Chapter 40 Sports Meet (Part Two)

Wang Lili, standing nearby, excitedly shouted, "Xiao Sinian! Xiao Sinian!!"

"Hello everyone, my name is Xiao Sinian. It is an honor to stand on this stage today..." The man's voice was clear and pure, like wine, carrying the faint coolness of early winter through the microphone to every corner of the venue.

As the speech began, everyone tacitly fell silent.

Jiang You stared in slight surprise; after all, who doesn't like to look at a handsome man?

Seeing this, Song Yun tugged at the side of her clothes. The girl came back to her senses, looked at him, and whispered, "What's wrong?"

He pursed his lips, then brought his mouth close to her ear through his mask, and said in a muffled voice, "You're looking at him, and it hurts me so much."

After saying that, he pressed his index finger against his chest.

This person really speaks his mind without holding anything back. Jiang You looked at the hoodie covering most of his face and the black mask completely covering the other half. How could this person see outside?

She never imagined that someone would be jealous of her, so she pretended not to hear and looked ahead.

Song Yun blinked and continued to tug, disrupt, and distract her.

Jiang You, unable to bear it any longer, raised his voice slightly and said, "If you touch me again, I'll have Song Wenxi take you back."

The chairs in the audience seats were placed directly on the steps, which meant that the audience members were sitting on the steps.

As soon as she spoke, Song Yun choked up, immediately stopped touching Jiang You, hugged her legs with both hands in a wronged manner, rested her chin on her knees, pouted, and her brown eyes gradually became moist.

Jiang You scolded him because of someone else, and his nose tingled with bitterness. He wanted to draw Xiao Sinian into a comic book and then kill him off.

After Xiao Sinian finished speaking, it was the principal's turn to speak.

Jiang You then had time to pay attention to Song Yun, only to see him lying on his knees with the back of his hoodie facing her.

Every time the boy didn't move, I was afraid he might have fainted from heatstroke.

It's really hot today; it seems to be over 30 degrees Celsius.

She nudged his leg with her own: "Are you still awake?"

She was initially slightly worried, but seeing that the other person didn't react, she immediately frowned, moved closer to him, and wanted to see what was going on.

"I'm not asleep," the voice was very soft, but you could still hear the strong nasal tone and sniffling sounds in it.

"You cried?"

Song Yun froze, pursed his lips and remained silent. There was no sound behind him, as if he didn't care and didn't care what happened to him.

He closed his sore eyes, and after a while, he couldn't help but turn his head from his knees, pulling his hat back slightly to see what Jiang You was doing, only to be met with a pair of dark eyes.

She rested her chin on her hand, idly lost in thought, seemingly not expecting him to turn around, and smiled unconsciously.

The sun was shining brightly, and the breeze was gentle. Song Yun's pupils trembled slightly. He realized what was happening and buried his head in his knees. A blush spread across his fair cheeks, quickly reaching his ears.

Jiang You could definitely see that the corners of his eyes were red and his eyes were wet, but since he didn't say anything, she didn't want to press him for an answer.

After the principal finished speaking, the host gave a command, and the seven-colored cannons roared in unison.

In an instant, seven dazzling plumes of smoke burst forth from the tube, like seven graceful rainbow bridges spanning the sky, instantly illuminating the entire sports field.

Against the backdrop of blue sky and white clouds, a dreamlike and colorful picture was painted, and the song "Wake" played, announcing the passionate opening of this sporting event.

After the event ended, Wang Lili looked at the competition schedule on the flyer and was caught in a dilemma: "The archery competition and the basketball competition are at the same time, it's so hard to choose!"

On one side is the aloof, cold, and arrogant type, and on the other side is the unruly, unrestrained, and free-spirited type. How is she supposed to choose?

“In Jiangyou, we play rock-paper-scissors. If I lose, I go to watch the archery competition; if I win, I go to watch the basketball game.”

The two played rock-paper-scissors and then went to watch an archery competition.

In the indoor arena, a total of 32 contestants were divided into groups for the knockout stage based on their scores. Then, through one-on-one knockout matches and the final, the champion, runner-up, and third-place winners were finally determined.

"Here it comes!" Wang Lili immediately took out her camera to take pictures.

Perhaps it's because rich people eat well, but none of them are shorter than 1.7 meters. They wear simple T-shirts on top and black sports pants on the bottom, the smooth cuts of which fit their long, straight legs.

Moreover, they have smooth, fair skin without acne scars, pits, or large pores; high noses and thin lips; upright posture; and a reserved and composed demeanor.

Jiang You couldn't help but say sourly, "Not only is he rich, but he's also so good-looking."

They're not exactly exquisite, but they're certainly not ugly.

Upon hearing this, Wang Lili casually replied:

“My dad’s boss’s daughter had her teeth straightened when she was a child because they were crooked. She spent hundreds of thousands on skincare, which was nothing compared to what she did. When she showed signs of being short, she got injections to increase her height. She got orthokeratology lenses for nearsightedness. When she had poor posture, she was sent to learn dance. She takes meticulous care of herself from the inside out. How could she not be beautiful?”

Jiang You, with dead fish eyes: "Hehe, rich people may have money, but they also lose their worries!"

After saying that, his expression changed: "Ouch, my stomach hurts. Lili, watch my bag for me. I'm going to the toilet."

I placed the canvas bag on the seat and walked out.

Damn it, it must be from drinking iced cola and eating fish tails from Dongting Lake last night that gave me an upset stomach.

She had to ask several people before she finally found the restroom.

As I entered a cubicle and took off my pants to breathe a sigh of relief, I realized that my pants didn't have pockets today. My phone and the paper were in my bag, but thankfully there was paper in there.

"Is this the place?"

“I watched Meng Wanwan go in.”

"Okay, go get the water."

He then heard the sound of water being poured into the bucket, but Jiang You paid no attention; he just wanted to finish quickly and get out.

Just as she finished relieving herself, put on her pants, and was about to go out, a large bucket of water was poured down from above.

"Cough, cough..." Water got into her nose, and she couldn't stop coughing.

"Meng Wanwan, you should just stay inside. Let's go," a woman's voice said with a wicked laugh.

Jiang You was stunned. She was soaked to the bone, with water dripping from her head and shoes. She rubbed her water-filled eyes, opened the door, and went to the people outside to demand an explanation.

The door couldn't be opened.

"Open the door, I'm not Meng Wanwan," she said, pushing hard against the door, but it wouldn't budge.

There was no sound outside.

Jiang You tried with all her might but couldn't push the door open. She was panting and felt incredibly unlucky.

Looking around at the unfinished ceiling, she jumped with all her might, hooking her hands onto it, but that was it; she couldn't climb out.

Oh well, someone's bound to come to the bathroom eventually, right? She can just wait for them to come.

Jiang You never expected that the girl who splashed water on her had posted a notice outside the toilet: the toilet pipes are under repair, please find another toilet.

She squatted in the corner. The toilet was air-conditioned, and after a while, she stood up, shivering from the cold, and stretched her body.

My clothes and pants were completely soaked, including my underwear, which felt very uncomfortable against my skin.

"Is anyone there? I'm locked inside? Is anyone outside?"

As time went on, Jiang You went from being angry to feeling so wronged and cold that he wanted to cry.