After chugging two cans of Red Bull in a row, Jiang Linyuan felt even his little buddy perk up with energy.
He suddenly remembered a rather bizarre theory.
If you feel the urge to pee before a running race, you must hold it in. That way, when you're running, you'll have more motivation and a greater sense of urgency.
Pretending to give your all to win the race, but in reality, your bladder is already filled to the brim with urine. While running, you feel the sensation of being full. Under the gaze of numerous spectators, your thighs repeatedly lift and rub together. Yet, the more you move, the more some urine escapes into the urethra. In a panic, you can only wage this secret battle alone, praying for the race to end sooner.
Thinking about it this way, it's kind of... kinky.
Jiang Linyuan wasn't particularly desperate for the bathroom right now, unless he drank another can of Red Bull.
"Senior, I'm here to cheer you on!"
Are you guys really here to cheer me on and not to sabotage me?
Yu Songsong bounced over to his side.
Thankfully, her hands were empty.
Jiang Linyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing this, Yu Songsong narrowed her eyes and smiled sweetly:
"I just saw that volunteer and Lin Yilin bring water for you, Senior. So... I won't bring any, okay?"
Huh?
Peeping Thief Saint, when did you get here?
"I'll give Senior something they didn't give you. That way, Senior will definitely be super motivated!"
As she spoke, her face flushed, and she suddenly raised her head and pecked Jiang Linyuan on the cheek.
Her lips were soft, the warm feeling on his face fleeting upon contact.
Jiang Linyuan didn't expect her to be so bold. He stared at Yu Songsong, speechless.
A cool autumn breeze swept by, a few strands of hair brushing against his cheek, bringing a faint, ticklish itch.
Yu Songsong subconsciously raised her hand, wanting to brush the hair aside, but instead made a cheering motion, shouting with a smile:
"Senior, do your best!"
After saying that, she turned and left, bouncing like a little kid towards the spectator stands.
Her heart was beating so fast.
Yu Songsong pressed a hand against her pounding chest, feeling her whole body grow hot.
But...
She secretly turned her head to the side, glancing back at Jiang Linyuan, who seemed to be standing there dumbfounded, her eyes filled with laughter.
I really, really like him.
...
She's really got guts.
Jiang Linyuan watched Yu Songsong's retreating figure and didn't say anything.
So I got kissed, big deal. It's not like I'm at a loss anyway.
Sigh, if the genders were reversed, Thief Saint, you'd have been refined into a Postgraduate-Recommendation Pill by me long ago.
Be grateful I'm a magnanimous and tolerant person!
"Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!"
What's that sound of a rodent gnawing on something?
Turning his head, he saw a tanned sports student, holding a bottle of mineral water, gritting his teeth at him.
"What's up, buddy?"
Jiang Linyuan asked.
"Bro, you're running the 3km, right? I'll be in your heat later."
The sports student forced a smile:
"The track is not a dating scene. Rankings are merciless. On the track, everyone relies on skill to win!"
Jiang Linyuan gave him a strange look:
"Oh, it's fine. I'm just here at the sports meet for fun, not for the ranking."
Damn it! I can see it! You're just here to show off your relationship, aren't you!
Not for the ranking! What a great 'not for the ranking'!
I'll make you understand what competitive sports is all about!
The sports student said:
"Bro, you've got a good mindset."
I think your mindset training isn't up to par.
A virgin sports student or something?
Jiang Linyuan glanced at him and didn't say more. It was almost their turn to go on the track.
"3km runners, come sign in!"
A referee teacher shouted loudly.
The participants came over and put a checkmark next to their names on the list.
The referee looked at the list in his hand and muttered:
"School of Computer Science, Jiang Linyuan? This name sounds a bit familiar."
The athletes entered the track.
"Get ready."
The referee teacher called out.
A few minutes later, the men's three-thousand-meter track group all assumed their starting positions, waiting for the starting pistol.
"Beep! Beep! Beep!!!"
A clear whistle sounded, and the referee teacher roared:
"On your marks! Get set!"
"Bang!"
The starting pistol fired with a deafening bang, emitting a puff of white smoke.
"Go! Go! Go!"
As soon as the starting pistol fired, cheers erupted from all around the sports field. People from every school shouted the names of their athletes.
"Jiang Linyuan! Go!"
It was only then that the referee teacher realized:
"Jiang Linyuan! Isn't that the guy from last time who messed up a sports student's pace!"
Thinking this, he quickly looked towards the track.
Jiang Linyuan sprinted ahead from the start, taking the lead and breaking the wind.
Running wild again, messing up the pace! This is a 3km run! Not 300 meters!
