School Field.
Cheng Xia rolled twice in the sand pit in front of everyone. Heartbroken and disheveled, she ran from the crowd amid cold stares and ridicule.
The genius sports student Yan Mu'en hurried over. He had already seen the path ahead of him: he wanted to become a star athlete, so he had to take care of his original fans.
"Cheng Xia, it's my fault for not jumping far enough." Yan Mu'en took the blame, attributing it to his own lack of strength.
"If I'd jumped 7.3 meters just now, you definitely wouldn't have been wronged!" Yan Mu'en's tone was mournful and indignant.
Of course, as a sports student, he knew how formidable Jiang Ning's result was. But Yan Mu'en had only practiced long jump for less than a year as well. His future was promising! Those words of comfort did make Cheng Xia feel a little better. She gazed at the tall, lean Yan Mu'en. Thinking of the powerful strength hidden beneath his youthful baby face, her heart fluttered.
To be fair, there were many handsome boys at No.4 Middle School, but love was a very strange thing.
In Yan Mu'en, she saw immense strength and upright values. He was steady and hardworking, advancing step by step toward becoming the strongest.
Even when others surpassed him, he never lost heart.
"Thank you, Mu'en," Cheng Xia said.
Yan Mu'en smiled brightly and promised solemnly, "Next time, I won't let you lose again."
He raised his fist and bumped it against Cheng Xia's.
Cheng Xia's girlish heart overflowed. Looking up at him, she felt like she could fight the whole world for him.
"I'll treat you to milk tea this afternoon!" Cheng Xia invited him.
Yan Mu'en shook his head and declined politely. "Forget it. I still have training tonight.