CH 43.3

Gentle Youths (3)

Since today was the opening of the sports competition and there were many occasions to check the time, he finally fumbled for a new limited sports style wristwatch to wear.

The watch face on his wrist already pointed to 9:50 and the broadcast rang with an urging again. “For the finalist of the sophomore year’s boy 100 meters, please go immediately to report. Thank you!”

Qin Yuan suddenly stood up. “You guys stay here to watch over. I will go for a while and immediately return.”

The boy beside him hurriedly nodded. “Ohh, boss, you want to see Old Fu personally, ah. I reckon the result would have already come out when you get there. Just now, it’s said in the group he had already finished jumping for the third time and that his result was 3.09 meters. The first place has already been taken care of!”

Qin Yuan didn’t say anything, strode with his long legs to the other side of the field, and dashed over quickly, running faster and faster!

“Eh? Where did our boss go? Old Fu’s long jump is on the south side, ah!” another boy doubtfully asked.

“Tch. Boss is a refined person. He felt embarrassed to say he wanted to pee. Couldn’t you see that boss was getting anxious from holding it in? He ran so fast!”

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The 100 meters had always been the most popular event. It was both intense and fun to watch. The sports student from sophomore year’s Class 6 trained in the sprint and his result in the 100 meters last year surpassed the first rank in the sophomore year’s group by 0.5 seconds.

Class 6’s cheerleaders had already kept watch from earlier and shouted uniformly at the track’s end. “Lin Hua, Lin Hua is the most awesome, trampling the whole sophomore year!”

On the racetrack, eight sophomore-year finalists all stood on the racecourse, exercising their ankles, stretching their legs, and bouncing around. The attendees were bustling with excitement.

There were nine referee teachers, one in charge of the starting pistol, and eight for each course. Each of them was accompanied by another student to assist with the timer and the final average results were calculated in this way.

The 100-meter results were too easily affected by timing errors, with short times and fast speeds. In case the difference was less than a fraction of a second, it was not easy to tell with the naked eye. There had been a few timing controversies in the previous years, so it became stricter now.

Bai Jing held Ruan Qingmu’s clothes and unhappily glanced at Class 6’s people. “Tch. Class 6 is so spirited.”

Ruan Qingmu lazily stretched on the ground, pressing down his slender legs from left to right to an extremely low position. As Bai Jing watched him, he suddenly felt slightly doubtful. “Sports representative, are you good at splits?”

Before Ruan Qingmu could answer, Tang Tiantian at the side suddenly shrieked in whispers, voice slightly trembling, “Ahhh! Fang Li, Fang Li won third place in the long jump!”

Ruan Qingmu suddenly raised his head and looked at her in amazement. “Really?”

Tang Tiantian had been eliminated from the female 100 meters just now and she kept a watch on the news in every group. “Looking at the news from the sandbox there, several junior girls also kept tabs on him!”

Ruan Qingmu suddenly raised his head and shot a glance at her. “Go get the publicity manuscript quick!”

Tang Tiantian was stunned. “Wh-What? Did you also write about him?”

Niu Xiaoqing had worked hard to write a pile of drafts and just gave them to the sports representative for a look. Ruan Qingmu had unrestrainedly denied them and wrote several publicity draft sheets overnight. He left the winner’s names and ranks blank, saying they would fill it in if anyone won a prize and immediately send them to the broadcast station. But no matter what, he should include a description of Fang Li’s long jump now that the results were coming in!

Ruan Qingmu waved his hand. “Don’t delay the time. Quickly get the manuscript now!”

Tang Tiantian frantically responded and ran to the girl shot put place at the side. “Niu Xiaoqing, Niu Xiaoqing! Our class drafts…”

Bai Jing looked at Ruan Qingmu in shock. “Sports representative, did you also write about Fang Li in advance? Did you predict it?”

Ruan Qingmu himself also felt a bit outrageous about it. “I only wrote one on a whim. This…”

This was truly magical!

An imposingly rude voice suddenly sounded at the side, carrying ridicule. “Aiya, isn’t this the pretty boy who snatched Liu Jun’s position by bootlicking?”

Ruan Qingmu slowly turned around and looked at that tall, robust, and tanned boy, not saying a word.

He turned his head and looked at Bai Jing. “A silly bird chirped just now. Did you hear it?”

Bai jing hurriedly answered in a serious manner, “No, ah. I don’t understand the bird’s language.”

That boy was Lin Hua from Class 6. “Don’t play dumb. I’m talking about you!”

Ruan Qingmu sighed and looked at him while squinting. “What is your relationship with Liu Jun?”

Lin Hua immediately vouched for him. “Old Liu is my buddy. We play ball together. He told me about you earlier. Pah! Your tricks are so disgusting!”

Ruan Qingmu wasn’t angry and laughingly looked at him, his porcelain-white delicate face carried a contempt that had a way of irritating people. “Oh, birds of a feather flock together.”

Lin Hua became furious. “What did you just say?”

The athletes and cheerleaders stopped talking and laughing, stretching their necks to look at the two boy’s confrontation.

What happened? Class 6’s champion and Class 9’s new sports representative got into a dispute before the competition?

But if they didn’t remember wrongly, wasn’t that Ruan Qingmu a cripple a while ago? How come he could be seen strolling around the campus without crutches?

“I said you’re the same kind of trash as him, understand?” Ruan Qinngmu expanded his chest and slowly said in a clear voice, “Jackals of the same tribe*, acting in collusion*, a skulk of foxes*, villains colluding together*, wallowing in the mire with him… which one do you like?”

*T/N:  Idiom meanings both of them are as bad as each other

*T/N:  Idiom: ganging up together

*T/N:  Idiom: a gang of rogues

*T/N:  Idiom: working with somebody to a nefarious end

*T/N:  Idiom: following the bad example of others