Although Chu Qing did not quite approve of Qi Weichen's MLM-style education method, she had to admit that it was still very useful for the Fatty and others. At least after they developed a sense of crisis that they would be separated if they fell behind, their attitude towards learning became much more positive than before.
I don't know if it's psychological factors, but compared to the first half of the semester, which is about the same length, the second half of the semester seems to be quite short. Often, a day has passed before I've done anything. Because of the upcoming college entrance examination, Qi Muyang has an unprecedented sense of urgency. Every time he takes a test, he realizes the gap between himself and A University.
He would get depressed and suffer from insomnia sometimes, but his parents' full support would help him get through the breakdown safely. Chu Qing knew how much pressure he was under, so she had been silently accompanying him to study. As a student, she often felt tired of studying, but as a mother, she would always remind herself not to let her son show his discouragement at a critical moment.
The winter in city a is very short. After the Chinese New Year, the weather begins to warm up slowly. When the first drizzle falls one night and the first buds appear on the trees, spring is here.
Along with spring comes the annual sports meet at Chengde High School.
In previous years, the school was closed during the sports meet, and it was a day when students could skip classes openly. If it were in the past, Chu Qing, Qi Muyang and others would have been so happy, but now they disliked the loud speakers on the school playground, which disturbed their studies too much. What annoyed them the most was that there were so many events in the sports meet, and every class had to report all of them, even the seniors who were about to take the college entrance examination.
"The school attaches great importance to this sports meeting. Everyone must actively sign up, understand?" The head teacher was holding a mobilization meeting on the podium. The students in the audience were not in high spirits. She sighed, "I understand that everyone is under a lot of pressure at this time and wants to study every minute, but have you ever thought that this is our last group activity?"
The people in the audience suddenly fell silent. Qi Muyang's expression slightly changed when he heard the words and he stopped writing. Chu Qing next to him looked at him and silently patted his arm.
The head teacher slowed down her tone and said, "This sports meet is the last chance to create memories. After that, we will start the final sprint. I don't want your last memory of high school to be endless exams and exercises." She paused and smiled. "There are many group projects here. You can participate with your friends to enhance your relationship."
Students began to respond one after another below the podium, and the head teacher breathed a sigh of relief.
"After class, go find the class monitor to sign up for the project," the homeroom teacher looked around, "If you don't take the initiative to sign up, I will sign you up for the projects that no one else has chosen based on your physical fitness. You are not allowed to have any objections then."
"Teacher, can't I just not sign up? I'm not feeling well." The little fat boy raised his hand to complain.
As soon as he said this, the class burst into laughter. Someone with good connections even directly exposed him: "Who had two bowls of hot dry noodles and a basket of steamed dumplings for lunch today?"
There was another burst of laughter in the class.
"I'm just replenishing my body!" The chubby little boy was quite dissatisfied.
The head teacher glanced at him and said, "I see that you are in good health. Everyone else can choose not to participate, except you."
"But… "
"No buts, you are responsible for the shot put. Practice more in the next few days. If you can't get into the top three, I will make you pay!" The head teacher made the decision in a very authoritarian manner, and the class immediately burst into laughter again.
The little fat boy put down his hand with a bitter face, thinking that if he had known earlier, he would have kept silent, maybe he could have gotten away with it. The head teacher said a few more words on the stage, then turned and left.
There were still five minutes left before the get out of class ended. No one was in the mood to study anymore and they started discussing in low voices which project was suitable for them.
"I don't want to sign up for anything," Chu Qing whispered, "Can I not participate?"
She really doesn't like this kind of thing.
"Didn't you hear the teacher say that if you don't sign up, she will pick a project for you to sign up for." Qi Muyang whispered.
Chu Qing frowned: "There are so many people in the class, maybe she won't remember me?"
"It's not impossible," Qi Muyang said, and smiled, "but you have to be prepared to be reported for some strange projects."
Chu Qing paused for a moment and said, "It's just a sports meet. What weird events could there be?"
"Of course there is one. There was one last year." The treacherous minister interjected.
Chu Qing was puzzled: "What's so strange about hanging on the horizontal bar?"
"Because there are so many events, in order not to waste time, the school temporarily borrowed a lot of horizontal bars, and all the participating students were hanging at the same time. Just imagine the scene."
Chu Qing thought for a moment, and then suddenly looked miserable: "Forget it, I'll sign up." After that, she poked Qi Weichen in front of her, "What are you signing up for?"
"No report." Qi Weichen said lightly.
Chu Qing took a breath and said, "What if the head teacher asks you to hang yourself?"
