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

Chapter 212 The School Sports Meet Ends

The main purpose of fun activities is to have fun.

The two girls each won a championship and each barked like a dog once; they certainly had a lot of fun.

The last event was the class tug-of-war.

Tug-of-war is a team event. Each class selects ten girls and ten boys to form a team of twenty people, and the strongest class in the grade is determined in the end.

There are a total of eighteen classes in the second year of high school. Each class draws lots to determine its opponent in the first round. It's a one-game match, and if you're lucky, you might get a bye in the second round.

The class teachers were in charge of drawing lots. Lao Liang went to draw lots, while Qiu Yufu was recruiting.

"Tug-of-war! Ten strong men and ten strong women, come out!"

"Go, Taoist priest! He's incredibly powerful!"

As the most eye-catching athlete in the school sports meet these past two days, Chen Shi'an was definitely indispensable in the class tug-of-war and was directly recommended by everyone.

"Heh, you guys know how to pick people."

Chen Shi'an smiled. With him around, how could Class 5 possibly lose in a contest of strength?
In the past, Lin Mengqiu would never have volunteered to participate, but now she's really into it. After seeing Chen Shi'an step forward, the class monitor also volunteered, which is quite rare for her.

Seeing that the class monitor and Daoye had already joined in, the other students who felt they were strong followed suit one after another. Everyone was happy to participate in team projects like this.

Wen Zhixia, who had spent the morning with Chen Shi'an, has now returned to Class 11.

Li Wanyin stood smiling not far away, not squeezing in to join the fun, but just taking videos and photos of Chen Shi'an with her phone.

Soon, all ten boys and ten girls from Class 5 were gathered, and the remaining students became cheerleaders, ready to go on stage if needed.

The lottery results for Lao Liang's side are also out.

"Our first opponent is Class 11, so everyone put in your best effort! Don't let us lose the tug-of-war!"

"Holy crap! Class 11! A fateful showdown!"

If the whole class were to take the test together, the science class would undoubtedly have an advantage, since the science class has no shortage of strong students.

However, if only ten boys and ten girls are selected from each group, the difference between arts and sciences is not that big. In addition, Class 11 has two big guys, so in terms of overall quality, it is even stronger than Class 5.

After the draw, everyone quickly gathered on the track and field stadium's synthetic track.

"Class 5! Class 11! Take your positions here!"

Several thick hemp ropes were laid out on the track, and the crowd swarmed over, with the participants picking up the ropes one by one.

Ten girls stood in front and ten boys stood behind.

Chen Shi'an glanced at her and saw that the girl standing at the front of Class 11 was none other than Wen Zhixia.

Little Zhiliao was really into playing today, waving at Chen Shi'an and Lin Mengqiu from afar, the provocative meaning in its little expression was self-evident.

When Lin Mengqiu saw that Fanren Chan had also joined the competition, she got excited and stood at the front of the tug-of-war team just like Fanren Chan. The two girls stood facing each other, holding the thick hemp rope in their hands, like they were at the peak of a decisive battle.

Chen Shi'an stood at the very back of the group. Usually, those who are strong or have a large build would stand at the back to help maintain the rhythm.

None of them were professionally trained athletes; it was a pure contest of teamwork and strength. With the help of the referee, the athletes from both classes stood on opposite sides of the rope, alternating their positions, and grabbed the rope in their hands.

"Beep beep—!"

"Are you all ready?"

“I’m ready—!”

"preparation--!"

After the preparatory sound was given, the previously loose hemp rope tightened.

The referee held the middle of the rope with one hand, and the red ribbon hanging down swayed precariously.

As he raised his hand, the whistle blew, and the two teams, Class 5 and Class 11, began to grab the rope, lean their bodies, and pull hard in their own direction!

"Go, Class 5! Go, Class 5!"

"Go, Class 11! Go, Class 11!"

The cheers from both sides were deafening. Even Li Wanyin, who was watching the game, was intimidated by the atmosphere. She held up her phone to record while laughing and cheering along with the other students from Class 5.

To give everyone a chance to experience the game, Chen Shi'an didn't exert much force at first. He simply held the rope at the back and adjusted the direction of the fifth class's exertion.

Aside from Dao Ye, look at the other students; aren't they all blushing and red-faced?

Even the two girls at the very front of the two classes' lines lost all composure, gritting their teeth and desperately pushing their white shoes to the ground, determined to pull the red rope to their side.

With two strong backers supporting them, and the fact that there are many girls in the class, the cheerleading squad's voices were especially loud.

Just as the red rope was about to be pulled little by little towards Class 11, Chen Shi'an finally began to exert his strength.

He gripped the rough hemp rope tightly with both hands, his legs slightly bent at the knees, and his strength flowed from his feet to his legs, waist, and arms. The students in his class who were pulling hard in front of him didn't know what was happening. They only felt the pulling force from the opposite direction lighten, and the rope began to move towards their class little by little.

"Ahhhh——!"

