The Most Random System-Chapter 362 - 257: Forget it, Chen Tianming live a long life.
"That’s my bad, this is definitely a mistake. I’ll just switch to the default QQ theme; it suits better." Lin Li nodded calmly and began to make changes on his phone.
Bai Bufan: "(;゜○゜)?"
Huh?
Wait a sec.
Oh no, why are my molars separating all of a sudden?
Bai Bufan tried to hold back his laughter, but couldn’t, and pointed at Lin Li, exclaiming, "You beast! Lin Li! You’re such a beast!"
"It’s a little white lie. See how happy he is? Even if he knows the truth later, he won’t blame me." During the chase between Wang Ze and Bai Bufan, Lin Li, who had confessed on the confession wall and got an instant reply, responded with a gentle smile.
Good deeds leave no trace, hiding one’s accomplishments and name.
The red scarf that Lin Li wore for six years in elementary school is now a tangible presence on him.
"Did you learn it?" Lin Li asked, trying to pass down this eternal flame to brighten the future.
"I learned it." Bai Bufan nodded emotionally, "I’ll put it to use."
As the men’s 400-meter race for the second-year students began, the broadcast had already started notifying the female 400-meter runners to head to the check-in area.
Check-in needed to be done about half an hour earlier, so when the third-year race was over, the female race could seamlessly continue.
When Chen Yu Ying returned to the field, her number badge was already pinned to her jacket.
Number 4011, no special meaning, as the numbers for each class were randomly assigned by the school. At most, they could be swapped internally for numbers they liked.
"A bit nervous?" Lin Li tilted his head to look at the girl beside him and saw her lips pursing constantly. He smiled and asked.
"Yes, I feel like they’re all really strong." Chen Yu Ying nodded, her eyes on the track but not very focused as her mind wandered.
"It’s all about participation," Lin Li comforted.
"But I still want to try my best to get a good ranking," Chen Yu Ying smiled. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
"You can do it! Go for it, I think you’ll have no problem, class president. You’ll definitely have a smooth run and run faster than usual to take first place," Lin Li encouraged.
"Alright." Chen Yu Ying smiled happily.
When the first group of first-years finished, it was Chen Yu Ying’s group’s turn.
Chen Yu Ying took off her jacket and handed it to Qu Wanqiu—Ding Sihan was in the check-in.
Qu Wanqiu handed the jacket and the water she had prepared to Lin Li, "You hold on to this. When she crosses the line, I need to be free to support Ying Bao."
"Sure," Lin Li had no objections and watched Chen Yu Ying standing on the track.
Perhaps it was the warmth of admiration, disturbing the girl’s hem, as Chen Yu Ying turned her head to meet his gaze.
Lin Li then made a funny face, raising his eyebrows continuously, almost performing an eyebrow dance like Zeng Xiaoxian.
Then he looked down at the clothes in his hand, winking, indicating he was about to do something mischievous.
Chen Yu Ying couldn’t help but laugh, and her tension eased a bit.
The autumn wind suddenly picked up, blowing from behind, pushing the girl’s high ponytail and clothes forward.
Her clothes clung to her back, accentuating her curves, her hair drawing graceful arcs in the air, the wind brushing across her cheeks and causing strands of hair to gently touch her ears.
Chen Yu Ying squinted her eyes slightly, a hint of surprise tucked away, her lips slightly turned up as she instinctively turned to look for the boy who had wished her a smooth journey earlier.
His words always seem to manifest.
The sunlight filtering through her hair cast a soft glow on her face, outlining her delicate features in a gentle halo, making her beauty irresistible to look away from.
"This underclassman looks so good!"
"Which one? Wow, no need to point, I see, such delicacy."
"Is it just me? Why does it feel like the wind is only blowing on her? No way—does the wind these days only favor the good-looking ones?"
"..."
Lin Li could hear the praises from the boys and girls around for Chen Yu Ying and smiled softly.
The wind now listens to him, discriminating as it pleases, hehe.
"On your marks—get set—bang!"
"Go! Class president! Go! Chen Yu Ying! Go!"
The wind at the girl’s feet should theoretically be more precious than gold, but in reality, it’s just a cheap element gathered for ten minutes after eight hours.
"The class president isn’t slow, huh." Watching Chen Yu Ying run into the distance, Bai Bufan stopped cheering and turned to Lin Li.
Where did the person next to him go?
Bai Bufan quickly turned around, seeing Lin Li and Qu Wanqiu running to the other side to continue cheering.
"Poor Wang Ze."
Now even if I run, I can’t catch up, Bai Bufan stayed behind, feeling wistful.
Lin Li’s favoritism was way too obvious.
...
"All made it to the finals, each of you is amazing. Keep it up tomorrow," at Class Four’s sunshade base, Lin Li leaned against the post, praising Chen Yu Ying and Ding Sihan, who still had the exuberance of sports on their faces, while sitting on a chair.
"Give me the water." Ding Sihan reached out and caught the water Lin Li tossed over, taking a gulp before speaking. "Hehe, the weather’s nice today, the wind was just right, felt like I sprinted so fast at the end."
"I also think I ran faster than usual," Chen Yu Ying clasped her hands around the bottled water on the table, smiling and nodding.
Lin Li managed the natural wind on the field, making it aid them fully during their sprinting, while on the flip side, providing light assistance.
After all, a strong tailwind throughout might feel odd to people. This way, it was just right, making it feel like the wind stopped at what should’ve been against-the-wind moments.
"I checked all the specific results of the prelims. If you two sustain this tomorrow, you can make top three, very impressive." Xie Wenjing walked over and said.
