Tan Xiao only saw the lens being covered, and the screen became a sheet of red...
It was a sugar sprite.
A moment later, that sugar sprite was picked up by one leg by Mu Fei, peeled off the phone, and then it swayed in the air with great elasticity. The other sugar sprites were also jumping in place, imitating it and pouting in greeting, "Muah muah muah."
There was still frosting stuck on the screen. Mu Fei wiped it speechlessly, "Didn't I teach you guys to have some discipline?"
Xiong Hui, on the other hand, was furious at the sight. How dare they interrupt their conversation? "That's right, this is very disrespectful!"
Mu Fei glanced sideways, "What's right, is that what I meant?"
Xiong Hui ignored her and continued to accuse, "I said, if you respect the Spirit Master and want to serve the king and repay the country, you must first train your formation well. Being so unruly like this..."
The sugar sprites didn't buy it at all. There was a generation gap of several thousand years between them. They thought Xiong Hui was sick, "Blah blah blah blah blah."
Xiong Hui was so angry it hissed, "Do you know you've committed the crime of being close to the king—"
The sugar sprites retorted, "The police station will arrest you on the spot."
Tan Xiao: "..."
What a mess.
"Sister Mu, I'm relieved there are enough people. I'll personally sponsor Xiong Hui a political textbook. If there's any news, let me know. Bye!"
......
After finishing practice, it was Friday. In PE class, everyone was selected in batches.
The 5000 meters had already been set for Lin Yang, so he didn't have to participate in the selection and practiced on his own on the side. He had started running since the break, and classmates were helping him count the seconds.
"Seventeen minutes and fifty-eight seconds!" a classmate shouted. Lin Yang was still steady.
Then someone supported Lin Yang to walk slowly.
After walking for a while, Lin Yang waved his hand and sat down on his butt. A few more classmates came over, some wiping his sweat, some handing him water, simply caring and attentive. They were just short of hugging Lin Yang in their arms and patting his head, and had to loudly praise him for being awesome.
Kong Xuan looked at him a couple of times, "You're so weak?" What was so awesome about this?
Lin Yang: "..."
He raised his head in grief and anger, "This is very normal!!"
He nearly choked on his words and collapsed to the ground coughing.
Kong Xuan nodded, "Okay."
Lin Yang sprawled out on his back in sorrow: What do you mean okay?
At this time, the P.E. teacher had finished measuring the long jump for the students and blew the whistle, "Students reporting for the 100-meter and relay races, get ready to start, the first batch. From here, the first lane, you few."
Kong Xuan also stood in one of the lanes, assuming the starting position he had temporarily trained for. He saw Tan Xiao and the P.E. teacher standing at the finish line. Because there were many people, they ran in batches. Tan Xiao and he were not in the same batch.
Tan Xiao also did not cheer loudly like the other students did for those they had good relationships with. It's not that he didn't cheer at all, but his volume was not much higher than speaking, "Kong Xuan, jiayou."
Yu Zhenzhen, who was cheering for her classmates, heard this and turned her head, "I have to criticize you for this, Tan Xiao, did you not eat lunch?"
"He can hear it." Tan Xiao smiled.
"Come on, you might as well say you two have a telepathic connection." Yu Zhenzhen still thought he was saving energy for the 3000-meter run later.
Around the track, there were also many other classes having P.E. class and spectating. Everyone was especially curious about what kind of performance Kong Xuan would have.
Among the first-years who had participated in the school sports meet, everyone more or less knew each other's strength and who the strong ones were. For example, Lin Yang was unanimously recommended by the whole class for the 5000-meter race from the beginning.
But what about Kong Xuan? Firstly, he was eye-catching; secondly, as a transfer student who came in the second year of high school, students from other classes didn't know if he was a dark horse.
With a whistle from the P.E. teacher, all the participating students ran with all their might.
Kong Xuan's figure was like an arrow leaving the bow, extremely outstanding from the start, easily taking the lead. But after a few days of intensive training, this speed was still within the normal human range and would not get him taken away.
The side of the field immediately erupted in screams. It turned out that the reason why classmate Kong Xuan was so cool was that he really ran very fast! When he ran past, it was like a gust of wind, clearly leaving the others behind!
Even the P.E. teacher couldn't help but nod. This speed was fully capable of joining the school team. How come he didn't remember Kong Xuan performing so outstandingly in P.E. class last semester?
It was only 100 meters, over in a flash, reaching the finish line in just over ten seconds.
According to the rehearsal, Kong Xuan was only slightly red-faced and panting. Amidst the cheers and applause of his classmates, he slowed down his pace. After a lively two-step buffer, he suddenly took a few big breaths, then wearily collapsed to the ground.
Everyone: "???"
What was this, did classmate Kong Xuan suddenly develop a serious illness?!
Kong Xuan was still oblivious, only intentionally or unintentionally looking towards Tan Xiao.
Tan Xiao: "............"
... No, I told you to learn the reaction to sprinting, how did you mix in other things!
Tan Xiao hurried over before the P.E. teacher could call the school doctor. He practically slid over and squatted down to hug Kong Xuan's legs, loudly asking, "Is it a cramp?"
Kong Xuan hesitated for a moment, "Mm!"
"Come, come, stretch." Tan Xiao supported Kong Xuan's legs and led him in stretching.
The P.E. teacher scratched his head. It didn't look much like a cramp, but it seemed a bit more reasonable than a sudden serious illness. Plus, Kong Xuan had nodded. "Someone get him a compress... Kong Xuan, are you calcium deficient?"
Kong Xuan rested his head on Tan Xiao's shoulder, feeling that he was indeed getting treatment similar to Lin Yang before, so he nodded carefreely.
"......" Tan Xiao pinched him hard.
Kong Xuan resentfully glared at Lin Yang. Tan Xiao actually pinched him.
Lin Yang: "??"
Was I just glared at? Why??
Kong Xuan also understood Tan Xiao's meaning in pinching him and mumbled, "... Not calcium deficient, wasn't like this before."
"Then everyone take good care of Kong Xuan, he's our star athlete!" The P.E. teacher felt that as long as Kong Xuan didn't regularly have this kind of sudden condition, winning a place would be a piece of cake.
He said everyone should take good care, but besides Tan Xiao, who dared to approach? They just passed over a bottle of water, which Tan Xiao took.
"Okay." Tan Xiao said close to Kong Xuan's ear, "Who are you imitating? Lin Yang? Didn't I say, your previous performance was enough."
"The 100 meters and 5000 meters aren't about the same? Lin Yang said this is very normal." Kong Xuan started distorting the truth. Even though he looked around and saw the other classmates who had finished the 100 meters were already walking around normally, his expression didn't change and his heart didn't skip a beat.
Tan Xiao unscrewed the water and sighed.
Kong Xuan turned his head, "I won't collapse next time..."
"You can also not collapse now." Tan Xiao urged him.
Kong Xuan stared at Tan Xiao. Even if he was acting, since he was in the middle of acting, Tan Xiao was being too cold, right?
Tan Xiao said, "I'm about to run soon. I probably won't collapse on the ground, but I also hope someone will come bring me water."
Kong Xuan immediately got up, "As you wish!"
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