The school field erupted with cheers more fervent than for any previous event, causing an even greater sensation.
The handsome, short-haired Yang Sheng had already been ahead of everyone else, and in the end, she charged across the finish line carrying the flag.
She swung the flag in a circle on the field while the second-place contestant had yet to reach the finish line.
The class monitor, Chen Siyu, Bai Yuxia, and the boys from the class all gathered around to congratulate Yang Sheng on taking first place.
Only then did Li Shi arrive late, her long legs swinging as she ran.
She stood at the finish line, gasping for breath.
Yang Sheng had been too fast. No matter what, she had never expected Yang Sheng's physical fitness to be so good. Even Hu Mengqing, a sports student from the second year of high school, could only eat dust behind her.
She had lost... lost miserably. The gap between them was on an entirely different level.
Regret lingered in Li Shi's heart. Anger, unwillingness, shame—every kind of emotion tangled together.
Cui Yu did not go looking for Yang Sheng. Instead, he sauntered over to Li Shi, looked over her pair of alluring long legs, and gave an inexplicable smile.
Even though Li Shi had lost the race, she was not someone a lackey like Cui Yu could bully. Her face turned cold. "Get lost."
Who was Cui Yu? If he were the kind of person to be scared, he would not be Cui Yu.
"Tsk, tsk. Class 8 welcomes you."
With that, Cui Yu swaggered away.
After ten whole minutes of celebration over the commotion Yang Sheng had caused, everyone's enthusiasm gradually faded.
She returned to Class 8's base, where Yang Sheng sat in Jiang Ning's former throne.
Chen Siyu,