The Sand Sculpture God is using magic to bully the boss again

Chapter 57, Long-distance running

When Xu Xingli walked around and went back to Class 15 ([-]), he had two more badges coated with colorful film—they were all hidden items in small quantities, one was obtained from the principal, and the other was It was picked up from Gao Xiuyang.

When the principal was looking for someone to design these peripherals, he also designed badges for the teachers to represent their identities. Xu Xingli learned how many Gao Xiuyang had, so he took one away.

As for the ones from the principal, no matter how many he has, who told him not to prepare the first-grade medal for himself?

Tian Ke and Luo Jiamao sat side by side, and at the same time turned their heads to look at Xu Xingli who came back, with a dazed expression.

They had just obtained (robbed) the rare badge for the red panda holding the microphone from the broadcasting station, only to find that Xu Xingli had a new badge.

Tian Ke wondered: "Didn't you go to show off? Why didn't you get robbed, but you still have a new badge?"

Xu Xingli fooled people seriously: "This one was robbed by the principal, and this one was robbed by the teacher. One for each teacher. If you spot the robbery, don't stop."

Everyone: "..."

How dare they learn casually? They dare not be called on to answer questions in class every day after implementing it.

Tian could see that the two hidden funds were all obtained from the principal, and he was a little greedy: "Can you really get a badge from the principal?"

Xu Xingli sat down next to them generously, and said with emotion: "This dress is really heavy..."

Everyone: "..."

The sports committee couldn't stand it anymore and called her: "The 3000 meters is about to start, do you want to warm up?"

Xu Xingli glanced at the medal table projection on the rostrum, they were one gold medal behind the first one.

Now ranked first is the sophomore (6) class.

But Class One (15) has more silver medals than them, so if Xu Xingli gets No.3000 in the 1m, they can overtake Class Two (6).

Tian Ke looked at her worriedly: "If it doesn't work, let's give up. You have a bad stomach. Don't run to the hospital."

"Who do you look down on?"

Xu Xingli took off his jacket handsomely, and handed it to Yun Yan solemnly: "Keep it well, mainly because there are a lot of magic props inside, don't let them pick it up."

Tian Ke: "...you can stay handsome for a while without talking."

Luo Jiamao always felt that her magic supplies were dangerous items, so he felt a bit far away, wondering: "What are you doing with these for sports?"

"What does it have to do with sports? This is a must-have, just like wearing clothes every day."

After Xu Xingli finished speaking, he jumped down the stairs and headed towards the starting point.

During the long-distance running competition, the center of the playground should be cleared to prevent people from interfering with the athletes.

The sports committee asked: "There should be a place to accompany the runners in the middle of the field. Who will go in our class? Just wait at the finish line."

Before he finished speaking, Yun Yan followed Xu Xingli's clothes silently.

"I..." Tian Ke got up and was about to introduce himself, then sat down silently.

Although Xu Xingli always said that Yun Yan was easy to talk to, Yun Yan did seem to be easy to talk to - but only in front of Xu Xingli.

He has been in class 15 for so long, and he still has no other friends except Xu Xingli, which is very telling.

Xu Xingli warmed up and stretched at the starting point, and was a little surprised when he saw Yun Yan walking over: "What's wrong?"

Yun Yan: "There is a place to accompany you."

Xu Xingli grinned: "You don't have to follow, just wait for me at the finish line, if you follow, I will be distracted instead—by the way, help me re-pin the number bib, I always feel a little crooked."

Xu Xingli turned his back to him and asked her to help him prepare for the battle.

Seeing other runners walking towards the middle of the playground one after another, she was a little worried, and told her again: "Don't run with me, just keep my coat at the finish line, some things can't be dropped...and you will be at the finish line. I can also count the distance, and it feels like I haven’t run 3000 meters for a long time.”

Yun Yan pinned the number bib for her without saying a word, feeling unspeakably awkward.

Xu Xingli moved for a while, and he felt much more comfortable. Just as he was about to thank him, he found that Yun Yan pursed his thin lips into a straight line, as if he was pretending to be something.

She asked, "What are you thinking?"

Yun Yan thought for a while before asking: "Why don't you let me run with you?"

Xu Xingli thought he was so cute, couldn't help laughing, and explained, "I need a lighthouse."

