The girl competing against He Jing didn't even want to compete anymore; she just went through the motions, her mind filled with only one thought—
Why send someone like this to attack me?
Can't I just not compete anymore?
until--
After the shot put competition ended, He Jing came off the field, panting. She took the water from Yan Hanxi's hand and said, "Yan Hanxi, as a member of the class, you should do your part."
Yan Hanxi smiled and asked, "So?"
He Jing: "You've come to participate in the women's group competition, and from now on you will be 'He Jing'."
Yan Hanxi: "?"
He Jing said expressionlessly, "You don't mean you don't want to take any responsibility at all, do you?"
Yan Hanxi: "..."
He Jing: "Don't think you're so great just because you're the school heartthrob."
Yan Hanxi: "..."
He Jing: "It's settled then."
Yan Hanxi: "..."
After they finished speaking, silence fell between them.
Even the air seemed to freeze.
He Jing stared at Yan Hanxi's handsome face, which showed a subtle expression, for a while, then suddenly said in an annoyed tone, "Forget it, I'll do it myself."
Yan Hanxi's furrowed brows relaxed, revealing a helpless expression: "I didn't say I wouldn't agree."
He Jing: "Hmm?"
Yan Hanxi smiled gently, "You know perfectly well that I would do anything for you."
Ten minutes later, in the women's long jump competition, He Jing was missing, but "He Jing" appeared instead.
"He Jing" was wearing a chestnut-colored wig and a school uniform skirt, revealing her shapely and powerful legs.
His charming and alluring temperament was like that of a Thai lady standing on the street soliciting business, alluring yet strangely seductive. His aloof demeanor was like a morning glory growing on a snow-capped mountain peak. His swaying eyes, coupled with the unintentional curve of his lips, released a hundred thousand volts of electricity with a casual glance.
All the teachers and students were petrified on the spot, their mouths agape in an "O" shape, their jaws almost dropping to the ground.
this……
Haha ...
I don't know who was the first to burst into laughter, but the whole playground erupted in laughter.
He Jing calmly walked to her track and straightened her wig.
The PE teacher's lips twitched: "He...He Jing, are you really going to participate in the competition?"
He Jing smiled elegantly yet reservedly: "Yes, teacher."
Girls around: ...Damn, my youth is over.
...
At the same moment, under a large tree on the playground.
He Jing leaned against the tree trunk, biting her lip as she took off her socks.
Her delicate eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and her hand movements were very gentle, but the excruciating pain still spread from the junction of her socks and feet, making her want to cry out for her parents.
He Jing managed to hold back, biting her lip as she examined her feet. She saw several blisters on her fair and delicate feet, and her five toes were all red, making her look extremely pitiful.
Two blisters even appeared between her toes. It was the first time she had realized that cheap sneakers could cause blisters.
Even when she used to climb mountains in high heels, her feet never became like this.
He Jing rested for a while, then looked up at the sandpit on the playground. The tall, slender boy stood out even more among the group of girls. His short skirt seemed out of place with his physique, making him look rather comical. More importantly—
The boy, who had never worn a skirt before, hadn't even considered the possibility of wardrobe malfunctions and was being extremely unrestrained. She thought the girls on the field must be so excited they were about to faint.
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