Age of Legends

Chapter 201 Silence
"You're not competing, so don't stand in the stands, move away!" The reviewer at the next table urged impatiently.

Zhuang Yanyue smiled apologetically at them, and one after another, the approved encouragement drafts were passed to Zhuang Yanyue from the reviewers.

Without reviewers, all sorts of motivational articles would end up sounding like a jumble of different accents, some cheesy and others like stand-up comedy, ultimately turning into a farce.

Zhuang Yanyue took the manuscripts, shifting her attention from Zhang Chen and Wang Shuowei to focus on the present. After organizing the manuscripts, she picked up the microphone and began to read: "On the track, your eyes are like torches, firm and burning... Every step you take is a testament to your sweat and strength; every sprint is a march towards victory... Go for it, athletes! Let your youth shine brightest on the field!"

Wang Shuowei, standing to the side, almost laughed at Zhuang Yanyue's serious demeanor. Although Zhuang Yanyue wasn't looking at him, she was clearly bothered and blushed instantly.

Zhang Chen pulled Wang Shuowei downstairs, saying, "Alright, don't bother her."

Zhuang Yanyue glanced at Zhang Chen, her eyes filled with gratitude.

As soon as Zhuang Yanyue spoke, countless people on the playground looked toward the podium. Various cricket sounds filled the air. Needless to say, some were fantasizing, some were making lewd jokes, and some were as if they had been injected with chicken blood and were encouraged.

The homeroom teacher of Class 7, who had sent Zhuang Yanyue on stage, immediately became smug. It was an honor to have her students shine. Don't just focus on grades; sometimes appearance can be a big plus. Her class had both good looks and talent, so as the homeroom teacher, she naturally had to be proud.

Then, a steady stream of cheering messages came from Zhuang Yanyue. Although Zhuang Yanyue's voice was a breath of fresh air at the sports meet, the constant output of positive energy was still a bit tiring to listen to.

The cheering slogans were all like, "The starting gun fires, the sprint begins! Go, Class 1, Grade 12 athletes!" "Friendship first, competition second is our belief; competing with style and skill is our pursuit! Class 2, Grade 12, forge ahead!" "..."

No matter how pleasant the announcer's voice is, or how passionate the encouraging words are, if the tension keeps being stretched repeatedly, there's not much difference in reading the news. Eventually, it becomes just background noise during a competition that suddenly erupts into a frenzy.

Zhuang Yanyue was also parched, but she remained dedicated to her work. However, the temperature had also risen, and she was very hot. At this moment, a boy brought her water, and she thanked him. The boy was about to strike up a conversation when Zhuang Yanyue sat up straight again, picked up a new speech, and suddenly regained her energy.

The boy saw that there were many drafts, and many of these drafts were for projects that were being carried out simultaneously. So, not every encouraging speech could be read aloud. Usually, when Zhuang Yanyue was reading a project or even a class, the other classes would miss it, unless a second one was quickly taken out and read aloud in a short period of time.

There was a stack of manuscripts. Zhuang Yanyue glanced at them from the title and quickly pulled one out. The boy who handed her the water saw that it was a cheering manuscript for Class 5 of Senior Three and knew that he had no chance. Rumor had it that Zhuang Yanyue had always liked Zhang Chen. Judging from this, it was obvious.

Then Zhuang Yanyue read the script: "The 4x100 meter race is a testament to four hearts closely linked, sweat and heavy breathing filling the air of the stadium..."

No one knows who wrote the draft, but it was so cheesy that people from other classes were disgusted. "Holy crap... how could Zhuang Yanyue even read it!"

Even more extreme, some people make exaggerated facial expressions and wink.

And that's not all, there's more: "The whistling calls are in our ears, the baton is tightly held in our hands, each handover is a transmission of trust! A small wooden baton, each one powerful, conveys friendship, conveys tacit understanding, connects unity and love..."

The audience was already laughing so hard they were doubled over. Even passersby were looking towards the relay race field, wanting to see how talented Class 5 of Senior 3 was. Their cheering speech was simply the consciousness of socialist successors!
Amidst the laughter of the onlookers, the four runners on the relay track thought to themselves, "Zhuang Yanyue, stop reading! If you keep going, the four of us will be in trouble. It's practically a public spectacle!" Wang Shuowei ran the first leg, and Zhang Chen ran the last. Just as the ball reached Zhang Chen, Zhuang Yanyue finished her cheering speech. The surrounding laughter was deafening, and Zhang Chen had no choice. Zhuang Yanyue probably hadn't even read it carefully; she grabbed the microphone in a flash and started reading. As she read further, she noticed the constant laughter from the field. Slightly anxious, she looked over and took the microphone from Zhang Chen, the last runner, shouting, "Go Class 5 of Senior Three! Go Zhang Chen! Go!"

Wow! Amidst all that noise, Zhang Chen was the first to cross the finish line. Wang Shuowei had also signed up for the 4x100 relay, but it wasn't just Wang Shuowei overestimating himself; the two had great teamwork and ran incredibly fast. Their past training in sprinting to internet cafes to reserve seats for the 100-meter dash hadn't gone unrefined. So, Wang Shuowei signed up based on ability, not luck. Plus, the other two were also track and field experts, resulting in a time of 44.29 seconds. They won first place in the Yude High School boys' 4x100 relay.

When the results came out, those who knew that Class 5 of Senior Three had won the championship were a bit dumbfounded. Could such a cheering speech really boost morale?
However, it did make everyone in Class 5 feel proud. The group cheered and jumped for joy.

Meanwhile, the school leaders on the podium, who had been chatting, were now looking at Zhuang Yanyue with smiles.

The reviewer tapped on the table, mainly because he was under the weight of the many leaders' gazes and couldn't look them in the eye. He said to Zhuang Yanyue, "Hey, Yanyue, I understand your desire to cheer on your good friend, but you don't need to jump around like that. I'm afraid you'll drop my microphone..."

Zhuang Yanyue then sat down, regained her composure, stuck out her tongue at the reviewer, and said, "Sorry, I know!" Then she took on other manuscripts and prepared to read them aloud.

The reviewers couldn't do anything about it.

Among the school leaders there, Vice Principal Wang Hua said to Chen Qiushi, "This Zhuang Yanyue is quite famous!"

Chen Qiushi nodded. He knew perfectly well that Vice Principal Wang Hua knew Zhuang Yanyue. He had even drunk with her father before. Why was he pretending not to know her?
Chen Qiushi smiled and said, "That's what youth is all about."

Wang Hua chuckled dryly, implying that she might like that boy. Chen Qiushi dismissed the question with a single sentence, neither probing nor pursuing it further.

Zhang Chen, Wang Shuowei, and other athletes entered the rest area of ​​Class 5, where tables, benches, and bottled water had been set up. A group of girls swarmed over, accompanied by Zhuang Yanyue's unrestrained cheering for Zhang Chen, accompanied by sour or teasing voices: "Yay, Zhang Chen, you're so lucky!"

"Zhang Chen, Zhuang Yanyue has already gone directly into the arena, don't you understand her feelings? How are you going to repay her!"

"Your cheering speech is so gay! Is this how you guys are?!"

The group of girls, eager for a good show, watched with great interest and their faces lit up with excitement.

Meanwhile, Shen Nuoyi, who had changed into a sweatshirt, shorts, and pink and white running shoes, glanced at the commotion and remained silent.

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