"No matter what, I have an apple."
"Mm." Jiang Nian didn’t even look up.
"I think I must be the first one in our class, no... even in the whole grade, who got an apple on this day!"
Li Hua was feeling proud and patted Jiang Nian on the shoulder.
"Nian, don’t you think so?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian paused his writing. He looked up seriously at Li Hua, who was bubbling with excitement.
During the big break for running exercises.
The loudspeaker played music on a loop, the class monitors had already left in groups, and Jiang Nian stood in place, thinking for a moment before asking Liu Yang for leave.
Claimed to have a stomach ache and asked for special leave.
After going downstairs, he wandered to the comprehensive science office, sat at Qingbao’s desk, and brewed some tea to chat for a while.
Lin Yuxi pulled her bestie through the running team of the senior year, taking advantage of the lining up time to run to the Olympic competition’s class three.
She carried a bag in her hand and, after looking around, didn’t see Jiang Nian.
"Huh, where’s the senior?"
"Could he be absent?" her bestie suggested, then glanced towards the flagpole, "Let’s check over there."
Jiang Nian was enjoying a peaceful moment, washing a red apple from Qingbao’s table and taking a juicy bite.
"Teacher, how many apples did you receive last year?"
Qingbao was correcting exam papers, and after hearing this, pondered for a moment. Then, she drew a rough estimation on the desk with her hands.
"That many?" Jiang Nian was a bit dumbfounded at Qingbao’s popularity, "Were they all from students?"
"Some were from teachers, but after giving once, they didn’t give again," Qingbao said casually, "I don’t actually like apples."
"I see, then I won’t give any either." Jiang Nian had no intention of gifting; he was even thinking if he could snag some for free.
"Mm." Qingbao made no comment, then added after some thought, "Later, you can pick a few to take home and eat."
"Ha, alright." Jiang Nian replied.
As soon as the third class ended, everyone in class three rushed out of the classroom.
"PE class, hurry and secure the field!!"
"Where’s Jiang Nian?"
"Forget about him, just go quickly!"
Sun Zhicheng slipped past a few people and walked out of the classroom alone. He had planned to give apples to only five people on Christmas Eve.
The four members of his group, and Yu Zhiyi.
He wouldn’t give an apple to Chen Yunyun, as it’s too common. A few days earlier, he had bought a chocolate apple.
Looks smaller than a real apple, hollow chocolate.
The packaging was exquisite, with added candy canes.
As for why he was giving Yu Zhiyi an apple, it was naturally as a backup. If the main option failed, there was still a backup.
At the very least, it could earn a smile, couldn’t it?
"Today, there will be no free activities," the PE teacher glanced at the crowd, "It’s the end of term, there’s a task."
The class wailed collectively, protesting this shameless act.
Suddenly, someone asked.
"Teacher, what task do we have today?"
Hearing this, the PE teacher chuckled and uttered two words.
"Boys, fifteen hundred meters, girls, eight hundred! Everyone, turn left! Aim for under the sycamore tree, begin running!"
"Damn! Why is it a physical test?" Yang Qiming looked desperate; with his weak physique, he might die on the track.
"Bro, it’s okay." Huang Caicai volunteered with a naive smile, "You can run slowly, I’ll run with you."
Hearing this, Yang Qiming felt warmed.
Sun Zhicheng got nervous at the mention of the physical test. His heart pounded, and his mouth tasted of iron.
He looked at Lin Dong and swallowed hard.
"Brother Dong, let’s run slower."
Lin Dong flicked his hair, "Got it!"
"Liu Yang, run slower, damn it!" Li Hua was also scheming quietly, "Don’t just care about showing off like a dead dog."
"Whoa, I don’t run fast," Liu Yang said with a face full of grievance, "Why not talk about Brother Nian, he’s still the long-distance champion."
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"Did you hear that, don’t show off either."
Jiang Nian glanced at him sideways, "Why should I?"
"Ah, damn it, I’ll give you an apple, okay?" Li Hua gave in; he’s always hated those who pushed themselves hard in tests.
Jiang Nian dismissed it, "Me, the Motivational Star, long-distance champion, soccer team captain, need your apple?"
Ma Guojun scooted over with a grin and said.
"The track can’t fit so many people."
On the girls’ side, there were even more complaints. Facing the 800-meter test felt like beaten eggplants to them.
"Boohoo, Beibei, what to do?" Zhang Ningzhi was about to cry, hugging Yao Beibei, "I can’t run fast."
"It’s okay, I’ll just run slower," Huang Beibei comforted.
"Wang Yuhe, you run slower later." Nie Qiqi was also weak, "Dare to lap me, and I’ll grab your leg!"
Wang Yuhe thought for a moment, "Then I could just dodge, right?"
"You!!" Nie Qiqi was instantly furious.
"Among the girls in our class, the class monitor has the best stamina, right?" Wang Yuhe glanced at her, "Why not ask her to run slower."
"That’s... that’s different, okay?" Nie Qiqi instantly turned reticent, "The monitor has her own pace, what do you understand!"
"Hmph! Then I’ll just run a bit faster!" Concluding, Wang Yuhe cast a look at Jiang Nian among the boys’ team.
Thinking it would be nice to run together, she surely could outrun him.
Girls went first, and the boys watched them run slowly. Their spirit of enjoying the scene was gone, faces turned pale.
Though the time wasn’t long, for the girls in the physical test, it felt like an eternity.
Li Qingrong initially ran ahead but glanced at the girls behind, then slowed down to a steady pace.