This humble Taoist priest wants to take the college entrance exam.

Chapter 208 We once stood shoulder to shoulder... cheered each other on.
Most of the events held today were finals.

Before Chen Shi'an's competition even started, he, like other students leading their parents, took Li Wanyin around the venue to watch the competition.

Lin Mengqiu followed quietly;

Wen Zhixia swaggered over;

Only Fei Mo ran away, and nobody knows where he went.

"Isn't Xiaozhi watching the game with Xiaoyan today?" Chen Shi'an asked curiously.

"Xiaoyan and Yeye went to watch the game. It's rare for Sister Wanyin to come over, so let's give her a proper tour!"

"Monitor..."

Before Chen Shi'an could ask the question, he saw that the girl was completely absorbed in the game and paused before continuing.

Let's take a look at Li Wanyin.

Wanyin really seemed to enjoy watching the competition. Although she didn't know which class or which classmates were on the field, seeing everyone preparing with such fighting spirit on the starting line made her suddenly feel nostalgic for her youth.

"Has Wanyin ever participated in the school sports meet before?"

"No... I was just a spectator."

Li Wanyin smiled and said, "Back then, the conditions of high schools in our county were not as good as those of No. 1 High School, and the school sports meet was also very perfunctory. Is this the final of the 100-meter race?"

"Yes, most of the players on the field are now sports students."

"The Taoist priest didn't even sign up! Sister Wanyin, you have no idea, he ran incredibly fast yesterday. If he had signed up for the 100m, 200m, or 400m, he would definitely have been the champion!"

"Really!"

"That's right! Class 5 was originally lagging behind, but then they broke the school sports meet record!"

"Did you record a video, Zhizhi?"

Upon arriving at school, hearing everyone call Zhixia "Zhizhi," Li Wanyin naturally changed her address to "Zhizhi" as well.

"No... We weren't allowed to use our phones yesterday, but with so many parents here today, we should be able to sneak in some phone use. We'll record a video for the Taoist priest in a bit."

Lin Mengqiu was thinking to herself, "I'm plotting loudly right in front of you. I'll get the head of the teaching department to confiscate your phone in a little while."

The four of them stood in a row outside the track while watching the race. In order, they were Wen Zhixia, Chen Shian, Li Wanyin, and Lin Mengqiu.

The conversation was mostly done by the three people on the left, while the class monitor on the far right listened quietly, sipping his milk tea.

The top student in humanities, the top student in science, a Taoist priest from the mountains, and a graduate—these were the few people who formed a completely different group of spectators.

The atmosphere was quite harmonious for a moment...

……

Soon, the finals of the previous events ended, and at 9:30 a.m., as the temperature began to rise, Chen Shi'an's 4x100m final was finally about to begin.

The students from Class 5, who were originally scattered throughout the campus, began to gather on both sides of the track. The main camp was empty, and almost everyone came to cheer for Dao Ye Zihan and his team. Even their homeroom teacher, Lao Liang, appeared in Class 5's cheering squad.

There were eight teams in the finals, four of which were athletes. The team from Class 5, consisting of academic students and the only team of top students, even broke the school sports meet record yesterday. They attracted a lot of attention from their classmates in this final.

For a long time, the records for all events in the school sports meet have been set by students who are athletes from each year, and the championships have always been won by students who are athletes. This has been a foregone conclusion in the past school sports meet.

But today's match is an exception.

Frustrated by being dominated by the athletes for so long, students from many other classes, in addition to those from Class 5, came to cheer for Class 5.

"Go, Daoist Master!"

"Master! Break the dynasty! Rebuild culture and bring glory! It is our duty!"

Hearing the cheers, Chen Shi'an just smiled and waved. Even though he was already on the track, he showed no sign of nervousness whatsoever.

Looking at the other athletes in the same final, especially the physical education students, they all looked like they were facing a formidable enemy after hearing about what happened yesterday, their faces solemn.

Even Xu Zihan, Liu Zhuoran, and Wang Yuze, who were also on the team, felt a little nervous seeing the high level of attention and the cheers...

