There have been a few more posts on the YCH website recently, most of which are about sports events. One of them is quite eye-catching:
Have you heard about it? The students of Class 1, Grade 3 participated in the 4x400 relay race. Students A and F participated together. This is the biggest event in the history of Shenzhen High School. It will be worth seeing.
[Sugar Bubble]: There is something wrong with what the OP said. The student grade rankings have been cancelled, but they are still sorting by A and F students.
[2333] Sorry for the title. Although it has been cancelled, the prejudice still exists. The two teams cannot be integrated together.
[Green Rose]: The original poster’s answer is correct. This game is getting interesting.
[Take the train to Lhasa]: I feel that Class 3-1 will win. Student F is pragmatic and down-to-earth; those students A are not to be trifled with. They always set high standards for themselves. After all, they are very competitive and care about appearances. Now we can see them training on the playground every day after school.
On the other hand, it is a good thing, as it is a combination of two strong forces.
The sports meet was coming up, but Ban Sheng suddenly caught a severe cold the day before. He spoke with a strong nasal tone and his voice became much deeper. Lin Weixia asked him the reason and concluded that he had been soaking in the swimming pool for too long in the evening.
"Then can you still run? Otherwise, let the substitute come in." Lin Weixia said with concern.
"It's okay." Ban Sheng replied.
The two of them went to the cafeteria to eat at noon. Ban Sheng thought there were too many people, so he took her to the second floor to eat. But as soon as they sat down, they kept getting envious looks.
They were in their third year of high school, and a group of fresh freshmen had arrived. The two were eating, and the constant chatter reached Lin Weixia's ears.
"That's senior Ban Sheng, so handsome."
"It's really fascinating. The pink wristband he wears, fuck, combined with his whole temperament, is amazing. I want to go up and ask for his phone number."
"But who is the woman sitting opposite him? The little birthmark on her face looks a bit weird."
Lin Weixia was chewing a string bean slowly. Her eyelashes twitched when she heard the words, but she continued eating without being affected by them.
Ban Sheng looked up at Lin Weixia at the right time and said nothing.
Lin Weixia had just handed the soup on the table to Ban Sheng when a slender figure appeared in front of her, and at the same time, a fresh scent of perfume wafted in. The girl had tied her hair into a high ponytail, and her lively tone was a little nervous.
"Senior, I'm a freshman. I'm new to Shenzhen High School and there are still many things I don't understand. Can you please leave me your phone number?"
After saying this, the girl's heart was beating fast, feeling both anxious and expectant. But after waiting for a long time, there was no response from Ban Sheng.
Ban Sheng drank the soup slowly, his Adam's apple moving up and down, as if he was deliberately ignoring the girl. After drinking, he leaned back in his chair, not even giving her a glance, and spoke in a contemptuous tone:
"The wristband, she gave it to me."
"The birthmark you find strange is my favorite."
"As for the phone call, you should ask your senior first." Ban Sheng said in a casual tone.
Ban Sheng's actions made the girl angry and embarrassed. The color of her face changed again and again, and finally she stomped her feet and ran away.
Lin Weixia picked out three pills from each of the two medicine plates and handed them over, pushed the water over, and said:
"Why are you scaring her?"
Ban Sheng took the medicine and threw it into his mouth without drinking water. He tilted his head back and swallowed it. He just snorted and laughed. Lin Weixia met a pair of dark eyes. He chuckled:
"You should be thankful that your future partner is a clean person."
The next day, the sports meet officially kicked off with the principal's lengthy speech. The students standing below were drowsy from listening to the speech and kept complaining, "The principal is really good at talking" and "The principal is more talkative than my mom."
"The principal can say that it's because you were standing in the sun while he was standing in front of the podium speaking."
Liu Sijia was dressed up beautifully when she went on stage to speak as a representative of the student movement. When she was standing on the stage and was about to open her speech, there was a "sizzle" sound and the paper broke into two pieces. Her beautiful fingers were covered with 502, which became stickier and stickier as she pulled in the sunlight.
