Middle School Sports Meet

The older one gets, the faster time seems to pass.

In the blink of an eye.

Half a year had gone by.

Lin Zichen still felt as if he had only just arrived at Shanhai High School to complete his enrollment paperwork yesterday, yet before he knew it, the second semester of seventh grade had arrived.

To him, middle school life was no different from elementary school or kindergarten.

His seatmate was still Shen Qinghan.

He still read his own books openly during class.

After school, he still secretly engaged in high-intensity physical training behind his parents' backs.

The only difference was that after getting a mobile phone, he would often search for various instructional videos online when bored at night, learning new skills to arm himself.

Cooking, photography, driving, swimming, wilderness survival, and various sports—as long as he could find them online and felt they might be useful, he would learn them.

After all, with the blessing of [Heavenly Human Wisdom Root], he learned everything quickly, so he had to make good use of it and not waste his time.

During this period, in order to unlock the [Junior High School Bully] title by the end of seventh grade, Lin Zichen had been very proactive in showing off at school.

Throughout the past semester, he had ranked first in the entire school in every single exam, without exception.

Furthermore, he had taken the time to participate in various national middle school competitions.

These included mathematics, physics, chemistry, computer programming, and many others.

He won awards in every single one he entered.

Whether it was gold, silver, or bronze medals, first, second, or third-place prizes, or even specific rankings like first, second, or third place, he had taken them all.

In truth, if he had wanted to, he could have taken all the gold medals, first-place prizes, and top rankings.

But if he did that, he wouldn't just be a local prodigy; he would be a sensation across the country.

At that point, all sorts of media attention would come flooding in, and his peaceful life would inevitably be shattered, making it impossible to continue evolving quietly.

That was not the life he wanted.

The only reason he was so keen on showing off right now was simply to unlock the [Junior High School Bully] title as quickly as possible.

Therefore, maintaining his status as the top student in the school was sufficient.

As for performing any better than that, there was no need.

This day.

Lin Zichen set off from home, and just as he arrived at school and walked into the classroom, his homeroom teacher approached him, saying the school wanted him to host a study-sharing session that afternoon.

Over the past semester, his performance had been so astonishing that both teachers and students at the school were curious about how he studied.

The school leadership had long wanted him to hold this study-sharing session.

"Alright, I understand."

Lin Zichen nodded, then lowered his head to continue reading.

Seeing this, the homeroom teacher stopped bothering him.

His seatmate, Shen Qinghan, reached out with a smile and poked him, saying, "Xiao Chen, you're going to be in the spotlight again this afternoon. Are you excited?"

"It's alright," Lin Zichen said with a smile.

When he first started drawing attention, he actually enjoyed it quite a bit, feeling like a child of destiny.

But as it happened more often, it gradually became dull and uninteresting.

"Xiao Chen, you might think it's just 'alright,' but your little fan club won't see it that way. By this afternoon, the school's lecture hall will definitely be packed with them. I won't even have a seat."

Shen Qinghan found the thought overwhelming.

Because Lin Zichen was very handsome and his grades were exceptionally good, he had already captured a large number of young admirers after only half a year at Shanhai High School.

From seventh graders to ninth graders, there were many girls who adored him.

In just half a year, he had received over a hundred love letters.

"Don't worry, I'll have the principal save a front-row seat for you."

Lin Zichen said to Shen Qinghan nonchalantly while looking at his book.

Upon hearing this, Shen Qinghan felt wonderful inside.

The two didn't chat for long before they were busy with their own affairs.

Lin Zichen was silently reading his book.

Shen Qinghan was diligently working through test papers, striving to solve problems and improve her grades.

The curriculum of the Elite Class was far too advanced for her.

Not only were there many subjects, but the problems were difficult, and she found it very strenuous to keep up.

To stay on track with the class's progress, she had to spend more time studying, even staying at her desk to work on problems during breaks.

"Xiao Chen, I don't know how to do this problem, and I can't even understand the answer. Teach me."

