sweetheart

Chapter 82

When Yun Duo and Mo Beibei rushed back to the sports venue, the triathlon competition had already started. With years of paparazzi skills, Mo Beibei insisted on pulling Yun Duo to charge into battle.

Straight to the front, a series of angry curses fell behind.

The first group of competitions is a relay race, and Mu Qi is the last one. Wearing a pure white sportswear, he looks outstanding.He seemed a little absent-minded, his eyes were searching around in the crowd, and his brows were furrowed.

Mo Beibei suddenly screamed, "Oh, I'm going to prepare, Yun Duo, you should stay here and watch."

After finishing speaking, he jumped up and down and ran away.

Yun Duo had no choice but to shift his gaze to the runners on the field, and he was already the third one, with a wind-like speed, Mu Qi's group was on par with the first group, chasing after each other.

The latter two groups fell a relatively far distance away, and everyone's eyes followed closely behind.

Seeing that Mu Qi is about to take over the baton, but Mu Qi still feels in the state of his heart, Yun Duo is a little anxious, and reflexively opened his throat and shouted, "Mu Qi, come on!"

The voice was not loud, and was soon drowned in the loud shouts. Seeing this, Yun Duo looked around and found a table beside him, and some girls were still holding trumpets in their hands.

Yun Duo swears that what she will do next is something she has never thought about in her life. When her head gets hot, she will be desperate, just like saving Mu Qi back then.

She snatched the horn from one of the girls, bent her knees and climbed onto the table, standing tall, and the crisp voice spread through the horn to the entire stadium.

"Mu Qi, come out first for me!"

From a distance, Mu Qi looked over, met Yun Duo's gaze, smiled softly, clenched one hand into a fist, hammered it on his heart, and then said to Yun Duo, "Don't worry."

As soon as Mu Qi received the stick, he was like a leopard that was exiled suddenly. His graceful posture and vigorous steps all showed his charm and speed.

Only the wind picked up his clothes and brushed his hair sharply.

"10,9,8,7...."

As the finish line was approaching, the crowd counted down excitedly. Seeing that there was no suspense for Mu Qi's championship, a girl suddenly jumped out from the side of the track and threw Mu Qi down.

(End of this chapter)