Translator:
StarveCleric
Editor:
Milkbiscuit
When the whistle was about to be blown, all of the runners swiftly got into position, preparing themselves for a good take off.
Only Lin Jiage looked calm as he passed over his earphones and phone to a spectating male student by the side.
Shi Yao had some impression of that male student. The other party had attended the same physical education as them dressed in a flamboyant set of yellow sportswear. He was also the one who tried to get Leng Nuan’s phone number and drank pink-colored milk tea too. His name was quite interesting. If she recalled correctly, it seemed to be… Lu Benlai?
As the race ticked closer, expressions of grimness or nervousness began appearing on the faces of the runners, but only Lin Jiage’s face remained completely indifferent. His attitude was so relaxed that it looked like he wasn’t participating in a race but heading off for a momentary walk in the park to digest his last meal.
He also grasped his timing very well. In the moment that he lowered his body and placed his hands on the ground, the sound of a gun firing off signaled the start of the race.
Like arrows drawn on a bow, the row of runners sprang forward furiously.
Countless cheers echoed amongst the crowd. Some were cheering for their own classmates, and some were cheering for their friends. However, most of the crowd were shouting these three words:
Go, Lin Jiage!
Dressed in white sportswear, Lin Jiage’s figure was particularly conspicuous on the green race track.
His running speed was exceptionally fast, and it took only a few moments before he lengthened the distance between him and the runner in second place.
Three kilometers couldn’t be said to be too far, but it wasn’t exactly short either. It was a race that challenged both endurance and speed. However, there wasn’t the slightest hint of exertion or exhaustion to be seen on Lin Jiage. His entire posture seemed to suggest that he was in an extremely relaxed state, as if he was deriving the solution of an extremely simple ‘1+1=’ equation.
Given the overwhelming disparity in the runners’ capabilities, it was no mystery to the watching crowd who the champion of the 3km race would be.
When Lin Jiage was on his final lap, Jiang Yue wrapped her hands around Shi Yao’s and pulled her to the finish line.
At this point, a huge crowd had already gathered there, and unsurprisingly, most of them were women. A huge portion of these women was dressed in short skirts, revealing their fair thighs. Their faces were further refined by a slight touch of makeup, making all of them very pleasing to the eye. Qin Yiran was amongst this group of women as well.
Even though it was already confirmed long ago that the champion of the race would be Lin Jiage, it didn’t hinder the piercing screams and cheers that echoed throughout the stadium in the instant that he dashed across the red finish line.
A second after he came to a halt, a more daring female student was grandly walking up to him with a bottle in hand as she asked,
Lin Jiage, you must be thirsty after running three kilometers, right? Here, I prepared a bottle of water for you…
Perhaps it was because someone had taken the lead, the other female students also made their way swiftly to Lin Jiage to offer him their drinks too.
On the other hand, it looked like Lin Jiage was extremely used to such a scene. It was as if he hadn’t heard their offers at all, and he walked right past those female students.
Upon seeing this sight, Shi Yao paused her footsteps before she could make her way over to Lin Jiage.
He has no lack of people delivering drinks to him, so there’s no need for me to join in on the commotion… Besides, he didn’t take any of their drinks, so what if I go there and he turns me down? Not to mention, Qin Yiran is still standing by the side…
With such thoughts in mind, Shi Yao tugged Jiang Yue’s hands, about to ask her to leave. But before she had a chance to make her move, Jiang Yue, who had spotted Qin Yiran’s figure as well, yelled out loudly,
Senior Lin!
Lin Jiage was making his way over to Lu Benlai when he heard a familiar voice, so he tilted his head over to take a look. Upon spotting Shi Yao’s figure, he paused.
Ignoring Shi Yao’s excruciating pinch on her elbow, Jiang Yue noted that Qin Yiran had turned her gaze over to Shi Yao as well, so she turned to Lin Jiage and yelled again,
Senior Lin, Yaoyao brought a drink for you!
