CH 41.2
I’m Only Looking at you (2)
The boy beside him was slightly dazed by all the information. “S-Striving to be first and fearing to be last? Does it mean making a false start?”
Ruan Qingmu sent a cool glance at him. “To retreat three day’s march is something that happened to the King of the Chu State and Prince Chong-er of the Jin Empire during the Spring and Autumn period. Striving to be first and fearing to be last is the classical story of the race competition between Zhao Xiangzi and Wang Yuqi. Whether in a war or competition, you must pay attention to the skill and strategy if you want to win.”
“Ah… Ruan-ge, what are you saying?!”
Ruan Qingmu looked at the several boy’s dazed expressions. Just let it be. They wouldn’t understand.
He looked at everyone in the classroom. “In short, listen to my arrangement tomorrow. You can tell me if you really don’t want to change categories.”
Bai Jing and the others exchanged glances. Fang Li agreed right away. “Mm, I’m okay with anything.”
Ruan Qingmu sighed. “I mean, everyone should listen to me as much as possible.”
It wouldn’t be easy leading his classmates, ah. Would he still need to explain to his subordinates if this was in his previous life?
Suddenly, he thought of someone.
That person would probably understand without any need for further explanation, right?
***
In the last period on the following day, PE class.
On the east side of the sports field, Bai Jing took his phone and hesitatingly looked at Ruan Qingmu. “So, I’ll send it to them? Really don’t need to add some fake stuff?”
Ruan Qingmu lay on the grass and lazily pulled a handful of grass. “Do you not want your reputation as Bai Xiaosheng anymore?”
Bai Jing clenched his teeth. “Damn, I’ll throw caution to the wind. I’d rather sacrifice my reputation to screw them!”
“No need. Give him the real one.” Ruan Qingmu laughed. “You only need to add one sentence, saying you can’t guarantee whether there’s an error in the information. It will do.”
Bai Jing scratched his head. “Oh, okay.”
Ruan Qingmu rubbed the grass stalk in his hand, his fingertips becoming slightly tinged with green. “Oh, right. Send the situation of our class registration form yesterday to him too.”
Bai Jing’s hand shook. Huang Ya at the side became anxious. “Why?”
Ruan Qingmu squinted his eyes. “Stop talking nonsense. Just follow my orders.”
Across the middle line of the sports field, Fu Songhua looked at the file he had just received and quickly sent 200 yuan over. “Here. You’ve collected everything. Thanks!”
He excitedly ran to the other side. “Class monitor, the information has arrived! Eh?”
He hesitatingly opened the other file Bai Jing had sent. “Class 9’s?”
He quickly replied. “What are you doing? Didn’t you say you wouldn’t sell your class’ information?”
On the other side, Bai Jing replied with a beam, “Our sports representative told me to tell you that this is a gift. No need to pay for it.”
Fu Songhua opened and looked at the file, blurting out a ‘fuck.’ “Damn, it must be a fake one. Fang Li will run the 5000 meters?!”
Qin Yuan reached out to take his phone, looked at the conversation between him and Bai Jing, tapped it a few times, and deleted the received file.
“Ahhh. Class monitor, it was bought with money!” Fu Songhua screamed, “What are you doing?”
Qin Yuan raised his head and looked at the faraway Class 9 on the other side.
Under the huge camphor tree, the Class 9’s students gathered together and surrounded that familiar figure. They were in the middle of a discussion.
Amongst the crowd of people, that youth wore a lazy expression.
Qin Yuan slowly withdrew his gaze. “Now that you know it was sent under their sports representative’s command, would you still believe it?”
Fu Songhua scratched his head in distress. “M-Most of it should be real, right? It was only mixed with a few fake ones?”
“No matter if it’s genuine or fake, you’lll be overly suspicious when arranging the athlete’s lineup since you already have doubts.” Qin Yuan indifferently said, “You will fall right into his trap then.”
Fu Songhua looked at him in shock. “Class monitor, what are you saying? That this is a trick?”