Several students in the audience burst into laughter, some even whistled, and took out their mobile phones to take pictures, sighing: The Queen is making a fool of herself more and more often.
"The forum is going to be lively again today."
"I can't handle myself making a fool of myself in front of the whole school."
Ban Sheng stood by, with his hands folded, looking at Liu Sijia on the stage with a stern look in her eyes, and said:
"She is giving it back to you in her own way."
The sun was scorching. Lin Weixia looked up and saw Liu Sijia leaving the stage amid laughter.
After the school leaders finished their speeches, the machine pressed the red and white balloons, making "pop" and "pop" sounds. A group of students in uniform stood under the green playground and applauded and cheered, like sails of youth rising up.
Students began to set up camp. Two boys dragged an inflatable mat to take up positions. Students who were not participating in the competition lay down on it, hiding inside with their school uniforms to play with their phones. Some even brought small speakers.
"Awesome, holding a music festival right here, right?" Ning Chao gave them the middle finger.
Ning Chao had just taken two sips of water when the radio began to call people to go to the registration office to prepare for the high jump. He threw the bottle and said, "Two people will come over to cheer me on."
The morning was basically all individual events, and the afternoon was the relay race. After Lin Weixia finished participating in both sports, she received a note from Liu Sijia:
I won't apologize for the cello thing.
When I threw water on you in the toilet, I didn't instigate it nor did I participate. In the end, you threw water back on me, but it was my fault. I'm sorry.
I’ll return the glue to you.
Lin Weixia's eyelashes twitched, and finally she stuffed the note into her pocket and hurried to the lounge to accompany Ban Sheng.
His cold did not get better, but showed signs of getting worse. Ban Sheng did not attend the opening ceremony in the morning, and stayed in the lounge to rest.
The door was pushed open by Lin Weixia. Ban Sheng was sitting on a chair with his head leaning against the ice-blue wall. He was resting with his eyes closed, his black eyelashes tightly closed, and the lines of his profile were smooth and cold.
Hearing the sound, he opened his eyes and looked towards the person coming.
"Are you feeling better?" Lin Weixia walked over and handed her a cup of hot water.
Ban Sheng looked tired, holding the water cup in his cold white hands, and spoke in a hoarse voice:
"good."
He seemed to see Lin Weixia's intention and smiled: "How can you be so fragile?"
"Okay, if you feel really uncomfortable in the afternoon, remember to tell me."
The afternoon relay race arrived quickly, and before it started, the whole class stayed together and surrounded the contestants.
Ban Sheng seemed to be in much better spirits. He had a cool face, his hands in his pockets, revealing a clear section of his wrist bones, and he was standing apart from the crowd.
Li Shengran was wearing a vibrant pink sportswear today and was pacing back and forth, showing her anxiety at the moment.
Liu Sijia felt uncomfortable with her shaking and said, "Don't leave. It makes me upset."
"I can't help it. I feel my heart rate is beating so fast," Li Shengran said with a worried look on her face. She held the other person's hand and said, "Si Jia, feel my chest to see if there is something wrong."
"It's over. I won't be a drag on the court. That would be too embarrassing."
Li Shengran kept expressing her anxiety and tried to lower her heart rate by drinking water. The girls surrounded her and suggested taking deep breaths.
Suddenly, a timid voice sounded: "Do you want to try this?"
Everyone looked over and a bespectacled student named F took out his thermos cup and said in a friendly tone, "This is the calming lily tea my mother usually makes for me. She's a pharmacist and she added two doses of medicinal herbs to it. She always makes this tea for me when I'm nervous about an exam."
When the girls heard this, they let out a "ha" sound from their noses, mocking her for saying something that was a paradox. If she wasn't nervous when faced with an important matter, how could her grades be so bad all the time
Li Shengran looked back at the girl, who fell silent and turned to take the thermos cup: "Thanks, I'll try."
"Oh, you're welcome." Student F looked surprised. She didn't expect Li Shengran to answer.
Soon, the contestants from Class 1, Grade 3 stood in the competition area. There were twelve people in total. They were divided into two teams and stood opposite each other to compete with other classes of the same grade.