As the breeze blew by, the young man was startled slightly, the playground was full of voices, cicadas chirping, the sound of cheering, and the noise mixed together, blurred and blown away by the wind, only her laughter could be heard clearly.

In the auditorium, Wei Xian asked Tian Ke with a depressed face: "What do you think they are talking about now?"

"I don't know." Tian Ke took a pencil and drew a sketch on the draft pad, drawing the distant view of the playground and the outlines of Yun Yan and Xu Xingli.

Xu Xingli turned his back to them, but she felt that Xu Xingli should be smiling now.

She was dissatisfied with the painting, so she tore off the paper and crumpled it into a ball impatiently. She wanted to throw it away but was reluctant, so she unfolded it silently, folded it into small tofu cubes, and put it in her pencil case.

Wei Xian wondered, "What's wrong? You have such a big temper?"

Tian Ke sighed: "It would be great if there is a digital board."

The canvas of the draft book is limited, but the digital board can enlarge the canvas and refine it. From this angle, she can only see the back of Xu Xingli's head, but she can draw Xu Xingli's smile into Yun Yan's eyes.

Tian Ke took a deep breath and started mobilizing the students in the class: "We must conserve our strength for a while, and don't shout. She has to run seven and a half laps, and we have to wait for her to come to us before shouting."

However, when the race officially started, Xu Xingli had just set off from the starting point, and a group of people from Class 15 shouted "Aooooooo" towards the track like crazy wolves, and Zhongtian could yell the loudest.

Gao Xiuyang: "..."

Xu Xingli kept a constant speed and ran slowly at the back.

When Xu Xingli couldn't hear them shouting, everyone gradually quieted down, and someone whispered: "It seems a little slow to start..."

Immediately someone retorted: "The start of a long-distance race is not important, what is important is the final sprint."

"Yes, as long as she doesn't fall behind."

"I don't want to be ranked anymore, I am a hero if I can finish the race."

On the second lap, Xu Xingli was still at the end of the first echelon, but after the students howled, they no longer focused on her——

"Why didn't Yun Yan follow? All the other runners followed."

"The main reason is that Yun Yan doesn't look like someone who follows... If he follows, will the effect be the same as letting the dog chase after him?"

"..."

The students were kept silent until Xu Xingli came into view again, and started to roar "Aww" again, and the rhythm of "Xu Xingli! Come on!" could be vaguely heard.

On the fourth lap, Xu Xingli still did not fall behind, and seemed to be doing well.

The students also realized that those accompanying runners who followed the whole process were not doing the job of accompanying the runners at all, but were ready to help the athletes who could not run to abstain from the field at any time.

Someone asked: "Could it be that Xing Li thought he could finish the run, so he asked Yun Yan to wait for her at the finish line?"

"Maybe it's Yun Yan who believes she can finish the run... It's like putting pressure on her. If you stop elsewhere, no one will help you. You have to run to the finish line."

Luo Jiamao was a little annoyed by what they said, and said: "I told you, don't think too much, Xu Xingli has never been a person who pushes herself, if she really doesn't want to run away, she will definitely lie down on the spot, maybe she will rush to the auditorium to touch porcelain. "

Tian Ke was choked by him: "What kind of stereotype is this?"

"Xu Xingli! Come on! Xu Xingli! Come on!"

The students in class 15 were once again excited - Xu Xingli entered their field of vision again.

On the fifth lap, the people in the first echelon began to speed up quietly, and Xu Xingli still followed steadily.

On the sixth lap, a girl in the first echelon suddenly accelerated and rushed to the front. Someone in the same class behind her cooperated with her, pressing the others behind and widening the gap with No.1.

"Is that from Class Two and Six?"

"Fuck! How shameless, they actually engage in tactics!"

But then they discovered that there was a person who followed No.1 at a constant speed, and there were four large characters printed on her clothes - number one in the world.

"Xu Xingli! Awesome!" Unknowingly, the cheering slogan of Class 15 has changed.

Xu Xingli overtook leisurely and continued to speed up, completely oblivious to the stunned expression of the athlete who had just been overtaken by her.

Long-distance running tests endurance, but also tests rhythm and mentality. If you sprint ahead of time, you will consume more energy, resulting in being unable to run and being overtaken by others.