Qin Yuan faintly lowered his eyes. “Right.”
Fu Songhua covered his chest in pain. “Boss, my heart hurts. That’s 200 yuan!”
“I’ll make it up to you.”
“Don’t!” Fu Songhua immediately turned heroic. “Lao-zi is the sports representative. I’m happy to spend money.”
His parents were both high-achievers. Although his family wasn’t exactly a big shot, they had never worried about food or clothing. There was also never a lack of living expenses for this only son.
Beside him, a boy in his dorm clicked his tongue while shaking his head. “Old Fu, what kind of plan is this? You spent two hundred yuan on buying garbage. Class 9 at that side must be enjoying their laugh very much.”
“Hahahaha. Did Bai Xiaosheng become the biggest winner?”
Fu Songhua suddenly seemed to think of something. He frowned and looked at Class 9’s side.
***
A boy from Class 9 ran from a printing store in the distance, holding several form sheets with ink that hadn’t dried yet. “Ruan-ge, the printing is done!”
Ruan Qingmu sat up, leaned against the tree trunk, picked up the information collected by Bai Jing, and silently looked at it again. After looking at it for a while, he began to write and draw. After a long time, he let out a sigh again.
Bai Jing and the others didn’t dare to breathe too loudly. They stood at the side and watched as he made messy markings on the paper, sneakily glancing at it from time to time.
“I think Ruan-ge’s serious look is very cool.”
“It’s very sexy.”
Ruan Qingmu lifted his feet and gave Huang Ya, who was praising him as sexy, a kick in the butt. “You don’t need to change your three categories. Bai Jing, change your 200 meters into 400 meters.”
“Ohh, why?”
“Anyway, you’re only blindly running. There are many strong runners in the 400 meters, but ordinary people actually don’t dare to sign up for it. If you go and drift into sixth place, you can get some points.” Ruan Qingmu held the pen in his hand. After pondering for a moment, he shouted at Fang Li, who was quietly sitting in the distance, “Can you really run in the 5000 meters?”
Fang Li turned his head and softly said, “I can.”
The boy beside him was slightly dazed by all the information. “S-Striving to be first and fearing to be last? Does it mean making a false start?”
Ruan Qingmu sent a cool glance at him. “To retreat three day’s march is something that happened to the King of the Chu State and Prince Chong-er of the Jin Empire during the Spring and Autumn period. Striving to be first and fearing to be last is the classical story of the race competition between Zhao Xiangzi and Wang Yuqi. Whether in a war or competition, you must pay attention to the skill and strategy if you want to win.”
“Ah… Ruan-ge, what are you saying?!”
Ruan Qingmu looked at the several boy’s dazed expressions. Just let it be. They wouldn’t understand.
He looked at everyone in the classroom. “In short, listen to my arrangement tomorrow. You can tell me if you really don’t want to change categories.”
Bai Jing and the others exchanged glances. Fang Li agreed right away. “Mm, I’m okay with anything.”
Ruan Qingmu sighed. “I mean, everyone should listen to me as much as possible.”
It wouldn’t be easy leading his classmates, ah. Would he still need to explain to his subordinates if this was in his previous life?
Suddenly, he thought of someone.
That person would probably understand without any need for further explanation, right?
***
In the last period on the following day, PE class.
On the east side of the sports field, Bai Jing took his phone and hesitatingly looked at Ruan Qingmu. “So, I’ll send it to them? Really don’t need to add some fake stuff?”
Ruan Qingmu lay on the grass and lazily pulled a handful of grass. “Do you not want your reputation as Bai Xiaosheng anymore?”
Bai Jing clenched his teeth. “Damn, I’ll throw caution to the wind. I’d rather sacrifice my reputation to screw them!”
“No need. Give him the real one.” Ruan Qingmu laughed. “You only need to add one sentence, saying you can’t guarantee whether there’s an error in the information. It will do.”
Bai Jing scratched his head. “Oh, okay.”
Ruan Qingmu rubbed the grass stalk in his hand, his fingertips becoming slightly tinged with green. “Oh, right. Send the situation of our class registration form yesterday to him too.”
