I turned reality into a romantic comedy.

"I'll do it."

Okay.

As he spoke, Chen Junqian squatted down beside her. The sun was shining brightly today, so her brother wasn't wearing a jacket. He was wearing a simple black tracksuit underneath, and his sleeves, which he usually kept neatly rolled up, were now rolled up to his forearms. He was half-squatting by the track, holding the straps in one hand and gently supporting her calf with the other, confirming the correct position for the straps.

Looking down and seeing this scene, the girl realized with exceptional clarity just how significant the gap between them truly was.

It turns out that when both people are lying in bed, the height difference isn't actually that noticeable, because their bodies aren't always fully stretched out. It's similar when they're sitting. Every morning when I ride Chen Junqian's bicycle to school, what I notice more than how tall he is is his broad back and arms. In vernacular novels, military generals are often described with terms like "wasp waist and ape arms," ​​which probably describes my brother like that.

When Chen Junqian squatted down, his shoulders were almost level with her waist. His hands were large, and it seemed to support her calves with ease. Her ankles, next to his palms, appeared rather slender.

Not to mention the height difference when the two stand side by side.

It wasn't until their ankles were tied together with the same strap and they started practicing that she realized that even though Chen Junqian had deliberately restrained his movements, his leg length and stride were still much greater than hers.

If he were to walk normally, she would probably have to jog to keep up.

If they were actually running, she couldn't even imagine how the two of them would maintain the same pace.

Chen Xi subconsciously pulled her feet back, suddenly feeling inexplicably annoyed that she had never thought about exercising in the past.

"What's wrong?"

"nothing."

She said this, but her gaze fell on the blue strap, and her voice unconsciously lowered:

"I just feel... it's not fair that my brother and I are tied together like this."

"Where is the unfairness?"

“Your legs are so much longer than mine. I can run two steps while you can only take one. And... I'm not as fast as my brother, so if we want to get first place, I think my brother needs to work harder.”

Just moments ago, Chen Xi was thinking about having her brother carry her away, but now she felt too embarrassed to say it aloud. While tightly holding her brother's arm, she felt a strange sensation that seemed to connect the two of them, with each of their movements hindering and influencing the other. She began to understand why this kind of thing always appeared in romantic comedies.

At the starting line, all four groups of participants were already in place.

The 50-meter track was exceptionally clear under the autumn sun, with white lime lines extending all the way to the turning point. The area outside the fence was packed with spectators, and cheers from each class rose and fell. Even the teachers on the podium temporarily put down their score sheets and watched with great interest this unexpected three-legged race that had become the focus of the entire school.

The referees by the track were doing a final check on the straps, the starter had raised the signal flag, the cheers from the stands were getting louder and louder, and the tension in the air was like a fully stretched string.

Chen Xi hesitated for a moment, then finally whispered:

"And I'm actually not very good at running."

"You're making it sound like I'm meeting you for the first time. Xiao Xi, just take it slow. There's no need for excessive psychological pressure."

Children with unhappy childhoods are all unhappy in their own way, but happy children are always alike. Under the influence of Chen Junqian's butterfly effect, Chen Xi's family environment has undergone earth-shattering changes compared to her previous life, so she is able to live much more freely than before.

The Lin family's theory of playing to one's strengths and avoiding one's weaknesses can be said to have also been applied to his younger sister. Anyway, since she didn't actually suffer from basic physical functions or health risks due to excessive lack of exercise, Chen Junqian wouldn't push her too hard. Moreover, compared to her pair of muscles that were so taut that they could even be described as firm, which made Chen Junqian's mind full of Type-Moon Heavy Industries' thighs, it was true that a literary girl should be like his younger sister—soft-bodied, fair-skinned, and quiet.

Teacher Zhu Wenyun, you've gone out of character!

Despite receiving numerous strange glances from Chen Junqian in the audience, Zhu Wenyun herself didn't seem to notice anything amiss. However, the other audience members around her were already quite excited and cheering. After all, aside from her core group from Class One, the uninformed students on campus still adored Zhu Wenyun, who had publicly confessed her feelings. Even if you told me it was just lines from a stage play, she did say that the male protagonist in the book was based on Chen Junqian, right? If that doesn't count as love—

The starter's announcement interrupted the chanting of the lyrics:

"All groups, prepare!"

The noise from the sidelines immediately subsided as the four groups of participants adjusted their postures in front of the starting line.

Chen Junqian's left foot and Chen Xi's right foot were tied together. In order to take care of his sister, he did not adopt an aggressive starting posture, but simply lowered his body slightly to give the two of them a stable center of gravity.

Chen Xi took a deep breath. She had originally wanted to say, "I'm ready," but the words turned into another question:

"elder brother?"

"Ah."

Do you think I'm holding you back?

This time, he didn't answer immediately. The starter was already preparing to blow the whistle, and in the last second before the start, Chen Junqian slightly turned his head and said in a voice only she could hear:

"Partners aren't for comparing who runs faster; they're for getting to the finish line together."

The next second, the starter's whistle suddenly rang in my ears.

"start!"

Four groups of people rushed out of the starting line at the same time.

