Chen Wenzhi smiled, his eyes sparkling, "Maybe it's because it lacks technical skill."
Ying Qian burst out laughing.
If Chen Wenzhi were to pursue a career as a sports student, it wouldn't be a bad thing, but doing so would be a waste of his potential.
"Alright, go to the playground," Chen Wenzhi said, then boasted, "Just wait and see how I shine this afternoon."
In Ying Qian's memory, Chen Wenzhi rarely said such things. This time he spoke so confidently, so wouldn't he definitely win first place?
When she got a short distance away, she looked back at Chen Wenzhi's back. He was so thin... Could he really run?
Will he fall and get injured halfway through the run?
Ying Qian walked to her seat with a worried expression.
"Ying Qian?" The woman's voice rose slightly, and she said sarcastically, "Why are you alone? Didn't my cousin accompany you?"
Ying Qian looked up, her lips twitching, but she couldn't muster a smile.
"Hello, Sister Chen Yao," she replied politely.
"Who's your sister?" Chen Yao asked with a hint of disdain. "You're not worthy of being my older sister!"
"Young lady, watch your mouth. Who do you think you are?" A gentle voice questioned, tender and intellectual, yet sharp.
"You!" Chen Yao exclaimed in surprise, "You're all in cahoots?"
Ying Qian remained unmoved and stood in front of her with a heavy heart. "Yes, not only are the two of us in cahoots, but we are also in cahoots with your cousin Chen Wenzhi."
"Hmph..." The stiletto heels stomped on the ground a few times, and the sound gradually faded away.
He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing a few times, and gently licked his dry lips.
"When you encounter this kind of person, just start cursing."
"Thank you, senior!" She bowed to her.
His ponytail brushed against his chin, and he paused, a hint of melancholy flickering in his deep eyes.
He remained silent for a moment, then said, "There's no need for that. You're Chen Wenzhi's friend."
"I still want to thank you, otherwise I really wouldn't know what to do." Ying Qian scratched her head.
"Alright, go ahead."
After saying this, the two parted ways.
Chen Chang stood not far away, watching, until Ying Qian walked to the classroom area.
"I do hate you, but why can't I bear to see you being bullied?" He stroked the three-inch photo in his hand; it was of a girl with a high ponytail and a bright smile.
She bears some resemblance to Ying Qian.
The people in the photo, I'll never see again. A tear fell, heavy with sorrow...
When recognized, he remained calm and even greeted people with a smile.
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