I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 132 Oh my god, Li Yan, you're in big trouble!

Li Yan's divine sense swept across the playground and he immediately saw the girls' 400-meter race team.

The track and field of No. 6 Middle School is exactly 400 meters long, and basically everyone needs to run one lap.

The four relay members from each class stood at the starting line.

Li Yan scanned the area with his divine sense and immediately recognized the female contestants from his class.

They are Ye Hui, Lin Yufan, Guo Cailing, Hu Die, and Mei Mengqian.

They were all among the taller girls in the class.

The referee is calling for everyone to assemble.

Everyone immediately stood in line on the track. Li Yan glanced at the order and saw that Mei Mengqian was the last to relay, which made things easy.

He cleared his throat, took out the USB drive, casually plugged it into the audio equipment, and started playing the accompaniment.

Suddenly, a light and airy piano prelude began.

At first, not many people paid attention; they just thought the radio station had changed the song.

At the start of the 400-meter race, the referee held his gun high.

"preparation---!!"

"The next song is dedicated to the female runners of the 400-meter relay in Class 1, Grade 11. The footprints you left on the track are the most passionate verses of youth! Go for it!!"

Instantly, the classes gathered near the starting point erupted in chaos.

"I go!"

"Damn, who is this?!"

"It looks like Li Yan. Isn't the class representative afraid of getting arrested?!"

On the track, the four girls from Class 1 stood in the innermost circle, at the back.

A smile immediately appeared on his face, and his fighting spirit grew even stronger.

"He's so good at it," Lin Yufan said to Ye Hui, who was starting in front of her.

"This is to cheer on the class. Let's all give it our all!"

"Squad leader, you're so boring."

Afterwards, Hu Die tied her shoelaces. She had been assigned to the project because of a minor grudge with Liu Ming.

She hadn't planned to run much; given her personality, she wouldn't care about things like honor.

As for the prize money for the 400-meter relay champion, it's only 100 yuan, which is split among the four people and isn't even enough for her lunch.

But now, she suddenly feels she should take it seriously.

Hu Die looked at her shoes, frowned, and called out to her best friend.

"Yaya, Yaya!"

"What's wrong, Die Die?" Xiao Ya Ya came up.

“Let’s swap shoes. Mine are height-increasing shoes, and yours are athletic shoes, which are suitable for running.”

"Diedie, didn't you say..." Xiao Yaya looked surprised.

"I changed my mind."

"okay!"

Xiao Yaya immediately swapped shoes with her. Since they both had the same shoe size, they didn't feel uncomfortable.

In fact, Xiao Yaya understood immediately why her friend changed her mind.

After all, if Li Yan cheered her on, she might change her mind.

Handsome guys always tend to get preferential treatment from girls.

As for principles, aren't principles meant to be broken?

"boom!"

Just then, the referee fired his gun.

Ye Hui, whose attention hadn't been taken off the referee, immediately sprinted out.

She was wearing a white tracksuit, and her originally flowing hair was pulled back into a bun at the back of her head, secured with a blue strip of cloth, giving it a slightly messy yet beautiful look.

Ye Hui's running posture was very standard, and she looked like she exercised regularly. She easily took the lead and gradually widened the gap.

At the same time, the intro on the radio disappeared, and Li Yan's voice appeared.

Should we shed this heavy shell?
Where can I find the blue sky?

Drifting gently in the breeze
"I don't feel pain from the injuries I've endured."

Ye Hui's eyes flashed, but she didn't slow her pace. In her heart, she felt that this song was very much about her.

I want to climb up step by step.
Waiting for the sunlight to quietly watch its face

A small sky holds a big dream
A heavy shell envelops a gentle gaze upwards.

As soon as the next line of lyrics was sung, Ye Hui suddenly felt a unique power.

Behind her, the girls from the other seven classes also inexplicably felt a sense of motivation.

However, looking at the figure ahead that was still accelerating and had gone from leading by a few meters to leading by ten meters, they felt somewhat helpless.

"Wait, is this song really that powerful? We're just here to observe, are you really here to compete?"

At the starting line, Lin Yufan watched Ye Hui getting closer and closer, her heart pounding with excitement as she prepared.

There's no way around it; this song is incredibly motivating for students.

Not to mention the students, even the physical education teacher standing to the side was stunned.

"Tsk tsk, if someone had cheered me on like that back then, would I still be teaching here? I would have been on the national team by now!"

"Come on, you didn't even get into a sports school, and you're already in the national team."

A physical education teacher who had been formally admitted through a rigorous examination rolled his eyes.

On the platform, the principal waved his hand and said to the dean of studies beside him:

"See, I told you we didn't need to worry about it! Look how good this song is!"

On the track, as Li Yan finished the second line of his lyrics, Ye Hui and Lin Yufan completed the baton exchange.

The next moment, Lin Yufan rushed out.

Although she is not good at running, she likes to dance, has good physical flexibility and stamina, and can run very fast.

Furthermore, Ye Hui already had a significant gap compared to other classes, and this gap will only widen further.

The song was playing in my ears.

I want to climb up step by step.
Flying forward on a leaf at the highest point
The tears and sweat that little Tian shed
One day I will have my own sky.

Listening to the song, Lin Yufan felt like she could catch up with the plane.

However, just a few breaths later, the gasps from the crowd on both sides of the track suddenly made Lin Yufan feel uneasy. At the same time, she vaguely heard hurried footsteps.

Lin Yufan quickly turned around and looked back as she made the turn.

On the outermost track of Class 8, Jiang Yingzhu charged forward like a tiger, exuding the aura of a thousand troops.

