"Ha, your Class 17 is really trash, all you have now is one medal."

"Damn it, what the hell are you saying?" Li Wuyou, carrying the medal, rushed up to beat him up, but was stopped by Long Yunze.

"I'm telling the truth. You guys, who are all brainless and physically weak, are just waiting to admit defeat."

Wenjing walked over and said, "This is the second piece. Are you blind?"

Qin Zhiluo glanced coldly at their arrogance and smiled, "Which class are you in?"

The boy noticed her demeanor had clearly weakened, but she still straightened her back and said, "Class Three."

Qin Zhiluo looked up casually. "Oh, trash."

"You..." He was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Next is the 400-meter relay. Please take your positions."

"So fast?" Wenjing asked lazily, even though she had just finished the long jump.

Qin Zhiluo looked at the people in Class 3, "The loser of this match has to call the other person 'Grandpa' three times. Do you dare!"

Class 3 chuckled dismissively, "Fine." Two of the girls in Class 3 were athletes.

Sui Hehe roared at Qin Zhiluo, "What makes you think you can represent our class?"

A hint of malice flashed in Yan Qingjiao's eyes as she pulled Sui Hehe away.

Fu Yiming got up and gave Wenjing a massage, "Keep it up!"

Qin Zhiluo secretly took Long Yanli's hand and said, "If we win the championship, treat us to a big meal."

"Okay," Long Yanli watched the girl go on stage, then immediately made a phone call to book a private room.

Lu Ze said, "Braised prawns and lamb chops."

Long Yanli gave him an OK sign.

The starting gun fired, and the 400-meter relay race officially began.

Wenjing was the first runner, and Qin Zhiluo was the fourth runner.

After the gunshot, Wenjing rushed out and took the lead by a wide margin, her eyes playful, her twin ponytails flying freely behind her head.

"What an adorable young lady!"

"Wow, how can this girl run so fast!"

"That's awesome!"

Fu Yiming smiled, his eyes following Wen Jing; he hadn't been this excited in years.

The students in Class 3 were clearly getting anxious.

"Go, Class 3! Go! Go!"

"Surpass them!"

At the moment of baton exchange, Xiao Yao, the second runner, received the baton steadily. Although she was not running fast, the other teams, because the first runner was behind, could not catch up with Xiao Yao for a while.

After receiving the baton in the third leg, Yan Qingjiao's speed noticeably slowed down, and he was overtaken by other teams one after another.

"Holy crap, what is Yan Qingjiao doing?"

"Even a tortoise can run faster than her, holy crap!"

"Damn it, this is on purpose, isn't it!"

The students in Class Three started to get excited and stood up to shout:

"Well done!"

"Go Class 3! Class 3 is invincible!"

Down with Class 17!

Qin Zhiluo looked at her coldly. She had no character and no sense of class honor. This kind of person was really trash.

Qin Zhiluo, with her hair in a high ponytail, stood at the starting line of the last leg, her eyes sharp. After receiving the baton, she completely ignored Yan Qingjiao's provocative gaze.

Their class is currently at the bottom.

When the baton was handed to her, the entire stadium fell silent instantly, and everyone held their breath.

Qin Zhiluo charged out like a cheetah, her explosive speed astonishing. With each step she took, she quickly closed the distance between herself and the others.

The atmosphere on the track was extremely tense. The shouts from Class 17 were deafening, and everyone's heart was in their throat.

"Go, idol!"

"Wan Tu, you are my god!"

"Idol! Idol! Idol!"

"Ten thousand rabbits! Ten thousand rabbits! Ten thousand rabbits!"

Wow! We've surpassed them by one!

"Second one, second one, that's over!"

Qin Zhilu smiled casually, which was captured by the photographer.

Lu Ze smiled; this was the kind of smile that someone her age should have.

"Idol! So handsome!"

"Idol! I want to have your babies!"

Long Yanli's initial excitement suddenly turned cold upon hearing this. Hmph!

When Qin Zhiluo overtook the last person, she could clearly feel the excitement of the entire audience!

Qin Zhiluo turned around and ran backwards, then smiled at the girl from Class 3 and gave the middle finger to the Class 3 seats in the audience.

"Hahaha, idol! So cool!"

"Awesome!"

Qin Zhilu smiled and looked at Long Yanli at the finish line.

Long Yanli handed the little girl a bottle of water, "Baby, you're great!"

"Waaaaah, I really want to cry!"

"Aaaaaah! Our class won!"

Qin Zhilu walked slowly for a while and came to Class 3.