Chapter 50: Come, Learn from Me—Ah—【Second Update】

Of course, Lu Yuanqiu hadn’t participated in the previous two sports meets either.

On the podium, the girl with glasses was reading the cheerleading script with great enthusiasm.

At this moment, she also noticed that the boy running on the track was the same youth who had snatched her microphone yesterday. As she recited the script, she couldn’t help but spare some attention for him.

Huh? He’s running so fast? She hadn’t expected this guy to be so impressive.

Quickly, they reached the second lap. Lu Yuanqiu gritted his teeth, veins bulging, and began his 400-meter sprint.

Beside him came the low, engine-like growl of Mao Sheng, who turned his head with a serious expression, watching grimly as Lu Yuanqiu slowly overtook him and then gazed intently at Lu Yuanqiu’s retreating back!

With a solemn face, he was left behind by Lu Yuanqiu!

Impossible!

This was absolutely impossible!

Mao Sheng was thinking very seriously.

Before the race, Lu Yuanqiu had seemed so timid he didn’t even dare look at him.

Could it be that he was just pretending to be weak all along?

Damn you, Lu Yuanqiu, you’re not playing fair!

Mao Sheng cursed his opponent in his heart.

Damn, the physical boost that came with being reborn is truly exhilarating!

Lu Yuanqiu led the pack, cackling inwardly.

Granted, his speed wasn’t on par with national or world champions, but he was already quite amazed at himself.

What he was most proud of, however, was the supernatural dunking ability granted to him by his second chance at life.

This skill alone was enough to make him famous throughout Lucheng No. 7 High School—among both the boys and the girls. No exaggeration whatsoever.

Of course, he needed a proper basketball game to showcase it.

On the second lap, Lu Yuanqiu crossed the finish line first, with no suspense at all.

He was gasping for breath like a bull, one hand on his waist, feet planted on the finish line like a king, faint steam rising from his broad back.

The 800 meters was always a highlight, and once underway, it inevitably drew all eyes.

Many of the girls’ gazes towards Lu Yuanqiu grew complicated.

This was truly a moment saturated with surging hormones.

“Lu Yuanqiu! You’re incredible! I love you, you rascal!”

Their homeroom teacher, Liu Wei, shouted, jumping up in joy like an excited child.

Lu Yuanqiu raised his eyebrows at her, full of pride.

The entire Class 28 cheered wildly for Lu Yuanqiu, save for Zhang Bowen.

Zhang Bowen suddenly wondered if he was really cut out to be the class sports representative.

But Lu Yuanqiu had long since stopped caring whether or not he was the sports rep.

There was only one thing about all this that mattered to him.

That was, someone had supported him before, and that was enough.

With a smile, the boy looked towards the back of the crowd, searching for the girl he wanted to share his victory with first—Bai Qingxia.

When Bai Qingxia saw him looking her way, her slender figure seemed a little less lonely. She hurriedly raised the two bottles of Jiao she’d brought, gently shaking them, a little shy as she gestured at him.

Oh? She bought me a drink?

Lu Yuanqiu hurried over.

At the finish line, Class 29’s homeroom teacher, Cao Yan, stared in surprise at Mao Sheng, who had finished second, demanding, “What happened? The 800 meters is your specialty!”

Liu Wei was still grinning triumphantly at her from the side.

Cao Yan ignored her, but suddenly heard her strict student speak up: “Lu Yuanqiu… Lu Yuanqiu was pretending to be weak… He made me let my guard down!”

You’ve been reading too many novels… Still, Cao Yan turned to look at the tall young man.

She was confused. From what she remembered, Lu Yuanqiu had always been unenthusiastic, never participating in sports meets.

How come this semester he was making such a frequent appearance?

No matter. No matter how good his athletics were, his grades were still at the very bottom.

Even if Class 29 lost to Class 28 in the sports meet, the class average in the big exams would make up for it.

Seemingly reminded of this, Cao Yan looked at Liu Wei with renewed confidence.

Ha, Liu Wei, you think having Bai Qingxia is enough?

As long as you still have Lu Yuanqiu, your class average will never rise!

With both the top and bottom student in your class, I can’t decide whether to congratulate or pity you.

“You bought me a drink?” Lu Yuanqiu stared, surprised, at the Jiao in Bai Qingxia’s hand.

She looked up at him, a few strands of hair blowing across her delicate, fair face.

Bai Qingxia nodded shyly, quickly stretching out her hands to offer him both bottles. “For you.”

“There are two bottles, let’s each have one.”

Lu Yuanqiu only took one.

But Bai Qingxia shook her head. “I don’t want any, they’re both for you.”

Lu Yuanqiu teased her with a smile, “Wow, you really are someone who makes money now! But I really can’t drink both.”

She blushed for a moment, then insisted, pushing the second bottle into his arms. “Then save it for the afternoon.”

Suddenly, Lu Yuanqiu found her a little like his grandmother.

His grandma always secretly stuffed several thousand yuan into his pocket as allowance, and whenever he protested, “Grandma, I really can’t spend it all,”

She would glare at him sternly: “If you can’t, just spend it slowly. Take it quickly and don’t let your parents see.”

In that moment, Bai Qingxia reminded him of his grandmother.

But if he didn’t dare argue with his grandmother, why would he be afraid of contradicting this girl?

“You—take one for yourself. We each get one. Do you hear me? I’m not asking you.”

Lu Yuanqiu’s expression became serious. He knew these two bottles of Jiao had cost Bai Qingxia five or six days’ worth of meal money, and she probably hadn’t even had drinks like this before.

When he gave the order, the girl instinctively dared not refuse.

She nodded. “Alright.”

With the bottle in hand, Bai Qingxia unscrewed the cap. As she twisted, her pretty eyes squinted reflexively, and with a pop, the lid was off—only for her to discover a thin layer of plastic film inside.

She stared in confusion, unsure what to do next.

Wasn’t it supposed to be ready to drink after opening the cap?

She looked up at Lu Yuanqiu, only to see him slowly unscrew the cap and peel off the protective film with his hand.

Quickly imitating him, she removed the film as well. She was just about to raise the bottle to her lips when Lu Yuanqiu stopped her, laughing, “Wait, not like that.”

Bai Qingxia handed him the drink with both hands, a little embarrassed, her neck shrinking as she glanced up at him and explained quietly, “I… I’ve never had this before.”

Lu Yuanqiu laughed, “Me neither! But I saw how Zhong Jincheng and the others drank it—it’s pretty interesting. Here, let me show you.”

Suddenly, Lu Yuanqiu’s nose stung with emotion.

She’d spent several days’ meal money to buy him two bottles of this “expensive” drink, something she’d never even tried herself.

What had he ever done to deserve such kindness from a girl like her?

He screwed the cap back on, squeezed the bottle, and shot the drink into his mouth.

Bai Qingxia’s eyes lit up as she looked at the bottle’s spout in surprise. “Oh, there’s a hole here.”

“That’s right, you try.”

Lu Yuanqiu opened his mouth wide and, with a dramatic “aahhh,” squirted the drink into his mouth.

Bai Qingxia was a little too shy to do the same in front of everyone. She clasped the bottle in both hands, so Lu Yuanqiu lifted her arm encouragingly, “Come on, just follow me—ah—”

She raised her hand, opened her mouth, and echoed softly, “Ah—”