Chapter 44: The Water Not Delivered
Track and field events attracted much attention, especially the 4X400m relay race for which all classes in the grade had signed up.
Zhou Jiawei himself is not a good runner, so if he wants to win the championship in this fierce competition, he must pick a few fast runners. Last week, he begged everyone and finally finalized four people.
Jin Siyang, Qin Zhouyan, Tian Sheng, and Song Ze.
Tian Sheng widened the gap in the first leg, Song Ze maintained his position in the second leg, Qin Zhouyan left the others behind in the third leg, and Jin Siyang sprinted in the fourth leg.
The others got the news from somewhere that Jin Siyang and Qin Zhouyan were participating in a relay race together. Before the race started, a lot of people had already gathered around the track.
Cen Nian returned to the classroom. Everyone was standing where Jin Qi had prepared them. Zhou Jiawei was talking to the four relay runners.
Cen Nian turned around and saw that Jin Siyang had changed into a sports sweatshirt. It was not too thick, but it made his thin muscles very obvious. Perhaps because the school uniform was not easy to stretch, they all changed into their own clothes.
Among all the people in school uniforms, he was particularly eye-catching in his casual clothes.
After the conversation, Jin Siyang, holding his coat, walked over to where Cen Nian was. He casually hung his coat on the stool next to him, glanced at her, and said in a normal tone, "Could you please get me a bottle of water?"
Mineral Water was behind Cen Nian, and she was stuck in this position, so Jin Siyang asked her for help.
Cen Nian nodded: "Oh, okay."
The water was in a box, unopened. She took a pair of scissors to open it and took out a bottle of water. Just as she was about to give it to him, the physical education teacher on the other side called them to check in.
Cen Nian held the water bottle tightly and didn't put it down. He would give him water after he finished running.
The atmosphere on the playground was filled with excitement, with sounds of encouragement, screams, shouts, and whistles coming one after another. Cen Nian looked at him checking in not far away, feeling a little anxious.
Zhu Zhiyao pulled Cen Nian, and the two of them occupied the first row, a great spot.
Cen Nian held the water carefully, as if it was a very valuable thing. After Jin Siyang and the others finished the registration and returned to the starting point, Cheng Yiwen ran from the liberal arts class area. She had a ponytail that swayed when she ran. Her cheeks were slightly red because of running, but it still couldn't hide her bright smile.
"Jin Siyang, good luck in the competition!"
Jin Siyang looked in the direction of the voice and nodded slightly: "Yeah."
Cheng Yiwen said in a clear voice, "Our class is also participating in the competition. I can't keep cheering you on, so I came here in advance to say that I hope you win."
Qin Zhouyan joked beside him: "What do you mean? Only Si Yang is running. I'm not a human."
Cheng Yiwen smiled and said, "I didn't say that. Qin Zhouyan, you should also do your best."
Qin Zhouyan put his arm around Jin Siyang's shoulder and said, "I'm just here by the way, I know."
Jin Siyang looked straight ahead, not knowing what he was looking at.
As the competition was about to begin, everyone's heart suddenly became tense. This is the charm of competitive games; it can always easily capture everyone's heart.
Because I want to win, because I don’t want to lose.
"Go Team Three!!"
“Class 5 is the best!!”
"Class 7, Grade 2 will definitely win!!!"
The shouting continued, and Cen Nian felt like her ears were about to explode. She shouted, "Class 7 of Grade 2 will win!!" Come on, Jin Siyang.
As the gun went off, Tian Sheng grabbed the baton and rushed out like a fly. The pressure of being the first runner was huge, and he tried his best. However, the players from other classes were not to be trifled with, especially Class 10, which also had several sports students. After a while, five of them surpassed him.
Tian Sheng held his breath, gritted his teeth and rushed forward, finally returning to third place.
This competition made Cen Nian and Zhu Zhiyao anxious. As Song Ze, the second runner, began to prepare, they shouted to him, "Come on, Song Ze!"
Song Ze recognized their voices, turned around and made a "yeah" gesture. He was so distracted by the gesture that Cen Nian and Zhu Zhiyao were stunned.
Tian Sheng handed the baton to Song Ze, who was waiting in the waiting area nearby and could only return to the classroom area after finishing the run.
Song Zeren is very smart. He usually looks lazy, but unexpectedly he is very energetic when running.
He rushed to the second place. The sports students from Class 10 came again and this time they could be said to be "strong rivals". However, he still maintained the third place in the end. As long as he could stay in the top three, he would get a medal and have a chance to rush for the first place.
Qin Zhouyan was the third runner. Zhu Zhiyao's heart was lifted up. She had just been excitedly shouting "Come on!", but now it seemed as if her throat was blocked and she couldn't say a word. She clutched her sleeves, and her palms were covered with sweat.
"Qin Zhouyan has reached second place!"
“There is hope, there is hope!!”
"But the first place went to the track and field student from Class 10. I'm speechless. Athletes have a natural advantage in competitions!"
"It doesn't matter, our class is pretty awesome too, we're second!"
"come on!!!"
Class 7 seemed to see hope and their shouts became louder.
Qin Zhouyan passed the baton to Jin Siyang: "Brother, it's up to you."
Before Cen Nian could even finish his words of encouragement, Jin Siyang rushed out. At the same time, a loud chant echoed from the playground: "Ahhhh Jin Siyang, come on!"
Her encouragement is insignificant here.
Jin Siyang ran very fast. He was not in a hurry even though he was overtaken by the people from Class 10 in the first half. He maintained his original speed, which made Cen Nian's heart tighten.
As someone who has always been number one, Cen Nian doesn't want him to be second.
Halfway through the run, Jin Siyang sped up.
"Damn! Jin Siyang seems to be faster than before!"
“Ahhh! It’s getting closer!”
The first runner of Class 10 accelerated hard, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Jin Siyang gradually catching up with him.
"Come on, Jin Siyang!"
"It's almost surpassing! Oh my god, that's awesome!"
"Ahhhhh first place!"
Cen Nian's heart was beating fast until she saw his figure. Jin Siyang was running very fast, creating a gust of wind when he passed the viewing area. The moment he ran towards the finish line, the whistle sounded and everyone cheered.
"First place!! Class 7!!!"
Qin Zhouyan rushed over and hugged Jin Siyang. Jin Siyang staggered two steps because of his strength. The four people cheered, the cordon was opened, and they returned to the area where Class 7 was located.
Cen Nian was thinking about the water in her hand. Before she could give it to him, she took two steps forward. Jin Siyang was walking towards her. He was panting slightly and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He had just run very hard.
Cen Nian slowed down. There was no shortage of people offering water. Jin Siyang's eyes fell on her. She hesitated for a while and was about to walk over when Song Ze ran over. "I'm going to Cen Nian. I'm dying of thirst."
He took the water bottle from Cen Nian's hand without hesitation: "Thank you!"
Cen Nian's hands were empty, and he stared blankly at Song Ze drinking water: "No, you're welcome."
She felt a sense of disappointment. Jin Siyang and Qin Zhouyan walked over together. Jin Siyang didn't look at her again, but looked straight ahead and walked straight past her.
Cheng Yiwen brought two bottles of water and walked towards them: "First place, you two are really impressive, have some water."
"Yes, thank you."
Cen Nian heard Jin Siyang's voice, and in her peripheral vision, she saw him taking Cheng Yiwen's water, unscrewing the bottle and taking two sips.
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