Chapter 78 Four Schools Simulation Competition
"Even if the athletes take the top three spots, there are still four to eight places left. As long as they make it to the finals, they will get points."
Su Xia held her chin, her dimples dazzling. "You don't have to compare yourself with the best. As long as you get points for the class, you're pretty cool."
He Miao was silent for several seconds, looking up at the sky silently, "Did you tell them that during recess?"
Su Xia nodded.
He Miao: “…”
She understood it completely.
It turns out that the drug for the love potion is here.
If she were a boy, how could she not sign up when Su Xia looked at her like that and acted like a spoiled child? How could she bear to say no? She would crawl to the finish line and win the race even if she cried.
"Then why didn't anyone report it? We can just grit our teeth and do it together. Is it really that difficult?"
“It’s not very chewy.”
Su Xia whispered, "I heard from them that the principal is obsessed with marathons this year and has added several particularly long long-distance running events. They all started running right after watching them."
He Miao is a veteran sports nerd. He didn't even read the sports meet notice and had no idea what was going on.
"How long is extra long? Is it longer than a kilometer?"
"Much longer."
Su Xia sighed, "Girls run 1,500 meters, boys run 3,000 meters and 5,000 meters."
He Miao glared, "...crazy."
"Yeah."
Su Xia was listless. "Teacher Ding said to try not to leave any items blank. I'll talk to her next week."
The track and field field of No. 1 Middle School is a standard 400-meter track. If you want to run five kilometers, that's twelve and a half laps.
Not to mention how long it takes, after running around in circles, you wouldn't even notice if a contestant slipped away, and the audience would lose interest after just a few glances.
It is a typical case of high investment and low return, which is thankless.
He Miao couldn't bear to see her sad, so he gave her some advice. "Girl, let me help you with He Yue's homework. She's our neighbor in the neighborhood. Boy, are you sure you've asked everyone?"
Su Xia paused for a moment before nodding.
...Xu Jiqing didn't ask.
After changing her deskmate for half a month, she gradually got used to life without Xu Jiqing. She used to think of him first, and then slowly transitioned to thinking of him last.
Recently she went to see the bulletin board in the administrative building. The mathematics competition class is about to participate in the Jiangcheng Four Schools Mock Competition. He probably doesn't have so much energy to spare for such trivial matters.
Even if he has good endurance and can hold on.
But to Class 4, he is actually just a non-staff member, so why is he worth such effort?
"Forget it," He Miao came over and took her arm as they went to the cafeteria to eat. "If the principal can come up with such a bad idea, he should be prepared for zero response. I don't believe he can gather ten people by then."
"Compared to this, what are you going to wear when you hold up the sign this time?"
It is a sunny day and the wind on campus is sweet.
Su Xia's attention was quickly diverted. "I haven't decided yet. How about cosplaying as a Disney princess?"
"I think it's great," He Miao said with bright eyes, "and it's your birthday that day, so it's perfect."
"Then one for Rapunzel! Snow White is also fine. I'll randomly pick seven boys to be your dwarfs. Ah, Belle is pretty too. The playground has a red track and green grass. The yellow dress will definitely be a hit."
Su Xia's eyes curved, "I'm going to try on some clothes this weekend. Can you help me take a look? I'll treat you to dinner!"
"I must go, not for this meal."
He Miao placed his hands on his chest and patted them twice devoutly, "I am your Prime Minister."
"This is the Queen's birthday parade, I have to make you the most stunning!"
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According to the class schedule written on Su Xia's calendar, there was another very important thing happening during the week of the sports meet.
That is the announcement of the results of the Jiangcheng four schools simulation competition.
It's not a formal competition, so no matter how good your results are, they won't be mentioned at the flag-raising ceremony.
Su Xia went to the bulletin board in the administrative building four or five times a day, but didn't see any announcements.
On the way home, she huddled in the back seat of the car, occasionally checking the school's official account. Before she could see any push notifications about the competition results, a series of frog croaks popped up in the class group.
[Next time someone calls No. 1 Middle School useless, I'll throw this form in their face. It feels so good, so powerful...]
The mobile network is not very stable this year.
The long chart of the ranking list of more than 200 people is quite large and it is still blurry after scrolling for a long time.
The people below don't understand the situation.
[What is this? The four-school joint entrance exam for Mathematics Competition?]
[Looking at the top ten in this thumbnail, the school column is all affiliated high schools. Why do I feel so good? Can someone let me feel good too? I beg you.]
[The top ten are all from affiliated high schools. This is a long-standing tradition. The province's top students are being squeezed out, and the strong schools are performing normally.]
@Class Monitor, we're ranked eleventh this year. That's pretty cool. Is he your old classmate?
The squad leader was speechless.
[Number 11 is Lin Lang from Class 8, I don't know him.]
【You guys should dream bigger and see who is the first place. 】
On Su Xia's phone, the long picture was loaded almost at the same time and popped up.
Ranking, mock competition results, name, school.
A dense list of sub-comprehensives: algebra, geometry, combinatorics, combinatorial geometry, number theory, algebra finale...
Su Xia clutched her chest, forgetting to breathe. She used two fingers to zoom in on the screen and scrolled directly to the far right of the first row.
Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, Xu Jiqing.
The group was quiet for a moment, and then immediately filled with rows of exclamations.
[…Excuse me, you still want to make a wish for God.]
Is this still the four-school mock competition I'm familiar with? Li Rui couldn't even break 150th place back then, and was beaten down for so many years. But this year, the Affiliated High School's encirclement was so easy... and he broke through?
[Whether it is easy or not depends on who you are]
[This is so pitiful! The nine affiliated high schools below are almost stuck together like grasshoppers. You, Xu Shen, scored 21 points higher than the second one... I don't know if that person will collapse, but I collapsed first when I put myself in his shoes...]
[I just saw the watermark of the Attached High School. The official account of the First High School hasn't been released yet. What's going on? I'm so happy!]
[The biological son is ten years old, and the adopted son takes first place right after entering the family. You would be stupid to do that.]
[I have nothing to say. I confess that I didn’t recognize the great man.]
Below are rows and rows of [有荣言] that seem to have no end.
Su Xia felt hot in her heart and her eyes were also a little hot.
On the phone screen, the time is now a quarter past nine.
She turned her head to look out the window, raised her hand to touch her nose, and said to Su Lijun who was driving, "Uncle, turn around at the intersection ahead. Don't go home yet."
"Still going out to play at this hour?"
Su Lijun looked over in the rearview mirror with a surprised look on his face.
"Aren't we going out to play?" Su Xia shook her head and asked him, "Are there any shopping malls that are still open?"
"A classmate of mine has a birthday tomorrow... and I want to buy him a small cake."
I feel guilty about it.
Xu Jiqing didn't seem to like his birthday. He didn't mention it himself, nor did he like others to mention it, so she didn't know when Xu Jiqing's birthday was.
It’s been almost a year since we reunited, so his birthday should have passed long ago.
Did he light a candle and make a wish? Was there anyone celebrating for him for such a dazzling victory?
Su Xia's finger hovered over the screen.
I clicked into Xu Jiqing's chat box, paused for a few seconds, pursed my lips, stepped back, and pressed the lock screen button.
Neon lights flickered outside the car window. She tilted her head to look, and the twinkling lights fell into her eyes.
Even if we don't meet.
She also wanted him to know—
Someone was genuinely happy for him, and she was quietly accompanying him.
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