She was already exhausted after running here, relying purely on willpower to hang on, but why did Xu Xingli still seem to be able to do everything with ease?

Xu Xingli was actually too tired, his legs felt as if they were filled with lead, and he couldn't lift them at all.

But she also knew that if she couldn't lift her feet for a while, her body would quickly enter a state of rest, and she would never get this gold medal again.

Although gold badges can be snatched from others, they are not as meaningful as winning them yourself.

And she must maintain a calm look, otherwise the other players behind her will realize that she can't run anymore, and they will rush to catch up.

If there is no possibility of overtaking, most people will lie flat; but if there is hope for overtaking, then most people will choose to give it a try.

Xu Xingli crossed the finish line and wanted to collapse on the spot.

Yun Yan quickly supported her, led her to the referee's seat, confirmed the result, and said to her at the same time: "You have to walk for a while, you can't just sit down."

Xu Xingli cheated: "I can't walk."

Yun Yan asked her to watch the projection of the medal list, and said, "Would you like to take a photo after receiving the award?"

Xu Xingli thought about it carefully. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to take a group photo.

Xu Xingli was fooled by him to finish his walk, received his badge and medal, and went to take a group photo with the leaderboard - she deserves the credit for being the first!

Xu Xingli returned to the class rest area and sat down, only to remember: "Did you read the cheering script for me?"

The students in class 15 looked at each other in blank dismay, and went to cheer up, without listening to what the radio station read.

Tian Ke remedied: "It's not important, I'll go to the forum to post a post to promote you both civil and military."

Xu Xingli: "?"

Yun Yan said firmly: "I read it when you ran the third lap and the last lap. The script for the third lap said 'repeat number one, never give up', and the last lap is your draft for the championship. The most important thing is to have the courage to fight hard, and it is also mentioned that the grade is the first."

The students suddenly realized: "It turns out that you went to the field to listen to the refueling manuscript... Also, our class is too noisy as a refueling area."

Xu Xingli realized later: "Where do I have water? Others have water after running, why don't I have it?"

Yun Yan calmly handed over a bottle of mineral water: "It's not suitable for drinking just after running."

——Actually, he was busy grabbing a spot and forgot to bring water.

The sports committee cheered: "Next time, I will assign you a more reliable runner."

Xu Xingli was shocked: "Is there a next time? You are dreaming, this once-in-a-lifetime chance, there will be no next time."

Sports Commitment said that girls' long-term running is the most difficult to arrange. After finally finding a good seedling, how can they let it go easily?

He hurriedly asked to stay: "Why is it only once in a lifetime? Didn't you run very well today?"

Xu Xingli stared at Yun Yan with burning eyes: "If I can't finish the run or fall down in the middle, he will definitely throw my coat aside."

Everyone didn't expect such an outrageous reason, and some even complained in their hearts: I knew there was no difference between releasing the cloud inkstone and releasing the dog.

Xu Xingli didn't care what they were thinking, just sat there to rest and said nothing.

On the plane flying to Tianshan, Xu Zhiyuan looked at the group photo of their class and frowned, but couldn't find his daughter after searching for a long time, wondering: "Where are you? You can't be covered under the class flag, right?"

Xu Xingli pointed to the girl whose face was blocked by a corner of the class flag in the upper left corner, and said, "This——you found the wrong photo. This was taken before our classmates took their seats. Where can you find someone?"

Xu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking how could his daughter be on Yun Yan's back?

Xu Xingli swiped the photo backwards and found the real group photo: "The class flag is just the background, people with a discerning eye will know it right?"

Xu Zhiyuan suddenly had a heart attack, it was indeed not on his back, this one stood higher, riding on his shoulders.

He stared at the photo, and felt displeased no matter how he looked at it, and asked, "Other people can step on a stool by themselves, what about you—where's your leg?"

Xu Xingli was confident: "I ran 3000 meters that day, and my lower limbs were paralyzed and I couldn't move!"

"..."

As soon as I heard it, I knew it was nonsense.

The old father suddenly felt sad, thinking about how to bury Yun Yan in the snow mountain.

Tian Ke closed the computer silently and hid the picture he drew.

If the old man sees this painting again, he may have a mental breakdown.