No one knew better than Zihan and her two companions how they made it to the finals...

Although there are only four teams of sports students in the finals, the remaining three teams from regular classes shouldn't be underestimated! Which one of them isn't faster than the three of us? This round really depends on Dao Ye...

On the eve of the competition, the athletes were warming up on the track. Li Wanyin, Wen Zhixia and Lin Mengqiu were still waiting by the track near Chen Shi'an.

The three of them simultaneously took out their phones and took pictures of Chen Shi'an standing on the field.

What's a photo shoot without Fat Cat!
The black cat, which had just disappeared, suddenly darted out and, without caring what they were doing, jumped onto Chen Shi'an's shoulder, looking at the camera with him.

The cat's sudden appearance startled the onlookers, but the atmosphere instantly exploded the next second!
"Wow!!"

"Is this Master Dao's cat?!"

"Awesome! So cool!"

"Meow."

Seeing everyone praising it, Fei Mo was quite proud, while Chen Shi'an, standing to the side, had a dark expression on his face.

As expected, the glory I brought to Jingchen Temple is not enough to tarnish Fei Mo's reputation...

"Hey Fei Mo, stop causing trouble! It's a school competition, get out of the way!"

"Meow……"

The black cat ran away again.

The competition is about to begin.

After taking photos of Chen Shi'an, Li Wanyin, Wen Zhixia, and Lin Mengqiu planned to wait for him at the finish line.

Before leaving, Li Wanyin smiled and said to him, "Good luck, Shi'an!"

Wen Zhixia also raised her little fist and said, "Go, Taoist priest!"

Lin Mengqiu hesitated for a moment, and Chen Shi'an watched her. After a while, the girl finally uttered two words:

"come on……"

After saying that, she lowered her head and walked away quickly.

The game started.

[On your marks!]
[preparation--!]
[Bang--!]
The sound of the starting gun drowned out the noise on the track and field for a moment.

Liu Zhuoran gritted his teeth and sprinted on the first track!
Having made it to the finals thanks to Dao Ye's influence, Zihan, Zhuo Ge, and Aze knew this might be their only chance in their three years of high school. Not to mention, their parents had come to watch and cheer them on. They absolutely couldn't let Dao Ye down! "Go, Zhuo Ge!"

"Go, Brother Zhuo! Brother Zhuo!!"

These are the cheers of the classmates.

"Go Ranran!"

Liu Zhuoran recognized the cheer that was being shouted out by his classmates – it was his mother's voice.

Zhuo Ge didn't have time to see where his mother was standing; after hearing that cheer, he was already at full speed!
From last place at the start, they overtook others and were tied with seventh place!

The next one is Wang Yuze.

The baton exchange was much smoother than yesterday, and after receiving the baton, Aze went all out and sprinted forward!
He had already seen his dad standing by the track. His dad didn't shout encouragement, but just smiled at him and clapped his hands.

Aze dared not give up. Seeing that his opponent was about to pull away from him, he continued to grit his teeth and keep up!

Soon, it was Xu Zihan's turn to run the third leg.

Zihan's mom also came to support her son today. Last time, she even took Zihan's phone and said in the group that his friend was leading Zihan astray. But today, Zihan's mom not only cheered for Zihan, but also for his friend.

As the class's sports representative, Zihan's physical fitness was quite good. By the time of the third leg, Class 5's ranking had dropped to eighth again during the handover.

Zihan has unleashed her full power!
He ran even faster than he did in yesterday's 100-meter preliminary round!

Finally, just as he was about to hand the baton to Dao Ye, he pulled the team back to seventh place.

Nothing is more calming than seeing the composed Taoist master.

Zihan handed the baton to Chen Shian, and breathed a sigh of relief as if she had been completely exhausted.

Watching Daoist Master's departing figure, Zihan finally caught her breath and called out in the distance, "Go Daoist Master!!!"

"Go, Daoist Master!"

"Go, Daoist Master!!"

