Chapter 43 She Hopes He Wins
The sports committee member, Zhou Jiawei, was the busiest person this week. He asked everyone one by one, "No one has signed up for this event yet. Would you like to sign up?"
Zhou Jiawei took turns walking around and finally returned to the first group: "Cen Nian, Zhu Zhiyao, do you two want to try high jump?"
Zhu Zhiyao was speechless: "Do you think I am okay like this?"
Cen Nian was somewhat helpless: "I can't jump."
She had no talent for sports and she ran the 800-meter race in one breath.
Qin Zhouyan and Jin Siyang didn't say anything, but they had been automatically registered for the relay race.
When Jin Siyang and his friends were coming downstairs after the break, they happened to run into Teng Fang. He rushed over and put his arm around Jin Siyang's shoulders: "What did you sign up for? Let's compete on the field!"
"Relay race."
Teng Fang continued, "What a coincidence! I'll also take the baton, along with Chu Chen. If we ever run into each other on the four tracks, I won't show any mercy."
Jin Siyang smiled briefly, "Teng Fang, isn't it too early for you to say such harsh words?"
Qin Zhouyan laughed: "How dare you two underestimate Si Yang? Don't forget that he has great athletic talent."
The four of them were like bad friends. Jin Siyang felt a little uncomfortable when he first heard Qin Zhouyan's "nice words". He glanced at him leisurely and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Qin Zhouyan wasn't afraid of him, and said to himself, "You haven't seen Si Yang's muscular thighs, but they're damn strong."
Teng Fang and Chu Chen tried to hold back their laughter, while Jin Siyang gritted his teeth, looking as if he wanted to find a place to punch Qin Zhouyan twice to vent his anger.
Jin Siyang leaned sideways, stretched out his hand and was about to punch Qin Zhouyan, but he accidentally saw Cen Nian walking behind him, with red spots on his ears and neck.
"I really admire you." Jin Siyang cursed at last.
At the opening ceremony of the sports meet, each class arranged a square formation. Class 7 did not embarrass itself, mainly because of its strength.
When the flag of Class 7 of Grade 12 came out, the other classes all felt admiration for the key experimental class.
After marching in formation, each class arrived at the designated location and stood there, waiting for the principal to speak.
The sports meet of the Affiliated High School was quite grand. After a passionate speech, the host announced the next process. With a loud bang, a long colored smoke bomb quickly ignited in front of the stadium. The colorful smoke soared into the sky, which was very spectacular.
Since Cen Nian did not participate in the event, she went around cheering for the students in the class. Zhu Zhiyao signed up for a 50-meter race, and Cen Nian accompanied her to check in.
Qin Zhouyan happened to be in the registration area: "Did you sign up for the 50 meters?"
Zhu Zhiyao nodded: "Yes."
"That's perfect. I don't have any games this morning, so I'll cheer you on."
Zhu Zhiyao felt inexplicably nervous: "Forget it, I have no image when I run."
Qin Zhouyan was amused by her: "Why are you so funny? You're still thinking about your image while running. Don't worry, I won't laugh at you."
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After Zhu Zhiyao was ready, she stood at the starting line. Qin Zhouyan and Cen Nian stood beside her, and they shouted, "Come on, Zhu Zhiyao! Class 7 will win!"
This picture is actually a little funny, but more of it is heartwarming.
Gunshots rang out, and Zhu Zhiyao rushed out. Qin Zhouyan and Cen Nian's shouts grew louder: "Come on, Zhu Zhiyao!"
Fifty meters is not a long distance, and it requires a short sprint. Zhu Zhiyao tried her best and finally won the first place in the group!
"Great! First place in the group!"
Zhu Zhiyao's ponytail was a little messy, and she was breathing lightly, not yet recovering. Cen Nian handed her a bottle of water. She drank two sips and felt much better.
Qin Zhouyan smiled and said, "You're really good! I didn't expect you to be so good at running. And you look so heroic when you run."
He didn't notice the blush on Zhu Zhiyao's face. After saying a few words, he said goodbye to them and ran to another competition venue.
Until he left, Zhu Zhiyao's eyes were still following his back.
"Oh, I've become a transparent person anyway. It's okay, it's okay. I don't care." Cen Nian couldn't help but tease her. Zhu Zhiyao came back to her senses and pinched her waist.
Her waist was her most sensitive spot, and no one could touch it. Even the slightest touch would make her itch unbearably. Cen Nian smiled and surrendered: "I was wrong, I was wrong!"
The school broadcast was reading out a cheering message, a clear and melodious voice blaring out, "Senior Jin Siyang from Class 7, Grade 2. We're looking forward to your competition and believe you can win first place. Come on! Zheng Sixian from Class 3, Grade 1, has submitted a message."
A burst of gossipy exclamations came from somewhere, and Zhu Zhiyao sighed twice. "Every time it comes to this, Jin Siyang's name appears on the radio every now and then. It's terrible."
Cen Nian pursed his lips and looked in the direction of the cheering article submissions in deep thought.
Cen Nian and Zhu Zhiyao cheered for the rest of the class. Before the morning was over, Class 7 had already won two first places in the group and one second place, which was a remarkable achievement.
Cen Nian sat in the rest area with a piece of white paper spread out on the table. She picked up a pen and thought carefully, and finally slowly wrote down -.
Before the afternoon competition started, the playground was crowded with people. Cen Nian took advantage of the time when everyone was busy and ran to the submission area with the cheering letter he had written earlier.
There was a girl sitting there, and Cen Nian said politely, "Hello, I'm here to submit my manuscript."
"Okay, just give it to me."
"Can I read this in twenty minutes?"
The girl smiled and said, "Sure, don't worry."
After submitting the manuscript, Cen Nian ran back to the rest area of Class 7. Zhu Zhiyao ordered two cups of hot milk tea and gave her one. "Have you submitted it?"
"Uh-huh!"
Not long after, Jin Siyang, Qin Zhouyan and others came out of the teaching building. They walked slowly and looked unhurried.
The teaching building was empty, and everyone in the school gathered on the school playground. The afternoon relay race was arguably the most exciting event in the Affiliated High School. Quite a few people gathered on the playground. Jin Qi went there in advance to reserve a seat so that he could cheer on his classmates.
The constant stream of cheering comments on the radio made people even more excited. Jin Siyang walked to the playground, and at this moment the radio happened to sound -
"The following is from an anonymous manuscript. A young person's steps are the seal of youth, and every step forward is a sail of glory. I wish Jin Siyang, Class 7, Grade 12, good luck in the competition and great results!"
As expected, Qin Zhou, Yan Tengfang, and Chu Chen started to make a fuss: "Wuhu, who is this? It's an anonymous article!"
"That's right, do you dare to reveal the name?"
"Si Yang, you've received so many exclusive cheering articles today. Your charm remains undiminished!"
Jin Siyang's expression was indifferent, neither proud nor angry at being teased. He seemed to be thinking about the manuscript just now. Somehow, his eyes suddenly fell on Cen Nian across the playground, scaring her.
Cen Nian quickly sat down and made a cheering gesture to him. She had just heard the noises of Qin Zhouyan and the others, which meant that Jin Siyang had heard her cheering speech.
I'm glad you heard it. You must keep up the good work!
She wanted him to win.
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