Chapter 78 Weird! Who made him run like this?
Jiang Nian took some time at noon to ask Song Xiyun out.
Still at the staircase with the rolling door locked, Song Xiyun was stunned and shocked when she saw him take out a walnut piggy bank that was like a work of art from behind.
The poor girl said something that fits her personality.
“So expensive!”
She originally thought Jiang Nian was just joking, after all, who would really bring a piggy bank to school? Even if you take a step back, a piggy bank is not expensive.
Usually thirty or forty yuan is enough, or even ten or twenty yuan.
Who would have thought that you could take out a piggy bank that is comparable to a work of art? It can no longer be called a piggy bank. It is obviously more for viewing than for practical use.
Only rich people would buy it. It's not a hobby, it's a daily necessity!
In fact, Jiang Nian originally chose a piggy bank worth around 100 yuan. Later, he had 100 yuan left out of the 50,000 yuan limit and couldn't use it all, so he simply bought one worth more than 200 yuan.
Anyway, it's free money for him.
Song Xiyun could take out four hundred and twenty-five, both in decimal and integer form, and he was most afraid of this kind of number with both decimal and integer forms.
"No, no!" Song Xiyun shook his head like a rattle and said firmly, "It's too expensive. I can't take it. I was just joking that day!"
"Return it quickly. Is there any shipping insurance?"
"I forgot about this." Jiang Nian said, "Let's have it custom made. It's very troublesome to return it after receiving it. If you don't want it, I'll deal with it."
"Handle? Xianyu?" Song Xiyun looked experienced.
"That's about right."
"You have to list it at a good price on Xianyu. You bought it in mint condition." She began to return to her familiar territory and stood up again. "Don't mark the price too low."
". Generally, free shipping is the default, and your price is 20 yuan off the original price. If no one bids, then you can reduce it by another 10 yuan, but don't reduce it too much."
Even if it's 99% new, are you only willing to lose ten dollars?
What a strong life skill!
Jiang Nian nodded and said something.
"I plan to give it to your mother. She should like this kind of gadget very much."
"Jiang Nian!" Song Xiyun's fists hardened, and he looked at him with gritted teeth, "You want to die! You can't give it to me! How much did you spend on it? I'll give it to you!"
When Jiang Nian reported a number, Song Xiyun almost felt his legs go weak.
"How many?"
After confirming again, the girl's eyes lost their luster. It was too much to take away half of her savings from a small piggy bank.
But if I don't pay, the piggy bank will go to my mother. She will definitely accept it happily. I can't do that!
Is Jiang Nian a devil?
Song Xiyun now really wants to kill him by ramming his head into him. Isn't this moral kidnapping?
No, how could he do this!
"I'll take it! At worst, I can pay you in installments!" Song Xiyun said the weakest words in the strongest tone, "I can pay it back slowly and I'll pay it back in full!"
I'm about to cry, is this really okay?
When you go back, you can drop your little pearls and write a diary about paying back the money, right?
"It's up to you. I won't accept repayments of more than one dollar a day." Jiang Nian handed her the walnut piggy bank, "I'll take that as your agreement."
"There are still one, two, three, seven or eight months left. Doesn't that mean I have to pay it back after the college entrance examination?" Song Xiyun was shocked as he took the piggy bank. Installment payment was too scary.
But it’s really nice, a walnut piggy bank.
"That's right." Jiang Nian suddenly leaned over and asked in a sly voice, "My dear daughter, do you want to get rid of your father so much? Huh?"
"You, you, you, you!" Song Xiyun frantically took four or five steps back, his back hitting the white wall directly. "What? What do you mean?"
"Um?"
"Don't play dumb! You just said something really outrageous!" Song Xiyun was a little mad, "It was like something a dark and perverted person would say in a TV show!"
"Ah, you're going too far. I might get a lawyer's letter." Jiang Nian stretched lazily. "I still have a game this afternoon. I'm going back to the classroom to sleep."
