did not receive them. He also asked them to drive themselves here.They are all businessmen, and they all say nice things on the surface.Director Xiao smiled and said, it's okay.The factory director t...Tinglan truly started to notice Zhuo YUAN actively, was this time school sports meet.

Before the team competition, there was a school flag-raising ceremony. The three flag bearers before were seniors from Grade 12, but because they were busy with their studies, the school took advantage of this school sports meet to replace them with freshmen from Grade 9.

Those selected as flag bearers were Zhuo Yu'an, Lu Kuo, and Wen Jian.

Lu Kuo and Zhuo Yunan used to be flag bearers at their school in Beijing, so they were undoubtedly selected. As for Wen Jian, she is also a top student both academically and physically.

On the playground, Tinglan first noticed Wenjian. Because she was influenced by her parents from a young age, she paid special attention to Wenjian's every move. She knew this mindset was wrong, but she couldn't help herself every time and would focus on her.

Just like looking at the rankings before, her focus was still on Wen Jian's first place. She ranked 50th, and seeing it, the first thought that came to mind was, "It's over, I'm going to be scolded by Mom again when I get home."

At this moment, the three people on the podium were indeed a feast for the eyes. Ting Lan was originally looking at Wen Jian, but her gaze couldn't help but shift to the boy beside him.

Under this particular circumstance, he, as the flag-bearer, gathered everyone's attention.

His flag-raising movement was smooth and standard, his expression solemn and serious. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, looking both handsome and imposing.

This was the first time Tinglan had truly noticed him proactively, and she silently marveled that he was quite handsome. Before, she hadn't had a concrete concept of what "handsome" meant, but now she did.

In the morning's class queue competition, Tinglan and her class was behind Class 2, she stood at the front of the class holding the class sign, while Zhuo YUAN stood at the back.

They were very close to each other.

Though everyone was wearing the same clothes and moving in unison, Zhuo Yuan stood out from the crowd with his commanding presence. He was particularly noticeable.

People's focus is like fortune-telling. Before this, although Zhuo Yuan often came to look for Lu Kuo, or met a few times on the bus, the two had quite a bit of interaction. However, to Ting Lan, he was no different from other boys in school. She rarely thought about him proactively.

And now, because of the attention she paid to the flag-raising ceremony just now, her focus was involuntarily drawn back to him, almost forgetting her own pace and nearly taking a wrong step. Fortunately, Lu Kuò's call was clear and powerful, preventing her from making a mistake.

Perhaps it was nervousness, or maybe it was the midday sun, but her fair cheeks were flushed a delicate pink.

After the competition, all the high school classes lined up in the center of the playground waiting for the results. Everyone started to get a little loose and chattered quietly. Tinglan and Wenjian stood at the front of their respective classes and whispered to each other.

Wenjian took the initiative and said, "Tinglan, do you have any competition items this afternoon"

Ting Lan answered truthfully, "Yes, 800 meters."

Wen Jian: "What a coincidence, I'm also running the 800 meters. But, can you do it"

Wen Jian asked this question without any ill intention, because he knew Ting Lan didn't like sports. During the middle school entrance exam, most students scored full marks in physical education, but Ting Lan seemed to just barely pass.

"You're running 800 meters too" Tinglan only focused on this one thing.

"Oh, yeah!"

Dead Land, why did you sign her up Can she withdraw now She doesn't want to race against Wen Jian.

Thinking this, she turned back and looked for Lu Kuo in the crowd of classmates.

He was found standing at the back of the crowd.

Ting Lan glared at him, Lu Kuo also felt her gaze, he pointed to himself and asked with lip movements.

"Looking for me"

Ting Lan gave him another glare before noticing that Zhuo Yu'an from the next class was sitting beside him. She quickly averted her gaze.

"What's wrong with her" Zhu Yu'an asked.

“She wouldn't be happy if we signed her up for the 800-meter race, would she” Ever since I signed her up for this event, Tinglan gives me that look every time.

After glancing at Zhuo Yu'an, she added, “This gives you a chance to be the hero.”

Zuo Yu'an didn't show a trace of gratitude: "What kind of bad idea did you come up with Don't tire the person out."

Having failed to please either side, Lu Kuo was left feeling utterly dejected. He didn't want to deal with this anymore and walked back to his original spot.

The results of the queueing competition were out quickly. After the school leaders scored, it turned out that Class 2 and Class 3 had the same score, resulting in a tie. Therefore, the two classes shared the championship, which was a well-deserved outcome.

In the afternoon, during various project competitions, Tinglan was even more nervous than in the morning. Just thinking about the feeling of breathlessness and chest tightness she would experience during the running race later on, she hated Lu Kuò. Whenever Lu Kuò appeared within her sight, she glared at him.

Lu Kuo would always hide behind Cheng Chen, avoiding her gaze.

Chen Cheng's long jump was decent, not outstanding but he should be able to secure a second or third place finish, so he waited for the competition to begin with high spirits.

The 800-meter run was last. To help Li Lan relax, Cheng Chen said, "Want to go to the nearby playground and warm up first"

She looked very nervous.

"Alright, let's warm up first."

Tinglan was actually quite laid-back. When Lu Kuo signed her up, she just wanted to participate and have fun. At most, if she couldn't run the whole way, she would walk to the finish line.

But when she learned in the morning that Wen Jian was also participating in the 800-meter race, this strange and peculiar competitiveness of hers flared up; at least she didn't want to lose too badly.

The two of them walked to the small playground next door to warm up. This playground was a basketball court, and there were a few students playing basketball at the moment. They should be high school senior athletes from this school, so they didn't participate in the school sports meet.

As soon as the two of them reached the edge of the playground, disaster struck. A basketball flew out of nowhere and hit Cheng Chen's head with a thud. Her eyes went blurry, and she almost fainted.

Ting Lan reacted quickly, catching her before she fell. Cheng Chen's eyes were filled with pain, tears welling up. A few basketball players also rushed over to ask if she was alright

Cheng Chen covered his head, after the dizziness subsided, he shouted loudly: "I have a concussion, you said it's nothing."

"First, I'll take you to the infirmary." The first boy crouched down slightly to check her forehead. It seemed a little swollen, but not too serious.

Cheng Chen ignored him, took his hand from his forehead, and let Tinglan see: "Is it serious"

"There's a little swelling. How are you feeling"

"It's alright, I guess. Just my luck." She didn't really want to go to the infirmary anyway, and the campus announcements had already started announcing that it was almost her turn for the long jump competition.

She was about to raise her hand to rub her forehead when the tall athlete across from her suddenly took her hand away.

“Don't bump your head. My name is Shao Hui, from Senior Three Class 6. If you feel unwell at any time, feel free to come find me.”

For the sake of their good attitude, Cheng Chen

She stopped bothering with them, grabbed Tinglan's hand and ran back to the competition area. She hadn't really paid attention to the specific people and names of several athletes who had been there earlier.kly at Director Xiao and Zhou Ming, her mind in turmoil."What's wrong" Zhou Ming saw that her face was pale, and his heart sank like a stone. If this project really went wrong, not only would Shu Ting...