At two o'clock in the afternoon, the playground began to get lively. More than a dozen events were being held at different venues at the same time. From time to time, the crowded crowd could be heard to burst into cheers. Wen Liang and Ren Yi sat around the table, eating snacks while admiring the athletes' heroic performances, and then gave other classes some tips. Ji Su was not so leisurely. She was basically in charge of the girls' section, and she didn't even have time to drink water. Ren Yi couldn't help but sigh, "Brother Wen, are you in the mood to accept an interview with CCTV?"
Wen Liang popped a tiger skin peanut into his mouth and bit it to pieces with a smack. "Oriental Horizon or Focus Interview?"
Ren Yi was a little dumbfounded: "Is there any difference?"
"Of course there are. Oriental Horizon is a positive report. Those who can appear on "Sons of the East" are all great people. Focus Interview is a negative report. Whoever you interview will be happy to do so?"
In the 1990s, the most popular news programs in China were Focus and Oriental Horizon. The hosts from these two programs later became successful. Wen Liang in his previous life liked watching the news in high school. As long as he had time, he would watch almost every news program. At that time, he was secretly complacent, thinking that he had at least gained more knowledge and broadened his horizons compared to his peers. But after he started working, he realized that people who can live in the news are happy.
"Okay," Ren Yi compromised: "Then let's go to Eastern Time and Space... Mr. Wen Liang, what is your relationship with Ji Su?"
"Pure classmate relationship!"
"But according to rumors, there is a little ambiguity between you two..."
"Yesterday in the bathroom I heard people whispering that you and I had some kind of improper relationship, but what is the truth?"
Ren Yi chuckled, raised his orchid finger, and winked, saying, "The fact is, we are indeed a little bit improper... The same goes for you and Ji Su..."
Wen Liang was choked, raised his middle finger and said, "You are so cruel!"
"What happened between me and Wen Liang?"
Wen Liang and Ren Yi only then saw Ji Su, and they both broke out in cold sweats. Ren Yi stammered, "Nothing... Nothing..."
Ji Su was a delicate and clear person. Just by looking at their expressions, she knew that the two were talking about her. She must have been talking nonsense like the stinky boys, but she didn't feel disgusted at all. She smiled and said, "The women's 3000 meters is about to start. Aren't you guys coming to cheer?"
"ah?"
Wen Liang thought of what Xu Yao said at noon, and his face was about to drip with tears. Running 3,000 meters with her was a small matter, but in front of everyone, especially in a sports meet where class competition was so serious, it was undoubtedly a blatant rebellion.
"Who from our class will participate in the competition?"
"Chen Xiaozhen!"
Is it her? Wen Liang didn't expect that the little girl who had a grudge against him would have the courage to run 3,000 meters. No wonder Ji Su came to cheer her on. It seems that the relationship between the two has been good recently.
Uncle Wen would not care about the little girls' affairs, so he stood up and said, "I won't go. Xu Yao will also participate in the competition later, so I have to go over to take a look."
This was something that could not be hidden, and Wen Liang did not intend to hide it from anyone. Ji Su smiled slightly and said, "Yaoyao is coming too? Okay, wait until I arrange for Xiaozhen, and then I will go over to cheer her up."
Wen Liang smiled and said, "That's not necessary. Aren't you afraid that people in the class will call you a traitor?"
Ji Su winked playfully, pointed at the large banner on the podium, and said, "Student Wen Liang, your worldview is too narrow. Look at what it says. Friendship comes first, competition comes second. The friendship between us girls can not only transcend competition, but also transcend class."
Wen Liang laughed out loud. Once upon a time, even Ji Su would use his worldview to refute his opponent. This was a good phenomenon!
When they arrived at the check-in point, Xu Yao's pomp was indeed unmatched by anyone else. Wen Liang had seen her big eyes and ponytail, but the other little followers almost filled the check-in point, and there were three or four boys guarding her. It was like a princess on tour. Wen Liang stood on the periphery, looking at Xu Yao, who was smiling sweetly in the crowd. This girl, no matter where she was, was the undisputed focus and center. This was certainly due to her personality, but also the leadership temperament cultivated by her official family. This was very different from Ji Su and Ning Xiaoning.
After the registration, the teacher began to clear the venue. All the idlers were driven out of the venue. However, two boys were still following Xu Yao, chattering non-stop, as if they were willing to volunteer to help her run. Xu Yao annoyed and drove them away several times, but to no avail. When she turned around and saw Wen Liang, a bright smile immediately bloomed on her little face. She pointed her finger at him from a distance and said, "The runner is here. If you insist on fighting with him, I don't mind, but that guy has a bad temper..."
