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I got back so late, and I'm so sleepy. I still need to think about the next part of the plot, so I really don't have time to update anymore. I'm too tired, I'm going to rest for a bit. (Purple sweet potato pudding)

Chapter 151 Happy 8 AM

I woke up, but I didn't know what time it was, and I was too lazy to check.

Because it seems there are no classes today.

The class that was supposed to be today was held early last night because the teacher was unavailable.

I'll take a nap then. I was typing on my phone last night, and it was so inefficient that I stayed up quite late.

Mo Xiangwen closed his eyes and quickly drifted back into sleep.

He had just fallen asleep when he suddenly felt some difficulty breathing. When he opened his eyes, he saw Su Mengyao looking at him with a smile.

Seeing that he had woken up, Su Mengyao withdrew her hand.

"Ahem." Su Mengyao cleared her throat and said in an affected, saccharine tone that could make him want to dig his toes out of a three-bedroom apartment on the spot, "Good morning, my dear junior."

Mo Xiangwen remained silent for a moment, then pulled the blanket over his head and curled up against the wall.

Seeing that he seemed unwilling to get out of bed, Su Mengyao became anxious and quickly grabbed his blanket and dragged him out.

"Hey, get up!" Su Mengyao said with a laugh, "What time is it and you're still sleeping?"

"Anyway, I don't have class today," Mo Xiangwen said in a muffled voice. "Shishi and Nuoya aren't going to the studio either, so I can just stay home and slack off all day."

"Hey, don't you guys have class today?" Su Mengyao paused slightly, then frowned and said, "I remember you had class this morning."

...By the way, although we came back together after yesterday's tutoring session, he didn't tell Su Mengli and Su Mengyao that they didn't have to go to class today.

This is also his fault. He had only been sharing an apartment with Su Mengli and the others for a few days and had no habit of telling anyone about his class situation.

It was probably Su Mengyao who, seeing that he hadn't gotten up yet, worried that they would be late, so she came in to wake him.

Thinking of this, although he was still somewhat unwilling, he slowly got up.

"It's my fault." Mo Xiangwen bowed his head to her and apologized sincerely, "My dear Senior Su, Senior Mengyao, I forgot to tell you that Nuoya and I don't need to attend class today. I'm so sorry for taking up your precious time."

Su Mengyao's eyes widened slightly, and she let out a soft hum.

"Hmph~ I forgive you." She seemed to be in a good mood today; not only was her voice light and airy, but there was also a lot of laughter between her eyebrows.

Seeing her so happy, Mo Xiangwen was also very happy.

"In that case, I should go back to sleep." Mo Xiangwen lay back down on the bed and yawned. "Have a happy 8 a.m., goodbye."

Su Mengyao, who was just about to get up and leave, paused when she heard the last sentence, and then sat back down.

Mo Xiangwen immediately sensed something was wrong and was about to try to save himself when he suddenly felt two sneaky hands reaching up from his sides.

"Wait...wait a minute." Mo Xiangwen looked at the pretty face so close to his eyes and quickly said, "I can explain!"

"Hmph," Su Mengyao said coldly, "Too late!"

"Wait, don't grab there!!"

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Sitting in the driver's seat, Su Mengli looked at him in the back seat with a surprised expression, and then glanced at her sister in the passenger seat.

"Hahaha... Good morning, Mengli." Mo Xiangwen greeted Su Mengli awkwardly, his face full of "happiness."

"Yes, good morning, Xiang Wenzao." Su Mengli nodded slightly and asked with some doubt, "When I went to call Nuoya, Nuoya said you didn't have class today, so why did you go downstairs with Mengyao?"

“Because Xiang Wen said he feels uncomfortable if he doesn’t exercise with us every morning.” Su Mengyao tried hard to suppress the upturn of her lips and make herself look as serious as possible: “So, I have to wait for him a little longer.”

Su Mengli chuckled and shook her head.

"Xiang Wen, if you want to go back, get off the bus now." Su Mengli chuckled. "I'll stop Meng Yao here for you."

"Sis, you have no idea how outrageous Xiang Wen was just now," Su Mengyao said angrily. "He actually said 'Happy 8 AM' to me! Can you believe a human being would say something like that?"

Su Mengli winked at him, as if asking if what Mengyao said was true.

"Ahem." Mo Xiangwen coughed lightly, looked away, and changed the subject, saying, "Stop talking, I really want to go back to school for a run with the two young ladies right now, let's drive."

Seeing his reaction, Su Mengli immediately understood.

Although for her, who usually gets up at six o'clock sharp, such words are nothing.

