Chapter 457 Wang Lingyu kisses Qi Yan
Wang Lingyu turned his head, heard the referee's password, and made preparations, while expecting Zhu Di to cheer him on.
However, at this time, the referee gave an order, and Zhu Di's loud voice cheered in his ears, but the name he called was not his——
"Feng Jue, come on! Class 1, come on!"
Wang Lingyu stumbled and fell to the ground as soon as he got up to run.
Qi Yan and Xu Xuanyan next to her were also stunned.
"Hey, why did Wang Lingyu fall?"
"Sports students actually make such low-level mistakes, it's really good."
Lu Mao and the others were taken aback when they noticed, and then started the ruthless mocking mode.
The people around him rushed out like an arrow from the string. Wang Lingyu propped his hands on the ground, only feeling the burning pain in his face. Even if he got up and chased immediately, he was still a long way behind. The eight-man group stage only finished third.
And the first one turned out to be Feng Jue.
At the finish line, when they heard the result shouted out by the referee, the onlookers instantly erupted.
"Damn it, 6.5 seconds?"
"What's the record in our school? What time is it at seven or six?"
"A dark horse at the beginning, looking at the weak man, I didn't expect to be so fierce!"
Lu Mao came over to hear the results, and excitedly slapped him on the shoulder, "Awesome, Feng Jue, with these results, he can enter the national team!"
"Wipe off the sweat." Gu Yang handed Feng Jue a clean towel.
Zhu Di was also rarely excited: "If we can maintain this level in the final, the gold medal will be secured!"
Wang Lingyu's face hurt even more when he heard this.
He gave Feng Jue a hard look, ran up to the referee unwillingly, and pointed at Feng Jue: "His score is so outrageous, he must have robbed him, shouldn't he start the test again?"
Referee Xiao Yize glanced at him lightly, "I'm not blind, and neither are the referees at the starting point."
Besides, he could see clearly that that boy Feng Jue had obviously let the water go. It's almost at this level for the strange warrior to run around casually.
Zhu Di immediately refused to accept Wang Lingyu's question, "Wang Lingyu, you can't afford to lose, can you? So many people watched and didn't say that Feng Jue ran away, but you can still see Feng Jue even if you fall to the ground. Jue ran away? Are the eyes on the forehead?"
Wang Lingyu blushed with anger, but he felt ashamed about this.
He was about to say a few words to defend himself, but then Zhu Di, Gu Yang and the others had already left in a hurry to cheer for the next game.
Listening to their talking and laughing, Wang Lingyu was both irritable and depressed. Zhu Di really doesn't seem to care about him anymore...
"What should I do now?" Wang Lingyu looked at Qi Yan, scratching his hair irritably, "The method you said doesn't work at all."
Before he got close to other girls, Zhu Di would definitely go crazy, wishing to drive them away from him. But just now when he was intimate with Qi Yan, Zhu Di seemed to be blind.
"Maybe we seem too buddies and not close enough?" Qi Yan leaned into his ear and whispered a few words, Wang Lingyu looked at him suspiciously and nodded.
There are not many events in the morning, Feng Jue has no other events for the time being after running 50 meters, and Gu Jin throws a shot put.
Gu Yang watched from the side, always feeling that the big brother and sister controlled the strength so as not to throw the ball out of bounds.
"Fuck, Wang Lingyu won't be with Qi Yan, right?" Lu Mao tugged at the corner of Zhu Di's clothes, motioning her to look over.
Gu Yang and the others looked in the direction Lu Mao pointed, and saw Wang Lingyu kissing Qi Yan on the track not far away.
(end of this chapter)