Cultivation Shura Field

After the physical education class, the students returned to the classroom.

Xu Zhe returned to his seat and was a little surprised, because on the table was his water bottle, which was full of water.

He still remembered that he had finished drinking the water in the morning and had not been asked to get another one. So where did the water come from?

Song Xingye came back earlier than him and was already sitting in his seat, looking down at a youth literature magazine.

But as she read, she glanced to the side.

Their eyes met again.

Xu Zhe asked, "Did you fetch the water for me?"

Song Xingye nodded.

Xu Zhe: “When?”

Song Xingye: "Just now. I was running and jumping for the whole class. I was exhausted. I sweated a lot and drank a lot of water. You must have sweated more and needed more water than me."

"So that's how it is..." Xu Zhe's nostrils twitched slightly.

Song Xingye noticed it and asked quickly, "What's wrong? Do I smell?"

Xu Zhe laughed and said, "Everyone in the class smells, because they are all sweating. Compared to others, your smell is the smallest."

He did smell the sweat of his little classmate. It was a little sour, but very faint, mixed with the smell of her original laundry detergent and shampoo. Not only was it not unpleasant, but it had a strange mellow fragrance.

Of course, it was impossible for Xu Zhe to say this, otherwise it would look a bit abnormal.

"but……"

The girl subconsciously wanted to say "but I am closest to you", but before she could say it, she felt something was wrong and stopped herself. She couldn't tell what was wrong.

Xu Zhe picked up the water bottle and took a big sip, then said, "So it's okay. It's tiring to pay attention to your image all the time, just do whatever makes you comfortable."

Song Xingye was silent for a while, and suddenly whispered: "I really don't think you are a junior high school student."

Xu Zhe was slightly startled: "Huh?"

Song Xingye: "You don't need a teacher to supervise you, you don't need to attend classes or do homework, and you can still get first place in the grade. You can also cook and be a hacker..."

"Not a hacker, just an ordinary part-time programmer." Xu Zhe corrected.

Song Xingye: "What I mean is that you know a lot of things and are very good at sports. I feel that when others finally get to one place, you have already left everyone behind and are far ahead. Even if I finally catch up with you in one direction, I can immediately find that you have other directions..."

Xu Zhe smiled but didn't respond. What the little classmate said was true and could not be explained.

The two were silent for a long time.

Seeing Song Xingye lowered his head and didn't speak for a long time, he said: "So do you think there is a problem?"

The girl suddenly raised her little face and stared at him, and asked, "Do you think it's possible for me to catch up with you in the future?"

Xu Zhe: "It depends on how you define it... If we're talking about academic performance, even if you're following me closely right now, you could overtake me at any time."

Song Xingye shook his head slightly: "What about other aspects?"

Xu Zhe smiled and said, "Then why don't you sign up for the school sports meet and participate in an event? We are still quite short of female athletes in our class, and it seems that the quota is not full."

The girl pondered for a moment and nodded heavily: "Okay, I'll try!"

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Thanks to Golden Sea Cucumber for the reward, as well as every classmate’s monthly votes and recommendation votes for support!

Chapter 79 079 Self-Revelation

2023-09-06

Although he mustered up the courage, when he was actually in the situation, Song Xingye couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

"Students who are going to participate in the next 4x100m relay race, please go to the registration office for registration!"

The voice on the radio was urging her to move forward, but she still found it difficult to take a step forward.

But then Xu Zhe came over from behind and said, "Let's go, let's go check in."

"Ok!"

Song Xingye couldn't explain what was going on, but he just felt that by following him, his fear was suddenly dispelled.

This 4x100 class relay event required two boys and two girls. In addition to Xu Zhe and Song Xingye, there were two other classmates.

The so-called registration office is a temporary tent on the playground. After registering there, we will prepare to go on the track.

After the registration was completed, Song Xingye suddenly noticed a group of girls not far away, all of whom were classmates. In the past, these girls either ignored him on purpose or even made sarcastic remarks, but now, they were also shouting "Come on" at him.

The girl was a little uncomfortable and her nose felt a little sour.

She turned around and saw Xu Zhe standing a few steps away, so she went over and asked, "How are you? Are you nervous?"

Xu Zhe smiled and said, "I'm not nervous at all, but it looks like you are a little nervous."

Song Xingye hesitated for a moment, but still nodded honestly.

Xu Zhe: "There's nothing to be nervous about. It's just a school sports meet. No matter how high or low our ranking is, everyone will forget about it in a few days."

Song Xingye recalled the words he had said before and tilted his head: "Follow the process?"

Xu Zhe: "Yes, it's just a formality. Besides, the girls in our class are not very enthusiastic about signing up. If it weren't for you, I don't know how long it would take to fill up the 4x100m quota. So no one will have too high expectations of you, just run normally."

Song Xingye pursed her lips and whispered, "Did you hear that? Some classmates are cheering for us to come on."

Seeing the girl's hesitation, Xu Zhe immediately understood and said, "They didn't sign up, but you are standing here. Just for this reason, you are better than them. Besides, didn't I tell you a long time ago that you don't need to care about other people's opinions and just be yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Xingye took a deep breath and nodded vigorously.

Then the two had to separate. A full lap of the playground track is 400 meters long, and each person in this relay race has to run 100 meters, which is a quarter of a lap.

After all the contestants had firmly established themselves in their respective positions, not long after, at the sound of the starting gun, the first runner started running.

Song Xingye was the third baton, and Xu Zhe was the fourth baton. The girl before Song Xingye was also a girl, but she was not a member of the bully gang, but the kind of girl who kept to herself in the class.

When the baton was about to be handed over to Song Xingye, the girl yelled, "It's up to you!"

