Chapter 264 The Pseudo-Student's Black Moonlight Goddess 14
After evening self-study, Shen Xinran and Zhuang Yan went home together.
Chen Xinran glanced at Zhuang Yan and couldn't help but frowned. "Why did you agree to compete with Xin Zeming? Don't you know he's a sports student? Long-distance running is easier for him than eating!"
Zhuang Yan smiled and asked, "Are you concerned about me?"
After a moment of silence, Shen Xinran said, "You can think of it this way."
The corners of Zhuang Yan's mouth lifted slightly, the smile in his eyes grew deeper, and his tone was relaxed, "Don't worry, there's still a month left."
Shen Xinran laughed dumbly. In just this one month, could you possibly upgrade your skills to something even more impressive?
The next morning.
When Shen Xinran saw Zhuang Yanshi, she saw sweat dripping down his forehead like raindrops, as if he had just experienced a fierce chase. She frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Zhuang Yan raised his head with a relaxed smile on his face, and his voice was a little breathless: "I ran here."
Shen Xinran was shocked. She didn't know what kind of persistence and strength Zhuang Yan's words "run over here" contained.
Until the morning of a week later. Qiao Hong was driving Shen Xinran to school. The scenery outside the car window quickly receded, but inadvertently, his eyes fell on the familiar figure on the sidewalk.
Zhuang Yan, carrying his schoolbag, ran with firm steps in the morning light.
Qiao Hong couldn't help but sigh: "This Zhuang Yan is really strange. He runs every morning and evening. I even saw him by the Dan River last time."
Shen Xinran was shocked. Danhe was on the outskirts of the city east, while they lived west of it. So, was Zhuang Yan actually traveling across the city?
Through the car window, Shen Xinran clearly saw the redness on Zhuang Yan's face, which was a natural reaction after running for a long time. His breathing was particularly clear in the early morning air.
Zhuang Yan did not see Shen Xinran. His eyes were firm and deep, as if he was chasing a target that only he could see.
At that moment, Shen Xinran suddenly realized that her previous evaluation of Zhuang Yan might have been too hasty.
If the male protagonist has such perseverance, he might really succeed.
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The sports meet was coming soon.
As a cheerleader, Shen Xinran does not need to participate in any events. This is a privilege given to her by her teacher.
But cheerleaders need to wear makeup and uniforms. The upper body is a red tight short-sleeved shirt, and the lower body is a white miniskirt that barely covers the buttocks and reveals the girls' long legs.
As soon as Shen Xinran sat down, she saw Zhuang Yan staring at her and smiling at her, "You look really good today."
Chen Xinran glanced at Zhuang Yan and pretended to be angry. "Are you saying I wasn't good-looking before?"
Zhuang Yan's face flushed instantly, and he quickly waved his hands, "No, you were pretty before, too. You've always been pretty."
Shen Xinran's eyes curved with laughter. How could the male lead be so cute? She stopped talking and began to organize the props she would need later.
Zhuang Yan tilted his head slightly, his gaze fixed on the girl. In the corner where no one could see, strange emotions surged in his eyes, as hot as magma, as if he was about to lose control in the next second.
The school leaders' voices, beaming clearly and firmly through the microphones, filled the entire stadium. The sun shone on everyone's faces, and the sports meet began with warm applause.
The 5,000-meter run was on the next morning.
Chen Xinran stood beside Zhuang Yan, holding a water cup, and said with a faint smile, "Come on, I'll wait for you at the finish line."
At this moment, a cheering speech came from the radio: "Every athlete is a hero in our hearts. Regardless of victory or defeat, your courage and perseverance deserve our highest respect..."
Zhuang Yan stared intently into Shen Xinran's eyes and asked, "Will you write a cheering article for me?"
The boy's gaze was so intense that a blush appeared on both sides of Shen Xinran's cheeks. She said slowly, "It depends on my mood!"
Zhuang Yan's lips curled up slightly, a faint smile on his lips. "Then I'll wait for your encouragement."
Here, Xin Zeming was standing with a teacher wearing sportswear, with a square face and dark skin.
The teacher's gaze fell on Xin Zeming, his expression serious. "I've already given you a lot of instructions, so I won't repeat them. I'll be the referee for the 5,000-meter race. I hope you can break your own record and don't let me down."
Xin Zeming's lips curled up, and he responded with a confident smile: "Don't worry, coach. I will definitely not let you down."
With the referee's whistle, the 5,000-meter race began. Athletes surged out of the starting line like a tide, their footsteps beating out a firm rhythm on the track.
The audience's cheers, applause and cheers intertwined to form a moving symphony.
Zhuang Yan knew that long-distance running was a test of endurance, so he started out running steadily in the middle. But for some reason, Xin Zeming ran right beside him.
After two laps, Xin Zeming noticed that Zhuang Yan's face was gradually turning pale, so he challenged him: "Give up, you can't beat me."
Zhuang Yan did not respond to Xin Zeming's provocation, but stubbornly maintained his own pace and ran forward with all his might.
When Zhuang Yan ran his second lap, Shen Xinran picked up a piece of paper and a pen, wrote a letter of encouragement, and sent it to the radio station.
Not long after, the announcer's passionate words could be heard from the playground. "This is a message from Qiao Zixiao from Class 1, Grade 12, to the long-distance runners. Don't be afraid of fatigue, because the finish line is just ahead. Come on, make every step firm and powerful, and let every breath be filled with perseverance and courage. And I'll be waiting for you at the finish line..."
After Xin Zeming heard this, he looked very proud and said, "Did you hear that? That was what Zi Xiao wrote specifically for me."
Zhuang Yan naturally understood the profound meaning of Shen Xinran's encouragement. He just smiled slightly and said nothing.
Xin Zeming snorted coldly and began to speed up. Zhuang Yan felt that time was almost up and chased after him without hesitation.
After one lap, it was amazing that Zhuang Yan and Xin Zeming rushed from the middle position all the way to the front, and the two were almost neck and neck.
Xin Zeming glanced at Zhuang Yan and accelerated again.
Zhuang Yanze gritted his teeth and followed closely.
Xin Zeming was shocked to realize that Zhuang Yan's endurance was far beyond his imagination. He couldn't help but become anxious, and his breathing became disordered.
Finally, the last lap arrived. Zhuang Yan and Xin Zeming turned into a shadow and rushed towards the finish line almost at the same time.
Shen Xinran and his classmates were all waiting at the finish line, and the teacher also arranged for some classmates to pick them up.
Zhuang Yan, however, seemed to have only Shen Xinran in his eyes. He ran straight past the two students who were picking up the children, rushed to Shen Xinran, and asked breathlessly, "Did I win?"
Shen Xinran nodded slightly, "You win!"
"Am I better than Xin Zeming?" After Zhuang Yan finished speaking, he looked at Shen Xinran blankly, waiting for Shen Xinran's answer.
Shen Xinran just found it funny, "Yes, you are better."
Shen Xinran's approval made Zhuang Yan's mouth curl up slightly, and the smile gradually spread, with even a smile in his eyes.
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