CH 45.2

Rising Against the Wind (2)

Under his feet were a pair of limited edition sneakers, also white with a few stripes of dark gold. As he jogged over, it was as if a distant mountain was cloaked in snow and ice, with the sunlight framing the top in sparkling gold – the view was definitely something to behold.

Many girls secretly raised their phones, stealthily taking pictures of him.

Not far away, Lin Huan and several of Class 6’s boys stood on the side, looking at Ruan Qingmu by the side of the race tracks with bad expressions on their faces.

“Damn, our class’ Old Yuan didn’t get the chance to kill him this morning. He’s lucky.”

In the morning, at the boys’ 400 meters hurdles, the Class 6 had their people observe Ruan Qingmu and secretly bumped him. In the end, that guy seemed to catch on and dodge each time, only slightly swaying and bumping against the hurdles, which caused Old Yuan to lose his balance and tumble as a result.

At last, he even won third place in the race. God truly had no eyes*!

*T/N:  Bad guy who did wrong things but didn’t get the punishment that they deserve.

Lin Hua fiercely looked at Ruan Qingmu and clenched his teeth, cursing him in a whisper, “Fucking bitch. See how I kill him in the 1500 meters later.”

Qin Yuan was jogging nearby when he suddenly lifted his head and gave them a sharp look.

The person beside Lin Hua caught a glimpse of Qin Yuan and hastily pulled the corner of Lin Hua’s shirt. “Shh, keep your voice down.”

Ruan Qingmu was being surrounded by the boys from his class when out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of the familiar figure walking his way and he involuntarily glanced over.

With this glance, he couldn’t help but snort once.

Tch. He directly walked in front of that beautiful senior sister and went on to strike up a conversation with her.

Oh, he had even seriously nodded, giving her a very focused and sincere look.

The referee teacher stood at the starting line and shouted, “Here, here, sign your name and check-in.”

At the side of the race track, Class 9’s students, who were gathered around Ruan Qingmu, scattered in a clamor and ran honestly to the outer circle. “Go sports representative!”

“Let Class 1 die!”

Bai Jing and Huang Ya were passionately cheering when someone suddenly pushed them aside. “Get out of the way. Good dogs won’t block the road.”

Bai Jing turned his head and immediately shrank his neck. Fuck, a bunch of Class 1’s people was behind them. Each of them had an overbearing look on their face.

Fu Songhua gave them a fierce glare. It was one thing to eat together, but now it was another to fight face to face and they had even wanted to kill their class president. Looking at their abilities, why didn’t they just ascend to heaven*?

*T/N:  Doing an impossible thing

Qin Yuan went to the referee teacher to sign his name, lifted his feet, and finally walked to Ruan Qingmu’s side, standing calmly and beginning to do simple stretches.

Ruan Qingmu turned his head, squinting at him. “You’ve come?”

He was dressed in a pure black sports vest and shorts, undeniably revealing his long arms and legs, which were rarely exposed and appeared dazzlingly white right then.

His hair was longer than when he started school and he usually left it loose. But he had to run today and he was afraid that his long hair would obscure his vision and the sweat would hinder him in the race. He found a red hairband and casually tied it around his forehead so that all his black hair was tied back, showing off all of his white forehead and giving him a different kind of arrogance.

Qin Yuan indifferently responded, “Mm.”

Ruan Qingmu suddenly beckoned his hand to the side. Niu Xiaoqing immediately ran over and proudly handed him a piece of paper.

Ruan Qingmu grasped it with two fingers and coolly handed it to Qin Yuan. “Here, if you have the ability, use this draft sheet.”

Qin Yuan lowered his head to look at it, the corners of his mouth rising briefly for a moment. “Okay, I’ll use this.”

<<Happy to see Class X won again, a report of victory from the field! – recording the brilliant instant on the race track>>. The name inside hadn’t been filled in, so the names could be easily inserted at any time.

When they wrote the drafts all night long in the dorm room last time, they had casually said this as a joke.

Whoever won could use this publicity draft.

“Oh, right. There are more people from your class coming to cheer now,” Qin Yuan suddenly said this out of nowhere.

Ruan Qingmu squinted his pair of peach blossom eyes and carefully looked at him.

“Have you seen through it?”

Qin Yuan softly let out a sigh. “I just thought of it too.”

Unfortunately, Fu Songhua, that idiot, was still completely in the dark.

Ruan Qingmu suddenly let out a light laugh. Although his voice wasn’t loud, it was proud and open.

He bent down while smiling and joined Qin Yuan side-by-side, exercising his ankle. “If you want to win at anything, you have to use your brain.”

Qin Yuan turned his head. There was a glint in his pair of phoenix eyes. “Even if everyone in your class participated, the overall scores are still slightly lower than ours.”

Just now, when he heard the boy talking again about how there was no one cheering anywhere in the Class 9 arena in other events, he finally thought of something.

No, he had seen with his own eyes that Ruan Qingmu was surrounded by more and more companions every day. He had also seen with his own eyes that their little class monitor and publicity representative were dead set against Ruan Qingmu. The current Class 9 was already different from back then and couldn’t possibly be a scattered mess any longer.

He and Fu Songhua had overlooked this matter.