Wen Liang's battle record had already spread throughout No. 1 Middle School, especially the fight with No. 19 Middle School during the midterm exam, which also spread back to the school, making his notoriety even more prominent. Even an idiot knew that this guy had a hot temper and was definitely among the top three in No. 1 Middle School. The two boys looked at each other and decisively turned around and left.
In fact, although Uncle Wen’s temper is not considered to be kind, he is definitely not violent. Unfortunately, the impact of several battles was too great, and he completely bid farewell to his days as a good guy.
Wen Liang walked closer and looked her up and down. Xu Yao was wearing a pure white sportswear with a very eye-catching Nike logo on her chest. He said, "Xu Yao, you have to work harder. If you don't run well, how can you live up to this little curved hook?"
The reason why an uncle is an uncle is that he always has the urge to beat someone up. Xu Yao pouted and said, "This is what my brother gave me a few days ago. If you dare to say something sarcastic again, be careful that I will let him take care of you!"
Xu Ting's upright figure flashed through his mind. Thinking of the look he gave him that night, Wen Liang was not sure whether Xu Yao's joke would come true. He smiled and said, "Okay, you're welcome!"
Xu Yao could not understand the vulgarity of this sentence. She looked around and found that students from Class 3 had gathered not far away, pointing and talking at the two of them. They were obviously very dissatisfied with Wen Liang's behavior of being a traitor. Xu Yao raised her hand to smooth the hair beside her ear, and glanced at Wen Liang with her big eyes. There was a bit of charming and moving style in her expression. She said, "If you are afraid of offending people, it doesn't matter if you don't run up."
Wen Liang casually took off his shirt and threw it to Ren Yi at the side of the runway, saying jokingly: "All these insignificant people combined are not as heavy as a single strand of your hair!"
So, what if Ji Su is included
Xu Yao lowered her eyelids quietly. She naturally would not say this aloud. After a moment, she turned her head and stared into Wen Liang's eyes, and said softly: "I'm serious. You should go over quickly. I can still get first place by myself... It's not good to have a quarrel with classmates..."
Wen Liang smiled and said, "I am serious too. Anyway, my popularity in the class is extremely bad, and it can't be any worse. Don't worry, a small matter like betrayal is not a problem for me."
Only he could make such a serious matter sound so light. Xu Yao could feel his desire to protect her, so she smiled sweetly and said no more.
The 3,000-meter race was uneventful. Xu Yao pulled nearly ten meters ahead of the second place winner. Rather than calling it a race, it was more like a morning exercise for the two of them side by side. She won very easily.
Ji Su had been waiting at the finish line, and as soon as Xu Yao crossed the line, he opened his arms. The two beautiful girls hugged each other and jumped up, which was so pleasing to the eye under the winter sun.
Uncle Wen was naturally ignored again, so he could only stand by and smile foolishly. The contestants behind him arrived one after another, and Chen Xiaozhen was the sixth to reach the finish line. The two girls who had been arranged in advance came forward to support her. Although winning or losing was not that important, compared with the lively scene on the winner's side, Chen Xiaozhen's side was much colder after all. Everyone's tone was more or less regretful, and the atmosphere seemed even more deserted.
Wen Liang thought it was quite remarkable for a girl to finish the 3,000-meter run, so he went over and said, "Persisting is victory, and being able to finish is amazing."
Chen Xiaozhen had been listening to others' consolation and encouragement with an expressionless face, but suddenly she burst into tears and shouted at Wen Liang, "I don't want you to pretend. If you hadn't messed with me, I wouldn't have lost. Go away. Why are you pretending to be a good person?"
The classmates around him were at a loss for words. No one expected Chen Xiaozhen to react so strongly. In fact, everyone knew that even if Wen Liang hadn't gone to accompany Xu Yao, Chen Xiaozhen would not have been able to win. However, this kind of thing could not be explained by reason...
Wen Liang said this with good intentions. Xu Yao had been hanging out with Xu Ting since she was a child. Her physical fitness was not comparable to that of ordinary little girls. How could Chen Xiaozhen compete with her? However, making a girl cry in public was not a glorious thing. His kindness was taken for granted. Wen Liang sighed and turned away. It was a pity that the popularity that had just rebounded a little in the morning would go down again. This market was much more exciting than the stock market.
But he didn't notice that Chen Xiaozhen was staring at his back, his eyes full of anger!
Not long after returning to the camp, Ji Su hurried over and said apologetically: "Don't be angry, Xiao Zhen was just in a bad mood and lost his temper..."
"Nothing, why should I be angry?" Wen Liang shook his head and said, "In their eyes, I am helping outsiders, so it is normal for them to be angry. An, am I such a petty person?"