But for Su Mengyao, a procrastinator and lazybones, that was really too much.

"Okay, let's go to school then."

Upon arriving at the school gate, Su Mengli's car was not a staff member's vehicle, so it couldn't be driven into the campus. They found a nearby spot on campus to park, and the three of them jogged into the campus side by side.

It wasn't far from the school gate to the playground, and the three of them arrived there in no time.

There weren't many people on the school playground in the early morning. The three of them did a few simple stretches to warm up their bodies.

"Phew—" Mo Xiangwen exhaled a breath of stale air and looked at Su Mengyao, who was already in the zone, next to him: "Mengyao, what did you sign up for in this school sports meet?"

"Me? 200 meters and relay." Su Mengyao waved her hand: "The sooner I finish, the better. Long-distance running is too tiring. I'm not the older sister, I can't run it."

"And what about you, Mengli?" Mo Xiangwen then asked.

"Hmm, 1500 meters." Su Mengli hopped a few times on the spot, her movements light and graceful, her ponytail swaying noticeably with each jump.

Mo Xiangwen smiled and said, "Then our project will remain the same."

Hearing him say that, Su Mengli and Su Mengyao were slightly taken aback. In the end, Su Mengyao spoke first and asked, "Didn't you say you weren't going to participate in the school sports meet?"

"Well, for various reasons." Mo Xiangwen shook his head: "I really wasn't planning to participate."

Su Mengli lightly tapped her chin with her fingertip, then chuckled, "I think it's probably because the class officers couldn't find anyone else and saw you doing your morning exercises on the playground, so they came to ask you for help."

...That's really true.

To be honest, he didn't really have much of a sense of class honor, but seeing that Dong Xiang had signed up for almost every project, he felt a little sorry for him, so he participated in a long-distance race as a token gesture, which was also a way of repaying the two class officers for always making excuses for them not participating in class activities.

As for why he didn't participate in sprinting... it's because Dong Xiang said it's easier to find people for sprinting.

“Because the situation is the same in every class.” Su Mengyao interjected from the side, “To be honest, if the class monitor hadn’t been our roommate and kept asking us to participate, I wouldn’t have wanted to participate either.”

Su Mengli reached out to stop her sister from speaking and shook her head: "Don't say anything more, let's start exercising as soon as possible."

P.S.: There's one more chapter I'm writing, don't rush, go to sleep first.

Chapter 152 How annoying!

On the playground, the three ran side by side.

It's generally said that you shouldn't chat while running, as it can affect your breathing rate and make it hard to catch your breath. But since it wasn't a race and he was getting a little bored, he casually started chatting with the two of them about something.

"Regarding the camping trip..." Mo Xiangwen asked casually, "I'm not entirely clear on the situation yet. Could someone tell me about it?"

Su Mengli asked in confusion, "Didn't I ask Mengyao to tell you when I went back that day?"

"Mengyao came up to me saying she wanted to go out and have fun with the studio's organized activities," Mo Xiangwen said helplessly. "Who knew you guys would bring your parents?"

Su Mengli glanced at Su Mengyao in silence.

"Hehe." Su Mengyao gave a cute little laugh, pretending that she knew nothing.

“Actually, it was my parents who wanted to meet you in the first place.” Su Mengli pondered for a moment and then slowly said, “As for meeting the other members of the studio, it was just something my mother mentioned.”

"However, I also guessed that Nuoya and Bai Shishi wouldn't come, so I declined my mother's offer in advance."

Seeing that she showed no sign of slowing down or stopping, Mo Xiangwen did not interrupt her but listened quietly until she finished speaking.

Sure enough, Su Mengli continued, "It's just that they were a little worried about me and Mengyao, and they wanted to take this opportunity to discuss the donation. All you need to do is be there."

“So, going out to play with activities organized by the studio…” Su Mengli glanced at her sister again: “has absolutely no connection to it.”

Mo Xiangwen also glanced at Su Mengyao, but Su Mengyao just blinked, remained silent, and looked completely innocent.

"I see," Mo Xiangwen said. "Then let's find another opportunity for the studio to organize a trip."

Upon hearing this, Su Mengyao knew she wouldn't be held responsible by her sister for her reckless actions, and they could all go out and have fun together. Her eyebrows curved into a smile, and she gently patted his back.

"Junior Mo, you're quite perceptive. I have high hopes for you."

Mo Xiangwen glanced at her and secretly poked her waist with his finger in retaliation, which made Su Mengyao scold him coquettishly.