"No," Qi Weichen paused after saying this, "She won't force me."
Everyone present who heard this said: “…” The academic genius is amazing.
Chu Qing suddenly felt unbalanced, and then she looked at Qi Muyang, and they both laughed wickedly.
“… I can tell from the looks of it that he has no good intentions.” The little fat man sighed and decided not to participate.
Qi Muyang and Chu Qing did not have good intentions. They spent a long time enthusiastically choosing from the projects given by the school, and finally chose the three-legged race and signed up Qi Weichen on their own initiative. Of course, everything was done without telling him.
The others were also worried about what to report. The treacherous minister chose for a long time and chose a short-distance relay, but it required four people.
"The fat guy is definitely not enough. There's only me, Gu Quan, and Chen Xiu. Boss, you should also join." The treacherous minister counted the number of people.
Gu Quan was dissatisfied: "Did I say I participated?"
"Do you want to choose to hang yourself?" The treacherous minister raised his eyebrows.
Gu Quan stopped talking immediately. Qi Muyang thought about it and simply agreed.
The registration for the sports meet was settled. During the evening self-study session, the head teacher came in with the registration form and confirmed the candidates for each event. Chu Qing and Qi Muyang did not expect the revelation to come so quickly. They immediately became as quiet as quails and sat down obediently without saying a word.
She originally wanted to blame the registration on the homeroom teacher, saying that she registered for Qi Weichen, but the homeroom teacher emphasized and praised Qi Muyang: "We should learn from Qi Muyang. He is the only one who took the initiative to register for two projects. Everyone applaud."
Qi Muyang smiled awkwardly and gritted his teeth to accept everyone's encouragement.
The mother and son did something bad and endured the school day in anxiety. When Qi Weichen looked over, they immediately pretended to be more pitiful than the other.
"I just want to be with you all the time, there's nothing else to it." Chu Qing said aggrievedly.
Qi Weichen calmly pointed out: "When you sneaked out to play, you never thought of calling me."
Qi Muyang also curled his lips: "My biggest dream is to participate in activities with my parents."
"Isn't your biggest dream to get into University A?" Qi Weichen asked back.
The mother and son were silent for a moment, then decided to go all out and rushed over to act coquettishly. Qi Weichen could only hold one in each hand, and after holding his gaze for a long time, a smile finally revealed his eyes, which was considered a compromise with them.
After signing up, there was still a week before the sports meet, so everyone took the opportunity to practice. Qi Muyang had to practice the 400-meter relay with the treacherous ministers during the day, and after the evening self-study, he ran to the playground with his parents to practice the three-legged race. After two days of training, Qi Muyang complained bitterly and regretted signing up for the three-legged race for the 800th time.
"Mom, you have to keep up with our pace!" Qi Muyang was about to collapse. Every time Chu Qing was one step slower than them, his and Chu Qing's feet that were tied together were always pulled, and after a long time, the tied places turned red.
Chu Qing was also helpless: "It's not that I can't keep up, it's mainly because there's a height difference between us and our paces are different. Can't you just run in small steps?"
This girl always takes big steps, and I feel like she's being pulled whenever she runs.
Qi Muyang paused and said in great distress: "It would be great if I could control it."
"If you can't control yourself, there's nothing I can do." Chu Qing was helpless. She couldn't possibly grow another ten centimeters taller in these few days.
Qi Muyang untied the ropes on his feet in frustration: "No wonder the other classes are all groups of similar height."
Chu Qing sighed, she was not in a good mood, knowing how difficult it was to have three people and four legs, she might as well hang herself.
Qi Weichen calmly watched the mother and son who had failed to gain anything. After making sure that they were really in a bad mood, he slowly said, "There is actually another way."
The two of them immediately looked at him and asked in unison: "What's the solution?"
"Chu Qing stands in the middle, and the two of us stand on both sides." Qi Weichen said slowly.
Qi Muyang paused and laughed: "Dad, stop making trouble. She can't even keep up with just one foot tied. If she stands in the middle and ties both feet, can we still move?"
"Trust me." Qi Weichen said.
The mother and son looked at each other and then looked at him hesitantly.
After a week of practice, the sports meet finally began. The official start was marked by a mobilization meeting for the whole school, where all the teachers and students gathered in the playground to listen to the leaders' passionate speeches.
"Why was the process like this 20 years ago, and it's still the same 20 years later?" Chu Qing asked speechlessly.
Qi Weichen said calmly: "You've never met a classmate who sounded dignified before?"
"How could I not have encountered it? I've had it since kindergarten." Chu Qing answered immediately.
