"Is this really a suggestion a human could come up with? If we do it like this, when it gets dark, I'll still be sticking my butt in the air on the track counting!" Just imagining that scene made Wang Ze sweat profusely.
Running while doing problems?
Sorry, coach, I think I'll switch to culture courses.
Sports students are just sports students, not Japanese, you know.
When Lin Li heard this, his eyes lit up: "What a great opportunity!"
"How is this a great opportunity? That boomerang sure came back fast, damn!" Wang Ze couldn't hold it anymore and burst out laughing, then quickly put on a solemn face, righteously indignant:
"No, it's really too much, I mean, us sports students don't have it easy, right? 365 days a year, 360 are for training, and the remaining 5 are spent thinking about training.
We don't hope for much each year, just want to show off a bit at the school games, then at night check the confession wall, see if anyone's mentioning us, and maybe fall into the Love River with a lucky little admirer or big sister, and start the decline into an unscrupulous sports student. You can't take away even this little hope."
Lin Li just blinked and raised an eyebrow.
"Funny, do you really think only you sports students have it rough? Have you ever considered the suffering of us culture students!" Bai Bufan heard this, his eyes reddened as he grabbed Wang Ze's collar, responding tearfully:
When I was little, I was abused, soaked in liquid for several months, and during that time my family didn't feed me, I could only curl up and see nothing, and later when I was finally rescued, I was hung upside down and beaten.
Also, the doctor said I have a severe oxygen addiction, and if I don't breathe for a minute, I'd have problems, and this gas is a slow poison, once an ordinary person inhales it, their lifespan is unlikely to reach three digits.
For the next two years after being rescued, I couldn't even walk, I could only crawl to get anywhere, during which I couldn't sleep when I walked, and while inhaling, I couldn't even exhale, yet I still persisted in living.
Every day at dawn I had to sleep, at dusk I had to get up, I had to eat when I was hungry, drink when I was thirsty, I couldn't even stand while pooping, and I would run out of breath if I stopped breathing for a moment, the doctor said my heart has to beat at a frequency of dozens of times per minute for my entire life, even while sleeping I can't rest.
If what you have counts as suffering, then what is mine?"
Wang Ze: "(;゜○゜)?"
"..."
"You're an idiot." Realizing what was going on, Wang Ze's mouth twitched.
"This Wang Ze, as a sports student, is really lacking in quality, listening to others' sufferings, he responds with mockery and ridicule, completely lacking empathy, are all you sports students like this?"
Bai Bufan mumbled with trembling lips, first looking at Lin Li's face sorrowfully, then turned his head to look at Wang Ze's fist.
Wait a second,
Why is it a fist?
"Sports students are supposed to use words, not fists! Wang Ze, stop!" Bai Bufan sprinted away.
"Words, right? Bai Bufan, damn it, open your mouth, I've got something urgent."
"Then let's use fists!"
The two started a chase scene, running around the 400-meter track wasn't too tiring, it seemed.
"Stop chasing." Lin Li interrupted their chase at this moment, his pupils quaking, eyeing his phone in disbelief, his expression especially grim: "Wang Ze, you actually made it onto the confession wall."
"What?" Wang Ze immediately let go of the dying Bai Bufan and jogged over.
Bai Bufan didn't care about his impending doom either, and crawled over too.
Three heads gathered in front of Lin Li's phone.
He saw Nansang Campus Confession Wall had just updated with a post, one of the pictures was—
"Wall Wall, confessing to Wang Ze from Class 4, Grade 1, who just ran the 400 meters."
"Just wondering, does he have a girlfriend?"
"Anon please."
"What the hell! Oh ho!!" The three lines sent Wang Ze back to primal roots, screeching like a gorilla, even excitedly running circles around the two.
"No way, did someone really fess up to him!?" Bai Bufan gasped alive again with anger, pulling out his own phone to confirm.
Damn, it was true.
"No, gotta quickly comment 'no girlfriend'… wait, I can't comment myself, that's too forward, damn it, maybe someone's watching me right now, I must present myself well, Lin Li, Bufan, you guys hurry, help me reply, say no girlfriend."
Wang Ze suddenly became serious, although the corners of his mouth were about to split to his ears, he quickly motioned for Bai Bufan and Lin Li to be good wingmen.
"Right, right, you two can also be helpful bros, just post my QQ number in the comments, and tease a bit." Wang Ze had everything planned out.
Lin Li, Bai Bufan: "..."
He's quite street-smart.
Bai Bufan chuckled: "Wang Ze, I already commented you're gay and have a boyfriend."
Wang Ze: "?"
"Stop!" Wang Ze lunged to snatch Bai Bufan's phone, relieved only after seeing it wasn't actually sent, then started tapping on Bai Bufan's phone.
Bai Bufan let him do as he pleased.
Seeing that a brother was admired, Bai Bufan was genuinely happy for him, not one bit jealous, damn it! Not! One! Bit! Jealous!
Though for some reason, his molars just suddenly clenched together tightly.
"Getting ready for the 200-meter prelims, I have a feeling this is just the start! Damn, the sports day's thrilling! I'm outta here!" Wang Ze left like he was on adrenaline, leaving Bai Bufan holding his phone, looking at those gross comments 'he' posted.
Jealous Yellow Dog Bai Bufan started to examine the post.
Wait a minute.
Bai Bufan suddenly frowned.
He exited the app and searched "Son" in his contact list, tapped on it.
"Lin Li, why does your QQ chat bubble look exactly like the one from the girl who confessed to Wang Ze just now?" Bai Bufan raised his head abruptly, squinting his eyes.
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