Seeing the two of them bickering, Su Mengli didn't know what to say, so she just shook her head and focused on running.

......

The first lap of warm-up was over quickly, and according to the plan, she should have separated from her sister at this point to start practicing sprinting.

But... the thought of being left alone was hard for her to accept.

Suddenly, she understood why Bai Shishi hated being left behind by others.

Su Mengli noticed that her younger sister was still running after them and asked with some confusion, "Mengyao, weren't you supposed to be practicing sprinting?"

Su Mengyao paused for a moment while jogging, but quickly resumed her normal pace and said with a light laugh, "It's all the same. Missing a day of training won't make a big difference to the start. It won't make you much faster by more than a few seconds."

She paused for a moment, as if to make her words more convincing, and then continued, "Besides, participating in the school sports meet is just about participation, I never thought I could win."

Hearing what she said, Su Mengli simply nodded slightly without saying anything more, and continued to focus on maintaining her breathing and running rhythm.

Mengyao has very bad sleep habits and never pays much attention to her diet; she relies entirely on her mother's supervision.

Having Mengyao sign up for the school sports meet was just to encourage her to exercise; winning or losing wasn't really that important.

Mo Xiangwen, of course, had nothing to say and continued joking and chatting with Su Mengyao.

Soon, as the second lap was completed, Mo Xiangwen noticed that Su Mengyao, who had been joking with him, was breathing noticeably erratically.

He was initially a little surprised, since Su Mengyao had probably been doing more morning exercises than him recently, but he didn't expect her to start to run out of energy so quickly.

However, upon further reflection, he realized it made sense.

Su Mengyao usually only runs one or two laps, but today she was just playing around and joking with him the whole time.

Having not trained much in long-distance running, it's normal to feel breathless and lack stamina when your breathing rhythm and stride become disordered.

Seeing that Su Mengyao was falling behind the two of them, Mo Xiangwen also slowed down his pace to keep up with her.

In an instant, it became a situation where Su Mengli was leading the way while the other two followed behind.

Su Mengli, who was focused on running, noticed that the two people who were just beside her were gone when she turned a corner. She glanced back and saw them a few meters behind her, so she slowed down and waited for them to catch up.

After the two caught up, she saw Su Mengyao panting heavily and asked with some concern, "Mengyao, are you alright? If you're tired, let's stop here for today and go rest."

Su Mengyao was slightly taken aback, then chuckled and shook her head: "Sis, I just got tired from running and couldn't keep up, it's no big deal."

As she spoke, she complained, half-jokingly, "Am I some kind of kid? There's no need for you to worry about something like this."

Su Mengli frowned slightly. Although Su Mengyao's words made a lot of sense, based on her familiarity with Su Mengyao, she still felt a strange feeling.

Just as she was thinking carefully, Su Mengyao interrupted her thoughts again and continued, "Don't worry, I just plan to train for sprinting."

“Perfect timing, I’m tired too,” Mo Xiangwen said. “I’ll go sit down for a while, and I’ll start timing you.”

"Huh?" Su Mengyao was slightly taken aback and asked, "Aren't you going to practice anymore?"

“What’s the point of training? I’m just here to make up the numbers.” Mo Xiangwen shook his head. “You know I wasn’t planning on participating in the first place. It’s just that no one else is participating now. I just need to finish the race.”

Su Mengli was slightly taken aback, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

Although she was still a little worried about Mengyao, she figured that with Xiang Wen there, everything should be alright.

"Okay, then if anything happens, Mengyao, remember to tell me," Su Mengli said softly.

Su Mengyao pursed her lips. Of course, she understood the meaning behind her sister's words, but she just smiled and nodded.

Su Mengli glanced at the two of them again before starting to run again.

The two walked to the outermost part of the track and watched Su Mengli jogging rhythmically on the track.

"Shall we start now?" Mo Xiangwen asked, turning his gaze away. "Weren't you going to practice sprinting?"

"I'm exhausted, let's stand and rest for a bit," Su Mengyao said softly, shaking her head.

“Indeed,” Mo Xiangwen sighed. “After just two laps, my legs already feel like they don’t belong to me anymore.”

Su Mengyao rolled her eyes at him speechlessly: "Although I know you're trying to comfort me, you don't have to tell such an obvious lie. You clearly still have energy left."

Seeing that Su Mengyao seemed to have returned to her usual self, Mo Xiangwen couldn't help but smile.

Su Mengyao took it as an admission and immediately showed a curious expression, asking strangely, "Xiang Wen, how come you have such good stamina? Logically speaking, I train for more time than you, so I should be better."