Agent Reborn: God-level Scholar

Chapter 29 Running is calculated

[I only love Jiajia: Chengzi, isn’t he your CP? Could it be that he likes the skills of that female anchor and doesn’t want you anymore?]

This friend was met by Cheng Xiaocheng online before. Although she is a girl, she is a good mid laner. She usually watches live broadcasts and happened to see Jiang Ye buying gifts, so she came to tell her.

Cheng Xiaocheng's face was livid with anger.

Even though that woman had two brushes, she didn't show her face and her voice wasn't as good as hers. Why did Jiang Ye give her a brushing gift?

Strong jealousy crawled all over her body, and Cheng Xiaocheng's vanity forced her to tell her friend that she knew about it and that she had asked Jiang Ye to do it. However, after playing the game, she was still so angry that she couldn't control herself.

"What's wrong with Orange?" Bai Feixue turned red with anger when she saw her.

Cheng Xiaocheng ignored her and unlocked his phone again. When he saw that "Summer"'s live broadcast tonight was at 7:30, he switched back to the WeChat interface and sent a cute emoticon to a boy with a black avatar in the list.

[Are you free tonight? How about we go crash a car with a female anchor?]

"Crash" in the game means that you and the host click on a game at the same time. As long as the rank matches, you will have the opportunity to play together.

Of course, you may bump into teammates or enemies.

Cheng Xiaocheng naturally wanted to hit the opposite side of "Xia Tian".

This friend of hers is a retired former professional player. Tonight, she asked him to beat "Xia Tian" violently, snipe her all night long, and beat her until her mentality exploded.

Who asked her to seduce Jiang Ye?

No one can touch her man.

Song Shuruo is still broadcasting, but the three-thousand-meter long-distance race is too long. Many people just watched it because it was interesting at first, but then everyone started doing their own thing, and they couldn't even watch Song Shuruo's broadcast anymore.

Finally, the last 500 meters came.

The announcement sounded on the field, which meant that the long-distance race was coming to an end. Two runners could not bear the scorching sun and fainted on the field and were carried off. There were three remaining runners.

Last year's champion, and a girl who is nearly 1.8 meters tall.

Then comes the midsummer night.

Whether it was from the sun or something else, her face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and even her left foot, which was visible to the naked eye, had slowed down a lot. From the beginning to the end, she did not slow down.

Suddenly, the girl who was 1.8 meters tall bumped into her.

I fell to the ground on a midsummer night.

Someone outside the field exclaimed, so then other people who were idle also looked towards her, and cheers rang out from all directions.

"Wow, how shameless!"

"What? Did he fall to death? Carry him to the back mountain and bury him."

Everyone laughed loudly, not caring about Sheng Xia Ye as a human being at all. She seemed to have become their after-dinner dessert, just for their enjoyment.

Song Shuruo ran boldly onto the track. It was the last lap anyway, so he didn't worry about getting in the way.

She stretched the microphone in front of Shengxia Ye, raised her voice and asked, "Shengxia Ye, do you think you can still stand up? There are still five hundred meters to go. If you fail to recover here, the first two thousand meters will be in vain."

Sheng Xia Ye originally had her head buried, but she stretched out the microphone and hit Sheng Xia Ye in the mouth.

She raised her face and saw Song Shuruo's camera lens. A bloodthirsty smile appeared on his pale, sweaty face. He was defeated but solemn, which made people shudder.

Song Shuruo was stunned for a moment, and then he heard the girl's cold tone, "It's not that easy to kill me."

Song Shuruo was confused when he heard this, and the next moment, Shengxia Ye got up from the ground, pushed her away and continued running forward.

The sun was mercilessly scorching the earth, and the field had the smell of baked plastic track.

Song Shuruo curled his lips and turned around, and suddenly saw a pool of blood where he had fallen on Midsummer Night just now.

She opened her mouth wide in shock and looked back at the girl's running back. Gradually, a sense of awe appeared in her eyes.

On a midsummer night, I endured the stinging pain in the soles of my feet and ran faster when I reached the node.

The audience outside the venue finally stood up excitedly.

In the three-thousand-meter long-distance race, who will win this year's championship? Is it this female athlete who looks to have a great physique and outstanding height, or is it last year's champion?

No one would associate the honor of a laurel crown with an animal like Midsummer Night.

But she faced countless mocking and indifferent looks, and in the last ten meters she passed the 1.8 meter girl.

"Come on Zhang Chaoran!"

"Zhang Chaoran, come on! Are you going to be robbed of your fame by a beast?"

The crowd started shouting, and everyone was cheering for contestant No. 5.

She clearly hasn't won the championship yet, and all the applause and cheers belong to her. It seems that she has persisted on the court until now, even if she falls, she still catches up with others. She is just a transparent figure.

On a midsummer night, I felt my eyes getting darker and darker, and I felt dizzy.

Those cheers seemed to be coming from far away, and gradually she couldn't hear them clearly.

Zhao Chaoran speeded up amidst the cheers, and Shengxia Ye also ran forward with all his strength——

My eyesight turned dark.

The ground should be hard and hot, but she fell into the soft ground.

Who could have such a big heart?

Before she could clearly see the person hugging her, she lost all consciousness.

When I woke up on a midsummer night, I found myself in the school infirmary. Standing on the side of the bed was a man in a suit and leather shoes with a tall figure.

"elder brother?"

She opened her mouth uncertainly and wanted to get up from the bed, but the pain in her soles was so painful that she groaned in pain.

Gu Fengchen turned around. His expression was cold and majestic when he was talking to the doctor. He turned back to look at Shengxia Ye, and his eyes immediately softened a bit.

He walked to the bed and sat down, gently supporting her and letting her lean into his arms.

"Didn't you leave..."

"I talked to your principal about something."

Speaking of this, Gu Fengchen looked a little colder, "Why do you still insist on long-distance running when you are so seriously injured? Your legs are made of iron, don't you want them anymore?"

He had already realized the danger when he saw her running posture outside the field just now.

And where she ran, there was a shallow trail of blood.

He caught her at the last moment, and the girl held her in his arms. She was so light and weightless, and he didn't know how much harsh treatment he had received.

"The doctor just took out a long nail from the bottom of your foot. You..."

Facing the girl's misty peach blossom eyes, those harsh words kept repeating in his throat, but finally he couldn't bear to blame her anymore. He suppressed those words and only asked her in a deep and dull voice, "Are you not in pain?"

?"

As a grown man, he was suffocated for a moment when he saw the pulled out nail.

How on earth did she persist in running three thousand meters?

"Thank you for sending me to the infirmary."

She looked at him with bright eyes on a midsummer night, and even though her lips were pale, her grateful smile was unambiguous at all, "My physical strength is only enough to support me to three thousand meters. If my brother doesn't come, I'm afraid I will die."

(End of chapter)