Although they had just gone through a period of practice and adjustment, Chen Junqian still had to patiently call out the commands as if he were teaching a beginner when partnering with his younger sister, who was also new to the game.

"about."

"Right, left, okay, that's it."

Fortunately, the members of the other groups were all temporary partners, and their level of understanding was probably no higher than that of a family they met on Baidu Tieba. Compared to them, Chen Junqian and his sister were already quite skilled at cooperating, at least in terms of physical contact and control of the situation, they didn't feel too awkward.

Meanwhile, on the sidelines, after mentally cursing the god of romantic comedy for not protecting her, Gu Linguo rallied her spirits and started cheering loudly for Chen Junqian and Chen Xi, saying, "You're best friends now, what else is there to say? You can have this male lead for a round, okay?"

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As time passed, their steps became visibly more synchronized than before. Realizing that his younger sister truly wanted to finish the race on her own, Chen Junqian manually deactivated the mechanism that would cause her to fall flat on her face. Moreover, even without the strange posture caused by falling flat on her face, the way his sister was clinging tightly to his arm was enough for him to fully appreciate her development. It was quite normal for Mu Mu to be concerned, given that her presence in this area was indeed excessively obvious for someone her age and height.

Chen Junqian still didn't take big strides, and Chen Xi stopped rushing to catch up. They gradually increased their pace in the same rhythm, from brisk walking to jogging, and then from jogging to steady forward movement.

The girl's wisps of hair were blown by the wind, and she even started chanting rhythms on her own:

"Left!"

"right!"

Even the other contestants couldn't help but glance in their direction. After all, judging by their appearance alone, they did give the impression that a campus idol drama was being filmed, especially after considering the complicated yet intimate relationship between the two and all sorts of rumors.

Under the watchful eyes of many, the two finally crossed the finish line side by side.

Upon immediately spotting his childhood sweetheart's face in the crowd as she offered him water, Chen Junqian's mind instantly conjured up Zhu Wenyun's description of that time:

Even long afterward, she will still feel that this was the best sports meet she has ever experienced.

Unfortunately, I couldn't bring my phone with me then, so I couldn't take a picture.

However, it's possible that because cell phones weren't allowed at the time, it has been romanticized in my memory, just like a moment can only be truly measured for its value when it becomes a memory.

The autumn sports meet will end with autumn, and then winter will come again. Time always urges children to grow up, whether they like it or not.

But the next second, Chen Junqian's vision was completely captured by something else: his younger sister, who had jumped on him and given him a big hug. Her laughter, filled with joy, reached his ears clearly.

"I won—"

Although his sister's behavior resembled that of a mysterious meme—exploding champagne, biting medals, and holding up flowers, only to find out she actually ranked seventh, eighth, ninth, or tenth and didn't even make it to the podium—Chen Junqian couldn't really say that the fun events lacked substance. After all, for Chen Xi, it was a pretty good amount of exercise. It was only because the school had morning exercises every day that he really doubted his sister could stay still for 24 hours a day.

"Actually, I did try to get Xiaoxi to exercise with me, but she's really... well, quiet?"

Chen Junqian heard his childhood sweetheart's high-EQ greeting from beside him. He turned around and moved slightly to make room for Lin Mu. The wind blowing in his face gently tossed the girl's long hair to one side. She had no choice but to reach out and tuck a few unruly strands of hair back behind her ear before flashing Chen Junqian a bright smile.

"Well, if she doesn't like it, that's fine. After all, not everyone is like Mu Mu."

Even though Chen Junqian always thought that Zhu Wenyun was the female lead who would give him the greatest sense of accomplishment in raising her, his childhood sweetheart in front of him was actually no less impressive. After all, he still remembered what she looked like in elementary school. Her academic performance was mediocre, barely above average, and her physical education was similar to his current sister's, below average.

But now, whether in academics or sports, the other person has grown to be one of the best among their peers. This progress, achieved through perseverance and the accumulation of time, seems to happen in the blink of an eye, but upon closer reflection, it has been a very long journey.

Can I take Qianqian's words as a compliment?

"Of course I'm praising Mumu. Actually, I feel that if Mumu had submitted her applications for projects this year, she should have been able to earn a lot of points for her team, just like Youyou."

"But I exercise to improve my physical fitness, not to participate in sports meets."

Looking at her best friend waiting to check in at the high jump check-in area not far away, Lin Mu recalled the scene from last night. Unlike the fleeting glimpse at this time last year, she had once again fully realized the importance of a good physique. Indeed, only a well-trained body can…

"Brother, please move aside."

Chen Xi, who had just walked over, interrupted Lin Mu's daydream. Chen Junqian moved away a little more, but the other person meant for him to sit back a bit. Then, he plopped down between Chen Xi's legs. This was probably his sister's favorite position lately. After sitting down, he leaned back as if he were a backrest, with his knees becoming armrests. The natural movement made his childhood sweetheart next to him turn his head.

When will the next fun activity start?

"Did Xiaoxi get addicted after just one game?"

"No, after all, the probability of drawing the same person to participate in a row is too low. I'm just curious when the race with borrowed objects that Lin Guo has been talking about will start."

