"Little old Qiu Chengye was nothing to fear."
Xie Mi stepped forward, not shying away from Qiu Chengye's hostile gaze at all. "Go on, then. How are we competing among ourselves?"
"Since it's a race, naturally we'll compete on speed. We-"
Before Qiu Chengye could finish, Director Niu was already urging their first runners to take their places.
With one long stride and a sliding tackle, Xie Mi successfully rushed to the starting line.
"I'm running the first leg."
Qiu Chengye: "?"
Xie Mi turned back and waved the baton in her hand at him. "Just tell me that wasn't fast enough."
Qiu Chengye: "..."
Fuck!
Xie Mi was running Team A's first leg, and Xu Shuangrong was running Team B's. Once both were ready at the starting line, Director Niu blew his whistle.
The instant the whistle sounded, Xie Mi shot forward with her knees pumping high, as though she came with sprint effects, trailing sparks and lightning as she immediately left Xu Shuangrong a good way behind.
Trailing behind, Xu Shuangrong gave chase with a tense expression, discreetly exchanging a look with Yu Jinche across from her.
Yu Jinche was Team A's second runner, and the person about to take the baton from Xie Mi.
A faint smile curved his lips. After receiving Xu Shuangrong's look, he deliberately let his hand slip and missed his grip on the baton Xie Mi offered.
The baton instantly flew away, tracing a perfect parabola through the air.
[It's over!!]
[A botched handoff! That's fatal!]
[Yu Jinche couldn't outrun their second runner, Xiao Jingxi, to begin with. If they lose the lead from the first leg too, they're definitely done for.]
[Danger!!!]
Seeing this, Xu Shuangrong's lips curved slightly upward. She kept running briskly; in just a few more steps, she could