Chapter 85 Two Thousand Building Blocks
The afternoon game will start soon.
As the highlight of track and field events began, the sports students who had rested for the whole morning were like wild horses running wild, killing all opponents. The points rankings of several liberal arts classes soared up.
After just two or three events, Class 4, which had worked hard to maintain the third place for the entire morning, suddenly dropped to eighth place.
Su Xia was anxious.
But she also knew that being anxious was useless, and she could only do her job as the Sports Committee more diligently and responsibly.
The registration area for the men's 4x100 preliminaries was crowded with people.
Her face is so recognizable.
As soon as he appeared, all the eyes under the tent looked over.
In the morning, someone in Class 4 didn't pin their number cloth properly, and the pin suddenly came loose, cutting a hole in their chest.
Having learned from the previous experience, Su Xia carried a small bag this time, which contained a whole box of spare pins. She accompanied each person to the registration office, checked their pins one by one, and smoothed their number cloths by pulling on their edges.
"Being injury-free is the first priority, performance is the second, and playing to your best level is victory."
Amid the envious gazes of all the young men in the audience, the boys from Class 4 who had been patted on the shoulders by her blushed profusely, and were almost about to swear allegiance to the princess on the spot.
Under the scorching sun, Su Xia ran around for more than an hour, his head covered in sweat.
The result was a little better.
But the opponents were too strong and they still failed to make it into the top three.
He Miao was stationed in the shade of a tree, writing a radio script. He couldn't bear to watch this, so he handed over a tissue and said, "You can send the girls off, and you can send the boys off too. Take a break, my Xia Xia."
Su Xia unfolded the tissue and held it to his forehead, shaking his head. "I have to convince people with my virtue. Maybe someone will get carried away and sign up for the 3,000-meter and 5,000-meter races."
"...Are you still thinking about this?"
He Miao was amazed.
Su Xia nodded honestly, "I kind of want that prize."
"Forty water park tickets?"
"It's not first place in the class," Su Xia said with clear eyes and rosy cheeks, "it's the prize for the long-distance running champion, that Lego brick."
The spring sports meet attracts many alumni every year, with a variety of sponsorships.
This year's ultra-long-distance running event was added by the principal himself, and the prizes were very generous: a huge wall-mounted Lego backboard with a thousand colorful regular building blocks attached, and the No. 1 Middle School emblem customized on it, making it unique.
She still remembered that in her previous life, two liberal arts classes took away this prize and did not take it home. They left it in the class for everyone to play with, and they had a lot of fun coming up with all kinds of creative ideas.
It’s not that there’s a lack of toys.
But there is no substitute for campus memories. Every time Su Xia passes by their door, she is extremely envious.
She gestured hard, and He Miao was also a little moved by what she said.
It's just that reality is cruel.
"...He Yue didn't look very happy this morning. She didn't say anything when asked. 1500, I feel like I'm hanging by a thread."
"There's still a men's event," Su Xia smiled, trying to think positively. "I'll go and mobilize some people. Registration is still an hour away, in case anyone wants to try."
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The long-distance running event starts at 2:30.
The women's 1,500 meters is relatively okay, but a running race of more than 3,000 meters is too much of a test of patience in an occasion like a school sports meet. Not many spectators can follow it lap after lap, and it is very closely scheduled with other events.
The green field in the middle was crowded with people, and the high jump and triple jump were obviously more popular.
There was a long-distance race on the plastic track. There were many participants, but no one was watching, so it seemed a bit lonely.
Just as expected, He Yue felt a little exhausted after two laps and twisted her ankle. She gritted her teeth and insisted on completing the race. Her lips were white when she crossed the finish line.
The loudspeaker began calling for the men's 3,000-meter runners to check in.
Su Xia glanced over there hurriedly, but didn't see anyone from Class 4.
She had more important things to do right now and didn't have time to think about it anymore. She met He Yue at the finish line, waited for her to adjust her breathing, put the girl's arm around her shoulders, and helped her walk to the infirmary.
