Chapter 11 A Slender and Flexible Waist

The No. 1 Middle School's autumn sports meet was held in a magnificent manner. Display screens on both sides of the stage played highlights of students from previous sports meets, and the rousing and resounding athletes' march echoed across the playground in the early morning.

The teaching building was bustling with activity, as students from each class, dressed in uniform, descended the stairs in an orderly fashion.

The students in Class 1 of Senior Three wore custom-made white sportswear, which looked exceptionally neat and beautiful after they lined up in formation on the dark green lawn. It also made Zheng Shuyao, who was wearing a dark blue dress, look dazzlingly beautiful.

Zheng Shuyao has been in charge of holding up signs for Class 1 since her first year of high school, which is equivalent to being the face of the class.

To match her dress, Zheng Shuyao wore seven-centimeter high heels, which made her extremely unsteady on the lawn. Even with the help of her classmates, she still twisted her ankle when she reached the end of the class.

Several boys standing in the back row eagerly stretched out their arms to fawn over her.

Zheng Shuyao waved her hand and said she was fine. After she stood up, she looked at Sheng Yu, who was leaning against the barbed wire fence looking at his phone.

She coughed lightly and asked, "Sheng Yu, could you get me a bottle of water? I can't bend over easily."

As soon as Zheng Shuyao finished speaking, the boys around her started to laugh mischievously.

Amid the commotion, Sheng Yu remained unmoved, tapping the bricks on the screen with her fingertip, and without even looking up, instructed Zhou Yiyang, who had led the commotion, "Get it for her."

Zhou Yiyang smiled and said, "They specifically asked you to come, why should I join in?"

Zheng Shuyao moved a little closer to Sheng Yu, her cheeks slightly flushed, and asked again in a coquettish tone, "Is it okay?"

The commotion at the back of the line reached the front. Jiang Chan nudged Tang Ci's vocabulary book and said, "Look behind you, Zheng Shuyao is talking to Sheng Yu again."

Tang Ci turned a page of her notes, hesitated for a few seconds, and then looked back at it.

Sheng Yu was very tall, and even through the crowd, Tang Ci could easily spot him. His thick eyelashes drooped, and his sharp profile softened under the sunlight.

Zheng Shuyao blinked her curled eyelashes, her cheeks flushed, and reached out to take a bottle of mineral water from his hand.

Amidst the ambiguous and suggestive cheers, Jiang Chan also sighed, "Judging by appearances alone, Zheng Shuyao and Sheng Yu are quite a good match."

Many classmates shared Jiang Chan's feelings and whispered among themselves about the two people in the center of the crowd.

Tang Ci turned her head, pursed her lips, and mumbled a vague "hmm".

It seems like they're not interested in this topic.

Jiang Chan didn't continue discussing this matter with her, but instead talked to her about her studies.

When asked twice about which university Tang Ci wanted to attend in the future, Jiang Chan did not respond.

Jiang Chan leaned closer and noticed that the notebook in her hand hadn't been turned at all.

Tang Ci's gaze fell on the lawn, lost in thought.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Jiang Chan asked her with concern.

Tang Ci snapped out of her thoughts, shook her head, and answered her previous question: "I haven't thought about it yet. I'll think about it after the exam."

As the opening ceremony was about to begin, Lao Xu walked to the front of the group, clapped his hands, and signaled everyone to stand in their positions.

After checking the number of students in the class, Mr. Xu told Song Ke to pay attention to discipline and then returned to his seat as a teacher.

After Lao Xu walked away, Sheng Yu lightly kicked Zhou Yiyang, saying, "Mind your own business."

Zhou Yiyang chuckled. He had just seen Zheng Shuyao's tears were about to fall, but Sheng Yu remained unmoved.

He couldn't bear it, so he bent down, took a bottle of water from the supply box, and handed it to Sheng Yu. He then went along with it and let Zheng Shuyao take the water from Sheng Yu herself.

He was a very dedicated matchmaker, but Sheng Yu didn't appreciate it at all.

Zhou Yiyang patted his shoulder, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Brother Yu, I have to ask you something inappropriate, but you've never been interested in girls since you were little. Are you frigid—"

Sheng Yu glanced at him coldly and said, "Take your hand away."

Well, he's not only cold to girls, but he also doesn't give his friends a friendly look.

Zhou Yiyang removed his hand from his shoulder, feeling a chill run down his spine from the oppressive gaze. He smirked and said, "Just kidding. So what kind of girl do you actually like?"

Sheng Yu pinched the bridge of his nose, seemingly annoyed. "I haven't thought about it."

Zhou Yiyang was about to say something when the entrance music interrupted him.

Sheng Yu took the first step, and Zhou Yiyang saw his pupils flash briefly as he faced the rising sun.

It is as deep and dark as ink, devoid of any emotion.

Zhou Yiyang thought that the glacier of Shengyu was probably too warm for ordinary girls to handle.

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The three-legged race was on the second day of the sports meet. Apart from practicing with Sheng Yu after the sports meet, Tang Ci had free time all day.

Teacher Xu said in the class meeting that everyone should unite as one, and those who have time should remember to cheer on the students participating in the project.

Although Tang Ci wasn't particularly close to her classmates, she readily went along whenever Jiang Chan enthusiastically dragged her around to cheer on the students.

After watching the javelin competition, Jiang Chan, who had just signed up for the shot put competition, was about to check in.

The two arrived at the shot put venue and saw that the men's 3,000-meter race, which was not far from the shot put, was about to start.

