In the blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed.
Class 1 of the Elite Class in Grade 1 was facing the day they would challenge Class 6, the strongest ordinary class in Grade 2.
The match was scheduled for 8 a.m. that Saturday.
It would be held in the school gymnasium.
For that, Lin Zichen and Shen Qinghan got up early and left for school before 6 a.m.
The match would begin at 8, so they needed to get to the gym at least an hour early to warm up.
They'd gotten up so early that their parents were still asleep and hadn't made breakfast. The two of them went into a roadside breakfast shop on empty stomachs and ordered two bowls of lean pork congee with pork offal.
While they were eating, Shen Qinghan patted Lin Zichen and pointed quietly toward a corner of the shop.
"Xiao Chen, isn't that boy over there Zhang Kai's cousin?"
"Zhang Kai's cousin?"
Lin Zichen followed Shen Qinghan's gaze. A familiar-looking blond-haired boy came into view. It really was Zhang Kai's cousin.
The boy was having breakfast with a middle-aged man. They looked like father and son.
Lin Zichen only glanced at them and didn't pay much attention. He quickly lowered his head and continued drinking his congee. But since they were sitting nearby, he couldn't help overhearing their conversation.
"Dad, I want to buy a motorcycle."
"Buy what? Your cousin broke his leg in a crash not long ago, and they had to amputate it. He can't afford a prosthetic, so he'll be stuck in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. You've already forgotten?"
"Then I won't buy one..."
"That's more like it. Your cousin lost his leg, but the motorcycle wasn't wrecked. It still runs.