No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 1914: Hayes Edwards Extra (71)

Grace Winter first thought of Hayes Edwards at that time.

Hayes has a bit of obsession with cleanliness. In the past three years of junior high school, his school uniform, which has a white base, was always spotless, not a drop of ink on it, looking as good as new.

If it were a normal day, he’d get angry if someone touched it, let alone lending it out.

"Can I, Hayes?" Grace asked while bringing him a small cake.

She made it herself.

Nearly fifteen, Hayes was already almost 1.8 meters tall, while Grace only reached his shoulder height, with round eyes and a face that rounded up when she smiled, looking like a little doll.

Hayes held his phone in one hand, his attention fixed on the game, casually tossing the school uniform jacket from the sofa, "Remember to wash it clean."

Grace hugged his clothes, nodding obediently, "Okay."

She left the small cake behind.

It wasn’t until the door closed that Hayes looked up.

A strawberry-flavored small cake, it was evident that her skills weren’t quite honed yet.

Was this testing poison on him?

Hayes opened the packaging disdainfully, took a bite, and the taste was actually... not bad?

So at Monday’s flag-raising ceremony, Grace was wearing Hayes’s school uniform.

Although it was the school uniform from when Hayes was in the first year of junior high, it was still very big for Grace. The sleeves were long, and the hem of the clothing almost reached her knees.

Making her look tiny, not at all like a junior high student, but more like a primary school student.

"Is she really one of our first-year students?"

"I heard she’s from our own school, very impressive, got first place in the graduation exam."

"An ace student..."

After the freshman representative’s speech ended, Grace became the focal point of attention for the first-year grade and was frequently mentioned in daily conversation.

Good grades, good looks, but people wondered what her personality was like?

"I heard the senior year head honcho is her brother."

Someone brought back freshly gathered news.

For freshmen meeting each other for the first time, sometimes gossiping can really bring them closer.

But soon there was a new question, "Who is Hayes Edwards?"

"You don’t know Hayes Edwards? You weren’t a student from Dawn Light, right? Students from Dawn Light basically all know him." The boy who brought the news said.

After saying that, the boy recounted the story about Hayes.

"Back when he was still in the elementary section, a few seniors from the junior high couldn’t stand him and asked him out. Hayes then played a basketball game with them on that day. And after entering junior high, he faced several groups, but no matter how many came, they all ended up being defeated by him. It was quite spectacular, and there wasn’t a single person who wasn’t applauding."

The student who raised the question listened in amazement, "You Dawn Light folks... play that tough? Fighting? And crowds watching?"

"What are you thinking." The boy waved his hand, "I was talking about basketball games."

"..."

One week after the start of first grade, the military training officially began.

Two years ago at this time, Grace had specifically brought Hayes iced green bean soup, so Mother Edwards also reminded Hayes, "Remember to take it to Grace. The weather is hot again recently. Remember to check on her during breaks, and I’ve iced the green bean soup and packed it in ice bags for you to take..."

Hayes stood at the door with his backpack on, carrying the large and small bags Mother Edwards handed to him.

All things Grace liked to eat.

Hayes’s face was emotionless.