world’s screams drowned everything else.
And amid this jubilant, flower-strewn frenzy, one Omega—backpack slung over her shoulder, emerging pristine from the muck—approached. She glanced their way, her gaze lingering on Zhu Lexing’s face for a few seconds before moving on, continuing forward.
Even those few seconds felt like a lifetime to Zhu Lexing!
Before, everyone saw Zhu Lexing as this noble, aloof, unattainable genius. No one had ever looked at her with such indifference—and for her, jaded by endless worship, it hit like lightning through her body, every cell blooming in response.
Zhu Lexing coughed muffledly, and a bodyguard bellowed, “She’s about to spit blood!”
Instantly, handkerchiefs flew from the Omega team—one person passing forward another—until a full three thousand reached Zhu Lexing’s side. And mind you, that was just from the Omegas at this one school who adored her.
Zhu Lexing spat out a mouthful of blood, plum blossoms blooming in delicate spots on her handkerchief. Because she’d held it in for so long, the girl’s perfect eyes shimmered with teardrops at the corners.
Zhu Lexing gazed in Yan Mian’s direction, her tears sliding down to form a single snowflake.
“Woman,” Zhu Lexing said deeply and passionately, “I’ll remember you.”
】
Zhu Lexing: “…………”
Help.
Help.
Help.
A million cries for help couldn’t capture Zhu Lexing’s current mood.
For the first time, she desperately wanted to drag out the person behind that account and see just what kind of monster could write something that felt like a lightning bolt scorching through her body, killing every cell in its path.
This was called 《My Limp and Boneless Alpha Girlfriend》?
It should clearly be renamed 《Zhu Mary Sue Le Ice Crystal Dream Bud Star》.
In a daze, Zhu Lexing slipped into a trance as if the world had emptied out, leaving only her behind.
Was this what it felt like to ascend to immortality?
“Lexing?”
Only when Song Yingying called her name did Zhu Lexing slowly come back to herself. She looked at Song Yingying, who said, “I’m heading off to hold the flag now. Wait for me on the running track later.”
Reminded by her, Zhu Lexing realized class had ended. Plenty of people were heading down the hallway toward the sports field to assemble.
After Song Yingying left, Zhu Lexing slowly stood and walked over to the windowsill.
Qiao Qiao had deliberately stopped by Class 7. Seeing Zhu Lexing standing there like an idiot by the window, she followed her gaze but saw only a crowd of people milling about on the sports field.
“What are you looking at?” she asked casually. “It’s about to start. Let’s go together?”
Zhu Lexing replied irrelevantly, “Maybe I should just die.”
Qiao Qiao: ?
Zhu Lexing said sincerely, “I’m already socially dead from living like this. Might as well go for the physical kind.”
Her tone dripped with utter despair. Qiao Qiao immediately grabbed Zhu Lexing’s shoulders and forced her to face her. “Zhu Lexing! I admit cursing you out every day might’ve turned you into an idiot, but you can’t lose it today of all days.”
Zhu Lexing: “…If you hadn’t shared that post with me, would I be like this? If you really care about me, go contact the forum moderator and get that post deleted.”
Qiao Qiao: “What’s wrong with it? I think it’s pretty good. It’s only been a day, and it’s already got hundreds of replies.”
Zhu Lexing had felt enough shame just reading the main post. Hundreds of replies on top of that? They had to all be roasting the forum OP for being a weirdo.
She said gravely, “As expected—”
Qiao Qiao pulled up the post right then and shoved the comment section in Zhu Lexing’s face. “Look, everyone says it’s great. They’re begging for updates.”
Zhu Lexing even spotted the moderator’s highlighted name: 【Keep it up and update!】
Zhu Lexing: “…”
Zhu Lexing didn’t want to talk to these ABO world philistines who’d never seen the wider world.
She hated everyone!
Qiao Qiao shoved Zhu Lexing out the door. Halfway there, the loudspeaker blared with stirring music. Amid the principal’s usual officious speech, the sports field outside filled with students forming up into ranks and marching in formation.
“Perfect timing,” Qiao Qiao said. “We missed the assembly, so no baking in the sun. Let’s go find Xu He.”
That finally eased the depression, embarrassment, fury, and utter mortification churning in Zhu Lexing’s chest.
By the time they reached the sports field, the formations were only halfway done lining up. Zhu Lexing scanned for Song Yingying’s position, but Qiao Qiao pointed across the way. “Isn’t that Yan Mian?”
Zhu Lexing looked and sure enough, Yan Mian was following behind a senior sister, script in hand. “What are they doing?”
Qiao Qiao glanced at the main building. “Probably the school broadcast station. Someone mentioned a few days ago they were taking submissions to read out over the broadcast during the sports meet.”
Zhu Lexing nodded. It wasn’t surprising at all.
Yan Mian’s voice was beautiful to begin with. Of course she’d get picked for the broadcast station!
The first event was the 800-meter. On the running track, several girls were pressed close to the friends who’d come to cheer them on, faces brushing faces in extreme intimacy.
Qiao Qiao went off to find Xu He. Zhu Lexing spotted Song Yingying and waved to her. Shouts immediately erupted around them—
“Is that Zhu Lexing? She doesn’t look fragile at all. Does she really spit blood?”
“But she’s so pretty. Where’s Yan Mian?”
“Who’s she waving at?”
Zhu Lexing: “…”
What was this? Public CP-pushing in broad daylight? They were all high schoolers—couldn’t they focus on studying?!
Shipping CPs wasn’t their job! Snap out of it!
Having dawdled upstairs for a bit, they arrived just before the official start.