With this support, the students from Class 5 worked even harder! The cheerleading from Class 5 was also much louder!
The students in Class 11 were even more confused, wondering if the rope from Class 5 was tied to a large truck. What was causing this sudden, irresistible force?!
The two mountains that were originally firmly holding the line at the back started to shake. Even though they were both non-slip rubber tracks, my shoes still couldn't help but slip due to the force of the pull!
The petite Wen Zhixia couldn't hold on any longer, and she ended up leaning her whole body against Xiao Yan behind her.

"Ahhh! Xiaoyan, push harder!!"

"I've already tried my best! Zhizhi!!"

Seeing how hard Class 11 was working, Chen Shi'an loosened his grip a little, giving them a chance to struggle.

Chen Shi'an kept controlling the score until both sides had had their fill of fun and the candles were burned out, then slowly pulled the rope to his side...

"Class 5! We win!!" "Damn...! This is too hard! Class 11 is like two mountains blocking our way, there's no way to beat them!"

"We won! We won!"

"I can't go on, I'm out of energy. Substitute someone next round, substitute someone quickly..."

Amidst the frustrated cries of Class 11 and the cheers of Class 5, Class 5 secured victory in the first round.

Nine classes advanced to the second round. Unfortunately, Class 5 did not get a bye and will continue to the next round.

Our opponents were from Class 4 next door, and like Class 5, they had also changed their squad.

Lin Mengqiu also went off the field to rest. She was already satisfied with winning against the girls from Class 11. She returned to Li Wanyin's side and cheered for Chen Shi'an, who was still on the field.

Since he didn't know anyone in Class Four, Chen Shi'an didn't hold back.

After letting the students from Class 4 experience it for a bit, Chen Shi'an started to exert force, and the red rope in the middle of the rope moved towards Class 5 without looking back...

In the next round, they were still unlucky enough not to get a bye, but Class 5 was lucky to have Dao Ye there.

They fought their way through the competition and won the class tug-of-war championship in the second year of high school!

When the championship was won, everyone in Class 5 was still a little dazed.

What?! Our class is so strong?! We even crushed the class of athletes?!

Who is bearing the burden?!
……

After the class tug-of-war competition, all events of this school sports meet came to a successful conclusion.

It was Chen Shi'an's first time attending such a lively event, and he had a lot of fun, including an awards ceremony.

All the students gathered at the track and field stadium again, and Lin Xiao was in charge of presenting awards to the winners of each event.

"...Men's 4x100m champion, Class 5, Grade 11!"

"...The men's 3000-meter champion, Chen Shi'an from Class 5, Grade 11!"

"Chen Shi'an from Class 5, Grade 11, champion of the fun event and the three-brick walking challenge!"

"Winners of the fun event, three-legged race: Chen Shi'an and Lin Mengqiu from Class 5, Grade 11!"

"Fun Event, Back-to-Back Ball Champions: Wen Zhixia and Yao Jingyan from Class 21, Grade 11!"

"...Please welcome the students whose names have been called to the stage to receive their awards! Let's give them another round of applause!"

A round of enthusiastic applause erupted on the track and field.

Li Wanyin stood nearby with the other parents, smiling, and took out her phone, pointing the camera at the stage.

Chen Shian, Lin Mengqiu, Wen Zhixia, Xu Zihan and all the other award winners walked onto the stage together.

Lin Ming smiled and handed out medals, certificates, and prizes to the champions by calling out their names.

Principal, you don't need to look up the names of Chen Shi'an, Lin Mengqiu, and Wen Zhixia.

"Congratulations, Shi'an!"

Lin Ming hung all of Chen Shi'an's individual medals around his neck and then handed him four prizes.

The prizes were notebooks and pens specially customized by the school, which were quite practical and meaningful.

"Xie Linxiao."

Lin Ming smiled, patted his shoulder, and then walked over to his beloved daughter.

"Mengqiu also performed very well! Keep it up!"

Lin Ming picked up a medal and hung it around Lin Mengqiu's neck, then handed her another prize.

The girl wasn't interested in the prize; she was more curious about what the heck was this three-legged race medal...

Upon picking it up, they saw it was a bronze medal, identical to the one Chen Shi'an received, with eight large gold-plated characters on it:
[United as one! Our bond is stronger than gold!]
Lin Mengqiu blinked.

Nice, I like it.

“Thank you, Dad… Principal Lin.”

"hehe."

The principal chuckled, then came over and presented Wen Zhixia and Yao Jingyan with the same medals and prizes.

"Zhixia, congratulations!"

"Thank you, Principal Lin!"

After a while, everyone had finished receiving their awards, and then they all gathered on the stage to take a group photo with the school leaders.

After the award winners returned to their respective classes, Lin Ming patted the microphone in his hand.

"Thank you so much to the parents and people from all walks of life for coming and showing your support. And thank you to our athletes for their hard work and dedication!"

"I hereby declare the Yunqi No.1 High School 2023 Autumn Track and Field Games a complete success!"

Have a great weekend, everyone!

"Ugh—"

The entire playground erupted in cheers, and even the birds flying overhead couldn't help but turn their heads to look.

(End of this chapter)