With a "bang" of a gunshot, six groups of athletes rushed forward like arrows. The starting player of their class was the squad leader, who had good speed.
The batons were passed one after another, and Class 1 was currently ranked second, with a good momentum. When the third baton was passed to Fang Jiabei, she rushed forward with a stern face.
Lin Weixia saw that Fang Jiabei's facial lines were tense because of nervousness, but her eyes, which had always been dull, now had light.
She is trying to run forward.
He was standing in front of the team waiting for Fang Jiabei to pass the baton, but with a "bang", Fang Jiabei fell down halfway through the race.
The world seemed to have stopped halfway.
The classmates who were watching the scene opened their mouths wide, while students from other classes kept talking, looking like they were enjoying the fun.
"Ha, the way she fell was really funny."
"I can't understand why those A students would want to compete with the F students. They are bound to fail."
Amid the discussion, Lin Weixia was about to speak to encourage her, when Liu Sijia, who was standing opposite her, suddenly shouted:
"Fang Jiabei, come on."
In the past, Liu Sijia only knew her nickname as freak, but now she called out her name accurately, which surprised Lin Weixia. As if their voices resonated, more and more classmates spoke up:
"Come on."
"Stand up and run."
"Come on, Fang Jiabei."
Fang Jiabei, who was lying on the ground, slowly got up with her hands. She picked up the baton and limped forward, dragging her injured leg.
Everyone's hearts were hanging in the balance, but they all breathed a sigh of relief the moment they saw Fang Jiabei hand the baton to Lin Weixia.
The moment Lin Weixia took over the baton, she ran forward with all her might. She had taken off her hearing aids before the race, and the cheers from the people around her seemed to come from far away.
The wind felt hot on her face. She looked at the finish line not far away. Liu Sijia was standing there, her red lips moving in and out, as if she was whispering, "Come on!"
When the baton was about to be handed over to Liu Sijia, she stretched out her hand, their breaths intertwined, and the backs of the two girls' hands touched lightly.
Lin Weixia walked out of the track, panting, with her elbows on her knees and a dense layer of sweat on her forehead.
She didn't have time to drink water. She looked up at the relay race in the distance. Her classmates were standing next to her taking pictures with a camera and asked her if she wanted to take a picture.
Liu Sijia always keeps her chin up when running, with a stern look in her eyes, proud and beautiful. She runs forward with all her might, like a proudly blooming rose.
Suddenly, cheers broke out from the crowd. It was Ning Chao. He bent his body like a bow and moved as agilely as a cheetah.
When they were almost at the finish line, Ning Chao opened his arms and roared, he actually shortened the time Fang Jiabei fell behind!
People in the audience began to shout, "Come on Class 1!", "Come on Ning Chao!", "Come on Ban Sheng!".
Lin Weixia was standing at the back, and she was looking against the light.
The sun was a little dazzling. Ban Sheng, wearing a black sportswear, was a tall figure running forward. A strong wind was blowing. At the last critical moment, Ban Sheng, who had always been careless, suddenly ran forward rapidly.
As fast as lightning.
The cheers were getting louder and louder. Ban Sheng rushed forward like a straight arrow, constantly overtaking on the curves. Everyone's heart was in their throat.
Third in line.
Second place, behind again.
First place!
He actually surpassed others at the last moment.
The moment the boy opened his arms and rushed towards the finish line, everything around him seemed to stop, the wind stopped, the referee was still whistling, and his classmates stopped laughing.
Only he is vigorous and infinitely upward.
As Ban Sheng waved his arms and crossed the finish line, a fiery red sun was always following behind him.
The light was chasing him.
At this moment, Ban Sheng was not falling or disillusioned. All the gloomy aura on his body disappeared, and he became a brand new person.
Lin Weixia picked up the camera and took a picture of his figure with a "click".
After the game, the crowd was nervous and expectant. No one in the usually noisy group spoke, as they were all waiting for the final result of the competition to be announced.
