CH 44.3

100 Meter Champion (3)

“Ahhhh! First place! Our class’ sports representative is really the first place!” There were not many Class 9’s people at the side of the track and the few girls shrieked at the top of their lungs.

Suddenly, Niu Xiaoqing slapped her head, excitedly took out the stack of news manuscripts, and pulled out a sheet from it, rushing outside.

Several of her close friends shouted from behind her. “Hey, Xioaqing, where are you going?”

Niu Xioaqing puffed hard while running like a giant rabbit. “Submitting the manuscript!”

In the distance, many Class 9’s boys came over simultaneously.

Bai Jing dashed madly while shouting from afar, incoherent with excitement. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! First place, 100 meters! Ruan-ge, King! Damn it! Why didn’t I open a bet just now?!”

Ruan Qingmu lightly dodged, repulsively stayed out of his embrace, and turned his head to look at Qin Yuan.

“Hey, thank you,” he softly said with a vague smile in his peach-blossom eyes.

“Only provided the evidence of the actual result.”

Ruan Qingmu poked his head and admired the picture. “I’m thanking you for taking such a formidable picture of me. Oh, right. Can you send it to me?”

Qin Yuan looked at him, lowered his head, and tapped on his phone several times. “Wait a minute. I’ll help you remove the trash.”

Bai Jing poked his head to take a look and burst out laughing.

So vicious. The entire half of the picture had been cut, not leaving even a single strand of Lin Hua’s hair. Only their Ruan-ge remained alone in the image as if he was dancing with a red ribbon under the sunlight.

“Boss, boss, send the original picture to me. I will send it to the school forum, slapping his face hard!” Bai Jing said with a cheeky face.

Qin Yuan nodded and sent the original picture to him. Within seconds, this freshly-snapped picture was posted below the hot thread in the school’s sports competition, accompanied by a smug commentary: “Photographer: Class 1’s Boss, Student Qin Yuan!”

In the distance, Fu Songhua and Fang Li ran over, side by side.

The big loudspeaker hadn’t reported the latest result yet. Fang Li’s face was slightly red and urgently asked in a whisper, “Sports representative, h-how was it at your side?”

On the side, Bai Jing eagerly answered, “Our Ruan-ge is in first place! Hahaha. Lin Hua lost by 0.2 seconds!”

Fu Songhua staggered, nearly spraining his ankle out of shock. He raised his head to look at Qin Yuan’s expression and suddenly shouted out a “fuck.” Then he said, “Is this true?”

Qin Yuan stood there side-by-side with Ruan Qingmu. “Mm.”

Ruan Qingmu reached out a hand and pulled Fang Li from Fu Songhua’s side, slightly smiling and giving him a thumbs up. “Awesome.”

Fang Li’s face turned bright red and he smiled shyly with a faint glint in his eyes.

“Mm… You’re the awesome one.”

Fu Songhua hesitated and was about to make a few sour congratulatory remarks when the broadcast station reported the second class manuscript for that day.

“Dear students, we just received the latest result from the finals of the sophomore year’s boy 100 meters. Congratulations to sophomore year Class 9 Student Ruan Qingmu for getting a good result as first place! Now, please enjoy the latest manuscript by their class –”

“<<Like the flare when Hou Yi shot down the nine suns as swift as the heavenly gods on the soaring dragons* – Remember the newcomer in the race, the new athletic king, Student Ruan Qingmu>>.”

*T/N: A few lines from Du Fu’s poem with the title  <觀公孫大娘弟子舞劍器行并序>. The poet describes the appearance of a woman dancing a sword dance.

Fu Songhua caressed his chest and immediately made a vomiting action.

Ahhh, shameless. They used the description of an ancient time’s woman performing a sword dance to flatter their sports representative!

Bai Jing resentfully glared at him while cooly moving closer. “Are you pregnant? Remember to tell us if there’s a happy occasion, ah. We will help to think of a solution for you, whether you want to abort or keep it. Vomit, ah, vomit isn’t a solution.”

Fang Li let out a “pfff” and lowered his head to laugh. His usual shy expression was gone and a rare beautiful laugh was on his pretty face.

Fu Songhua was just about to beat Bai Jing, but he was suddenly baffled upon seeing Fang Li’s laughing face and stopped his action.

Forget about it. Forget it. It was fine for Bai Jing to say whatever as long as Fang Li could keep laughing happily and didn’t avoid everyone like what he had been doing these past few days. Not to mention being pregnant, he was also okay with giving birth.

He sighed and turned his head to look at his class monitor sincerely. “Boss, I feel our class’ publicity announcement didn’t do so hot in this domain, really.”

He sighed with lament. “Talking about being shameless, there’s nothing good to be said about Class 9’s publicity representative. Why were such disgusting things written about us?”

Qin Yuan indifferently looked at him and Ruan Qingmu at the side, wanting to say something but hesitated.

Ruan Qingmu looked at Fu Songhua, confidently arranging his hair. “It has nothing to do with the publicity representative. I wrote it myself.”

Fu Songhua: “O(≧口≦)O…”

Qin Yuan said: “Mm. I helped to fix it.”

Fu Songhua: “○| ̄|_…”

Damn it, it’s time to say goodbye now.

There was nothing to do now that the boss was joining hands with the enemy.