Qi Weichen: "That's right, they have grown up."
Chu Qing: “…” Glancing at the bald leader who was speaking, she felt that what Qi Weichen said made sense.
The mobilization meeting was over in just an hour, and then the first event began. The three-legged race and the relay race were tomorrow, and only the fat boy's shot put was this afternoon. The fat boy was afraid that they would not show their support for him, so he invited a few people to the supermarket as soon as the meeting was over.
After finally being able to rip off the fat guy, no one showed mercy, even Qi Weichen, who usually didn't like snacks, picked a bottle of drink. The fat guy felt pain in his flesh when he swiped his card, and he reminded them with a grimace: "Don't forget to come and cheer me up this afternoon."
"Don't worry, I won't forget you." Chu Qing promised.
After the other people gave him assurances again and again, he finally felt relieved and started to eat the bag of potato chips.
During the shot put competition in the afternoon, Chu Qing and the others came to the stadium to cheer as scheduled. The fat boy, who was about to go on stage, waved at them, and a group of teenagers immediately cheered for him, creating the effect of a mighty army. The fat boy was obviously very satisfied, and in front of everyone, he raised his arms like a bodybuilder.
Chu Qing said speechlessly: "Does he know that his arms are full of fat?" If there weren't so many people here, she really wanted to bury her face in Qi Weichen's arms and pretend that she was not among the people who cheered for the fat guy.
"He probably doesn't know. He probably thinks he has tendon meat." Qi Muyang looked disgusted.
The treacherous official who had shouted the loudest just now covered his face and said, "He is such a disgrace."
Gu Quan sneered: "I told you not to yell so loudly."
"How would I know he was that kind of person?" The treacherous minister glanced at him.
Just as he was about to say something else, Chen Xiu hissed and said with sparkling eyes, "It's started, it's started."
"Are you looking forward to it?" Chu Qing raised her eyebrows.
Chen Xiu nodded immediately and said a little embarrassedly: "I wanted to sign up for the shot put, but the teacher gave it to Fatty first, so I didn't sign up."
Chu Qing took a look at his chick-like body and twitched her lips: "The relay race suits you very well, it's great."
As the few people were talking, the competition officially began. Unlike other events, the shot put competition was really nothing to watch, so apart from the classmates and friends of the contestants, everyone else in the playground went to watch other competitions, and the shot put competition was quite quiet.
When it was the little fat boy's turn, Chu Qing was about to yawn. When she saw him coming on stage, she perked up: "Come on, Fatty!"
As soon as she shouted, others followed suit, and the scene became very lively. The fat man chuckled, rolled up his sleeves and started working vigorously. After throwing a ball, Chu Qing couldn't help but cheer, and finally woke up completely.
The fat boy lived up to his chubby body and the wall he climbed over to skip school. He was quite impressive and took third place in the competition, barely enough to get on the podium.
The friends clapped their hands in unison, and Chen Xiu excitedly rushed to him, constantly praising him for being so good. The little fat man saw his excitement and said, "You like shot put?"
"A little bit." Chen Xiu's face turned red with joy.
The little fat boy was happy: "Since you like it, why don't you join in?"
"He thinks that since you have already participated, it would not be good for him to participate as well." Chu Qing explained friendly.
The little fat boy said carelessly: "What's the big deal? It's just for fun. There's no extra points or material rewards. Rankings are not that important... But the competition is over. It's too late to talk about it. How about you throw it for fun?"
"Isn't this a bad idea?" Although Chen Xiu was hesitant, she still seemed to be moved.
Qi Muyang immediately said: "What's wrong with that? They've already finished the competition, can't they let people have some fun?"
"Yeah, give it a try!" The treacherous officials encouraged him. Chen Xiu rarely expressed what he liked, so of course they had to support him.
Chu Qing also encouraged them after hearing this. Even Gu Quan, who "disdained" to be with them, said something casually. Chen Xiu was about to roll up his sleeves and go forward, but Qi Weichen said calmly, "Have you practiced before?"
“…No, I just think it’s fun.” Chen Xiu said shyly.
Qi Weichen glanced at him and said, "It's easy to get hurt."
His words were more authoritative than anyone else's to Chen Xiu. After he said that, Chen Xiu immediately didn't dare to move. The little fat man quickly said, "Don't worry, it's okay. It's just a throw. It won't be a problem."
"Yes, go ahead!"
Encouraged by everyone, Chen Xiu took a deep breath, picked up the shot put with bright eyes, and got into position just like the fat boy had done just now.