Su Xia slowed down and touched the other person's forehead.
No fever, just cold sweat. "Is it a stomachache?"
He Yue shook her head and whispered, "...Actually, I suddenly got my period this morning."
"I took painkillers and thought I was fine, but when I ran, my waist still felt heavy and I couldn't exert any strength at all."
She was a little embarrassed, her voice muffled, "I'm sorry, I should have been in the top three. I've let everyone down."
Su Xia felt hot in her heart and a little ashamed.
This year, they haven't grown up yet.
Bad people are very bad, but most of them have innocent hearts as clear as crystal.
There is no intrigue and calculation, no insurmountable class gap. Everyone is doing their best to make the small boat they are on go smoother and further.
If she hadn't struggled to run 800 meters, she would have definitely done it herself.
"It's fine."
Su Xia's palms were warm. She put her arms around the girl's shoulders and squeezed them gently. "No one will blame you. You're already very good."
The school doctor checked it out.
He Yue's ankle is not seriously injured, she just needs to rest well.
Su Xia stayed with her in the infirmary for a while, and when they returned to the playground, nearly twenty minutes had passed.
There were layers of people surrounding the track, and the whistles and screams were getting louder and louder, even more lively than the 100-meter final.
There was no one under the shade of the tree in Class 4.
There were messy mineral water bottles and school uniform jackets scattered on the ground, and in the middle, near her seat, there was a huge Lego box.
A thousand building blocks are so many.
Just by placing it here, its presence is frighteningly high, and the golden ribbon on the box shines brightly.
Su Xia stood there in a daze for several seconds, stunned.
After a while, He Miao in the crowd finally turned around and saw her, and squeezed back to her against the flow of people.
The girl's palms were cold with excitement, so he pulled her hand and went to the front row.
"Princess Woohoo, you're finally back! Your two thousand blocks will be here soon!"
"Help, he's circling again, he's so awesome!!"
What two thousand yuan?
What kind of ring...
Su Xia was pushed by the girls who were scrambling to look into the distance, and finally stood firm.
The moment you look up.
His pupils suddenly constricted, and his originally confused eyes were filled with the bright figure running towards him at the end of the runway.
From the time I just came back until now, the meaningless noise and shouting in my ears have finally been understood.
That's the same person's name:
“Ahhhhhh Xu Jiqing!!!”
"Xu Jiqing—come on—!!!"
Su Xia's heart was beating so fast that her fingertips felt numb.
As the other party's footsteps came towards her, they became faster and heavier, hitting her chest and causing pain.
Under the bright April light.
The spring breeze blew past his ears, and the boy's sweaty hair swayed slightly.
The school uniform was lifted by the airflow, revealing her toned arms and abdomen.
His breathing was steady, each step was explosive with precision, his Adam's apple rolled up and down rhythmically, and sweat slid down his sharp jaw, shining in the sunlight.
Such a long distance, so many people.
Xu Jiqing seemed to have found her from the first second she appeared. His gaze was sharp and scorching. His pale eyes were melted by the scorching sunlight, like flowing gold fragments.
The moment of passing by.
Su Xia's cheeks and the tips of her ears were buzzing with heat.
The wind blew, her long hair flew up, and she subconsciously held her breath.
Xu Jiqing's gaze only stayed on her face for a second.
In just a blink of an eye, the majestic figure disappeared into the distance.
The speed is faster than before.
"Who has a sprint lap in a 5,000-meter race? Is this still a human being?"
Zhang Ran, standing next to him, was completely stunned, cursing in Chinese. "He just received his award for the 3,000-meter race and didn't even rest. He's at this pace for 5,000 meters, and he can still improve it. Brother Xu is so strong, damn..."
The crowd was boiling, and the shouts were one wave higher than the other.
Su Xia took two deep breaths and asked He Miao beside him, "How far has he run?"
“One last lap!”
He Miao practically yelled, "First place in the 3,000-meter race is already ours, and the 5,000-meter race will be right around the corner!"
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