The corridor is shady, and the roller shutter door downstairs is locked. Usually not many people walk this way, and today we have a sports meeting, so we have a very long lunch break.
The teaching building was empty and quiet. The sunlight could not directly reach the corridor, and only a little daylight came in through the windows.
Song Xiyun nervously watched him walk up the stairs for two steps, then suddenly turned back. Judging from his expression, he seemed to be thinking about something important, and asked condescendingly.
"If I threaten you with two hundred dollars now, can you do anything?"
"Go to hell! You dark pervert!"
After being scolded by the beautiful girl with disgust, Jiang Nian left with satisfaction.
That's the taste.
afternoon.
In the group race for the senior high school men's 3,000-meter event, there were too many people so they were divided into two groups and started running at the same time.
Although there is no distinction between arts and science, or whether or not a student is a sports student, in order to save face for the top students, those with good physical strength are basically concentrated in the first batch.
That is to say, sports students and those who usually have excellent physical education grades are basically assigned to the first batch to start running. This not only ensures the viewing effect, but also does not undermine fairness and takes care of the face of the students in the latter batch.
This also means that after the first batch is finished, there is basically nothing for the second batch.
Of course, it is impossible to take care of everything so there will always be one or two people who are not very good at sports included in the first batch.
"What!"
"This is a mistake! I'm in the first group?"
Yu Tongjie looked at the group stage roster in disbelief, searching the paper until he saw his name next to Jiang Nian's, both in the first group.
His heart finally died, and he sat back in the chair in the lounge area weakly.
"how so?"
Damn, I’m going to be beaten to death by the sports students!
When I thought about myself being overtaken by two or three laps, struggling on the track like a dead dog, my chest was like an old bellows, making a hoarse zombie sound.
It's over. The image I worked so hard to create in front of Li Qingrong is all going to go down the drain!
He happened to look up and heard someone in the class talking about Jiang Nian. Beep, beep, the keyword alarm sounded instantly, and he couldn't help but prick up his ears to listen.
"Jiang Nian won first place in the long jump?"
“Is this true or false?”
"That couldn't be false. I heard that the one who did a somersault and jumped over there fell pretty badly."
"What the hell? Not really, what are you trying to do?"
Hearing this, Yu Tongjie recalled the scene of Li Qingrong running with Jiang Nian.
I don't know why, but an outrageous thought came to my mind. No way, it shouldn't be that kind of thing.
Chun Aijie couldn't stand it a bit, he took a deep breath and murmured.
"It's okay, I'm just overthinking it."
"You look so suspicious, it's embarrassing. Cheer up. Li Qingrong is the class monitor, it's possible that this didn't happen. Besides, even if it did, what's the problem?"
"She's the class monitor, so it's normal for her to care about the class, haha~"
Cool place.
Jiang Nian looked up in confusion, "What are you doing here?"
"What? You don't welcome the teacher?" Qian Bao, wearing a sports suit, was busy taking selfies and editing photos while talking to Jiang Nian. "Come, take a photo for the teacher."
"Teacher, I'm an athlete!" Jiang Nian couldn't hold back, "Why don't you let the referee take a picture of you and lend you the starting gun so you can pose?"
"So what?" Xibao launched a magic attack.
Damn it, the country saved you! Fortunately, this is a Chinese campus!
So what? I have something on you! Childish teacher!
Jiang Nian reluctantly took the phone and just as he took a picture, his classmates came over and surrounded the popular Qian Bao, chattering.
Zhang Ningzhi and Yao Beibei also came over from afar, but they didn't look in a good mood.
Haha, it’s not easy to sleep in a milk tea shop.
Jiang Nian slept for a full hour and a half in the classroom at noon, and even finished half a test paper. It was ridiculously long, after all, the competition didn't start until 3 pm.
Li Qingrong also came, not wearing anything special.
