"How could Zhang Zaowan possibly be a normal man!"
When the topic turned to Zhang Zhaomu, Chen Zhenzhen immediately launched into a long explanation. "First of all, he's actually quite immature; he's not mature enough to be called a man at all."
"Secondly, he has a very peculiar way of thinking. Sometimes he's incredibly narcissistic, and other times he seems remarkably clear-headed. You can never guess what kind of task he'll suddenly give you; a normal person definitely couldn't do it."
Finally, Zhang Zaowan has one very impressive quality: he is completely unaffected by negative emotions!
In conclusion, Zhang Zhaomu is abnormal in every way except for his appearance!
Wang Qianzi's expression was a little strained.
" Zhenzhen, although I know you like Zhang Zhaomu, you can't help but talk on and on when he's mentioned." "Don't talk nonsense, I don't like Zhang Zhaomu!" Chen Zhenzhen interrupted her as if on cue.
"Fine, fine, fine." Wang Qianzi looked defeated. "Let me finish what I have to say first."
"You completely missed the point I was trying to make. What I wanted to ask was, do you think Zhang Zhaomu is a normal man in that area?" She lowered her voice. "You know, in that aspect between men and women!"
Chen Zhenzhen said irritably, "You're so dirty-minded!"
"Even if you mean that, he's not normal. This guy's head is full of filthy thoughts!"
Wang Qianzi chuckled lightly, "No, that's normal. Boys are naturally full of dirty thoughts."
"But Zhang Zaowan is especially despicable! The most despicable of all!"
"Okay, okay." Wang Qianzi couldn't help but sigh again, "Think about it, Zhang Zhaomu is a normal guy who has dirty thoughts about girls, but Xiang Qing, to be honest, even I, as a girl, would be attracted to someone who looks like that."
"So... shouldn't you be more worried? What if they spark something and accidentally get together? You'll regret it then!"
"What... what kind of sparks could they possibly create?" Chen Zhenzhen said, but the image of Xiang Qing sitting on Zhang Zhaomu's lap that night involuntarily flashed through her mind.
"Who can say for sure about these things?" Wang Qianzi said earnestly, "But in any case, what you did today is definitely not good. Why did you think of asking Xiang Qing to come to the track and field with you?"
"This should have been a pleasant time for you and Zhang Zhaomu to be alone. The atmosphere on the track is so nice; who knows, you might have even started holding hands while running? You could even have used a little trick and said you were too tired to run anymore, and Zhang Zhaomu could have carried you home."
"You're overthinking it," Chen Zhenzhen said. "He and I are rivals tonight; there's no way we can have a pleasant time! Besides, Xiang Qing is his deskmate; even if I don't say anything, he will."
" Zhenzhen," Wang Qianzi couldn't help but cover her face, "Why are you so clueless? If you always treat your best buddies like this..."
If you treat Zhang Zhaomu the way you always do, you'll never take the next step!
Seeing that Chen Zhenzhen was about to argue again, Wang Qianzi raised her hand to interrupt her, "Fine, let's not talk about anything else, just look at what you're doing right now." She glanced back. "Why are you running so fast? What's the point of you, a girl, competing with Zhang Zhaomu in this regard? You're still so smug, while the two of them are chatting away like crazy!"
So Chen Zhenzhen couldn't help but glance back.
The two people ran side by side, and because they both had long legs, their steps were surprisingly synchronized.
Xiang Qing's face was beaming as she ran, turning her head to talk to Zhang Zhaomu.
She unconsciously slowed her pace.
For a fleeting moment, she even had the absurd thought that the two of them seemed somewhat well-matched.
No, no, I've been influenced by Qianqian again. Given the Little Mute's personality and my understanding of Zhang Zaowan, how could the plot possibly develop as Qianqian said? It definitely won't!
Speaking of which... Zhang Zaowan hasn't even broken a sweat yet! He doesn't look tired at all!
"Finally figured it out?" Wang Qianzi smiled with relief when she saw Chen Zhenzhen stop running forward blindly. "Go ahead, before they make a move, take the initiative and you'll definitely take them down in one fell swoop! Remember what I said earlier? You can pretend to sprain your ankle, and then naturally have Zhang Zhaomu carry you."
Chen Zhenzhen waved her hand, interrupting her. "Let's talk about that later. I feel like I'm going to lose. Qianqian, you're full of clever ideas, go and harass Zhang Zaowan for me."
Wang Qianzi: "?"
So you didn't listen to a thing I said!
So tiring. Why is my best friend so clueless? Even though Wang Qianzi prides herself on being a dating expert, she really feels like she can't cook without ingredients.
In the end, she didn't agree to his request to harass Zhang Zhaomu, after all, Wang Qianzi felt that she and Zhang Zhaomu weren't very close.
Fortunately, after slowing down, the four of them were finally able to run side by side.
Because of Wang Qianzi, Xiang Qing suddenly became socially anxious and stopped talking incessantly.
And so it turned into Zhang Zhaomu and Chen Zhenzhen's daily bickering again.
"You exude the aura of a weakling, Zhang Zaowan!" Chen Zhenzhen taunted, panting heavily. "If I hadn't gone easy on you, you wouldn't have been able to catch me tonight!"