Hearing Chen Xi mention the race with borrowed objects, Lin Mu recalled the scene last year when she participated in this project. She and Xu Youwei dragged Chen Junqian to the test, and then Chen Junqian gave them a topic for a handwritten newspaper and asked the three of them to make it together. However, compared with the same period last year, her mindset has changed. For example, now she has already stood up, naturally walked around behind her childhood friend, affectionately put her arm on his shoulder, and played with the ends of his hair with her fingertips to join in the conversation.

Feeling like some kind of otherworldly demon lord, with one person in front of him, one behind him, and another practically lying at his feet, Chen Junqian could clearly feel the various gazes directed at him. But by now, he had gotten used to this kind of attention and discussion, so he simply continued chatting with the two of them as if no one else was around.

"That will have to wait until the afternoon. The fun activity that started recently should be two-person dribbling."

Actually, the two sports festival events he had always wanted to include were horseback riding battles and pole-climbing competitions. The latter was a Japanese specialty, but as for the former, Chen Junqian could only recall playing a piggyback race with his classmates in the hallways and stairwells when he was in elementary school. However, both of these fun events did have certain risks and the possibility of injury, so it was impossible to get the school's approval. Moreover, they were basically the kind of events that boys would like to play. In the end, Chen Junqian simply organized a game himself with the other boys in his grade during PE class, and everyone had a lot of fun.

As they were talking, the selection of participants had already begun on the other large screen.

As the final result was set, the girl who had been internally criticizing the situation suddenly converted to the cult of the god of romantic comedy at lightning speed.

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Chapter 34: Don't steal my ball and charge at me!

Undoubtedly, the reason Gu Linguo could shout her loyalty and join the Axis... oh no, it should be the Romantic Comedy Cult again was because Chen Junqian's student ID and name appeared on the big screen once more. So, it can be said that Chinese people are indeed pragmatic when it comes to believing in gods. Even if you told Gu Linguo at this moment that the leader and god of the Romantic Comedy Cult was really that blue idiot, she would probably still bow down and worship.

The three-legged race has ended, and the fun event currently being drawn is the two-person ball carrying race. The two participants stand back to back with a large yoga ball with a diameter of nearly half a meter between them. Throughout the race, their hands and feet must not touch the ball at all, and their hands must be crossed and held in front of their chests. They need to slide sideways from the starting position to the turning point 30 meters away in this awkward and balance-testing posture, go around the marker pole, and then return to the finish line. If the ball falls during the race, they must return to the starting point and start again.

It has to be said that the random pairings at this year's Games brought more entertainment value than last year, especially in events that require teamwork. The three-legged race was alright, since everyone could keep chanting and drag each other to the finish line step by step. But the two-person dribbling event, which had just been held, was much more brutal.

In the previous round, a randomly selected male-female pair was thrown into the air because of their huge height difference. The boy's back completely covered the girl's. After running two steps, their backs slightly dislocated, and the huge blue yoga ball flew out like a cannonball, hitting the referee's feet. Another pair of contestants were of similar height, but because they were too nervous, they squeezed each other tightly as if afraid the ball would fall. As a result, they didn't coordinate their strength well, and one of the boys was pushed off balance by the other, falling face-first to the ground with a thud. The yoga ball rolled twice above their heads mockingly, drawing laughter from the surrounding audience.

"The ball fell! Let's try again!"

"Hey, don't push me forward so hard! I'm going to fall!"

"Slow down! Your footsteps are completely out of sync with mine!"

The playground was in complete chaos, and the cheers from the stands were almost enough to lift the roof off. In this situation of random team formation, Gu Lingguo was confident that the tacit understanding—no, the bond—better between her and Chen Junqian would never be inferior to anyone, not even a god…

"But it would be better if you didn't grow any taller, senior."

When Chen Junqian actually walked over and started weighing the yoga ball, Gu Lingguo sighed with a touch of melancholy. Actually, she wasn't short, and she might even have room to grow taller in the future. But just like Chen Xi earlier, Chen Junqian had probably seen too many other poses, so when he walked up to her with his back straight, she could still feel a visible shadow cast over her. This made her unconsciously think of the group she had seen on the sidelines earlier who had made a mistake due to their large height difference.

"Probably not, actually I also think this height is just right."

Chen Junqian sensed that Gu Lingguo didn't seem particularly enthusiastic, and assumed it was because the event she had drawn wasn't her favorite. After all, when it came to sports festival events in romantic comedies, the obstacle course race was definitely more authoritative and representative. So he took the initiative to strike up a conversation:

"Has Lin Guo ever played this game before? It seems to be quite common at school."

"Oh yeah, I think I played with this in PE class when I was in elementary school, but back then we were dribbling basketballs. This big thing is much harder than a basketball."

As Gu Lingguo spoke, she also reached out and lifted the yoga ball, just like Chen Junqian. This thing was not only bigger, but also very bouncy. No wonder many groups of students started endlessly repeating the process of slipping, picking up, clamping, and then slipping again as soon as they got started.

"Actually, it's not too bad, it's just a matter of force."