After Chen Shi'an received the baton, the cheers from the crowd instantly became enthusiastic. Apart from the classes of a few participating teams, almost all the cheers were for Chen Shi'an.

Let's take a look at the current situation on the field—

After the baton exchange, Class 5 was in seventh place, with the top four teams all being sports teams.

Having learned from yesterday's lesson, the athletes were completely exhausted in today's final. The fastest team had already completed one-third of the fourth leg of the race.

With a race distance of only 100 meters and a strong opponent, falling behind by a third is almost impossible to catch up with.

But after Chen Shian took over, the situation began to reverse!
Daoist Master seemed to have toned it down a bit... He didn't accelerate like he did yesterday, but instead accelerated steadily all the way, yet this acceleration seemed to have no physical limits?!
Dao Ye kept accelerating and accelerating, and in the blink of an eye, he overtook the sixth-place player.

Then, fifth place...

Fourth place...

Third place...

Second place...

The team ranked first was the same sports student team that was in the same group as Chen Shi'an yesterday.

Hearing the footsteps chasing after them like the Grim Reaper, the guy clutching the baton tightly in his hand was filled with despair...!
No…! Daoist Master! Can you give me a chance?!

My buddy didn't dare look back, nor did he need to. He knew that the one rushing over was definitely Dao Ye from Class 5, because the cheers from both sides of the track were absolutely deafening! Based on experience, only those who overtake like dark horses deserve such enthusiastic cheers.

Sure enough, with twenty meters left in the race, Chen Shi'an's figure in a light blue and white class uniform appeared in his peripheral vision.

After standing side by side for a moment, all I could see was the Taoist priest's back.

Fortunately, Dao Ye seemed to have given his buddy a chance. Instead of rushing past like yesterday, he held his ground like a piece of meat, steadily leading by a meter.

There's a chance! There's a chance!
The sports student gritted his teeth and gave it his all to keep chasing!
I don't know if it's just my imagination...

Why does this mere meter seem like an insurmountable chasm, no matter how fast he runs to catch up, he can't close the gap even by a fraction?

The experience of an observer is different from that of someone directly involved.

The surrounding classmates felt that the battle between the two was intense and fierce. Seeing Dao Ye's 'small lead', the classmates' hearts were in their throats!
Li Wanyin, Wen Zhixia, and Lin Mengqiu's hearts tightened. They all took out their phones to record, but their eyes were not on the screen; instead, they were watching Chen Shi'an running towards them.

The class monitor, who had been too shy to cheer at the starting line, was now excited. Her face flushed, and she blurted out, "Go for it, Chen Shi'an!"

When Wen Zhixia heard the loud cheer coming from the Ice Cube Spirit's mouth, she was almost startled.

Not to be outdone, they also shouted at the top of their lungs, "Go, Taoist priest! Go, Taoist priest!!"

Li Wanyin had been shouting for a while now. Her older sister looked tense, never before so fully immersed in a competition. The boys running in front of her and the constant cheers made her feel as if she had returned to her high school days.

"Keep it up, Shi'an!"

In the blink of an eye, Chen Shi'an maintained his one-meter lead and steadily crossed the finish line.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, then the students of Class 5 erupted in cheers.

"Champions! We are the champions!!"

"Master Dao is awesome!!"

"Brilliant!!"

The three girls watching the game were also incredibly excited and happy!
The three of them stood together, so excited that they forgot who they were, hugging each other tightly, looking like they had a lot of emotions to vent.

"We won! We won!"

"Shi'an runs so fast!"

"Right? I knew Taoist priests were really powerful!"

"That was close, so close..."

The three girls gradually calmed down, and when they saw each other hugging each other, they were all a little stunned.

Li Wanyin was alright; she even tugged at the arm of her two younger sisters on either side of her.

Lin Mengqiu and Wen Zhixia felt quite uncomfortable.

The two girls quickly separated without making a sound, and then, looking disgusted, pretended to dust themselves off...

[Tch!]
(End of this chapter)