Chapter 39 Brother, what do you think of me?
The students below had been watching Class 9's team intently since Zhou Yanchuan led them, and now their attention was even more focused.
The slogans were about to be read, and Wen Jiu subconsciously glanced at the person walking beside her.
Perhaps sensing her gaze, Zhou Yanchuan shifted his eyes towards her. His glance was casual, with his usual laziness; there wasn't a trace of embarrassment, let alone awkwardness.
"How can this person do anything with such composure?"
Amid the expectant gazes of everyone on the playground, the group that had reached the center suddenly shouted.
"Class Nine—"
"Hey!"
"Class Nine—"
"ha!"
"Class Nine—"
"Hey ha!"
Loud and resounding shouts echoed across the playground, and it's no exaggeration to say that the entire field fell silent for two seconds.
Then everyone burst into laughter.
"I give up!"
"Who came up with this idea?"
Old Guan: "..."
After the opening ceremony, registration for each project began.
As they walked toward the long jump competition area, Chen Yu nudged the person next to him: "Why did you suddenly start leading the reading?"
Zhou Yanchuan hadn't slept well last night. He raised his hand and pressed his slightly sore eyelids. "Increase the quantity."
"Your quantitative analysis is so negative, even if you added up all the data from the whole class, it wouldn't be positive. Do you really care about these few measly things?"
He slightly curved the corners of his lips and casually tossed out a sentence: "Yes."
Chen Yu glanced at him sideways, feeling that something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
Su Shun could guess that his brother's reasoning was because of the class monitor.
Even though he knew about their relationship, he would sometimes forget, and even subconsciously felt that they didn't know each other, because he couldn't imagine how the two of them would get along.
As the group approached the competition area, they bumped into Wen Jiu, who seemed to be waiting for someone and was standing quietly in place.
Chen Yu, Wu Feng, and Su Shun greeted her as soon as they saw her.
Wen Jiu looked up, saw it was them, and smiled politely.
Lin Meng appeared at this moment. Wen Jiu said to them, "I'll go first," and ran towards the girl.
Even after the person had walked quite a distance, Su Shun's gaze remained fixed on that slender figure, wishing she could stay glued to it.
Seeing this, Chen Yu couldn't help but tease, "Why don't you go and take a look?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the usually carefree man suddenly became embarrassed.
Chen Yu's eyes widened: "You wouldn't actually have designs on our class monitor, would you?"
He sensed something was wrong as soon as he was about to help lead the reading.
There wasn't anything wrong with her, but after dropping someone off at home last time, I couldn't help but look at her.
Su Shun blushed slightly: "I just feel that she looks quite well-behaved, gentle, and speaks softly."
"So," Chen Yu raised his hand and punched him, "can you stop being such a jerk?"
"..."
"I'm alright, I guess. I'm good-looking and I'm good at academics."
"Listen to yourself and see if you have any shame?"
Su Shun ignored them and looked at the person who hadn't spoken until now: "Brother, what do you think of me?"
Zhou Yanchuan ignored him.
Su Shun was displeased: "Brother, why aren't you looking at me?"
"I can't bear to look."
"..."
Chen Yu and Wu Feng were laughing so hard they couldn't stand up straight.
*
The school sports meet does not allow any events to be left vacant, and many students in the class volunteered to sign up for events, but no one signed up for the girls' 1500-meter race.
When Wen Jiu submitted her registration form, she wrote her name on it. No one in the class knew about this until the competition's participant list was announced that afternoon.
When Chen Yu heard the announcement on the radio, "Please invite Wen Jiu from Class 9 of Grade 11 to draw lots for the women's 1500-meter track," he thought he had misheard until the announcement was repeated on the radio.
"Please invite Wen Jiu from Class 9 of Grade 11 to draw lots for the women's 1500-meter track."
"Wow!"
When the students in Class 9 heard the announcement, they reacted the same way as Chen Yu: first they thought they had misheard, and then they were shocked.
"Our class monitor is going to run 1500 meters?"
They simply couldn't reconcile the girl's delicate appearance with the number 1500; even after walking into the viewing area, they still couldn't quite believe it.
After hearing her name announced over the loudspeaker, Wen Jiu looked up at the check-in area.
Lin Meng looked worried: "Classmate, how about we forfeit?"
Even when there are no health problems, running 1500 meters is exhausting, let alone during menstruation.
Wen Jiu didn't expect her period to come early. She was quite confident when she signed up, but now she doesn't know if she can finish the race.
She took painkillers an hour ago, and she feels less uncomfortable now, but she still has some mild discomfort.
Meeting the girl's worried gaze, she gently comforted her, "It's okay, if you really can't take it, I'll stop."
"If you feel unwell, you must not try to tough it out."
“Okay,” Wen Jiu nodded obediently, raised her hand to indicate that she was not far away, “Then I’ll go over there.”
"good."
After dropping the person off, Lin Meng went to the viewing area.
As she approached, Ning Yixue asked, "Xiao Jiu, are you really going to run the 1500?"
"Um."
"Wow, that's amazing."
Ning Yixue sighed, then noticed the person in front of her seemed unhappy. "What's wrong? Why are you so gloomy?"
Lin Meng looked at the person getting a number not far away, her eyes filled with anxiety: "She's on her period."
"ah."
Wen Jiu drew track number one. She had just walked over when a loud shout rang in her ears—
"Life is easy, just watch how our class monitor carries the whole team."
She paused for a moment, then looked up.
Chen Yu had somehow acquired a megaphone and was now standing in the audience area, holding it up and repeatedly playing the same line. Instantly, everyone around her turned to look.
Wen Jiu had just raised her head, but she silently lowered it again, hoping that no one would recognize her that way.
Zhou Yanchuan looked at the awkward girl on the track, curled his lips slightly, and slapped the person next to him.
"Change to a normal one."
*
Wen Jiu ran relatively easily for the first half of the race, but after 800 meters, she started experiencing abdominal pain, which slowed her pace.
The students in Class 9 were almost going crazy with excitement. They had initially thought the girl would just run casually, and didn't even think she could finish the whole course. But to their surprise, she had been in the lead the whole time.
"Go, squad leader!"
"Charge!"
Screams erupted all around, but Zhou Yanchuan frowned as he looked at the people on the track. He knew the girl's physical abilities all too well; the 1500 meters was relatively easy for her, but her pace had clearly slowed down, and her expression was off.
"What's the date today?" he asked.
Su Shun thought for a moment: "26, why?"
Zhou Yanchuan didn't speak, but his face darkened.
At first, the group of Class 9 standing outside the track didn't notice anything wrong with Wen Jiu, until two girls passed her one after another.
The cheers gradually subsided, while the chatter increased.
"What happened to the class monitor?"
"Why does she seem to be in so much pain?"
Are you tired?
...
Listening to the sounds around her, Lin Meng's heart pounded as she looked at the people on the track.
We agreed to stop when we got tired, so why are you still running?
She was really worried and was about to run after the person when she suddenly saw a figure running towards the girl.
Lin Meng suddenly stopped walking.
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