Then, a flash of white light appeared before my eyes.
[Ding! Welcome to the Circus Running Race]
This project consists of two rounds of games.
Participants: All players
As the mechanical sound faded, Yuan Qingli found herself on a playground with seven straight running tracks.
It's about 200 meters long. At the finish line of the track, there are seven timers, one for each of the seven players.
Yuan Qingli felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't immediately pinpoint what the problem was.
There's definitely something fishy going on in this competition.
Yuan Qingli stood on the second track, and on the first track to her left stood a strange man.
He was wearing a dark blue hoodie and black pants.
Her sharply defined, delicate features were enhanced by the sunlight, making them appear even more three-dimensional. Her amber eyes, shimmering with starlight, gazed at him with a cold and aloof expression.
He has a muscular build and is estimated to be over 1.85 meters tall.
This is a true meeting of seven players.
Noticing that everyone's gaze was on him, the man politely spoke up: "Lu Xingyun. I was already inside the instance when I arrived, so I didn't greet you all."
His voice was like the first clear sky after a snowfall, warm yet with a hint of crispness.
The others didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly in acknowledgment.
Yuan Qingli withdrew her gaze and noticed that the guy had a stopped watch on his wrist with a screen cracked like a spider web.
Besides people with unusual fetishes, another possibility is that he just got into a fight with someone.
A battle broke out as soon as we entered an unfamiliar instance; this person is no ordinary individual.
【Attention players! One minute to prepare—】
The group quickly got into starting positions, but they were all completely bewildered.
Starting now? Does finishing in the top few mean you win? What does two rounds even mean? A round trip?
Yuan Qingli glanced at Xiao Lan at the starting line of the fifth track. Xiao Lan twisted the hem of her evening gown into a braid and rolled it up, clearly afraid that the hem would affect her running speed.
But she didn't take off her high heels.
Yuan Qingli silently looked down at her cheongsam, the slits were just right, enough to run in.
White sneakers can also be used for running.
But is it really just running? Is it that simple?
As the old saying goes, "The greatest sound is silent, the greatest form is formless." The fewer the rules, the more shady dealings there are.
She turned her head and saw Lu Xingyun on her left looking troubled, muttering, "Oh no, oh no, I'm not good at sports, I'm doomed, I can't run fast..."
"I wish someone could lend me a hand."
Yuan Qingli silently looked away. This guy not only wasn't very athletic, but he also didn't seem to be very smart.
She took a deep breath, lifted her foot and stomped on her white sneakers a couple of times to loosen up her slightly stiff feet.
Yuan Qingli turned her gaze again, and the domineering CEO on the other side presented a completely different scene.
Scientific evidence shows that the easiest way to generate power when starting in a sprint is to bend over and squat with your hands on the ground.
As is common sense, everyone, even if they are not standard, looks the same.
Only the domineering CEO stands tall with his feet together and his hands behind his back, displaying the posture of a typical old cadre.
[Countdown!]
【3…】
【2…】
【1…】
As soon as the word fell, all the players on the starting line rushed out like a whirlwind.
Running in the lead was Du Ruoyuan, who was wearing sportswear. As expected of an athletic boy, he ran very fast.
While running, there's still the energy to look back at the opponents behind you.
Then came the veteran player Huang He, the domineering CEO Bo Zijin, and surprisingly, Xiao Lan also ran very fast; her high heels didn't affect her speed at all.
Yuan Qingli and another high school girl, Zhou Yueying, are equally matched.
As expected, the last one was Lu Xingyun, who was muttering to himself and exposing his shortcomings.
Du Ruoyuan was the first to arrive. He ran the 200 meters extremely fast, taking 26.9 seconds.
Standing behind the finish line, his chest heaving, he couldn't hide the victorious smile on his face.
His gaze swept over the last three—Yuan Qingli, Zhou Yueying, and Lu Xingyun—as if he were looking at dead people.
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