Ji Su smiled. She knew Wen Liang wouldn't care about this. Just as she was about to speak, Ma Gang, Zhang Tianqi, Li Yang, Li Bao, Meng Ke, Ren Yi, Zhang Ziyun, and a dozen other people came back. Ma Gang cursed and said, "Isn't this bullying? No, I have to tell Teacher Ye."
"It's no use talking to Teacher Ye. The radio station has the final say on this matter. If they don't want to broadcast your song, then they don't want to broadcast it. What else can I do?" Zhang Tianqi frowned and kept wiping his hands and breathing out hot air.
Li Yang glanced at Wen Liang and said, "I just asked, and the webmaster said that Gu Wenyuan was forcing it not to be broadcast. He couldn't do anything about it. It's because some people in our class have a grudge against him!"
A group of people were chattering in a mess. Wen Liang probably understood what was going on and asked, "Ma Gang, what's going on?"
Ma Gang said in distress: "Isn't it about the radio script? It's been almost a day, and less than five of our class's manuscripts have been accepted. This also needs to be counted..."
Wen Liang finally understood the reason. At the school sports meeting, each class would write some encouraging broadcast scripts and send them to the rostrum. The broadcast station would select them and broadcast them through the loudspeaker after they were selected. Under normal circumstances, a class should have at least 20 scripts selected per day. The data of Class 3 was obviously abnormal.
In the final analysis, it was all because of myself and Gu Wenyuan!
Wen Liang exhaled, turned his head to look at the rostrum, and said calmly: "Okay, leave this matter to me. Ma Gang, Zhang Tianqi, come with me and talk to the people at the radio station."
Ma Gang was a rough man, and he didn't care about anything when his mind was hot. He threw the notebook in his hand on the table and said, "F*ck, let's go, let's see who dares to slander our class's grades!"
Zhang Tianqi hesitated for a moment, but he didn't want to appear too weak in front of his classmates. He complained to Wen Liang in his heart, and seeing the indignant looks of his classmates around him, he said, "How about this? We all go over there. We have more people and can put some pressure on the radio station to prevent them from taking revenge!"
"Okay, let's all go, let's all go!"
Ren Yi was the first to respond. He was afraid that Wen Liang and Gu Wenyuan would have another big conflict. You know, both of them had been punished. If everyone went, the law would not hold everyone responsible, and the school would have no way to do anything.
A group of people immediately started to make a noise, shouting for them to be taught a lesson. Wen Liang smiled and said, "Okay, let's go together!"
Even though he was the one who caused the trouble, he didn't mind his classmates solving it together. Uncle Wen can be so sinister sometimes!
A group of more than 20 people rushed straight to the podium with great momentum. The radio station had set up five or six tables there, with two large speakers placed on both sides of the podium. Someone was sorting out the manuscripts handed in by each class. Gu Wenyuan and He Bing were reading the manuscripts. It must be said that from a distance, they really looked like a golden boy and a jade girl.
The director of the radio station was a senior in the third year of high school. He was handsome and elegant. He was also a well-known figure in the school. It was said that he had deceived many girls and made them jealous. Seeing that Wen Liang and others came with bad intentions, he smiled and greeted them, saying, "What's wrong, classmate? We are broadcasting here. Let's go downstairs and talk if you have anything to say."
Ma Gang said angrily: "Lei Wen, what are you doing? Our class 1 and 3 have only submitted three manuscripts in one day?"
It turns out that this person's name is Lei Wen. Wen Liang sighed: What a good name, but if you listen to the wrong pronunciation, it becomes "Lei Ren"!
"This..." Lei Wen pondered for a moment and said, "Ma Gang, we are old acquaintances. You know, there are more than 30 classes in the school, and the quality of the manuscripts varies. It is normal to publish three papers."
The little witch Zhang Ziyun was not happy about this. She was a literary young woman, and most of the manuscripts in the class were written by her and Ren Yi. She walked closer through the crowd and said, "What do you mean by uneven quality? Lei Wen, you have a basis for what you said!"
“Exactly. Listen to what’s written here. A javelin is flying in the sky and a referee is chasing it on the ground. If you want to know who is so awesome, it’s Wang Feng from Class 7 who’s shining… Even the referee in your javelin competition has to chase it?” Ren Yi picked up a piece of paper from the table and made a very powerful complaint.
Everyone in Class 3 laughed, and Lei Wen could no longer control the situation, so he looked at Gu Wenyuan in embarrassment. Gu Wenyuan pushed the microphone away and walked to the front of Class 3. Wherever he looked, everyone fell silent. Even Ma Gang, who had been so arrogant just now, quietly shut up. Zhang Tianqi even took a few steps back. Ren Yi coughed lightly, and his little eyes rolled around, already looking for a way out.