Bai Jing’s hand shook. Huang Ya at the side became anxious. “Why?”
Ruan Qingmu squinted his eyes. “Stop talking nonsense. Just follow my orders.”
Across the middle line of the sports field, Fu Songhua looked at the file he had just received and quickly sent 200 yuan over. “Here. You’ve collected everything. Thanks!”
He excitedly ran to the other side. “Class monitor, the information has arrived! Eh?”
He hesitatingly opened the other file Bai Jing had sent. “Class 9’s?”
He quickly replied. “What are you doing? Didn’t you say you wouldn’t sell your class’ information?”
On the other side, Bai Jing replied with a beam, “Our sports representative told me to tell you that this is a gift. No need to pay for it.”
Fu Songhua opened and looked at the file, blurting out a ‘fuck.’ “Damn, it must be a fake one. Fang Li will run the 5000 meters?!”
Qin Yuan reached out to take his phone, looked at the conversation between him and Bai Jing, tapped it a few times, and deleted the received file.
“Ahhh. Class monitor, it was bought with money!” Fu Songhua screamed, “What are you doing?”
Qin Yuan raised his head and looked at the faraway Class 9 on the other side.
Under the huge camphor tree, the Class 9’s students gathered together and surrounded that familiar figure. They were in the middle of a discussion.
Amongst the crowd of people, that youth wore a lazy expression.
Qin Yuan slowly withdrew his gaze. “Now that you know it was sent under their sports representative’s command, would you still believe it?”
Fu Songhua scratched his head in distress. “M-Most of it should be real, right? It was only mixed with a few fake ones?”
“No matter if it’s genuine or fake, you’lll be overly suspicious when arranging the athlete’s lineup since you already have doubts.” Qin Yuan indifferently said, “You will fall right into his trap then.”
Fu Songhua looked at him in shock. “Class monitor, what are you saying? That this is a trick?”
Qin Yuan faintly lowered his eyes. “Right.”
Fu Songhua covered his chest in pain. “Boss, my heart hurts. That’s 200 yuan!”
“I’ll make it up to you.”
“Don’t!” Fu Songhua immediately turned heroic. “Lao-zi is the sports representative. I’m happy to spend money.”
His parents were both high-achievers. Although his family wasn’t exactly a big shot, they had never worried about food or clothing. There was also never a lack of living expenses for this only son.
Beside him, a boy in his dorm clicked his tongue while shaking his head. “Old Fu, what kind of plan is this? You spent two hundred yuan on buying garbage. Class 9 at that side must be enjoying their laugh very much.”
“Hahahaha. Did Bai Xiaosheng become the biggest winner?”
Fu Songhua suddenly seemed to think of something. He frowned and looked at Class 9’s side.
***
A boy from Class 9 ran from a printing store in the distance, holding several form sheets with ink that hadn’t dried yet. “Ruan-ge, the printing is done!”
Ruan Qingmu sat up, leaned against the tree trunk, picked up the information collected by Bai Jing, and silently looked at it again. After looking at it for a while, he began to write and draw. After a long time, he let out a sigh again.
Bai Jing and the others didn’t dare to breathe too loudly. They stood at the side and watched as he made messy markings on the paper, sneakily glancing at it from time to time.
“I think Ruan-ge’s serious look is very cool.”
“It’s very sexy.”
Ruan Qingmu lifted his feet and gave Huang Ya, who was praising him as sexy, a kick in the butt. “You don’t need to change your three categories. Bai Jing, change your 200 meters into 400 meters.”
“Ohh, why?”
“Anyway, you’re only blindly running. There are many strong runners in the 400 meters, but ordinary people actually don’t dare to sign up for it. If you go and drift into sixth place, you can get some points.” Ruan Qingmu held the pen in his hand. After pondering for a moment, he shouted at Fang Li, who was quietly sitting in the distance, “Can you really run in the 5000 meters?”
Fang Li turned his head and softly said, “I can.”
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