Bai Bufan ignored Wang Ze’s swearing and curiously asked, "So, how did Lin Li do in the three-thousand-ter run?"
"Eleven minutes and twenty-eight seconds."
"That’s really like ferrous sulfate," Bai Bufan exclaid.
"What does ferrous sulfate an?" Wang Ze didn’t understand.
"That’s how uneducated people are, talking to you guys is seriously like talking to a brick wall," Bai Bufan said disdainfully, "Ferrous sulfate, chemical formula FeSo4, translated to Chinese it ans ’inconceivable’, got it, Zhang Yu Wang?"
It feels so good to mock soone about their knowledge, Lin Li, I understand you now!
Wang Ze: "..."
You call that a Chinese translation?
Although he hadn’t quite processed it yet, he decided to first drag his crippled body to kill Bai Bufan.
...
Ran a simple 100 ters.
Lin Li in terms of sprint explosiveness didn’t have the relative composure he had during long runs.
But Wang Ze didn’t demand too much, just confirming Lin Li didn’t run slowly would suffice, as long as during the sports et he wasn’t left far behind on the track, since the school sports et was ultimately just a fun event, and results were secondary.
Confirming the spot, Lin Li was a lot more relaxed too.
And Lin Li was confident; given so ti for targeted training, even in sprinting, his speed would greatly surpass that of ordinary people.
Right now, Lin Li was still missing techniques.
Once that’s made up for, at least he wouldn’t be the one dragging the class down.
As for whether he could take first place, that would depend on the performance of the other three teammates and the opponents, and there’s no use in forcing it.
Bai Bufan had been watching from the side and seeing them ’selected’, he approached and greeted them, "Shall we go then, to check over there... Tianming, what are you looking at so intently?"
Lin Li turned around at these words, and Chen Tianming, who also just finished running, was staring into the distance.
Following his gaze, it was the class of seventeen.
Who is he looking at, it’s really hard to guess.
"Tianming, how’s the chatting with your Qiaoqiao going, any progress?" Wang Ze imdiately went up and wrapped his arms around Chen Tianming’s shoulders, curiously getting in on the drama.
"What progress, we’re just really good friends, just chatting a bit more." Chen Tianming said shyly.
Wang Ze: "..."
When a girl acts coy it’s called being coy, when a boy acts coy it’s called goofing around.
Disgusting.
Lin Li clicked his tongue, suspecting there was sothing more in this ’really good friends’.
"Have you told her you like her? Weren’t you planning on it by National Day?" Wang Ze continued to inquire.
"...No, I chickened out, I’m afraid of rejection." Chen Tianming replied, withdrawing his gaze with a guilty heart.
Wang Ze frowned, just about to encourage him, when Bai Bufan nodded empathetically, "You should chicken out, you must think thrice before doing such things, I confessed to my goddess before, and she told to piss off right in front of ... Sigh, it was devastating."
Lin Li glanced at Bai Bufan, had this guy confessed again?
Nope, sothing’s fishy.
Wang Ze hadn’t realized this point yet and instead paused his encouragent of Chen Tianming, comforting Bai Bufan:
"Bufan, most likely that’s just a joke, there’s still hope, you won’t just give up like that, right?"
"It’s not possible anymore. When I checked, I accidentally peed on her shoes, and that day my face was as red as the setting sun, surpassing any sweet talk, but it didn’t surpass her slap."
Bai Bufan looked up at a forty-five-degree angle at the sky, not wanting the tears in his weathered eyes to fall.
"I even said sorry to her, offered to let her pee on my shoes to even the score, but she refused, girls, sigh, truly incomprehensible."
Chen Tianming’s mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Wang Ze: "?"
"Pee——Eh? Bai Bufan! How dare you ss with !" Wang Ze realized, and went up to choke Bai Bufan’s throat.
"Ugh! Wang, Wang Ze, if you choke more, I’ll, I’ll pee on your shoes!" Bai Bufan struggled intermittently.
"Ignore Bufan, the idiot," after dealing with Bai Bufan, Wang Ze put his hand on Chen Tianming’s shoulder and spoke slowly:
"Tianming, you need to understand, even Internet Explorer (IE) has the courage to ask if you want to set it as the default browser, and you’re telling you don’t have the courage to confess to the person you like?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Tianming’s eyes widened slightly, he pursed his lips, seemingly gaining a bit of courage.
"Wang Ze, what you said makes——"
"Wang Ze, have you ever agreed to that request from Internet Explorer?" Lin Li’s somber voice drifted over.
Wang Ze: "?"
Chen Tianming: "?"
"Eh? Haha, um... Well, I will agree when I get back!" Wang Ze scratched his head awkwardly, then said with a forced smile.
"In this world, besides the ’I people’ and ’E people’, there’s IE people: slow to react, unloved, already eliminated by society, abstract in appearance..." Bai Bufan’s somber voice followed closely, "Tianming, which one are you?"
Chen Tianming: "???"
You all are fucked.
Chen Tianming’s throat moved, and whatever slight courage he had imdiately vanished.
Clearly, he had beco a first-class master at playing the quitting drum.
"Haha, I think it’s better not to, there’s no need, there’s no need, it’s really good to keep it as a secret crush now. If Qiaoqiao really knows I like her, and she’s not ready, it will be awkward interacting with her in the future," Chen Tianming found a reason for himself.
"Actually, your secret crush is quite obvious; the reason it hasn’t been pointed out is that the other party doesn’t like you," Lin Li spoke.
Chen Tianming: "?"
No way, why are you coming after ?
Stacking murder descriptions doesn’t need to be stacked like this.
As Chen Tianming turned to glare death at Lin Li ready to argue, Lin Li spoke to explain: "I’m not attacking you; these words were said by Hayao Miyazaki, I’m just reciting a famous quote."
"Oh, oh." Chen Tianming nodded, then found it hard to criticize Lin Li.
A few seconds later:
"Does Hayao Miyazaki speak Chinese? You’re not fooling , are you?"
Lin Li didn’t respond to that dumb question.
The four of them headed to the shot put field on the playground, where girls and so boys were selecting participants for jump rope.
Jump rope involves two people swinging a long rope while others jump in one by one until everyone is jumping together.
It was a bit of distance, and the four didn’t have much to talk about for a while, so they started chatting again about why Nansang didn’t have gym clothes and athletic shorts, missing out on a good view.
The main discussion excluding Chen Tianming.
As for Chen Tianming, he was silent.
Halfway through, Chen Tianming suddenly stopped in his tracks.
The three looked at him, slightly puzzled.
Chen Tianming: "So funny, Hayao Miyazaki really puts on airs, honestly, I’ve always kind of disliked his films."
Lin Li, Bai Bufan, Wang Ze: "?"
What’s he babbling about?
Chen Tianming continued muttering, "I reckon that guy’s senile too."
"His films are really getting more diocre; I didn’t say it before because I was considering old ties."
"Not even as good as Makoto Shinkai’s, haha, an old guy who won’t die becos a thief!"
Chen Tianming spoke more impassioned, filled with righteous indignation.
"..."
The three exchanged looks, realizing, and then, in unison, looked down at their shoes, their features twisted with suppressed laughter.
Chen Tianming’s resentnt was so thick it could summon a special-grade curse spirit.
The four walked a little further.
Chen Tianming stopped again:
"Who has Hayao Miyazaki’s QQ? I really have to tell him, trust this ti, Qiaoqiao is really different."
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