Dai Shiqi remained silent, feeling she had no right to mock anything. After all, the things that came easily to them were indeed out of reach for her.
In the afternoon, there was a sports class.
The sports uniforms at Divine Moon High School were specially designed by a designer. Simple, elegant, and brimming with youthful energy. In the summer, the girls wore sports skirts, showing off their long legs.
Tianmiao changed into her sportswear, and Xi Linghe exclaimed beside her, "Sister Tianmiao, you look so pretty."
"You’d look great if you slimmed down too, keep it up," Tianmiao replied with a smile.
"Yeah, yeah," Xi Linghe nodded vigorously.
In physical education class, after the warm-up exercises, the gym teacher announced today’s lesson: a long-distance running test. Eight hundred meters for girls, one thousand meters for boys.
Immediately, there was a chorus of groans.
The girls tested first, divided into two groups.
Tianmiao and Xi Linghe stood together at the starting line.
Originally, Wu Yihan and her two friends were in the second group, but Wu Yihan gave Lu Runjia a look, and Lu understood, stepping forward to swap places with one of the girls. The girl glanced at Lu Runjia, said nothing, and just stepped back.
Li Yingjun saw this and whispered to Wei Ling, "Someone’s making a move on your goddess."
"What?!" Wei Ling exclaimed, eyes widening, "Who?"
"Hahaha, don’t worry. I think Wu Yihan knows you like the goddess and wouldn’t dare make a move on her, but as for the girl who’s close to the goddess, that’s another story." Li Yingjun hung lazily off Wei Ling’s shoulder.
"That’s not okay either, the goddess would be heartbroken," Wei Ling broke away from Li Yingjun, ready to step forward.
"Come back. Why are you so anxious?" Li Yingjun pulled Wei Ling back.
"How can I not be anxious? I can’t let my goddess be sad!" Wei Ling shouted anxiously.
"Don’t worry, I have a feeling your goddess is not simple. And as the goddess’s friend, she wouldn’t be simple either," Li Yingjun smirked, holding Wei Ling firmly in place.
"Why do you think that?" Wei Ling was puzzled.
"Just a hunch," Li Yingjun whispered into Wei Ling’s ear.
"Are you messing with me?" Wei Ling glared.
At this moment, Gu Nanyu chimed in, "Think about what happens every time Yingjun mentions his hunch."
Wei Ling paused, thought for a moment, and then fell silent. Then he looked up at Xi Linghe standing beside Lu Runjia and frowned slightly.
What is Lu Runjia up to?
The whistle blew, and the first group of girls took off.
For the girls’ eight hundred meters, some chose to run at an even pace, conserving energy. Some started strong to get ahead and then maintained their speed. Others used all their strength at the start, running as fast as they could, only to drag themselves to the finish line half-dead.
As soon as the whistle blew, Tianmiao was the first to dash out.
Then, everyone’s eyes were irresistibly drawn to her.
Her long, straight legs were swiftly running forward, and her black hair, though tied in a ponytail, fluttered in the wind with her quick pace. She was like a breeze, a free wind, leaving everyone else far behind, getting further and further away.
"I’m in love, I’m in love," Wei Ling clutched his heart, "In this moment, my goddess feels like the wind, sweeping through my heart."
"And without even stopping," Li Yingjun remarked coolly.
"You’re so annoying," Wei Ling glared at Li Yingjun.
Even the gym teacher was amazed, this speed, isn’t it too fast? And nearly a whole lap without slowing down!