Staring at her with such sharp eyes, Lin Yufan felt like she would be beheaded any second now!

"Oh my god, Li Yan, you're in big trouble!"

As a girl, she immediately realized what was going on.

Then he ran even harder.

Just kidding, she was overtaken even when she was leading by ten meters, doesn't she have any shame?

Later, Jiang Yingzhu felt very aggrieved. That bastard Li Yan not only didn't cheer her on, but he also sang for a whole class of girls.

"Mad!"

Jiang Yingzhu unleashed her inner power, accelerating once again, and under everyone's watchful eyes, she steadily closed the distance between herself and Lin Yufan.

Around the track, spectators shouted excitedly, watching Jiang Yingzhu overtake one opponent after another at lightning speed, their blood pumping with excitement.

"Wow, a backup hidden energy source!"

"Primordial power!"

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river"

It was supposed to be a simple relay race, but it somehow turned into a thrilling and exciting story of a seemingly useless person's rise to power.

At the starting point, the students of Class 8 became Jiang Yingzhu's fanatics, shouting passionately and making all sorts of nonsensical noises.

"Go Zhuzhu!"

"Brother Zhu will win!"

"Emperor Zhuzhu, suppress all enemies!"

The momentum of Class One was completely suppressed.

In the crowd, Xiao Shuai was unhappy. "Why are they shouting so loudly? Brothers, let's shout too, let's cheer for Lin Yufan."

Seeing the hesitation of those around him, Xiao Shuai gave Zhang Wei a look. Zhang Wei, seemingly out of nowhere, produced an exercise book, rolled it up like a megaphone, and shouted:
"Hey guys, Class 8 is provoking us. If you didn't know better, you'd think our class representative was cheering them on with songs!"

"And to be honest, who here hasn't seen the K-pop dance Lin Yufan played for us? Was it good or not? I won't comment on whether we liked it or not, but now it's time to repay her!"

After saying that, Zhang Wei took the lead, pumping his fist and shouting, "Go Lin Yufan!"

Then the people around started shouting too.

"Go Lin Yufan!!"

Humans are social animals, and with Zhang Wei and other boys leading the way, other boys and girls also joined the team.

Lin Yufan is of above-average appearance, knows how to do makeup and dance, and has a cheerful personality, making her popular among girls.

She's popular with guys too, because she gives off the impression that she's easy to pursue.

Therefore, there are quite a few supporters.

Then, shouts, like a battle hymn, rang out from the starting point.

Unlike the uncoordinated shouts of Class 8, Class 1 was led by Zhang Wei, who would shout a sentence and then everyone would shout back.

With everyone's encouragement, Lin Yufan was about to complete the handover.

Jiang Yingzhu from Class 8 was only one body length away. Zhang Wei, his blood boiling, inadvertently blurted out his true feelings.

"Go Lin Yufan! Long live the girl group!"

The group of people echoed each other, but their voices suddenly fell silent at the last sentence.

At this moment, Lin Yufan and Jiang Yingzhu simultaneously completed the baton exchange.

Hu Die rushed out immediately, but before she could even glance to the side, she saw a tall, long-legged woman run in front of her.

This startled her; she thought he was a sports student, and a sense of dejection immediately welled up inside her.

I want to climb up step by step.
Waiting for the sunlight to quietly watch its face

A small sky holds a big dream
I have my own sky

Let the wind dry the tears and sweat that have flowed.
One day I will have my own sky.

Just then, Li Yan's song came to an end.

The lyrics of the song "Snail" are not complicated, and the melody is also simple, but it is undoubtedly very inspiring.

Hu Die gritted her teeth and followed closely behind the person in front.

Although they couldn't catch up even with all their might, the gap wasn't too large either.

This relieved Hu Die; it seemed she was just physically gifted, not a sports student.

"I wonder if Mengmeng is good at running." Yu Qingya stood in the audience, a little worried.

Guo Cailing thought for a moment and said, "Mei Mengqian doesn't seem to be good at sports; she's the quiet type of girl."

"That's terrible. The class monitor will definitely think we're useless. She even bought us so much water."

Yu Bing took a sip of the Assam tea that the class monitor had bought and voiced the thoughts of most of the students in the class.

"I reckon a lot of people will complain about Mengmeng then," Yu Qingya frowned.

"Can't you?"

"I hope it doesn't happen that way."

Guo Cailing and Yu Bing spoke in turn.

Lin Yufan, who was walking nearby, chuckled when she heard this.

"Impossible. Mei Mengqian is a good student, and Li Yan is there too. Who would dare to say that?"

As they were talking, Hu Die finished her third leg of the relay, and the baton was successfully passed to Mei Mengqian.

The next moment, Yu Qingya and the others' eyes lit up.

Mei Mengqian had her hair tied in a high ponytail, and her loose trousers were braided to tightly bind her legs.

His running form was very standard, and he ran very fast.

Just then, the radio station broadcast Li Yan reading his encouraging speech.

"A long wind sweeps across the red track, and the clouds spread golden battle flags across the sky. Your footsteps move with the rhythm of thunder, and your sweat reflects the sun's sharpness. You have crushed the 'impossible' into dust, and your figure racing under the blue sky is more intense than the rising sun, and hotter than youth!"
Keep going, charge forward!

To Mei Mengqian, Class 1, Grade 11

Before she could finish speaking, Mei Mengqian, her face flushed, overtook the girls from Class 8 and reclaimed first place.

Just then, a female voice suddenly rang out over the loudspeaker.

"Why aren't you cheering me on?!"

(End of this chapter)