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Shen Yanxi had considered telling her that it wasn't just Li Qingran, but also that Li Qingran's relationship with Lin Mo was probably more than just simple infatuation...

Perhaps it would make her back down... and let go of a relationship that might not be so perfect.

"It just won't work in the end."

What she can't say, what others say—her senior probably wouldn't believe anyway; it would only increase her negative emotions, and might even affect Lin Mo, causing something unexpected...

"Those who can't let go are already terminally ill."

"Unless I die, it's a lifetime..."

As we walked onto the playground,

"Boom!"

The starting gun for the 800-meter race fired with a sharp, high-pitched blast, and the school's loudspeaker began its commentary, reciting words about youth and its exuberance.

Her gaze suddenly, unconsciously,

Driven by curiosity about that not-so-scumbag big jerk, she was firmly attached to him.

Join in the cheers.

Chapter 104 is censored.

As the title suggests, but it has now been restored...

Sigh, it seems the censors are starting to tighten their grip... I'm scared.

Chapter 107 When there's a group of beautiful girls at the finish line, you rush into their arms (revised)

"Hahaha! Is that one from your class?"

"happy."

Wu Di, with his high-pitched voice, dressed in a presentable suit, mingled among Li Huowang and his group.

"I'm not trying to be mean, but even if your honors class is just about participation, shouldn't you at least provide him with some professional clothing?"

"What are they wearing? The people who run the 800 meters are all school athletes, wearing professional shorts, vests, and running shoes. Why are the students in your class just wearing school uniforms?"

Wu Di smiled sinisterly, patted Li Huowang on the shoulder, and said with a sheepish grin, "Look at us from the regular class, we're all dressed in suits and ties for the sports meet, unlike you guys who are so poor and shabby."

"Hahaha, what's that thing on you, Hellfire? Can you give it to me, Kou Liu?"

Li Huowang was so tired of hearing it that his ears were calloused. If he hadn't been saving his strength to help Lin Mo beat up those PE students after the game, he would have beaten that damned transvestite Wu to death long ago!

"You better watch your mouth!"

"Wu Di, you really do look alike! I've been wearing my underwear for a week straight and stuffing it in your mouth, you believe me?!" P-chan couldn't hold back any longer and was about to pull down her pants and give him a big...

Wu Di didn't care much; he was certain that Li Huowang and the others wouldn't dare to greet him right now.

"What did I do wrong? I just wanted you guys to improve. You're supposed to be the top class, the face of the school! Not only do you always steal our court, but you also play these childish games all the time..."

Wu Di's voice was drowned out by surprise halfway through his sentence.

After a moment of astonishment, the crowd fell silent, as if sensing the arrival of something sacred and inviolable.

"Could you please move aside? We're in a hurry, thank you everyone!"

Chen Yajie smiled sweetly as she walked at the front, her warmth melting the hearts of anyone who met her gaze.

Behind her followed two mature and beautiful young women.

"Thank you~" Hu Yu'en smiled and politely thanked the people around her in a soft voice.

Only Li Qingran remained unfazed, accepting the admiring glances of those around her, and followed Chen Yajie's lead, jogging towards the finish line.

Those who saw them couldn't help but think of the new poster that had been put up at school that afternoon; each one was like a white moonlight, and it was unbelievable that they could actually see them in real life...

We met together.

The three beautiful girls' ability to steal the spotlight didn't diminish with their collective appearance; instead, it amplified their "beauty domain," so much so that after the crowd parted to make way for them, watching their figures disappear, they forgot to regroup.

One can't help but wonder, if a girl like that watches a game, who is she on the field right now?

Girls obviously like athletic, fit guys... they look down on guys who're always greasy-haired, too lazy to cut their hair or shave, and all they do is do math problems and play with abstract concepts...

For a moment, some sighed, some felt wistful.

Wu Di's mouth dropped open, words stuck in his throat. He felt like he'd seen that aloof girl somewhere before, like he'd tried to act cool once...

But before he could even peek out to get a better look, he was elbowed by Li Huowang and then slammed to the head by P-chan.

The more Wu Di struggled, the more he sank into P-chan's aura, unable to utter a word.

"What the hell are you looking at?! Is that something you can look at? You bastard, ptooey!"

"Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out! How dare a mongrel goblin like you look at the saintess of the honors class like that?!"

He let go of him.

Wu Di's meticulously styled hair was ruined by P Jiang's excess fat, which had been coated with hairspray.

"Pfft! Hahahaha, what kind of poop hairstyle is that?"

"It looks much better this way."

His expression immediately turned gloomy.

"Bro, what's wrong with you? Why aren't you smiling? Are you just naturally averse to smiling?"

"Smile, baby."

Wu Di wiped his face, trying to regroup, only to find that his drawn eyebrows had smudged and his hands were completely black. He was dumbfounded and furious.

"Damn it, keep barking like dogs. Let's see what place your class gets. Don't shut up if dozens of people don't even get a medal!"

"Yo yo yo~"

"Oh!"

Just as they were exchanging sarcastic remarks, the starting gun suddenly fired, and the school's loudspeakers and the cheers of the spectators instantly grew louder.

It's worth mentioning that because the 800-meter run is a physical education exam item, it's primarily participated in by physical education students; other students rarely participate in this event.

Lin Mo, dressed in a school uniform and ordinary mesh shoes, stood out even more.

Everyone immediately looked towards the starting line. The 800-meter race doesn't have lanes, and those who have been trained know that they need to get to the inside lane first; this not only blocks opponents, but the inside lane is also shorter.