Zhu Lexing waved to Song Yingying. Behind her, the two runners were already hugging before heading off.
Zhu Lexing noticed the way Song Yingying looked at her: “…”
It was just a hug. No big deal, right?
Thinking that, she awkwardly pulled Song Yingying into a stiff embrace. “G-Good luck!”
The thought made Zhu Lexing recall that morning’s fanfic all over again, filling her with the sense that her life was over.
If Yan Mian saw stuff like that, it’d shave at least ten days off Zhu Lexing’s lifespan!
Lost in her spiraling thoughts, it took Zhu Lexing a moment to realize Song Yingying had been calling her.
She blinked blankly. “Huh?”
Song Yingying: “…Wasn’t that hug a little long?”
Only then did she remember she still hadn’t let go. She quickly stepped back. “Sorry, I—”
“It’s fine,” Song Yingying said. “I know you’re not the type of Alpha who… likes taking advantage.”
Zhu Lexing: “…”
“I haven’t even differentiated yet. Why does everyone assume I’m an Alpha?”
Song Yingying said, “Do you have any chance of differentiating into a different second gender?”
Zhu Lexing thought that if the book wasn’t called Scum A, she’d be perfectly happy differentiating into a Beta.
“See.” Song Yingying started warming up. “Some people are just destined to turn Alpha.”
Zhu Lexing watched Song Yingying’s practiced movements and inexplicably mimicked her, hands on her knees as she bent down to peer at her. “In that case, it’s not set in stone. Who knows? Maybe you’ll differentiate into an Alpha too.”
Song Yingying didn’t reply. Instead, she asked, “Will you run with me in a bit? You don’t have to keep pace with me or anything…”
Zhu Lexing couldn’t help thinking this was straight out of some campus romance novel. Following all the classic tropes, there was bound to be someone waiting for her at the finish line when she ran.
Her mind wandered, and suddenly she wondered who that might be. Yan Mian had been roped into the School Broadcast Station at the last minute, Qiao Qiao was off watching the long jump on another track, and Li Nian had vanished somewhere with Shi Ruofeng.
Of course, it was perfectly normal if no one showed up.
She was tempted to say no, but Song Yingying’s face held just a hint of longing.
Zhu Lexing hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Sure… I guess.”
Just as the teacher was about to signal the start of the race, she spotted Zhu Lexing and blinked in surprise. “Are you competing too? Get back on the track.”
After Zhu Lexing explained that she was just there to accompany a runner, the teacher raised an eyebrow but didn’t press the issue. “Fine, then. Stay at the back of the pack. Don’t start for twenty meters, and make sure you don’t get in anyone else’s way.”
Zhu Lexing followed her instructions to the letter.
The sun beat down mercilessly, baking the rubber track.
The instant the whistle blew, the runners shot forward like arrows loosed from a bowstring.
The teacher had ordered Zhu Lexing to hold her position, leaving her standing there like a statue for several long seconds until someone gave her shoulder a pat. “You’ve got this.”
Zhu Lexing: “…”
What kind of pep talk was that for a tag-along?
She started off at a leisurely jog, but cheers erupted from the crowd around her. “Zhu Lexing—go for it!”
Zhu Lexing: “…………”
Blind fan-girling was a real problem, people!
To make matters worse, she spotted Qiao Qiao in the stands.
Qiao Qiao balled her hand into a fist, then unclenched it, her fingers “walking” a few steps through the air.
It was an utterly bizarre gesture, but Zhu Lexing got the message loud and clear.
She was mocking her—like tossing out some grain; even the chickens on the track could outrun her.
Zhu Lexing decided the world might as well end right then and there. She broke into a sprint.
An Alpha’s physique was no joke. In a matter of seconds, she blew past several competitors—
Those few, however, seemed far more interested in flirting than racing. They clustered together, practically holding hands, gazes locked in shy adoration. They were one longing stare away from a full-on kiss in front of everyone.
Zhu Lexing: “…”
God, what had she done to deserve this spectacle?
She squeezed her eyes shut for a second, then fixed her gaze straight ahead. At that exact moment, a voice crackled over the Broadcast Station speakers. “Now reading viewer submissions. First up, from an anonymous classmate: Qiao Qiao, why didn’t you sign up for the long jump? I’ve liked you for so long, just waiting for today so we could compete together. Why didn’t you come? Why—”
The word “why” dragged on for a full seven repetitions, drilling into Zhu Lexing’s brain before it finally stopped.
She parted her lips, drawing in deep breaths, her ear tips flushed from the wind. She wasn’t tired, but Qiao Qiao was getting love confessions left and right—someone had even penned heartfelt fanfiction titled 《My Limp and Boneless Alpha Girlfriend》 for her. So why was Zhu Lexing left high and dry?
The Broadcast Station read a few more submissions, mostly confessions or simple words of encouragement.
By the time Zhu Lexing felt like slowing down for real, the finish line was already in sight.
Song Yingying’s explosive speed far exceeded Zhu Lexing’s expectations. She trailed the leader by just a few meters.
Then a new voice came over the Broadcast Station.
“Seventh submission: To Zhu Lexing of Sophomore Class 7.”
Zhu Lexing had already come to a stop by then. Her mouth felt parched, her heart pounded wildly, and she braced her hands on her knees. Under the scorching sun, a wave of dizziness washed over her.
It took her a moment to register that the voice belonged to Yan Mian.
Zhu Lexing glanced instinctively toward the speakers, but the voice remained as calm and even as ever.
“Go for it. I hope you do well in the long jump coming up.”
“Submitted by: Yan Mian.”