"So, as I said, we're competing in endurance, not speed." Zhang Zhaomu rolled her eyes. "Wait, nobody can compete with you in endurance either. Come to think of it, you're just wasting your own time competing, aren't you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about. It sounds like a weak excuse you're making because you're afraid to oppose me."
Zhang Zhaomu: "You've really surprised me with your generosity. Can you apologize to me?"
"Absolutely impossible!"
Before they knew it, they had run five or six laps, and everyone began to breathe heavily.
To be honest, none of the people present exercise regularly, especially Zhang Zhaomu and Chen Zhenzhen.
Surprisingly, Xiang Qing was in the best condition among the four.
"No... I can't take it anymore!" Wang Qianzi was the first to surrender. With a pained expression, she said, "I can't run anymore. You guys continue, I'll wait for you in the stands."
Her purpose in coming here was simply to be with Chen Zhenzhen; there was absolutely no need for her to suffer like this.
"Okay..." Chen Zhenzhen's face was covered in sweat; she was actually nearing her limit. She glanced at Zhang Zhaomu beside her and sensed that he was also unsteady on his feet, about to collapse. So she tentatively said, "If you can't hold on any longer, just admit defeat. Don't push yourself too hard."
"We've only run... less than halfway," Zhang Zhaomu said, panting.
"Why are you doing this?" Chen Zhenzhen gritted her teeth, but could only continue to persevere.
Given Zhang Zhaomu's current condition, she simply didn't believe the other person could actually run the remaining four kilometers—that's ten laps!
"If he runs one more lap, he'll definitely give up!"
And so another lap ended.
Chen Zhenzhen was completely unable to move. She grabbed Zhang Zhaomu's clothes and said, "Okay... okay... let's call it a draw... is that alright?"
"I already told you I wasn't comparing myself to you." Zhang Zhaomu said with a hint of helplessness, then stopped walking. "You should go and rest. Oh, and don't sit down right away, walk slowly for a while first."
"And what about you?" Chen Zhenzhen asked incredulously, "You're still going to keep running? Your clothes are soaked with sweat!"
"Nine laps to go." Zhang Zhaomu tried to regulate his breathing. Although his lungs felt like they were on fire, he felt that the [ Fitness Expert ] was also constantly working its magic, as if it was desperately squeezing out all his strength from every cell in his body.
"You're awesome." Chen Zhenzhen finally faced reality and said, "I acknowledge your willpower. At Xinxi No. 1 High School, I call you the strongest!"
Then she looked at Xiang Qing and said, " Little Mute, are you still going to keep running?"
"Then I'll rest too," Xiang Qing said with a smile.
She hadn't reached her limit, but she was definitely tired, so she waved her little fist at Zhang Zhaomu and encouraged her, " Zhang Zhaomu, keep going!"
"Hmm." Zhang Zhaomu waved his hand and continued walking.
Eighth lap, ninth lap...
His body felt like it was on fire, but his spirits were becoming increasingly invigorated. In fact, Zhang Zhaomu felt a joy he had never experienced before.
But the others sitting on the sidelines thought differently.
Wang Qianzi's tone was a little strange as she leaned close to Chen Zhenzhen's ear and whispered, "Has your man suffered some kind of shock? I feel like he should have been too exhausted to run by now."
"I don't think he's been through anything." Chen Zhenzhen also started to worry, with terrifying words like "overexertion," "rhabdomyolysis," and even "cardiac arrest" constantly flashing through her mind.
" Zhang Zaowan can be incredibly stubborn sometimes. He might get stuck on something and insist on proving he can successfully challenge the Saitama Training Method, completely disregarding his own body..."
Thinking about this, Chen Zhenzhen became even more worried, and even regretted arguing with him earlier.
Perhaps his current insistence is partly due to being provoked by himself.
So Chen Zhenzhen stood up, her legs aching terribly, and jogged towards Zhang Zhaomu, blocking his path in the middle of the track.
" Zhang Zhaomu, stop running, your body can't take it."
Chen Zhenzhen usually only Zhang Zhaomu his real name when things are very serious.
"It's alright, I know what I'm doing." Zhang Zhaomu didn't stop walking, but maintained her rhythm by marching in place.
Chen Zhenzhen grabbed him. "What's there to count? You've run ten laps already, isn't that enough?"
"Five more laps," Zhang Zhaomu said. "Don't worry, it'll be quick. If you can't wait, you can go back first."
"Do you really have to finish the whole run in one go? You've never exercised before, how can you do such high-intensity exercise all at once? If you really can't, you can rest for a bit and then continue..." Chen Zhenzhen's eyes began to well up with tears as she became anxious.
Zhang Zhaomu paused for a moment, then finally stopped, reached out and ruffled the bun on her head, laughing, "You think I'd neglect my health for the sake of exercise?"
"I value my life very much, and I don't want to develop health problems at such a young age."
Seeing that Chen Zhenzhen remained unmoved, he sighed and said, "Fine, it seems I can't hide it from you anymore."
"Actually, I am a one-in-a-million athletic genius; my physical recovery ability is ten thousand times that of an ordinary person..."
Chen Zhenzhen, of course, didn't believe him.
However, the fact that this guy still had the mind to joke around put her at ease.
She slapped Zhang Zhaomu's hand away, laughing and scolding, "What's ten thousand times? You might as well just say you can be reborn from a drop of blood!"