The runway was surrounded by a dense crowd of people.

Most of the onlookers were girls, and they were almost all calling out Sheng Yu's name.

Jiang Chan took Tang Ci's hand and stepped forward, "Let's go cheer for Sheng Yujia too."

Looking at the impenetrable wall of people, Tang Ci took Jiang Chan's hand and said to her, "Go and see, I'll go buy you water, you can drink it after the competition."

"Okay! Thank you, Xiao Ci." Jiang Chan gave her a warm hug and then squeezed into the crowd.

When Tang Ci arrived at the convenience store, she found that the buy-one-get-one-free mineral water promotion was still ongoing. She subconsciously grabbed two bottles, only realizing when she was paying that Jiang Chan might not drink such cheap water.

She hesitated for two seconds, then turned back and took a bottle of mineral water at full price from the freezer before going to the counter to pay.

When she returned to the shot put competition area, the competition had already begun. Jiang Chan was throwing the shot put with all her might, but the result was not ideal.

After several rounds of competition, Jiang Chan barely managed to achieve a third-to-last ranking.

As the top three winners went on stage to receive their awards, Jiang Chan sat on the lawn, panting, to calm her heartbeat. Tang Ci unscrewed the bottle of mineral water that was still at full price and handed it to her.

Jiang Chan drank half a bottle in one go before feeling alive again. After resting for a while, she stood up and slowly walked towards the cafeteria with Tang Ci.

As Tang Ci crossed the track, she saw that the men's 3,000-meter race had also ended. Sheng Yu was standing on the podium in the middle, drinking water. Sweat soaked the front of his T-shirt as his Adam's apple bobbed, outlining his well-proportioned and smooth muscle lines.

The girls in the audience blushed, holding different drinks in their hands, eager to hand them to Sheng Yu.

Ignoring their gazes, Sheng Yu tossed the empty water bottle toward a trash can outside the track.

With a loud clang, it hit the trash can next to Tang Ci, startling her. She looked up and met Sheng Yu's gaze, which was about to be withdrawn.

The midday sun in autumn was still scorching. Sheng Yu squinted and saw Tang Ci holding two bottles of water, staring blankly at him.

The boy who came in second place saw Tang Ci not far away and said to Sheng Yu with a smile, "Isn't that the top student in the grade? He's here to bring water to Young Master Sheng too."

Tang Ci's ears suddenly burned, she hid the water in her hand behind her back, and quickened her pace to leave the playground.

Seeing her avoidance, Sheng Yu forced a smile but remained silent.

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There were many events in the afternoon, and Tang Ci was called away by Song Ke to help write a speech, which took up the entire afternoon.

As the event drew to a close, Tang Ci finally had a moment to herself, took out her phone, and saw that Sheng Yu had sent her a message half an hour earlier.

[Practice in the south area of ​​the playground]

Tang Ci hurriedly got up from her seat and replied to his message as she went down the stairs.

Sorry, I just saw this. Can I go there now?

[Sheng Yu: One minute.]

Tang Ci quickly replied "okay," gripped her phone tightly, and started running towards the south section of the playground.

In the South District, many students were practicing for tomorrow's events. Sheng Yu stood alone against the wall, exuding an aura of unapproachability.

Tang Ci stopped a meter away from him and said the first thing she said was, "Excuse me."

Sheng Yu lifted her eyelids, "All you can do is apologize verbally?"

Tang Ci paused, the plastic bag in her hand and her sweatpants making a rustling sound.

The bag contained two bottles of mineral water; one was empty, and the other was unopened.

She curled her fingertips and asked, "What would you like to drink? I'll go buy it now."

"Don't you have one?" Sheng Yu said, beckoning her with his finger.

Tang Ci had no choice but to hand him the unopened bottle of promotional mineral water, whispering a reminder, "It might not taste very good."

Sheng Yu didn't say anything, but when he raised his hand to take it, his fingertips brushed against the tiger's mouth (the area between the thumb and forefinger).

Tang Ci's breath hitched, and she felt a faint numbness in the web of her hand.

Sheng Yu took a sip of water, then picked up the ribbon and said, "Come on."

Tang Ci gave a soft "Oh," and stiffly moved closer to him. Afraid that he was too tall to bend over easily, she took the ribbon and said, "Let me do it."

She wrapped the ribbon around their calves and tied a knot, her fingertips never touching Sheng Yu's trousers.

After tying the ribbon, she stretched her ankles and said, "Let's go."

The moment Tang Ci sensed Sheng Yu lifting his leg, she quickly followed.

However, due to the significant height difference between the two, Tang Ci's ribbon was tied loosely.

After Sheng Yu lifted her leg, Tang Ci tried her best to keep up but was still a step too slow, and the knot of the ribbon came undone.

When she stepped back, she lost her balance and fell backward.

The practice area was filled with stacks of soft mats. Tang Ci sank into the gaps between the mats. She struggled to lift her arms, but couldn't find a foothold.

Sheng Yu looked down and saw that the hem of her sportswear had been turned up, revealing her slender and supple waist, which was dazzlingly white against the dark green mat.

Tang Ci subconsciously called out, "Sheng Yu."

She immediately regretted it after shouting, her cheeks flushed red, and she frantically pressed down on the mat, trying to climb out.

In the rush, most of the light and shadow in front of me were blocked.

Her struggling hand was suddenly grasped.

My palms are large and dry, with thin calluses from riding a motorcycle on the web of my thumb.