The white short skirt I wore in the morning was changed into a pair of loose pants that were convenient for running. Yu Tongjie followed behind me. He and Jiang Nian were the only ones in the class who signed up for the men's 3,000-meter race.
As expected, Li Qingrong walked up to Jiang Nian. Without any greetings, she started talking about running with him and asked the two to pay attention to her position.
Running with an athlete does not mean running the entire race, but helping the athlete adjust his or her rhythm to prevent the athlete from being led astray by others, running at full speed at the beginning, and finally falling down on the track due to exhaustion.
Rhythm is something that is difficult for beginners to perceive unless they have been running for a long time. Basically, they rely on their opponents to judge whether they are running fast or slow.
Li Qingrong's role is to serve as a reference speed.
Yu Tongjie listened carefully and nodded frequently.
Jiang Nian suddenly looked up and asked, "Squad Leader, if the rhythm is disrupted, will the consequences be serious?"
Hearing this, Li Qingrong nodded.
"Well, it's very troublesome. You might get a stitch in the side. Three kilometers is okay, but if it's five kilometers or ten kilometers, you might pee blood, so it's best not to let others lead you by the pace."
"Oh, and don't be the one who runs first and breaks the wind."
"Okay, I understand." Jiang Nian nodded.
Li Qingrong frowned slightly, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
Did he really understand?
When he was talking just now, he was distracted most of the time. Let's talk about it after the game is over. After all, he got first place in the morning.
Athletes enter the field.
Jiang Nian glanced casually, originally wanting to see where Li Qingrong was, but he saw two people in the crowd watching the playground, one of them was Song Xiyun.
It's natural for a daughter to cheer for her father, and there's nothing wrong with that.
The other is Zhou Yuting.
She looked a little haggard. Something bad must have happened to her. Baby, you are really in trouble.
Pop the champagne! Pop the champagne!
"Jiang Nian!"
Suddenly someone called him on the runway.
Jiang Nian was stunned for a moment, standing on the track, and a boy from the parallel class greeted him. He then remembered that the boy was the former sports committee member.
"You reported this too?"
"Yes, just follow me later." The sports committee member said generously, "Studying in the Olympiad class must be very hard. I guess you don't have time to exercise."
Hearing this, Jiang Nian suddenly felt a little guilty.
"Oh, ok, thank you."
"Everyone start signing in!" the referee shouted, interrupting their conversation.
A few minutes later, the entire group of high school seniors in the 3,000-meter track and field race was ready. Everyone looked tense, waiting nervously for the moment when the starting gun would go off.
“Beep, beep, beep—!!!”
A loud whistle blew across the sky above the playground, and the burly physical education teacher roared.
"Everyone, take your positions! Get set~!"
"Bang!!"
The firing gun was deafening and a cloud of white smoke rose up.
“Come on!! Come on!”
From the moment the starting gun sounded, cheers from all around the stadium shook the sky. The names of the athletes echoed in the air, and after half a circle, they became...
"Jiang Nian! Come on!!"
Li Qingrong, who was running in the inner circle, turned her head and took a look when she heard the sound. Suddenly, her pupils dilated slightly.
Jiang Nian accelerated and rushed to the first position after half a lap. While leading the race, he also took on most of the resistance of breaking the wind. What was he doing?
This isn't the time to sprint, right?
The second-place athlete was obviously experienced, and he almost ran behind Jiang Nian. He wanted to use him as a shield against the wind, and wait until Jiang Nian ran half a lap or a full lap and ran out of energy.
Suddenly, Jiang Nian accelerated again!
There was another exclamation from the audience, and Li Qingrong stopped immediately. Jiang Nian's sudden move had completely eliminated the meaning of her running with him.
She stood in the middle of the playground, watching Jiang Nian speed up and slow down. He slowly pulled out a no-man's land behind him, and some people had already stopped because of the rhythm.
The words Jiang Nian asked could not help but echo in my ears.
"Squad leader, if the rhythm is disrupted, will the consequences be serious?"
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(End of this chapter)
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