Shen Qinghan picked up a physics test paper, placed it in front of Lin Zichen, and pointed with her pen at the final multiple-choice question regarding force analysis.

Lin Zichen gave the problem a quick glance, then immediately picked up his pen and paper and scooted closer to Shen Qinghan, teaching her the problem with their shoulders brushing against each other.

Seeing the two of them sitting so intimately, almost every girl in the class wore an expression of envy, deeply jealous that Shen Qinghan could have such a close relationship with Lin Zichen.

Time passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for the afternoon study sharing session.

When Lin Zichen arrived at the lecture hall, he discovered that it was just as Shen Qinghan had said; it was packed with his little fangirls.

However, what he cared about at this moment were not these fangirls, but the ten students sitting in the very front row.

He recognized the faces of these ten students, as he had often seen them on the school's Honor Roll; they were the top academic elites of the third-year junior high class.

He was genuinely surprised by this, never expecting that even the top students of the third year would come to listen to his study sharing session.

If word got out that third-year academic elites were listening to a first-year freshman share study methods, no one would likely believe it.

It seems I am already the overlord of this school when it comes to academics. As long as I dominate the school in sports next, I should be able to unlock the [Junior High School Bully] title.

Thinking of this, Lin Zichen couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement; he couldn't wait to show off his skills at the school sports meet next month.

Soon, the study sharing session began.

The ten academic elites sitting in the front row all pricked up their ears, listening intently for fear of missing a single detail.

Shen Qinghan, also sitting in the front row, was taking notes with full concentration.

Many girls sitting further back, seeing that Shen Qinghan—whose grades were otherwise unremarkable—could actually sit in the front row, were all envious that she was Lin Zichen's childhood friend and could receive such preferential treatment from him.

One month later.

Shanhai High School welcomed its 70th annual sports meet.

The scheduling was quite strange.

It was placed in April of the second semester rather than December of the first.

Furthermore, it wasn't held with much grandeur, lasting only a single day.

It was clear that Shanhai High School did not place much importance on the sports meet.

Even so, Lin Zichen was extremely excited.

Because, as long as he could dominate the entire field at the sports meet today, there was a high probability he would unlock the [Junior High School Bully] title, complete the [Dominate Nine-Year Compulsory Education] achievement, and thereby obtain the Biological Attribute [Survival of the Fittest].

"Students who have signed up for events, please report to your respective stations to check in! Failure to do so by the deadline will be considered a withdrawal!"

A physical education teacher acting as the head referee stood in the middle of the field, shouting through a megaphone.

Upon hearing this, Lin Zichen immediately went to check in.

He had signed up for individual events only: the 100-meter sprint representing speed, the running high jump representing agility, and the shot put representing strength.

"Junior Zichen, you must win the gold medal!"

"Junior Zichen, I'll be waiting for you at the finish line when you run the 100 meters later!"

"Go, Junior Zichen!"

"..."

While Lin Zichen was waiting in line to check in, several third-year senior girls nearby called out to him with beaming smiles.

Hearing their voices, he responded with a polite smile toward the seniors.

Seeing him smile at them, those seniors immediately covered their mouths and let out a series of lovestruck squeals.

A boy standing behind Lin Zichen in line felt his heart turn sour with jealousy at the sight.

He was a third-year student and a member of the school's Martial Arts Team. He possessed immense athletic talent and often represented the school in competitions.

Originally, he looked down on the sports meet as a game of house.

But upon learning that Lin Zichen was participating, he had specifically signed up to compete in order to intercept him.

All because a girl he had a crush on had become one of Lin Zichen's fangirls, a fact he found difficult to accept.

Hmph, you aren't as handsome as me, and your grades aren't as good as mine. Could it be that my athletic talent is inferior to yours? Just watch how I trample over you to snatch first place later!

The boy looked at Lin Zichen standing in front of him, thinking these thoughts, unable to wait to crush him mercilessly on the field.

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