Wait, who told him to run like this!
Looking more carefully, he saw a gritting-his-teeth sports student following closely behind him.
What a familiar scene.
Meeting some students is just bad for your lifespan, and I've run into this shit twice!
The referee felt dizzy:
"Tell the school medics to be ready, hurry up."
He stared at the track, fearing something might go wrong.
Suddenly, Jiang Linyuan accelerated again!
A wave of exclamations rose from the spectator stands.
"What the hell, if he runs this hard at the beginning, what's he going to do later?"
"He's deliberately causing trouble, right? He's messed up the pace for several people already!"
"Who is this guy? Does he even know how to run?!"
"What's it to you? Are you the one running down there? Bunch of softies!"
Shen Guoguo on the spectator stands was furious and retorted loudly.
"How he runs is none of your business!"
Only she, the Jiang Lick Dog, could talk bad about him! Others weren't allowed!
Some people around saw the speaker was just a kid and didn't say much, shutting up.
Jiang Linyuan was still in the lead. He had already run almost three laps, constantly accelerating and decelerating, making the few guys behind him feel like they were going to puke and have diarrhea.
Some who were just there for credits slacked off completely, starting to stroll leisurely.
But the sports student in second place was different. He clenched his teeth and stubbornly stuck close behind Jiang Linyuan.
Damn, is this guy deliberately messing with my head?
Fuck! If I follow, it's agonizing. If I don't, I'll have to face the headwind, giving the guys behind me a free ride.
I bet you'll run out of steam later!
Jiang Linyuan glanced at the sports student trailing him.
This guy's got some stamina, huh? Not even getting a stitch yet?
Sigh, but I'm getting a bit tired. What to do? Hehe.
Jiang Linyuan gradually slowed his pace. The sports student behind him's eyes lit up.
Hahaha, running out of gas, are you!
[Refreshed and Renewed]!
Woo-hoo!
Jiang Linyuan suddenly accelerated again. The sports student behind him was almost dumbfounded.
You can still run like that?!
For a moment, he couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't catch his breath, his steps slowed, and he tried to adjust his breathing.
Not long after, he couldn't see Jiang Linyuan's figure anymore.
But after a while, he saw him again.
Jiang Linyuan was running cheerfully behind him, using him as a windbreak.
Fuck me!
Lapped by a whole lap? What kind of stamina does this guy have!
Just give him the first place in the sports meet!
The sports student's lungs were about to explode. His hard-won adjusted breathing became chaotic again, and he got a stitch.
Done for!
His legs momentarily lost strength. His left foot tripped over his right, his body tilted, and he fell.
Holy shit!
There's even a speed bump? Are we playing with props now?
Jiang Linyuan, who was following closely behind, was startled. He stumbled and almost fell, but reacted quickly, otherwise he would have stepped on him.
"Hey, buddy, don't mess with me like that, okay?"
Jiang Linyuan stopped, squatted down, dragged the sports student to the inside of the track, and asked.
"Are you okay?"
The sports student's lungs were about to explode. His hard-won adjusted breathing became chaotic again, and he got a stitch.
Normally, if you encounter this situation during a race, your opponent should just keep running.
"Aren't you going back on the track?"
Jiang Linyuan waved his hand:
There's even a speed bump? Are we playing with props now?
The sports student was moved to tears.
Thinking of his previous dark thoughts, he felt immensely ashamed:
"Sorry, bro. I was actually a bit jealous of you at first. I didn't expect you to take the ranking so lightly."
Jiang Linyuan said very casually:
"Who said I don't care about the race? Anyway, even if I rest for a bit, I'm still first. Might as well chat with you."
Damn, got a stitch again.
Soon, people rushed over and took the sports student away to rest.
Jiang Linyuan also returned to the track. Last lap, sprint!
He won first place without any suspense.
Ah, why is the track so flat? Because there are no pebbles, of course.
After finishing the run, Jiang Linyuan was still full of energy. Using cheats feels great.
He found a random spot to sit down and rest for a bit, but Zhang Juntang suddenly walked over, a camera hanging around her neck.
No idea when she brought that.
"Junior, what's up?"
Jiang Linyuan unscrewed the cap of his mineral water bottle and took a sip to rinse his mouth.
"Look at..."
Zhang Juntang said softly, almost inaudible.
"Look at what?"
Zhang Juntang's face flushed red. Her pink lips parted slightly as she said:
"Look at your legs."
"Pfft!"
Jiang Linyuan instantly transformed into a Blastoise and sprayed water all over the ground.
Wait, what are you saying?