Guo Kunnan begged repeatedly but got no response.
He put down his phone and sat there dejectedly, his complexion as grey as if it were coated with a layer of lime.
"It's over, it's over."
Despair, weakness, paleness, having lost everything, loneliness, and emptiness enveloped him.
He, the whole man, seemed like a car out of gas, broken down.
Cui Yu led Wang Longlong away from the sunshade. He looked at Guo Kunnan, who was dazedly sitting there, and spoke in a low voice,
"Longlong, doesn't Kunnan look like Xiang Lin?"
Wang Longlong righteously said, "Mocking others is not a good behavior."
Guo Kunnan sat in a daze for a long time before muttering,
"Life really is pointless."
Dan Kaiquan said, "Brother Nan, the meaning of life is to find meaning."
Guo Kunnan sullenly replied, "I searched and searched, and in the end, it all came to nothing."
Ma Shicheng glanced at him, originally wanting to comfort him but then thought better of it, figuring Brother Nan could recover on his own.
As his good brother, Dan Kaiquan, although wanting to enjoy the spectacle, seeing Brother Nan disheartened, he advised,
"Think more about what you have, instead of fantasizing about what you don't."
The speaker had no intention, but the listener took it to heart.
Guo Kunnan thought about the bright side. Although Xu Yan ignored him, at least she hadn't deleted him?
Previously, when Manman broke up with him, she immediately deleted him.
But, Xu Yan didn't. Could it mean that between the two of them, it was just a little misunderstanding?
Thinking this way, Guo Kunnan still held onto that last bit of hope.
With hope amplified, his heart filled up again, and Guo Kunnan, like a rusty robot that had been oiled, could move again.
As long as she hasn't deleted me, life is full of hope.
The men's 3000-meter race ended, and next up was the class tug-of-war competition.
Everyone was excited about the upcoming gathering. The tug-of-war was the best contest to decide the winner between classes!
Who was weak and who was strong would soon be determined!
Especially for male students, no one wanted their class to lose terribly and be called losers.
Class leader Huang Zhongfei extricated himself from a group of female students to discuss tug-of-war details with Hu Jun.
"We definitely need a strong man at the front in our tug-of-war, and a heavy guy at the end to make the most of our advantage," Cui Yu stated authoritatively.
Hu Jun agreed, "I suggest putting Song Sheng at the very end to be our anchor."
Song Sheng had been injured before, but in terms of size and strength, he was still one of the best participants in class 8.
Wang Longlong shared his views, "Strategy is crucial. As The Art of War says, 'hit hard at first and then decline until exhaustion.' If we withstand the initial three attacks from the opponent and then push hard last, victory will be ours."
Everyone shared their thoughts.
At that moment, Zhao Jinyang from class 7 came over with a few boys.
"So you're from class 8," said Zhao Jining, irritatingly. He waved his hand and some burly classmates stepped forward.
These students stood around 180 cm tall, robustly built, with fierce eyes, presenting a daunting force.
Cui Yu asked, "What's the meaning of this?"
If one were to look from a distance, the red sunshade made a clear division between light and shadow. Class 8 was under the shade, while the few from class 7 stood in the brightness.
Zhao Jining said nonchalantly, "I already said, your class has it easy in tug-of-war."
"I'll smash your class's face to the ground!"
He spoke vigorously, filled with arrogance, his eyes sweeping over the male students of class 8.
Zhao Jining despised class 8!
He lost a bet to Cui Yu, leading to a girls' group performing a dance for their class, which ended in disaster.
Zhao Jining's reputation in class 7 had plummeted, with some plotting to replace him, but luckily, relying on his robust physique and dominant aura, he subdued the opposing voices.
And still, he remained one of the top notable figures in class 7.
Thinking of yesterday when he confronted Cui Yu, and these guys still dared to block him.
A man would not let this go unavenged!
Cui Yu was fearless, "What are you proud of, didn't get enough of the dance?"
This statement immediately diminished some of Zhao Jinyang's bluster, and he walked away viciously, not interested in a verbal spar, only waiting for the tug-of-war to redeem himself.
Wang Longlong sighed, "Those approaching mean harm."
Dan Kaiquan said indifferently, "Doesn't matter, there are ways to handle it, do you really think I'm afraid of him?"
Cui Yu added, "Let's just do it."
Wang Longlong was not very optimistic; observing the boys from class 7, those brought by Zhao Jinyang looked like well-trained sports pros.
Ma Shicheng said, "Let's not overthink this. Let's set up our team for the tug-of-war."
Hu Jun asked, "The first position in tug-of-war is crucial, who shall we give it to?"
Guo Kunnan suggested, "Let's give it to Brother Quan, he's pretty strong."
Hu Jun glanced at Dan Kaiquan, it could work, but it seemed something was missing.
Wang Longlong looked at class 9's lineup next door, where a discussion was also underway, with the massively built, 1.9-meter-tall Yan Tianpeng becoming the focus, gathering everyone's attention around him.
"Brother Quan, are you confident you can withstand the pressure from Yan Tianpeng?" Wang Longlong asked.
Dan Kaiquan looked at Yan Tianpeng and then at himself.
Dan Kaiquan became silent, confident as he was, he wasn't deluded enough by his training to believe he could outpower Yan Tianpeng.
That was a guy who stood 1.9 meters tall, weighing over 200 kg!
He was almost twice as heavy as Dan Kaiquan.
Everyone fell into a silent moment.
After a few seconds of pondering, Ma Shicheng said, "How about Jiang Ning?"
Hearing this name, Hu Jun and the others brightened up, "I think it can work."
Jiang Ning might not be very tall or particularly burly, but everyone considered him unfathomable, especially after breaking three records; his reputation in class was unmatched.
"Let's go with Jiang Ning," decided class leader Huang Zhongfei, "I'll make sure he knows before the game starts."
Next door to them, Wei Xiu Yuan from class 1 shouted,
"As long as we all pull together, we're unbeatable!"