Song Xingye took the baton and held it tightly, but as soon as she started running, she almost tripped herself.

But no one laughed at me, let alone made sarcastic remarks. There was only the cheers from my classmates…or rather, someone was actually laughing at me, but I couldn’t hear it?

Song Xingye started running.

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Tang Lingfei stood outside the track, feeling a little tangled in her heart.

She was in Class 1-2, and the other students were cheering for the contestants from their own classes. But she preferred Class 7 because Xu Zhe and Song Xingye were there. She couldn't show her partiality, or she would be criticized by her classmates.

Suddenly, she heard someone asking:

"Is this the relay race for the first grade classes here now?"

Tang Lingfei turned around and saw a beautiful short-haired senior. She immediately remembered that this was the senior from the billiard hall, who was not only very good at playing billiards but also had a good relationship with Xu Zhe.

"Yes, Xu Zhe is also competing."

Shen Lan nodded and looked towards the runway.

At this time, the little girl named Song Xingye just got the baton and started running. Her posture was a little stiff, but her opponents in the same section were also girls, and the speed difference between them was not big.

And the next person to take over after Song Xingye is Xu Zhe.

Shen Lan suddenly asked again: "Why didn't you participate?"

Tang Lingfei: "Because I have signed up for a lot of events. Long jump, high jump, 100 meters, 1,000 meters, I have signed up for them all."

Shen Lan couldn't help but smack her lips: "You are so active? Or are you particularly good at sports?"

Tang Lingfei said without hesitation: "Of course it's because I have a strong physique."

Strong physical fitness... Shen Lan chewed on this simple sentence, not knowing what he was thinking about.

In a blink of an eye, Xu Zhe took the baton from Song Xingye and ran away.

Seeing him surpass his competitors one by one, including the boys in Class 2, Tang Lingfei couldn't help but feel a little excited. But looking at the faces of other classmates around her, she realized that she couldn't show it.

So Tang Lingfei could only share this joy with Shen Lan quietly: "Look, look, how fast Xu Zhe runs."

Shen Lan: "He is also very strong physically... but he is the last runner, and the ones ahead of him are too far behind to catch up."

As they were talking, runners from two other classes had already crossed the finish line. No matter how fast Xu Zhe accelerated, he could only be the third one to cross the line.

Tang Lingfei smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. This isn't his best event. He has also signed up for a 3,000-meter race. Do you want to come and see it?"

Shen Lan looked at the girl in front of her.

This girl doesn’t seem to have any sense of competition, especially when she shows off her childhood sweetheart, as if she is showing off the best and most expensive toy to her friends. She doesn’t seem to think too much, just wants others to realize how great and excellent her childhood sweetheart is.

What if it was me? Shen Lan asked herself, and then she realized that if it were me, I would probably do the opposite, and would carefully hide my childhood sweetheart so that other girls wouldn't notice it.

But now, it's just right...

Shen Lan laughed: "3,000 meters, it seems to start in the afternoon?"

Tang Lingfei: "Yes, around four or five in the afternoon. Sister, do you want to come and see me?"

Shen Lan carefully examined Tang Lingfei's expression - there was no hidden meaning, no joking or any other deep meaning, it was really just a pure and friendly look.

For a moment, Shen Lan couldn't help feeling a little guilty, as if she was trying to steal the little fool's heirloom.

But the next second, she smiled and said, "If I have time, I will come and see it."

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I caught a cold yesterday, so I couldn't write at night and went to bed. I don't have any drafts saved today, so I can only slack off and write slowly. So today's update will be a little late, sorry.

Having said that, I still feel a little dizzy...

80. Chapter 80 080 Running

80.

“I think I’m not afraid of them anymore.”

Song Xingye found Xu Zhe near the finish line and said so.

At this moment, her cheeks were red, her chest was still rising and falling, and her breathing was not completely even, but her eyes were bright and there was a smile on the corners of her mouth.

Xu Zhe: "What?"

Song Xingye: "I said, I'm not afraid of them anymore. You're right, I don't care what others think, that has nothing to do with me!"

Xu Zhe smiled and asked, "Why did you suddenly come to your senses?"

Song Xingye: "When I was running just now, I couldn't see any of their faces clearly, nor could I hear what they were saying. I felt that as long as I ran fast enough, no matter what they said, it would sound like encouragement to me."

Xu Zhe clapped his hands softly: "Congratulations, this will give you a good attitude."

Song Xingye lowered his head and looked at the tip of his shoes, and said softly: "Thank you too, if it weren't for you..."

Xu Zhe waited for a few seconds, but nothing came of the next words. The girl seemed to have remembered something and was in a trance.

Just then, Tang Lingfei came skipping over.

"I saw it all! Xiaoye, you are so amazing. I didn't expect you could actually run down here."

Song Xingye raised his head and couldn't help but rolled his eyes at her: "I can't even run a hundred meters, what do you think I am?"

"Because the little Ye Zi I know is always quiet and gentle! Hey, who is that?"

Tang Lingfei turned her head and looked around, searching for a figure, but couldn't find it.

Song Xingye: "Who are you talking about?"

Tang Lingfei: "She's just a sister in the third grade of junior high school..."

There was no need for more adjectives. As soon as she mentioned the junior high school student Song Xingye knew who she was. She said, "I know her. She came to our classroom several times during breaks to look for Xu Zhe."

Tang Lingfei was stunned when she heard this, she turned her head and stared at Xu Zhe, grinning, "Shouldn't you explain what your relationship with that sister is?"

Xu Zhe: "You mean Shen Lan? We are friends, right? Otherwise, what else can we be related to?"