"Tsk, you can tell at first glance that he has great potential." Chu Qing took the opportunity to praise him.
The treacherous minister followed suit: "Yes, maybe he can throw it farther than the fat man."
After being praised by everyone, Chen Xiu roared with all his might, spun around and threw the shot put out. At the moment when his posture was frozen, the shot put fell into the sand pit.
Everyone was silent for a moment, then they couldn't help but applaud. The fat guy sighed, "This is amazing. It's just a little bit different from mine."
"You threw it so well on your first try. You are really suitable for practicing this." Chu Qing was amazed. She never expected Chen Xiu to be so good.
Even Gu Quan, who always deserves a beating for his words, praised it: "It's really good."
"Are you okay?" Qi Weichen asked calmly amidst all the praise.
Everyone then turned their attention to Chen Xiu. They saw that Chen Xiu was still in the same posture as he had after throwing the shot put, standing there with a pale face.
Chu Qing had a bad feeling in her heart: "What's wrong with you?"
"It should be... I sprained my waist." Chen Xiu said stiffly.
Everyone: “…”
After a brief silence, there was chaos and confusion. When he was sent to the infirmary, the effects of the sprain had already set in. Chen Xiu collapsed on the hospital bed, groaning, and was obviously not feeling well.
"You are just fooling around. Who told you to play with shot put so casually? You just sprained it this time. If the shot put hits you, you will be killed, do you know?!" As expected, the school doctor scolded them again. The few people had to endure it. After he finished scolding and left, they surrounded Chen Xiu with sad faces.
At this moment, Qi Weichen and Chu Qing had already left, and only the few of them were left. The little fat man sighed, "I have discovered that you should not contradict Qi Shen. Every time you contradict him, you will get into trouble."
"If he didn't eat and drink water every day, I would really doubt whether he was a god." The treacherous minister had a complicated expression.
Qi Muyang glanced at them: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
The little fat boy said fearlessly: "Boss, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you and he have the same father, how can your IQ..."
Before he could finish his words, Qi Muyang was about to kill him. He was so scared that he ran away. At the critical moment, Chen Xiu saved him: "Boss..."
"... You just sprained it, don't talk to me in a dying tone." Qi Muyang looked at Chen Xiu speechlessly.
Just as Chen Xiu was about to move, he gasped in pain and immediately dared not move. He continued in a dying tone, "Boss, I'm afraid I can't make it. I can't participate in the relay race tomorrow. Please find someone else to replace me."
"It's come to this. Let's forget about the relay race. If it really doesn't work, let the fat guy go." Qi Muyang said casually.
The little fat boy quickly refused: "No, Boss, I'm not good at running. If I go, I will be embarrassed in front of the whole school."
"So what should we do now?" Qi Muyang asked impatiently. There were many projects tomorrow, and other people had to participate in other projects at the same time. Except for the little fat guy, whose task had been completed, he couldn't find anyone else for the time being.
The little fat man thought for a while and said, "Why don't we find Qi Shen? Boss, go and talk to him. He will definitely agree."
Qi Muyang's heart moved, and he pursed his lips for a long time: "I'll try."
"Okay!" The little fat boy felt stable immediately after hearing that.
Qi Muyang glanced at him sideways, then leaned over to the chair next to him and started playing games.
Classrooms were basically closed during the sports meet. Qi Muyang went straight back to the dormitory after dinner. When he entered the room, he saw Qi Weichen and was a little surprised: "You didn't date my mom?"
"She is sleepy, go back and catch up on her sleep." Qi Weichen said lightly.
Qi Muyang sighed: "My mother always goes to sleep after dinner recently. This habit is really bad."
"Yeah." Qi Weichen responded and didn't say anything else. Obviously, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his wife.
Qi Muyang hesitated for a moment, then walked forward with a dry laugh, patting his legs and pinching his shoulders in a flattering manner. Qi Weichen paused for a moment and said, "You want me to run the relay race with you tomorrow?"
Qi Muyang smiled awkwardly: "I really can't find anyone else. If you don't mind, can you help me..."
"good."
Qi Muyang was stunned: "Just agree to it?"
"What else?" Qi Weichen asked back.
Qi Muyang said dryly: "I thought you were going to reject me a few more times."
"Teacher Zhao is right. This is the last activity in your high school career. Although it doesn't make any difference to me, I'm still willing to help if it can give you some good memories," Qi Weichen paused and looked at him calmly, "I hope to bring happiness to my children, no matter how much."
The author has something to say: You can feel it, the countdown to high school life has begun, it should be over soon, and when the kids go to college, they should also wear it back.