"President Ye, the speech time is almost here," a school teacher whispered, never having expected Ye Feimo to be interested in a sports meet. Normally, the principal and several school board members would leave after their opening remarks at the annual sports meet, but this year was different. Ye Feimo had been sitting there for nearly an hour, and the principal and board members didn't dare to leave, all sitting there to keep him company.
They all felt as if they were sitting on pins and needles, constantly wiping away sweat.
All the students competing in this year's sports meet felt an unusually immense pressure.
Even the announcer on the main platform felt the pressure was overwhelming; the aura behind them was chilling, and the usually imposing school board members and principal all looked miserable.
The announcer felt pretty miserable too.
