The intern taught a top-performing class, and the parents wanted to change the homeroom teacher.

Saturday was a sunny day.

Lu Qian washed his hair and brushed his teeth as usual, and straightened his clothes in front of the mirror.

"Great, another day full of energy!"

I went downstairs to the breakfast shop and ordered two chicken buns and two boiled eggs.

While waiting for his food, Lu Qian opened a map and began planning his route.

Today was originally planned to take Zhai Yumo to buy ice skating equipment, and in the afternoon I would teach her some other ice skating techniques.

But yesterday I received information about the "Jiangcheng City Boys and Girls Rush Forward" competition.

Let's win the refrigerator first and then go find Zhai Yumo.

I messaged Zhai Yumo last night, telling her to play by herself for a while while he came to check on her.

Huh?

It feels like I'm late in the morning and they're making the students memorize their lessons on their own.

Lu Qian snapped out of his thoughts. He had looked at the obstacle course map for the competition. It was quite difficult, but speedrunning it shouldn't be a problem. The event was also very large, so the chances of him reneging on his promise were slim.

Even if we take a step back, he is a teacher.

Why won't they give me the refrigerator after I clear customs?

Go for it, Director Pan! You're the one!

"Teacher Lu, here are your steamed buns, they're freshly steamed." The shop owner handed over the steamed buns and boiled eggs with a smile.

Lu Qian: "Okay, thank you, thank you."

Pour some vinegar and chili on a plate, stir it gently with chopsticks, dip the bun in it, and take a bite.

hmm~

typical!

It's a little hot.

After having breakfast, Lu Qian took the subway to Jiangcheng Water Park.

There were quite a few people at the "Rush Forward" event site. The water inside was relatively clear, and several lifeguards were on standby, ready to rescue people at any time.

Lu Qian arrived at the registration desk to verify his registration.

The staff member glanced at his ID card and then asked directly, "You don't have any heart disease or acrophobia, do you?"

"no."

"Okay, here's your number. There are five people ahead of you. The competition will start soon, so get ready," the staff member said.

"OK, thanks."

Lu Qian went to the rest area to wait; the match was scheduled to start at 9:30.

Fifteen minutes left.

"Let me warm up, and your dad will win you a refrigerator in a bit."

"Silly son, I'm waiting to record your fancy water falls."

"I absolutely cannot lose today in order to save my hairstyle."

"You idiot, you actually signed me up!"

"Keep it up, win a refrigerator for your dorm!"

"Hey hey hey, there's a handsome guy!"

"..."

Lu Qian turned his head and saw eight college students, four men and four women, walking towards him.

Listen to the conversation and observe their expressions.

It's probably the same thing he did to Geng Zeqin back then, except neither of them came.

The boy had two victims, and the girl had one victim.

The male victims laughed and joked, while the female victims stood with their hands on their hips and glared.

Those who cause trouble are all clever.

Lu Qian smiled. Ah, youth, how wonderful.

Thinking this, he called Geng Zeqin directly.

Teachers almost all have a biological clock; they wake up at a certain time and can't fall back asleep.

After two beeps, the call was answered.

"What's up?"

"Heh~" Lu Qian sneered, "Guess what you've done?"

"What?" Geng Zeqin was completely confused.

"Here's a hint: I'm at the scene of the 'Boys and Girls Charge Forward' race." Lu Qian's tone was unfriendly.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable..." Geng Zeqin mimicked the voice in a high-pitched voice, then exclaimed in shock, "You really went!"

"hold head high."

"Damn it, don't catch a cold and make me study for you again. If you really can't take it, just admit defeat. I can tell you're up to no good!" Geng Zeqin thought he was very clever.

"When you ask me to use the refrigerator, I'll send you a link to watch a show later," Lu Qian said.

Geng Zeqin was silent for two seconds, then suddenly raised his voice, "No way, you're really there!"

"I'm hanging up now, I'll take a picture for you." Lu Qian hung up the phone directly, took a picture of the scene, and sent it to him.

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[Lu Qian: After reading this, remember to write an 800-word reflection on your shock.]

Then the phone rang again.

"How much longer until the match?" Geng Zeqin asked, as the sound of ping-pong balls being packed up came through the phone.

"About half an hour." Lu Qian glanced at the time.

"Don't panic, my son. Your father will come to cheer you on." Geng Zeqin hung up the phone.

Lu Qian raised an eyebrow. This kid.

After hanging up the phone, Geng Zeqin quickly washed his hair and brushed his teeth, then went downstairs and hailed a taxi.

"Wouldn't this be good enough to be on TV!"

"He fell into the water, so I'll make myself look cool."

...

Lu Qian sat in the rest area, watching a group of college students recording a video not far away.

Why do I feel like I'm already old?

After the group of college students finished taking pictures, they sat down next to each other and discussed the competition.

"Hey, I heard that everything here is predetermined."

"How could this be pre-arranged?"

"It's just about finding a skilled player to quickly complete the game and attract attention."

"Then what are we? Ordinary people?"

"..."

Lu Qian thought to himself thoughtfully, "So there's a pre-arranged deal."

Just before the competition, the staff came to remind us of the competition rules again and took the opportunity to promote some quick-drying clothes.

"If you don't have a quick-drying shirt, you can come and buy one from us."

Several contestants bought one, but Lu Qian didn't budge, since he doesn't get wet.

A few minutes later.

Lu Qian went to the entrance of the event and brought Geng Zeqin in.

"No, you're really going to take on this challenge!"

"As long as you don't fall, it's fine."

"You're bragging again. Oh well, maybe I'll get to show off later."

"It should be fine, the others who accompanied us have all gone up."

"Okay, at least I've been on TV."

The two watched from the rest area as several people in front of them performed elaborate water-falling maneuvers.

There are six levels in total.

The first challenge: five tilted lotus leaves that sway when stepped on, testing your balance.

The second challenge: Four platforms stand in the pool, and two four-pillar obstacles rotate, testing your distance control.

The third level: The four patterns—cylinder, pentagram, triangle, and square—rotate vertically on the wall, and you need to step on them to pass the level.

The fourth challenge: Use only your arm strength to pull these three rings one after another to swing across.

Fifth level: Pass through the continuously rotating drum.

Level 6: Climb up using the rope to pass the level.

"Hey, have you figured out how to clear the game yet?" Geng Zeqin asked.

"That's easy, just run fast," Lu Qian said casually.

Geng Zeqin was speechless. "Why don't you just say you flew there and ran fast?"

"Sigh, no one usually believes the truth."

"Heh, if you really go there, I'll treat you to dinner."

"You don't need an excuse to treat others."

As they were chatting, the staff informed him that it was time to go on stage.

Lu Qian tossed his head. "Let's go, I'll show you the world."

As soon as the contestants came on stage, the host immediately started to liven up the atmosphere.

"They're two handsome guys, which one is a contestant?"

Lu Qian raised his hand.

"Come on, tell me your goal!"

"Get the refrigerator quickly!"

"Great! Speedrun, we're very confident, let's cheer him on!"

"Slow down, don't rush!" Geng Zeqin quickly reminded him, "Keep your balance!"

Lu Qian smiled slightly and handed him the phone, "Take a good picture."

"what?"

Lu Qian slammed the start button and, after the countdown ended, shot off like an arrow.

Geng Zeqin's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, he hadn't heard a single word.

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