When the radio broadcast "Congratulations to Class 3-1 for winning the first place in the 4X400 relay race", the whole audience cheered "Ahh—" and the young boys and girls gathered together and cheered.
"Class 3-1 is the best!"
"Scarlett you run so fast."
"Ah, I'm not holding back."
Li Shengran kept covering her face and jumping up to show her happiness. However, she accidentally bumped into a classmate's shoulder, and while whispering an apology, she found that it was the girl who had given her the calming lily tea just now.
"Thank you for what you did just now. I'll treat you to ice cream this weekend."
"Oh, really? You're welcome, it's just a small matter."
…
It turns out that most A students, apart from being a little proud, actually have good personalities. F students are quite capable and kind.
They all thought to themselves as they clapped together. At this moment, the barriers and prejudices between the two teams of students were briefly put aside.
They gathered together and cheered and applauded. The collective pride in the moment was real and the prejudice against the other side was temporarily disappearing.
"How about we all have dinner together tonight? I'll treat." An unnatural blush appeared on Liu Sijia's face.
Ning Chao whistled in a vulgar way and shouted with a smile: "It's rare for the queen to pluck her hair. If you don't mind, you can come to my shop. It's 20% off!"
The crowd laughed, and they began to lobby Ning Chao to give more discounts. Lin Weixia stood in the crowd with a faint smile on her face.
Fang Jiabei was standing right across from her, grinning foolishly, even though her knee was injured. It seemed like she was really happy, Lin Weixia thought.
Lin Weixia looked at Fang Jiabei and suddenly found that the smile on her face faded. She retracted her neck and returned to her original gloomy and timid appearance.
Her eyes inadvertently saw Zheng Zhaoxing staring at Fang Jiabei with a gloomy face behind him.
Lin Weixia was about to go forward when she felt a cold touch on her wrist. A strong force restrained her wrist, and Ban Sheng took the person away.
In the sports equipment room, the light was dim and dust was floating. A man and a woman were staying in a closed space. Lin Weixia stood in front of the equipment, and Ban Sheng rested his head on her shoulder, breathing softly.
He just ran as hard as he could.
He breathed lightly, and the hot air sprayed on Lin Weixia's porcelain-white neck, and his forehead rubbed the soft flesh on her neck.
An unusual touch came, itchy and numb, uncontrollable. Lin Weixia couldn't help but tense her toes, and felt a surge of heat in her body.
She stood there quietly, letting Ren Bansheng rest on her shoulder. Lin Weixia raised her hand and touched the spinous process on the back of his neck, saying:
"You were awesome just now."
Ban Sheng's voice was muffled and hoarse: "When have I ever not been powerful?"
When she touched his neck with her fingertips, Lin Weixia realized that his neck was very hot. She subconsciously touched Ban Sheng's forehead and found it was incredibly hot. She exclaimed:
"You have a fever."
"No, go see a doctor."
Lin Weixia tried to push him to stand up, but Ban Sheng was like a giant dog and couldn't move him. He said slowly: "Let me lean on you for a while."
The girl didn't move. After he had rested, Lin Weixia pushed him away, supported herself on the wooden board behind her with her elbows, and was about to walk out.
Her hand pulled outwards unconsciously, and with a "ripping" sound, Lin Weixia frowned and screamed. Her index finger was cut by the nail and blood kept gushing out.
Ban Sheng's tall figure enveloped her. He stared at the dark red blood on his snow-white index finger. His eyes changed, and some long-suppressed emotions were about to burst out.
Ban Sheng was running a fever at the moment, and his cold white skin looked a little sick. The small mole on his cheek near the bridge of his nose made him look weird.
His breathing was rapid and his Adam's apple rolled unnaturally. Lin Weixia was frightened by his eyes. Her heart sank. She wanted to pull her hand back but couldn't.
The black hair on Ban Sheng's forehead was slightly wet with cold sweat, and there was a fire in his eyes.
He kept sucking her down.
Ban Sheng stared at her without thinking, lowered his slender neck, put the bleeding index finger in his mouth, and his drooping eyelashes were pitch black.
Dangerous and fascinating.