As soon as the starting gun fired, all the competitors crowded onto the inner lane. The most capable ones would at most accelerate for a short distance on the outer lane, overtake others, and then take their place on the inner lane.

Lin Mo, unlike the others, started running from the outer circle, showing no intention of moving to the inner circle...

Also, the shoes seemed a bit slippery, making it a little slower for me to get going than for others.

The PE students next to him almost burst out laughing, thinking Lin Mo was trying to disrupt their rhythm, but they were professionally trained and wouldn't laugh at something like that...

But the next moment, their laughter vanished.

Suddenly, Lin Mo accelerated from the outside lane, like he was sprinting the 100-meter or 50-meter dash in a physical fitness test, and began an anaerobic sprint.

In just a few seconds, he was ahead of them, but only in the second or third lane; he didn't try to take over the inner lane...

"What are you doing?"

The same thought crossed everyone's mind.

Could it be that their bet was that anyone could run faster than them, regardless of the entire distance...?

It shouldn't be.

But who runs the 800 meters without anaerobics? Don't they have any stamina? They'd be exhausted after sprinting just 300-400 meters! Even national athletes wouldn't dare run the 800 meters like that!

In an instant, they realized that Lin Mo had simply come to make a fool of himself...

Meanwhile, in the stands, Wu Di was laughing so hard he was practically pooping.

"Keep barking, you dogs! This poet? I'll eat the poet! Did he get the event wrong? This is 800 meters, not 100 meters. Running like this will only get him... "

The moment he was laughing, Lin Mo had already sprinted up to him, pulling ahead of the others by nearly a hundred meters.

After pausing for a moment,

“Brother!”

"What...?" Wu Di turned around and looked at the track, only to be startled to find Lin Mo, who was in the middle of the race, talking to him.

"It's nothing, I just think you're pretty stupid."

"屮..."

Wu Di wanted to say a few more curses, but Lin Mo simply sprinted away again and disappeared.

"..."

The female narrator on the radio didn't know how to narrate anymore; her prepared script about running and energizing under the scorching sun became scrap.

"Ah, we see... contestant number 0210, who chose the outside lane for the start... and is currently in the lead!"

"But isn't this decision a bit unwise... As you all know, long-distance running usually requires a steady pace of anaerobic running, and you generally only accelerate towards the end... Runner number 0210 sprinted towards the stands!"

"Okay, it seems he didn't go the wrong way; he was just interacting with our classmates in a friendly manner..."

The announcement over the loudspeaker amused those on the field who weren't particularly interested in the race, gradually drawing their attention to the track to see what kind of stunt was going on.

"Uh, let's take a look at the other runners first. They're all using the standard running style. Runner number 1101 is currently in second place, with a very steady pace. I heard his goal is to become a national second-level athlete..."

"Contestant number 0210 rushed into the audience again?! This time, he had a friendly interaction with three female students..."

"Ah, let's get back to our previous topic. At level two, the 800-meter time is around 2 minutes and 3 seconds..."

The commentator at the radio station clearly hadn't encountered this situation before, resulting in a commentary error.

The commentator's surprised exclamation immediately ignited the enthusiasm of the students watching the game, creating a lively atmosphere as they discussed what that amazing player had done.

However, Lin Mo only caused a little trouble before returning to the normal competition.

The commentator realized it was a minor, abstract farce and quickly resumed her normal commentary.

With this sprint, Lin Mo forced his way from the outer lane into the inner lane, placing him among the front of the group.

The PE students behind him didn't seem to care, all thinking that Lin Mo's stamina couldn't possibly keep up with theirs.

Anyone can sprint at the start; the one who sprints to the end is the winner!

Lin Mo was already panting heavily after running only half a lap. Wasn't that just showing off?!

The PE student thought victory was assured; this guy had just gone out to show off, he was just asking for trouble!

After running a full lap, they clearly noticed that Lin Mo was breathing much faster...

In the previous few attempts, try to accelerate and overtake him.

No matter how fast they sped up, they couldn't overtake Lin Mo. He seemed like a bottomless pit.

He wasn't particularly fast, running on par with them, but whenever they sped up, Lin Mo would just follow along like a copy-paste... he simply couldn't overtake them!

Damn it, what the hell are you doing running like this?! You're practically dead from running, panting like that, why don't you slow down?!

"We can see that although contestant number 0210's steps are a bit erratic, he's still consistently in first place... and seems to be disrupting the rhythm of the others... but his fatigue is also showing..."

"Ugh... I feel like I'm going to throw up."

He let out another slightly exaggerated breath, even faking a gag, and then sped up again to prevent the person behind him from overtaking him.

If he wanted to, he could simply sprint the entire 800 meters in under two minutes using the full 100-meter sprint.

But... after all, you still have to act like a normal person.

He has to pretend, otherwise the cheat code would be too overpowered. [Infinite Pulse] is no joke; with practice, he could even break the world record. But there's no need; that's not his focus... the pretty girl is more important.

Isn't a sweet and soft girl good enough? What does power matter to him? He only wants a beautiful woman!

"Dude, you're foaming at the mouth! Give up!"

A sports student behind me couldn't hold back any longer. He actually disrupted his breathing rhythm just to complain during the 800-meter race.

He watched helplessly as Lin Mo spat out words, looking as if he were about to die at any moment.

The funny thing is, even the school doctor by the track showed up, looking at him anxiously, as if he might die from overexertion and they were about to collect his body...

It seems her acting skills are fine.